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Anything For An Interview Suit
William's Crazy Trip
by Ann Michelle
Copyright 2019. All rights reserved. For mature audiences only. All
characters are above the legal age. Don't buy or read this book if you
are under the legal age or anything you see herein is illegal where you
live. Don't try any of this at home.
Chapter Two: "The Wrong Suitcase"
--o--
Mandi picked up a neutral-colored high-heeled pump out of the suitcase.
It had an open toe and a half-inch platform. The heel of the shoe had
to be about five inches high and it had a thick decorative leather strap
with a buckle over the vamp. It was an elegant shoe, a professional
shoe, but also a sexy shoe. It was also not the sort of thing any non-
cross-dressing male would ever carry in a suitcase. Ever.
"Sexy," said Mandi with a chuckle. Her chuckle sent jolts of shameful
discomfort shooting down William's spine and made him squirm all over
again. "Still claim you're not a cross-dresser?"
"It's not mine!" protested William.
"It's in your suitcase."
"This isn't my suitcase!"
Mandi laughed; his claim seemed ridiculous. "I'm supposed to believe
it's just a coincidence that you put a 'Mickey Mouse' sticker on your
suitcase, but someone else on the flight has the identical suitcase and
just happened to put a 'Minnie Mouse' sticker on theirs, only for you to
grab it 'by mistake' because you couldn't tell the difference between
Mickey, in his shorts, and Minnie in a girly dress? How many 'Mouse'
stickers do you think are out there? Do you know the odds on that?"
"But that's what happened!" It actually was.
"And you couldn't tell the difference between Mickey and Minnie?
Really?"
"I was distracted. I saw a mouse and didn't look at which one it was,"
said William. "I swear, this really isn't my suitcase!"
"I don't believe you," sang Mandi.
"But it's true!"
It didn't seem that way to Mandi though. "I think the truth is you're a
cross-dresser, just like Sandy says, and you put the Minnie Mouse on
your suitcase because it gave you a little thrill or whatever, and you
decided to travel out here with a suitcase full of women's clothes."
"Why would I do that??
?You tell me.?
?I wouldn?t do that! I need to interview!?
?Maybe you?re interviewing as a woman? Maybe it just turns you on? How
do I know; I?ve never met a cross-dresser with a Minnie Mouse fetish
before? Do you dress like Minnie too?? she asked with an enormous
smile. ?M ? I ? C. See you in heels,? she sang.
William was stunned. Was she just playing with him now? ?Stop that.?
She didn?t. ?K ? E ? Y. Why? Because it excites you!?
?Stop that,? said William again, which only made Mandi?s smile bigger.
?M ? O ? U ? S ? E.? Mandi laughed and held up the high-heeled shoe in
front of him and shook it playfully. ?You?re going to look sooooooo
cute in this for your interview.?
?It?s not mine!?
?It?s in your suitcase.?
?That?s not mine either,? snapped William in an exasperated tone.
?Just admit it. You?re a cross-dresser. Look, it?s cool. You can wear
all this stuff at my place all you want. I don?t mind. It might even
be fun. And if you want, you can be my sissy maid just like you?re
Sandy?s sissy maid if that?s what makes you happy??
?None of this is mine!?
Mandi rolled her eyes and ignored him. She fingered the skirt from a
wheat-colored skirt suit in the suitcase. ?You do have pretty taste.?
?It?s not mine,? said William helplessly.
His tone struck her. Mandi considered this for a moment. It was
possible he was telling the truth. It seemed unlikely, but it was
possible. It was much more likely that he was playing some game with
her... but it was possible. She decided to give him a chance. ?All
right. Prove it.?
?How??
?We?ll go upstairs and you can put on your girly clothes,? said Mandi
waving her hand over the suitcase. ?If they?re not yours, then they
won?t fit, right? But I?ll bet they fit like a glove.?
?Fine, I?ll prove it,? snapped William. He was sure they wouldn?t fit.
After all, what were the chances that the woman who owned this suitcase
was the same size as him? It wasn?t like he was a standard sized woman.
?Ok, let?s go.?
?Fine.?
William grabbed the suitcase and pulled it from the trunk.
?If they fit,? cautioned Mandi as William lifted the suitcase to the
ground, ?I expect you to be a good little sissy maid for me, just like
you are for Sandy. I could use a maid to clean my place. And if that
maid happens to be a boy in a dress... a Minnie Mouse dress, then all
the better.?
William glared at her. ?Well, I hate to break this to you, sister, but
these clothes will never fit.?
?Sister?? repeated Mandi with an incredulous laugh at his use of
outdated slang before mockingly adding: ?Oh zap, girlfriend!?
William blushed. ?They won?t fit. You?ll see,? he grumbled.
?Yep. We will.?
With that, he grabbed the suitcase and he and Mandi made their way
upstairs to her apartment. He was determined to prove that these
weren?t his clothes. After all, they weren?t.
Mandi hummed the Mickey Mouse theme song the entire way.
?o?
