Mommy Me Series Justina Pt 2
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Dear diary,
I am laying in bed here in my hotel room, in my cute satin pink stiped
VS chemise and matching kimono, with the covers all scattered. The
shades are open and the night sky is a beautiful backdrop for the nearby
closed for the night high rises. I've just had quite a weekend. I
don't even know where to begin. All I know is that I want to write this
down in here just to save the memory.
It all started a couple of months ago, when I got an email from one of
the many travel sites, letting me know about deals they were having. I
have been working and schooling pretty hard lately and was day dreaming
about taking a trip somewhere, where I could dress up, maybe go
shopping. You know, pamper myself. Basically a recess from
masculinity. I didn't want to fly or go anywhere far because I couldn't
pass that off as something conspicuous. I decided that I wanted to
drive up the coast to another city, where they were more accepting and
friendly towards people like me.
I did tiresome research on which hotel I wanted to stay in. I needed
something that looked glam and fab, but I wanted to avoid the crowds if
at all possible. Also at the right price. I'm browsing the choices,
looking at the pictures, reading reviews. So, I clicked on this one
hotel and it looks gorgeous. It had a wonderfully big bathroom, with a
sit down vanity, and a bed fit for this queen.
So I clicked on "book." It took me to the next menu where I put in my
CC information. I hesitated for a moment. It was about to become real,
and at that moment, I became overwhelmed with the thought. My finger
glided across the mousetrack and over "book." I pressed down. It was
like slow motion. The sound was heavy. I heard the "ding" on my laptop
and saw the notification. I really did it. No turning back now I
suppose. It was really going to happen.
I had a little over a month to plan my getaway. First I needed to plant
the seeds. As my cover story, I told my parents I would be out of town
on a school assignment. I spent many evenings in my room, wearing
panties and doing some planning. I made a list of what I wanted and
needed to bring with me and how I was going to sneak out all my lovely
finery with me when I left without arising suspicion.
The night before was crazy. I was trying to get my bag packed. What
was I going to bring?!?! I waited for my parents to go to bed. I shut
my door, and started scrambling. I got Kimberly's things from my hiding
space and looked through at what I needed. I just packed everything.
No wonder why girls need so many bags. I tried to make it look like a
long weekend, so I crammed everything in one (large, mind you) bag, make
up, shoes, a dress, skirt and blouse, lingerie, underwear, accessories,
hair extensions, purse, etc.. gosh what didn't I pack?! I did a little
feminine maintenance. I trimmed by body hair and painted my toes my
favorite shade of pink.
The next day, I packed my bag in my car and left from work. I told my
parents that I wouldn't see them before I took off so I'd call them when
I got there.
The journey's just as important as the destination. The night before, I
had put together a girly mix for the 3+ hr drive, with everything from
Spice Girls (my favs!!! girl power hon) to Shania Twain. All along the
way, my girly mix blasting, I was singing along. Despite the traffic
(grrrrr!!!) I was having my own personal Too Wong Foo moment, even en
drab :|
I finally arrived at the hotel where I was staying around 430pm. The
day was turning to night, as I was turning myself. As I walked into the
lobby, I was checking out the crowd, the entry, how far parking is. The
girl checking me in was very well dressed, wearing a professional skirt
suit. She was super cute. As she handed me the key to my room, I
noticed she had a pretty pink manicure which worked great with her black
and light blue skirt suit. I wanted to comment, but I thought that
would have been a little too odd. I got a room on the 5th floor, which
means I need to take the elevator.
Finally in my room, I unpack all of my girly things, hanging my dresses
and skirts and blouses in the wardrobe. I noticed that I had packed
more womens clothing than mens. Knowing that was a rush in itself. A
reminder of what I am and what I want to be. I noticed I was missing a
few things in my make up box, so I needed to go shopping for more. I
passed a mall on my way in. I slipped into my cheekinis and put on some
gym pants I "borrowed" from my mother. They were androgynous looking so
I could get away with wearing them. I put on a tank top and head to the
mall.
As I'm walking through the mall, I am doing some window shopping.
