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"Another Level For Timmy (Part two)" Days passed after Christmas eve but Timmy's school vacation was still in effect. Madge hadn't visited but of course her and Ruth continued to phone and text. Madge was planning and working out her upcoming move to another city and Ruth, having picked out her college was putting together class offerings from the latest catalog and mailing in her paperwork. She would leave soon and get another place in a new town as well and start on her graduate degree in the summer interim and continue on the following fall. And of course arrangements had been made for Timmy. Since he was nearly finished with high school Ruth scheduled and had Timmy complete his GED. There would be no need for him to return to school now for the spring quarter. And with Timmy now totally smooth and after Ruth got rid of all his male under-things and with him now wearing ladies nylon panties full time the need to hang out with his friends began to wane. And after a few weeks longer the last two best friends he had weren't stopping by any more either. To both Ruth's and Madge's satisfaction they'd moved on. Madge entered Ruth's kitchen for another late morning coffee. Timmy, now beyond any studies was back in his room with his video games, unbeknownst to him, games that would soon disappear because he'd be far more busy with something else all together. "Good morning Ruth," Madge said smiling as she set her purse down and took off her scarf and coat while Ruth poured the coffee. They were soon seated at the kitchen table. Fashion small talk was the first topic. The tragic state of women's wear nowadays-with no intent on Madge's part to chide Ruth. And Ruth understood. She just wasn't as classic or vintage as Madge had always been. But she remained somewhat taken aback. Madge had an "alpha" power, certainly not tough or masculine but she had a power, a commanding power, a feminine presence. She was well read and was usually ahead of the next person in nearly any discourse. And when she entered a room everyone, especially the men felt that commanding presence. "Good morning Timmy dear," she said in a breathy tone as she stubbed out her cigarette as Timmy entered the kitchen, he noticed the long, gloss red salon nails tamping the butt and the matching red color on the filter from her lipstick as well. He always showed up when Madge came over. It might have seemed like a courtesy but Madge knew it was far more than that, and now Ruth did as well. He'd always notice Madge's presence in the kitchen, the perfume that floated in the air, the sound and "tinkle" of her jewelry, how she moved, how her clothes sounded, how her heels clicked. He'd notice the tight, flawless vintage hair sets and the slightly overdone but classic makeup and he'd always notice the dress or a skirt and blouse she was in, and how everything fit, how her large breasts would always jiggle and sway when she moved and how her trim waist would always set them off, as well as her wide rounded hips. But he especially liked Madge's legs! That is what started Timmy's mind wandering. Those shapely, smooth legs, always sheathed in those glossy, shiny nylon stockings, mostly beige or sometimes a neutral grey that gleamed in the light and always zipped when Madge moved or crossed her legs. And that "shick-shick- shick" metronome "zip" the nylons would make when Madge would mince along on the high stiletto heels she always wore? Well, for Timmy it was a real event! Simply hypnotic. He grabbed a donut from a box on the kitchen counter and within a few bites finished off the glazed-raised creation and with his mouth chewing and half full a "Morning, mmmf, M...mmmfff, Madge," He said as he turned and reached into the refrigerator for a Coke. "Remember those dress patterns you said you had Ruth?" Madge asked as Timmy fizzed open his soda looking her over. "Yes, they're in my sewing room, let me just get those for you," Ruth chimed in. "No hurry, take your time dear," Madge added with a smile as Timmy swallowed the first gulp of coke. He glanced for a treat to see those delicious nylon clad legs again but was dashed to only see Madge's black patent leather stiletto pumps and the smooth nylon that was only visible to the bottom half her calves. Madge had come over wearing a long sleeved, royal blue satin bow-tie blouse with barrel cuffs, four buttons each in the same blue satin and the blouse buttoned up the back as well. But the skirt was long. A wide, vintage mid-calf creation that nearly completely hid her legs! "I see you've been noticing my outfit today Timmy dear. Do you like it?" she cooed as she looked him over as he sat his soda on the counter. "Yeah, yeah I guess so M...Madge. You always look nice, I guess," he stammered with a nervous tone as Madge sat there looking him over then turning towards him in her chair with a chuckling smile like Mrs. Robinson toying with Benjamin Braddock in The Graduate he could hear the outfit and the silky lingerie underneath swishing and rustling slightly. He glanced at her legs once again, the gleaming black stiletto heels teetering tip-toed as she turned, the long skirt appearing nearly floor length only just above her ankles, cheating Timmy of his full view. "Do you like my skirt Timmy?" Madge asked fondling the vintage patterned skirt. "I know it's a little long but it does go so well with the blouse don't you think?" she added as Timmy looked on. "But I suppose it doesn't show enough leg," And then she gently gathered the long skirt and gave it a gentle swish pulling it up to her knees! "Do you like the color of my hose Timmy?" she added as she uncrossed and re-crossed her legs angling towards Timmy! His head spun as he saw the shine and heard the nylon zip. He also noticed the bright, white, crisp taffeta petticoat she wore underneath, the delicate white lace edging quite visible in the wide folds of her skirt. And then another swish as Madge swirled the wide skirt up high on her thighs this time as Timmy stood there nervously, wide eyed, not being able to look away. And then Madge giggled, smiling as she swished the skirt up even higher as she wiggled her wide bottom in her seat and angled her shapely legs to allow him an even better view! And now Timmy got the full view. The long, opera length stockings gleamed in the bright morning light, they zipped and swished with each move as did the skirts with each of Madge's moves as she held the skirt up. "These stockings are even nicer than the ones you were wearing the other night. Would you like to try them Timmy dear?" she cooed. "Wha...what?" Timmy gasped as his head spun. Then his head spun again as the skirt swished higher still to reveal the wide nylon welts of the stocking tops, the multiple sturdy white garters underneath pulling the stocking tops both smooth and taut as he took in the whole panoramic view causing him to nearly swoon as Madge smiled and giggled with satisfaction. She heard Ruth returning from her sewing room. She re-crossed her smooth nylon hosed legs with a whispering zip then fluffed her skirt and petticoats back down just as Ruth reentered the kitchen with the dress patterns. "I...have some furniture to move. Would you like to help me Timmy dear?" Madge asked as Ruth set the patterns down and then refilled the coffee cups. "Of course he would Madge. He's got nothing else to do today," Ruth added. It was a good thing that Ruth answered. Timmy was too stunned to answer and could only grasp the remainder of his soda and leave the kitchen for his room once again, his head still spinning. Of course Timmy had to remain sedate. After the full-on nightgown holiday fashion show he'd put on in the living room a few evenings before spilled the beans on what, really was what! Madge felt that excitement as she sipped her second cup of coffee. She now knew that Timmy was infatuated with her feminine attire. Of course he was well mannered and most likely liked her but she now knew the full story. Additionally it is well known that very young men almost never seek out girls their age, it's always the fully grown and feminine ladies they are attracted to for some reason. But the relationship between Madge and Timmy was already far beyond that. She knew his secret. Madge being a bit forceful and not so much "controlling" as set-in-her-ways was who she was. But as with most everyone else she had her personal thoughts and interests as well. After finishing coffee Madge fluffed her silk scarf and tied it over her hair set. She slipped into her long, satin lined coat and held her purse over her right forearm. Timmy glanced from the living room long enough to watch Madge mince to the kitchen door and leave for her house. "Why don't you meet Madge at her place and help with that furniture Timmy. I'm sure you'll be home in plenty of time for supper," Ruth added from the kitchen forcing Timmy, now in the living room to finish his game then switch them off. "You, you wanted some furniture moved?" Timmy gasped nervously ten minutes later at the back door over at Madge's as she smiled and let him in. She laid his coat over a kitchen chair then led him back to her master bedroom. He looked around but noticed there was no furniture to move. She shocked him by reaching up under his blue jeans and feeling his calves underneath. "You'll need to get all nice and smooth again to try on those nylons Timmy dear," she said as she moved to the master bath and swirled the water to make sure it was hot enough. "Get out of your things," Madge said casually as she added some bath powder and the bubbles began to fill the tub. Being under Madge's control Timmy simply did as he was told, his thoughts of those even silkier nylon stockings hopelessly on his mind. After a bath and a complete Nairing Timmy was back in the master bedroom, perfume scented and totally smooth as he clutched the fluffy pink bath towel around his slender waist. He became nervous as he watched