Admiring all the cute clothes I want(!!!). I see Sephora in the
distance. I have never bought anything from them, nor have I been into
their store. I walked passed it, and passed it again, pretending to be
on my phone. Shit! speaking of phone I forgot to call my parents. I
send them a text, tell them I am here safe. After I send the text, I
walk in. Wow, this place has everything. It's so pretty and glam! I
want my house to look like this. I lingered by the mens section tucked
away in the back corner. I worked up the nerve to go up to the
lipsticks. Wow this stuff is expensive here. I was putting back a lip
gloss when a cute and young SA asked me, "Can I help you with anything?"
I think she knew I was looking for myself. "I'm ok I'm just looking for
a gift. Thank you though."
"Well if you need anything my name is Francesca" (very pretty name imo).
I was looking around the store some more, but I was feeling so
overwhelmed with all the choices. I NEEDED help. I found Francesca.
"What can I help you with tonight?"
"Well.." I hesitated. "I've never bought make up before."
"Are you looking for yourself?"
"Yeah..." I shyly replied. "Don't you worry sweetie I will set you up."
And off we went. Before long, I end up with a tote full of the face
paints. I think I went overboard but I'm feeling very good. She rings
me up and I pay. This stuff really is expensive. Before I left she
tells me, "We also do makeovers here if you need any help using your new
products. Just call us and set up an appointment."
Feeling confident, I walked into Victoria's Secret and browsed around
for a bit. "Can I help you find anything tonight?" I now love that
question!! After opening up at Sephora earlier, I felt like I could
conquer the world, while wearing high heel pumps. I eventually bought
myself three pair of lace trimmed Cheekies (pink posh, nude, floral), my
favorite cut, and a new bra (yay!).
I was stopped in my tracks by the cutest pair of shiny pink pumps with a
gold heel I saw in a shoe store window. I walked in, feeling confident
from this shopping adventure and looked for the box with my size. I
didn't see them. I felt discouraged. I was about to walk out when the
SA came up to me. "Can I help you with anything." Apparently everyone
wanted to help little old me. I felt special. So I asked her(!!) OMG!
"Do you have these in 10?" She said, "Hmm...let me go check in the
back" and she disappeared in the back. I took a seat and waited. She
came back with a box (yes!!!). "I did a little digging and found you
our last pair." Wow, I got so lucky. I opened the box and tried them
on in the store(!!) OMG. I got up and walked around. They were really
high, about 5 or so inches tall. I have never done this before with
this many people around me. She rang me up and I was on my way.
Walking back to my car with my cute shopping bags in tow, I felt so
girly. I couldn't wait to get back to the room to try it all on.
I hurried to my room. I didn't want to catch anyone's looks as I walked
in with bags from Victorias secret. I put all my bags on the bed. Wow
that was a lot of stuff. I was overwhelmed. How was I gonna hide all
this back home?!?! I jumped out of my boy clothes and into the shower.
I spent the rest of the night just getting all girly. I set my laptop
up with all my girl jams and turned myself into Kimberly. It felt
amazing just to be able to take my time to get ready without having to
check the door or out the windows to see if someone was coming. I was
worry free that night. I was up all night, trying on different outfits
I brought with me, doing my hair, my make up, and dancing around in my
new pink heels. I sat down at the desk and did a little research on
what kind of dress shopping there was around here. I wanted to get a
new dress while I was here. I also did some searching about where are
the safest places to go out as a transgender or crossdresser.
After hours of dressing up in my own little suite, my body decided it
was time to sleep. It's a ritual getting ready, an a ritual getting
ready for bed. I took off my dress and hung it in the closet along with
all of Kimberly's cute things. I went to my luxurious bathroom and I
washed my face to make sure I have a fresh face for tomorrow. I jumped
in the shower once again to cleanse myself. I going to bed feeling
clean. It's very comforting. After I got out of the shower, I walked
around naked for a bit to air dry my body. I sat down at the vanity and
lathered lotion all over my smooth body, then slipped into my sexy
little satin chemise. I jumped into the bed, which welcomed me with
open comforters, as it was just so glorious. So comfy!! I eventually
went to sleep at about 430 in the morning. I could see the next day
dawning.?
The next day, I woke up in my lingerie and smelled like a pretty spring
blossom. I felt so sexy my body couldn't handle it. The feminine
energy was ready to burst. I needed to release.
Since I didn't get to sleep until really late, I woke up really late. I
got up thinking about going dress shopping. Maybe I'd try one on in the
store? I got out of bed and out of my lingerie. I love seeing all of my
girly things hanging in the wardrobe as I looked around the room. ?