Madge moving around the room selecting several pieces of lingerie and the very same pink nylon chiffon baby doll with matching robe she'd caught him in over a year ago when the urge to sneak into her bedroom and her things had finally overcome him! She soon got him hooked into a sturdy, white six strap garter belt. She then, as promised, fitted him into she same type of sheer garter stockings she had told him about when she was over for coffee, more than willing to let him actually try the filmy, neutral grey hose on. Lace trimmed, white nylon ladies briefs came next. She then had him sit and quickly buckled him into a pair black patent leather ankle strap stilettos with five inch heels. She whisked the short sleeved pink gown off the bed and swished it over his head and finished with the long sleeved matching pink robe which she buttoned up the front and finished by tying the pink satin bow at the lace trimmed collar. "There you go dear. Feels good doesn't it?" Madge cooed as she looked Timmy over. "Go ahead, lets see you walk around. Walk like a lady now," she urged as she watched from the bed. Timmy gasped open mouthed as he teetered on the high stiletto heels but after the last little fashion show this time, for some reason it wasn't as nerve wracking. He began to walk and then mince on the high stiletto heels, his smooth nylon clad legs shining in the light now zipped and swished as his legs brushed together just like Madge's legs always did, only now he got the full sensation of the sheer shiny fabric stretched over his own, now totally smooth legs and feeling that zipping sensation in full, not just the sound now, but the feel as well. His head spun as he continued around the room, he took the edges of the pink gown and robe with his fingertips and continued to mince and wiggle. The embarrassment soon faded as it was quickly replaced with the silken sensation of being so well dressed in such feminine things. Madge chuckled with satisfaction as she looked on in the quiet room. She had Timmy move back to the bed. She still had some lingerie and stockings. Timmy gasped as she wadded up a pair of panties and worked them into his mouth. She swished another pair of the shiny white nylon ladies briefs and smoothed them out over his head next. And then Timmy felt the tightness as she pulled a sheer stocking over his head with a zip. Then she added another stocking, this one tight as well but the slippery fabric slid easily over the first stocking. Timmy wasn't sure why he was gagged nor why he had the panties over his head now tight and smooth under the nylon stockings. But, Madge continued, she put a large pillow near the foot of the bed. She then moved Timmy to it and had him kneel. She then moved up close in front of him. "Feel my legs Timmy," she said in an excited, breathy tone. It took a moment to find her legs by touch only but soon he had his open hands cupping her smooth legs at her calves. "That's it, feel them Timmy," she urged. He felt the smoothness and heard another nylon zip as she stood close, teetering on her stiletto heels as his hands slid up and down her smooth, hosed legs. She had him feel her long smooth legs up and down, up and down and then she had him feel higher up. He could smell the perfume in the air and now the swish of her skirt and slips as she leaned in and felt the sensation. She cooed with pleasure and then moved in and spread her legs wider with Timmy still on his knees between them. "Mmmmm" she cooed with a lilting, pleasured giggle at the sensation as Timmy knelt silent, the panty gag brimming his mouth. And then he heard her sigh and then heard another, louder swish. The quiet room then went dark as he felt Madge's skirt and slips swirl over his head! She reached under the wide flowing skirt and slips and grabbed the empty nylon stocking foot at the top of Timmy's head and pulled it back, and then back tighter still forcing Timmy's face and chin up. She then moved in and straddled his chin! He guessed he was gagged because she wasn't interested in hearing him talk or possibly complain, and he realized why the white nylon panties were over his head under the sheer nylon stockings so he couldn't see. It must have been that Madge had wanted to have her fun and keep her modesty by using Timmy under her skirt for pleasure but not allowing him to actually see anything. " That's it. Feel my legs, fondle my nylons Timmy dear," she continued. And then Timmy gasped as he felt her press her mound against his face and chin! He could smell the perfume and feel the warmth of her excitement under her skirt now. Her smooth, lace trimmed white nylon panties brushed his chin and then she humped and bucked her hips forward slightly. And with Timmy's chin up she began to rub! He could feel the mound press against his chin, and then feel her lips widen slightly now as she wiggled tight over his face and ground into his chin and began rubbing. She fluffed the skirt and slips out again and then held the garments over his head tightly holding the sides of his head as she worked his chin and continued to rub, cooing with pleasure as Timmy continued rubbing his hands up and down Madge's smooth legs from taut garter straps to her nylon clad ankles and back again. Madge had worn a long sleeved white poly blouse today. She often wore a knee length skirt but Timmy realized she wore the long floral skirt so his head would fit easily under. He could also hear the loud rasping swish of the crisp white taffeta petticoat she wore underneath. A strange sight in her quiet bedroom. A young man totally dressed in feminine things, on his knees under Madge's swirling skirts as she held his head with one hand against her while the other hand held the corner of her four poster bed as she teetered on her high stiletto heels and ground and bucked against Timmy's upturned face! It took a few minutes until Madge had her fill but the sensation had been exquisite. Timmy felt the cool room air as she swirled her skirt and petticoats and slips away. She began removing the stockings and panties from his head and removed his gag. She swished the front of the pink gown he had on up and giggled to see he now had a small but throbbing erection! "Poor Timmy, so overcome with all the excitement," Madge tisk-tisked as she got him up and set the pillow back on the bed. She moved him into the bath and had him hold onto the sink counter where she quickly worked down the front of his ladies panties. She then smoothed one of the nylon stockings over his erection then added another as Timmy gasped and held the counter tight as he teetered on the high stiletto heels. Madge cooed as she pulled up tight behind and began gently stroked Timmy's nylon erection, the glass smooth stockings zipping and sliding slightly as Madge stroked him in long full strokes. Timmy felt her large bust pressing against his back and heard her breathy coos. His head began to spin at the sensation. His mind reeled at what he'd done for Madge and what she was now doing to him as she chuckled with pleasure working him higher and higher as he teetered on his high stiletto heels still fully dressed in her finest lingerie and pink chiffon gown. Finally, Madge felt Timmy buck his hips unconsciously as she worked him then moments later heard Timmy issue a stuttering gasp as he tensed up and teetered on high heeled tip-toes. She giggled with satisfaction to feel him begin twitching into the stockings knowing full well her mastery of control she now had over poor Timmy! Finally, she swished the stockings away and dropped them into the sink to rinse. She had him take off all the lingerie and after cleaning up she had him back in his street clothes. He was in the kitchen zipping his coat up as he watched Madge put on a silk scarf and then button her car coat. She fumbled with her car keys in her left hand as she slid her purse over her right forearm. She then swung the side door open that led to the garage! "What are we doing M...Madge?! Where are we g...going?" Timmy gasped as he looked out the window as Madge drove into town. His head still spun. There had been no furniture to move and then there was the dressing and then he learned just what Madge really seemed to like and now they were taking a drive? Madge only giggled and smiled saying it was a bit of a surprise but she assured him they were going to have lots more fun! Timmy's nerves didn't start until Madge pulled into an alleyway and turned to park at the back of a beauty salon! He wasn't sure why she parked in back but he just sat back and added "you're going to get your hair done? Well, I'll wait here I guess," He assured. But Madge only giggled. "I'm not getting my hair done silly. You are!" Timmy's nerves were once again on edge as he felt his head spin again as Madge cooed with her feminine lilt. She stifled a blush as she felt herself twitch slightly in her panties! Of course she'd had her satisfaction but it was more than that now, it was the control she had in this strange relationship. It was a level of satisfaction she'd never known before. It was an older salon across town Madge had looked into and set up the appointment with. To avoid any panic on Timmy's part she explained the "story," He was a freshman in college and had to act in an upcoming play. Part of the initiation was that all the women's parts were being played by men. And Timmy, of course, was going to play the part of a classic, vintage 1950's housewife. Madge made sure to mention that if he simply went along it would appear to be the joke it was intended to be. Nobody would know Madge's real plan or goals. But Timmy worried about having his hair cut and set in a feminine style and worried about the spring quarter at high school. Madge made sure to mention the GED and that Timmy didn't have to worry because he wouldn't be going back to school! And after all, she had parked in the back of the salon and had arranged a cubical near the back so he wouldn't have to walk in through