I slipped into a pair of my newest cheekies, and into those androgynous
gym pants and androgynous tank top. I remember seeing online there was
a street with all these cute boutique shops. So I went there. I parked
at one end and went from shop to shop, looking for the perfect dress. I
wanted something daring, sexy, flirty. All along I immersed myself with
all the fashionable ladies walking with me, doing a little window
shopping, hoping the right store would introduce itself.
I walk into this one cute shop. It's wild. It's got all kinds of stuff
for my femme self to go wild with. There was one SA working there
probably a few years older than me. I was the only one in here. As
browsed the aisles of dresses, What a girl wants from Christina Aguilera
starts to play. It was like speaking to me. I found this sexy little
white leopard print dress. It was a body con style with three quarter
sleeves and a double scoop neck in stretchy, cotton-spandex with a
little cut out where the small of your back is located. It was
definitely wild and fun. Just what I wanted. I needed to break free
from the plain colors.
I found my size and picked it off of the rack. I walked right up to the
SA and asked "could I try this on?" I said with a hopeful gaze. "Sure
sweetie!" she says with a cocked head and full smile. Wow im going to
actually try on a dress in the store! She walks me over to the dressing
room. The sound of her heels clicking across the wooded floor tickled
my brain. She set me up in the dressing room. I get out of my boy
cover and down to my panties. I slide the dress up over my smooth body.
The feeling of the material brushing up over my body took my breath
away. Over the speakers, I heard man i feel like a woman come on. I
thought she was controlling the music for me. I step into the dress and
put my arms through the sleeves. OMG!! It fits perfectly!!!!! YAY!!!
I could easily weara stuffed bra underneath this dress. I'm so happy.
I admired myself in the three paneled mirror, checking out the exposed
part of my back. It comes up about 6 or so inches above the knee. It's
pretty short and exposing, but I love it so much!!
I heard a couple of women walk in. How was I going to walk out of the
dressing room without being spotted?!
I hear the SA's heels come towards the dressing rooms. She was
adjusting some items nearby. I must have forgotten where I was because
I unlocked the door and walked out of the comfort and privacy of my
dressing room and walked over towards her. "What do you think?" I shyly
asked with my heart bumping. "Wow that dress was made for you sweetie."
"Awww thank you," I said with wet eyes. "Yeah sweetie! Maybe with a
sexy heel?" I thanked her again for her kindness. I couldn't believe I
did that. I walked back to the dressing room beaming from ear to ear.
She made me feel so happy about myself. My body was still vibrating as
I changed out of the dress.
I walked around the store for a bit with the dress in tow, trying to be
casual about being here shopping for myself. I wanted to add something
to this outfit. So I asked her what kind of accessories would she pair
with the outfit. She asked me about my shoes and I described them to
her. "Very cute!" she said. The SA suggested I also get a statement
necklace to go with my dress and shoes. She showed me this beautiful
gold necklace. It wasn't too gaudy and when she put it with the dress,
it looked totally glam. "Thank you this looks good." I said. I saw
these cute clutch bags near the counter. I saw this really cute pink
clutch with little gold details. It wasn't too large and not too small
and a perfect color match for my pink pumps. "So what's the occasion if
you don't mind me asking" she asked. I was still pretty shy. "Oh
nothing no occasion" I said with my eyes looking at my purchases being
put away. "Usually when a girl buys a dress from here she wants to show
it off."
I got back to the hotel in a hurry. My mind was racing with
anticipation. The SA's words were playing on repeat in my head. But
ultimately I just wanted to dress. I couldn't wait to see what my dress
looked like with tall these cute accessories. Yay!!! I spread all my
new purchases on the bed while I prepared the shower.
I jumped into the luxurious shower and shaved my body again. I wanted
to be absolutely smooth from head to pretty little toe. I was probably
in there for about a half an hour trying to be as hairless as possible.
I got out, air dried, and put on some lotion to help the skin maintain
it's smooth and soft touch. I slipped into a robe and sat at the
vanity. I opened my new make up kit and started to paint the face. I
had been watching some basic make up tutorials the night before, so I
stopped the music and put one on so I could follow it step by step.