the front door and wouldn't have to be seen. Timmy suddenly felt stuck with no way out! Madge soon ushered him in through the back door of the salon. And a secluded back salon station was there just as she had said. This was a beauty salon alright. Timmy had never been in one before but Madge had a smile on her face that said this wouldn't be his last time. The place was pink and smelled of potions and echoed with feminine voice. A middle aged lady with her name "Agnes" on a pin on her blue nylon smock patted the chair as Timmy entered the room. He could hear other women's voices out front as the other stylists worked. Agnes learned his name was Timmy and looked him over a bit glad that he had long enough hair to have something to work with. She continued to go along with the "play" idea because she noticed that Timmy was small and slight and it would be no trouble really to get him looking like a young lady. Agnes had him unbutton the top two buttons of his shirt and roll the collar under. She then added a large white Kleenex tissue wrap and then the pink nylon-plastic cape and pinned it around Timmy's neck. "So, some kind of college play? I haven't heard of such a thing in years but you should have fun," Agnes spoke lightly as she fluffed his hair then started combing Timmy out. Madge looked on making sure Agnes knew just what she wanted. "This has to be old fashioned you know, a tight, vintage ladies hair set just like housewives in the 50's wore daily," And Madge wanted the salon nails and of course the full makeup treatment. Of course they'd have to send a few things back with Madge to fix things up and with makeup to refresh but for now it was getting Timmy's look just right! "I think we'll need his ears pierced too, don't you think Agnes?" Madge said with excitement. "So much more authentic. And I want to see a nice hair bow too, something pink and in satin maybe?" "A pink hair bow?" Agnes said pausing momentarily. "I haven't done a hair set like that in ages!" she chuckled. "You certainly do want to a very feminine look don't you." Agnes started by taking a piercing gun from a drawer. And before Timmy realized, the two loud clicks sounded and Timmy was now in his first pair of pierced earrings, little white pearls clipped in silver settings, the silver posts now tightly fastened through his lobes. Madge kept on about the "vintage" part and said she wanted the whole treatment as Timmy sat nervously squirming in the salon chair. He wasn't sure what was up as Agnes washed his hair and combed him out and then started clipping with the scissors. When she finished clipping and styling it was clear that Timmy now had a woman's hair style. After another rinse and towel down he cringed as Agnes brought out her solutions and a tray of pink curlers. Agnes moved to the door and called out for another lady who soon arrived with a manicure cart! "Just a regular high gloss red on the nails, but I want the long salon nails. I've already done the pedicure," Madge said with satisfaction as Madge pointed out the correct matching gloss red for the nails that would match the toes. The manicure went quickly, Timmy became nervous as the manicurist began gluing on the inch long acrylic salon nails. A moment later after Agnes had combed out a section of his hair Timmy felt the first sensation of the hair curlers as she began rolling him up tight! It took a while for the nails to dry completely and more time for Timmy to sit under the hot hair dryer. He could only hear the loud machine and the swirling hot wind as Madge and Agnes had their girl talk after the manicurist left. He felt the curlers heat and then tighten. About the time it started becoming too much, Agnes shut off the dryer and wheeled it away. Once the curlers had been removed Timmy's hair was tightly curled and felt nearly crisp! Agnes then began with a comb, a pick and a brush styling the hair into a feminine set that, along with the feminine cut of his hair he wouldn't possibly be able to comb it into anything male looking now. Then once the set was complete Agnes made sure to lacquer it into place with plenty of hair spray until Timmy looked like the freshly minted June Cleaver Madge had asked for. He cringed when Agnes neared with plenty of bobby-pins and the pink satin bow. It was soon tightly pinned near his left temple. Agnes began with the extensive makeup now, vintage, 50's just like ordered. The heavy cream foundation, plenty of powder and false lashes tightly glued and then with mascara blended and shaped into his natural lashes and finished with a tight lash curler. The full range of makeup was quickly and expertly applied. Lip liner lined Timmy's lips, then the gloss red stay-put lipstick was added. There was the eyeliner and rouge and other potions and finally a setting powder which dusting caused Timmy to cough as if the still lingering scent of the hair spray hadn't been enough! But now Timmy was done! Madge paid the bill and thanked Agnes. Agnes made sure to bag