From foundation to blush, contouring and lips. I applied my fake
eyelashes and did my eyes all cute. I love blinking with my fake
eyelashes. It feels so delightfully feminine. My face looks
flawless(!!!)
Finally I did my hair with extensions into my naturally long hair.
There's so many layers now! I sat there for a moment to examine my
look. I smiled and blew a kiss to the girl in the mirror. I love
seeing myself mid transformation, in a cute pink striped VS kimono robe
and naked smooth body with face and hair all done up.
I tucked my pink phallus between my legs and held it down with a home
made gaff. I slipped on a new pair of my little cheekies over my
wonderfully flat undercarriage. I put on my new VS bra and created my
breasts from rolled up socks and carefully manipulated skin folding.
It was actually passable. I finally step into my leopard print boycon
mini dress and pull it over my shoulders, making all the necessary
adjustments. I sat back at the vanity, spraying perfume on my wrists,
neck, and even behind the knees. I grabbed my pink pumps and slid them
on to my feet. I clasped the necklace around my neck and fixed my hair.
The look was complete! I looked and felt so fabulous. Everything was
so well put together. I was so proud of this.
I turned my music back on and sat at my desk doing a little internet
browsing (shopping), taking some pics with my computer camera, and
making videos of myself walking and modeling my new dress so I could
watch it later for more erotic reasons. I remembered what that lovely
SA said when I bought my dress; "Usually when a girl buys a dress from
here she wants to show it off." So I logged on to a crossdressing chat
room and started chatting with this one gurl like me. I showed her my
look and told her about my conundrum. "Stop chatting with me and go out
and shoe yourself off girl" she said. "I want to hear all about it when
you do it." and she logged off. Oh. Ok.
So I logged off and packed my cute clutch with all my necessities, ID,
money, cards, keys, hotel key, lip stick and gloss, compact. I can
carry a lot in this little thing its so convenient! SO anyway, I kept
looking at myself in the full body mirror, trying to work up the courage
to walk out there. I keep making adjustments. I must have opened the
door only to close it like 100 times, I don't know. I sat down and just
as I was about to give up, "Do It" by the Spice Girls comes on. Hearing
that song gave me the push to get up, adjust my dress one last time,
open the door, and watch it close behind me. I could hear my heartbeat.
It was hard and heavy and fast. I was so nervous. But I had to just
believe that this was me. So I walked down the empty (luckily) hall to
the elevator. The doors opened and I was alone. I rode it all the way
to the lobby, but when the doors opened, a handsome well groomed man
with his beautifully dressed girlfriend were standing there waiting to
get on. I was cornered and a pretty shocked. I kind of just hurried
passed them with my eyes looking forward and not at the lovely couple.
I got out first and walked through the semi-busy lobby. My heart was
ready to burst and my stomach was super tight. I got my keys out on the
way to the car, as I didn't want to risk any more run ins than
necessary. I stepped into my car very ladylike and pulled out. It was
hard to adjust to driving in heels, but I got the hang of it.
I drove back to that street with all the cute shops. It was in the gay
friendly part of the city, so I figured it was safe to walk around on.
I pulled up to the street and finally found parking after a good minute.
It looked crowded, which made me more nervous. I sat in the car trying
to pump myself up to go out and walk around. I started the song "Do It"
again for encouragement; adjusted my self, applied lipgloss, and fixed
my hair. I took the key out of the ignition and took a deep breath. I
took one last look in the mirror to check my hair and makeup. I wasn't
about to chicken out. After all, I got this far! I unlocked the car
door and opened it. I didn't even think about it. I swung my legs out
and stood up and adjusted my dress. I actually walked away from my car
and on to the sidewalk where Kimmy was completely bathed in light from
the streetlamp.
All the details I had ignored earlier on this wild adventure were
started to come alive; the cool night breeze caressing my exposed legs
and up my dress, the sound of my heels chewing the concrete and
blacktop, the end of my hair extensions tickling the small of my exposed
back left me feeling weak and vulnerable. It was quite the erotic
experience. The song of my encouragement kept playing in my head as I
walked the neighborhood. I was walking casually among many well dressed
women, most of which looked dressed to the nines and were out on the
town, and I felt like one of them! Despite some side glances by some of
these girls (a girls got her intuition), I felt like I belonged. I was
not to be discouraged. I was a woman empowered!