up all the makeups Madge would need to retouch the look later for the upcoming "play," The ladies made sure to say "break-a-leg" for the upcoming college affair with a wave and a smile as Madge and Timmy moved down the back hall to exit the salon through the back door. Timmy hadn't had time to really see and examine his new look but he could feel the tightness of his hair set and he could feel the mask-like sensation of the liquid foundation that now dried under the dusting of floral setting powder. He could taste the heavy gloss red lipstick as well. Timmy hadn't really gotten a good look at his new hairdo but Madge chuckled with pleasure at the results. He exited the back of the salon glancing around nervously as he began to move to Madge's car. Agnes had added a pale pink silk scarf which she tied over Timmy's head and into a tight bow at his chin. He felt his long false lashes fluttering, the eyelids now done in a classic blue, his slightly bushy eyebrows now trimmed and plucked into a high and feminine arch that couldn't possibly be confused with anything manly now. The blush was evident on his cheeks and his gloss red lips matched the color of his new inch long salon nails. Once in the car he gasped open mouthed as he slumped down in the seat to hide himself as Madge looked on. She chuckled as she began the drive home. Timmy hung his jacket over the back of a kitchen chair. Madge then had him follow her back to her bedroom. As Madge opened the closet and began going through her dresser drawers Timmy undid the scarf and swished it off and then gasped at what he saw in her vanity mirror! The makeup was full on and total. He noticed the tightly shaped and curled hair set that was lacquered tight. And now he noticed the new earrings in his pierced ear lobes, those little white pearl studs in silver settings that adorned each ear now, and he also noticed the feminine, pink satin bow pinned tightly to the left side of his head. He looked to Madge and then at the bed to see the full range of women's things, everything that would be needed to doll Timmy up from head to toe and from the skin out to really complete his vintage look! "Go ahead Timmy, get undressed," Madge said as she finished setting the last of the clothes and lingerie out on the bed looking everything over. "Wha...what's all that stuff for!?" he gasped. "For you silly. We got your hair all done nice and now you need to be dressed properly," Madge reasoned as she picked up the large white mastectomy bra already heavy with the large silicone forms installed. Timmy hesitated now. His head spun and he choked a dry swallow, he'd already seen his new salon look and now the full range of women's vintage lingerie and clothes on the bed with matching heels sitting on the floor waiting for him to step into had instantly become a feminine overdose! Ruth was back next door probably putting together supper, the guy down the street was shoveling his walk, a few of his former friends were down at the end of the block tossing the football around and a kid in a parka carrying a large white newspaper bag chugged along tossing papers to his route customers. And here Timmy was now, alone in Madge's bedroom, but now with Madge this time. He didn't want to dress now, he felt no thrilling excitement even as Madge gathered the sheer garter stockings and the sturdy white six strap garter belt. But it was soon plain that he would soon be dressed, and dressed fully whether he wanted to or not! His head spun, he felt weak. He'd gone through many of Madge's things before but he'd never worn it all, and never all at once! And he'd certainly never had his hair and makeup and nails done and now even pierced earrings on to dress. He'd done the slips and nighties and even dabbled with her lipstick just once, and he'd tried out her high heels and her panties too, his favorite though always a garter belt and vintage nylon stockings and the panties and usually the pink nylon chiffon baby doll and matching robe or maybe only once or twice a full slip and a dress but never everything! He felt faint as Madge moved around the room getting ready as if she was helping a niece dress. "How can we get these curls out of my hair before school starts next week Madge!? He gasped. But she only giggled and mentioned again that with a GED he wasn't going back to school, he wasn't going anywhere. And the hair set that was designed to last a week or two would now do exactly that! "Get out of those street clothes, we need to get you properly dressed Timmy," Madge added, a bit more sternly now. "I have cookies to bake today for a church bake sale and you can help," she added, but there was more to the story that Timmy didn't know about. Ruth was busy next door, gathering all Timmy's male things and especially all of his clothing which she packed in large garbage bags. As Timmy got undressed Madge gathered the remainder of his clothes and shoes she took them into the kitchen just as Ruth was knocking at the back