I was doing a little window shopping, enjoying the sound of my heels
clicking on the ground, checking my reflection in the shop windows, when
I found this cute little cafe or coffee shop. It had like a japanese or
asian theme. It had lovely decor in my favorite girly color pallet with
kind of a young mixed group inside. I hesitated to go inside because it
was bright inside. But it was a little chilly out and I could use a
warm drink. I walked inside and was greeted with a smile by the cute
asian girl working the register. I ordered a tea and got a couple of
really cute, yummy looking french macaroons to go with it. This was the
first time I paid for something using a purse or clutch. I opened my
pretty pink clutch and got out my credit card and handed it to the girl
working the register. "Could I see your I.D. too?" My heart sank to my
stomach. I got a little flustered. I opened my bag back up and
hesitantly handed her my ID with my boy picture (ugh!). She smiled and
looked up at my face. "Ok thank you!" She handed me my cards back
which I put back in my clutch. I love this thing. "What name for the
order?" she asked. "Kimmy" I told her with a smile. I took a seat on
these really cute chairs, but they sat just a bit low, so when I sat
down and crossed my bare, shaved legs, my dress hiked up a bit. I felt
a little overexposed. I was drinking my tea and enjoying my macaroons,
I could feel eyes looking at me, even if they weren't. It was pretty
arousing actually. I loved seeing my lipstick stain on the lid of my
tea cup. It enhanced my overall experience of being a girl.
So, I go to the door to exit and I saw this guy coming in. I thought he
was gonna read me. Shoot!! He held the door open for me!! Wow, I guess
there still are guys like this. He was a knight when this lady needed
one. I said thank you and flashed him a cute little smile. OMG!! WHAT
AM I DOING?!!!!! I'm even not gay. I am such a flirt as a girl.
The night was still young, so I kept on my gay way. I remembered
reading about a gay club in this neighborhood so I walked to it. I
wasn't going to go in because I was feeling a bit intimidated by the
loud music emanating from the doors. I also have never been to a club
like that before. I almost turned around. Luckily there was no line to
get in. I walk in the door and am met by a bouncer where I have to show
my ID (ugh!). I love using my little clutch though, so any excuse is a
good one! I felt my way around the floor and to the bar. I ordered a
cosmopolitan. I don't normally drink but when in rome girls. I found a
seat at the end of the bar, near the dance floor and just watched the
atmosphere happen. It was quite a culture shock for me.
I noticed this woman dancing in the crowd. She was absolutely gorgeous,
dressed to the 10's, wearing the cutest dress I have ever seen, like
ever. It was a super short pink sequined little dress with a low back
and neckline. She was the hottest girl in the room and you could tell
she knew. The song ended and she walked towards the bar where I was
sitting. She stood next to me. "I love your dress!" I told her in my
best girl voice. "Aww thanks hon! You look great too. Love the
shoes!" she said. "Aww Thank you!" I said and brushed my hair behind
my ear. She ordered her drink. She placed her fingertips on my knee and
says "You know what?" What... "You should come out and dance with us!"
I was taken aback by this offer. I shake my head no. "Oh come on lets
go!" She grabs my hand and there I am on the dance floor, dancing like I
would if I were home alone. I can't believe this happened!!!!! I
freaking loved it. Just dancing with the girls.
After a few songs she invited me to sit down with her girls. I sat
there quietly, just being a part of this whole experience when...
"And you!" she points at me. Oh crap! "You are just too cute! I don't
think I got your name sweetie."
"Hi I'm Kimmy."
"Hi Kimmy!" the group says.
"I don't think I've ever seen you here before. Where are you from?"
"I'm from _____"
"What brings you here?"
LOL Good question. How do I answer this... let's see.... "Well......
this is gonna sound a little weird but..."
"You're a crossdresser," she says.
"Yeah!" I smiled and giggled.
"OMG wow! You have such a womanly body. I love your look! Get it girl!"
I beamed ear to ear.
They all started to ask questions like "How long have you been doing
this for?" "Are you gay?"
"Do you want to transition?"
"Being a girl is just more fun."
Sitting here in bed, wearing my sexy lingerie, smelling absolutely
lovely, it's bittersweet knowing that I have to return home tomorrow,
back to my mundane male molding. But those are thoughts for tomorrow
when the panties come off and boxers go on. But I'll always have this
wild weekend in writing.
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