door. She had packed all of Timmy's things and was about to drop everything at a thrift shop before it closed! Timmy's room was now clean as a whistle, he wouldn't be needing it any longer. Madge handed Ruth everything, including Timmy's winter coat. She had a different coat for him to wear now, a woman's car coat, lined in satin that was more suitable to a woman in a dress or skirt! "I...I can't go around with my hair like this and all this makeup and stuff and then all dressed up in ladies things too!? How can I go home looking like this!?" He blustered nervously. "Well, of course you know that Ruth is going back to college Timmy dear. She's decided to pack up and move out at the end of this month. It is a bit early but her lease was up. She'll rent a new place in her college town," Madge explained. And then Timmy swooned. Timmy was now where he was going to continue to live and Madge made sure to mention that she'd redone the bedroom across the hall just for him. He ran to look and gasped to see she had turned the entire room into a feminine boudoir! All pale pink pastel with white furniture and lace edged pink satin drapes and pale white carpeting on the floor. Even a newly installed vanity complete with makeup and with a lighted mirror! Back in Madge's bedroom she looked Timmy over, felt his totally smooth form and then for good measure gently kneaded his budding breasts! She noticed the areolae now much larger than any young man would ever have and how the nipples were larger now too, nothing that showed overtly just yet but quite noticeable in a feminine way. She smiled as she tweaked each budding nipple, the tender buds already erect from the cool room air. She then brought over a pink pill and a half glass of water and made Timmy take it. She smiled with satisfaction as Timmy swallowed his vitamin down, with much more on his mind it never dawned on him that Madge now had him on female hormones as well! She began dressing Timmy in the quiet bedroom. She got him back in his white, six strap garter belt and neutral grey, sheer opera length stockings and then his white, lace trimmed ladies nylon briefer panties. She then got him buckled into a pair of black patent leather ankle strap pumps with a full five inch stiletto heel. Timmy gasped to see the full amount of remaining women's clothing still on the bed. Madge then continued with a sturdy white mastectomy brassiere complete with full sized silicone forms already inserted. She hooked the four straps at the back then adjusted the wide white satin straps until the bra fit perfectly. She returned to the bed and gathered a vintage, heavily paneled woman's panty girdle in white. The edges of the legs were done up in white lace and the large diamond shaped panel at the front of the tight girdle was made of gleaming white satin. The girdle was padded to give Timmy an even more feminine shape to allow his outerwear to fit even better. The nylon and satin and taffeta and rayon whistled and zipped. Sturdier fabrics snapped in place, straps fitted, hooks clipped and zippers fitted. "This thing is heavy. They'll get into the way," Timmy gasped as he felt the sensation of the heavy silicone forms that jiggled and swung as he moved. "You'll get used to them dear," she said as she had him sit on the edge of the bed and began sliding his feet through the legs of the high waist vintage panty girdle. The garment was tight and smooth and even though the nylon fabric slid easily over the long opera stockings it still took a while for Madge to pull it up. But before pulling the girdle up completely she had him bend over. She reached into his panties and fumbled until she had worked his little testes deep inside and had pulled his little manhood back. Another few tight, forceful pulls and jerks and Madge had the high waisted girdle fully on Timmy, she finished by pulling the lace edged legs down smoothly. Timmy felt the tightness at the crotch of the firm fitting girdle then gasped as he looked in the mirror how he now had a feminine "slit" look just below the gleaming, reinforced white satin front girdle panel! Madge then hooked a waist cincher around his waist. She began to pull on the white silk laces. Timmy gasped at the sensation of tightness as he teetered on the high stiletto heels as Madge made sure to have him hold onto the corner post of her bed. He heard the white laces whistle through the stainless steel eyelets at the back. As Madge continued to lace the garment Timmy's head began to spin at what was happening. And just before the snugness became too much he felt her wrap the laces around his slender waist and tie them in a tight double knot at the back. Madge then returned to the bed and selected a white, lace edged nylon full slip and a crisp, white taffeta petticoat. Timmy gasped as he watched her gather the white full slip. "Arms up sweetie," she said. And then Timmy felt the sleek nylon fabric sliding down over his foundation garments. He felt what little masculinity he had slipping away the more Madge added the layers of women's garments. "I...I never...I've never worn, worn this much M...Madge!?" Timmy blathered teetering on the heels, the lace trim of the full slip brushing and sliding over his smooth vintage nylon stockings now as Madge quickly adjusted the white satin straps until the slip fit perfectly, hugging his silicone breasts, smoothing down his trim waist and over his padded hips and down just past his knees. Madge had him step into the white taffeta petticoat now. The crisp material whistled in the quite room as she worked it up his legs, over the slip and then tied the white lace tightly around his already cinched waist. Timmy gasped as she swished the petticoat out and down then looked on with a smile. "I...I d...don't know M...Madge. M...maybe I should just get changed back," he gasped. "I...I"ve never worn this much, I mean all at once before," he gasped. "You'll get used to it Timmy," Madge assured with a feminine lilt as she noted his nervousness. This wasn't any play around "dress-up" time or any sneaking around now, not any longer. This was the real deal now. This was to be Timmy's new lifestyle. The sensation and process of being dressed keeping his thoughts only on the act, for now. Madge paused to rub his smooth white nylon slip against the padded brassiere and the tight smooth girdle, and then she rubbed the slip over his smooth nylon clad legs. Timmy heard the swishing zip as he felt his long lashes flutter as he breathed open mouthed at the mesmerizing sensation as Madge giggled again with satisfaction. She'd already mentioned Ruth was nearly out the door and she'd been over to gather all of Timmy's street clothes, even his winter coat! And then there was the Christmas dressing display, then the trip to the salon and the pink pills, all of which became a confusing jumble of thoughts. His head spun again as Madge gathered the vintage house dress from the bed and undid the long back zipper with a whirring rasp as she neared and fluffed it out for him to step into. "Go ahead, lets slip this pretty dress on you dear," Madge cooed with her feminine lilt as Timmy swooned slightly, then as he teetered on the high stiletto heels he gingerly stepped one high heeled foot and then the other into the center of the dress. The dress was full skirted and completely lined in crisp rayon, it was a fitted garment, well made like things used to be. Timmy felt his head spin as Madge fitted his hairless, slender arms through the short white cuffed sleeves. The dress swished and rustled as Madge worked it up and after smoothing it into place she took hold of the long back zipper and zipped it up all the way to the back of Timmy's neck where she finished by hooking the top clasp. The dress had a wide self belt which Madge buckled around his tiny cinched waist, the vintage patterned skirt matched the top as a shiny rayon, shirtwaist house dress. The top slightly open with white lapel trim that matched the white cuffs. Madge then finished by tying a vintage ladies kitchen apron around his waist and into a large and feminine bow at the back. "There. Now you can help with the cookies," she said stating her plan for the day to keep his mind busy. And then she looked over his hair and added a dash of hair spray and more perfume and finished by clipping a woman's pearl strand necklace on to show off on his smooth and hairless chest in the most feminine manner. Madge gestured for Timmy to move around, to get the feel of finally being totally dressed as a woman for the first time, wearing everything now, from head to toe and from the skin out! The petticoated skirt rustled as he moved. The high stiletto heels assured a short mincing step, but there was no stumbling as Timmy had obviously had practice in walking in women's high heels. But it was so much more now. He was totally dressed, bejeweled in new pierced earrings, fully made up and with a tightly lacquered vintage ladies hair set. Madge praised and complimented Timmy's new look but before he could concentrate she quickly moved him into the kitchen where she then put on her apron. Soon Timmy was mincing around the kitchen just like a prim and proper housewife making cookies for Madge's ladies church bake sale. But of course Timmy didn't notice past Madge's pleasant, satisfied smile. She had more plans in store! He'd soon become accustomed to dressing fully and totally each day. And it wouldn't be long until he would be helping deliver more cookies to another ladies bake sale and even going out for a ladies lunch! He certainly looked like a young lady now and with all the practice in heels and ladies things Timmy already had she knew he'd come right along. And if any of her lady friends ever looked too closely or questioned? Well, Madge was ready with the story of her neighbor, poor little Timmy. The former foster child from next door who she'd learned was transgendered! She was going to make sure he came right along as her young niece Tiffany!