William heaved the suitcase onto the bed and opened it. Once again, he
saw the wheat-colored skirt suit and the neutral open-toed pumps. It
was a pretty suit, for a woman. He had no desire to wear it though. In
fact, he had no desire to ever wear women?s clothes ever again,
especially after his recent experience. Yeah, he had some cross-
dressing instincts, but after the past week and now this, he was
finished with women?s clothes.
?None of these are going to fit,? he said.
?Quit stalling,? said Mandi who stood at the foot of the bed with her
arms folded. She was sliding her foot in and out of her clog and
periodically brushing her hair back over her ear as she watched. She
couldn?t help but be excited. She?d never seen a boy in a dress up
close before. She wondered how she would feel about it. Hearing how
Sandy made William cross-dress had actually been a bit of a turn on, but
she wasn?t sure if she would feel the same in person. She was about to
find out.
Meanwhile, William pulled out the skirt bottom for the suit. Then he
grabbed the suit jacket and a white blouse. He set those aside.
Beneath, he found a sundress in bright yellow, orange and blue. It
seemed to be paired with some red strappy sandals. Beneath that were
some panties and some lingerie and them some toiletries. He put all of
it on the bed.
?Why are you unpacking the whole thing??
?I want to see if there?s something in here identifying the woman whose
suitcase this is. If there?s an ID or something, then I can show you
that this isn?t my suitcase,? said William.
?But there?s nothing.?
?Sadly, no. The luggage tag got torn off too.?
?Then there?s only one thing left to do.?
William sighed. He didn?t want to do this, but he did want to prove
that these clothes weren?t his. He didn?t like people thinking he was a
cross-dresser, even people he barely knew like Mandi. That was a secret
he wanted to remain a secret. Besides, if she thought these belonged to
him, she would tell Sandy who would become even more unbearable.
?All right,? said William and he picked up the skirt.
Mandi licked her lips. She was enjoying this. It gave her a thrill.
She couldn?t wait to see her first live boy in a dress (or skirt). Her
nipples were hard and her lower regions tingled.
William looked at Mandi in silence for several seconds as if he was
waiting for something. ?Aren?t you going to leave?? he finally asked.
?Leave??
?Yes, so I can try these on.?
Mandi shook her head. ?Are you kidding? If I leave then you claim that
none of it fit. Forget it. If this stuff fits or not, I?m going to be
right here to find out, Princess,? she said. The truth was, she was too
excited to leave. She wanted to see all of this from start to finish.
William furrowed his brow. ?What about my privacy??
?Doesn?t apply in this situation. Now change.?
?You?re going to have to leave,? insisted William.
?Oh, no. This is my apartment. My rules.?
William stared at her. The idea that this pretty young woman, so very
giggly as she was, would watch him strip down and try to slip into a
woman?s skirt made him very horny. His penis started to grow.
Unfortunately, that complicated things. It was bad enough she would see
him try to slip into the skirt, but seeing him slip into the skirt with
an enormous erection wagging around all over the place as he tried was
an order of magnitude worse.
?Will you please leave? This is embarrassing enough as it is,? he said.
?I?ll bet it is. But I?m not leaving. Get on with it.?
?I can?t, not with you watching.?
?You get dressed in front of Sandy all the time. You can do it in front
of me too.?
?That?s different.?
?How is that different??
William blushed. The answer was that Sandy blackmailed him. ?She makes
me do it,? he said softly, not wanting to spell it out further. He
particularly didn?t want to go into details as Mandi seemed eager to
explore this and he didn?t want to give her any ideas.
?Well, look at it this way. I?m making you do it now too.?
?How?s that??
?Duh! Blackmail! If Sandy can blackmail you, then I can blackmail you
too,? said Mandi with an enormous smile.
?No, you can?t,? said William.
?Why not??
?There?s nothing you can blackmail me with.?
?Said the boy with the Minnie Mouse fetish. Think about it, Minnie.
There?s lots I could use!? said Mandi eagerly.
William imagined several ways she could blackmail him, from his needing
to stay at her place until he flew home to getting a ride from her to
the interview. He decided not to push his luck on this. Besides,
something inside him did very much want to prove that these weren?t his
clothes and that he did not have a Minnie Mouse fetish. He decided to
proceed; he would just need to be careful not to expose his erection to
her.
?Fine,? he said, trying to feign indifference.
?Good boy.?
William shuddered at her perky yet condescending tone. There was
something horrifically cute about this young woman that just disarmed
him. It was almost enough to make him want to run away while he could.
But he didn?t. Instead, he grabbed his belt and unbuckled it. A moment
later, his jeans fell to the floor. He simultaneously kicked off his
fashionable sneakers and then stepped out of his pants. This left him
in his white briefs; he turned slightly to show Mandi his rear so she
couldn?t see his erection tenting out the briefs. He then grabbed the
short skirt and unzipped it. He held it out before himself.
?Hold on,? said Mandi.
?What now??
?Take off the underwear, Minnie. You?d never wear those under a skirt
and I?m not having you sabotage this test.?
William burned with embarrassment, but he did as he was told, keeping
his rear to Mandi so she couldn?t see his now-throbbing erection. He
stepped out of his briefs, leaving them on the floor.
Mandi whistled and laughed. ?Nice butt.?
William?s shame became a few degrees hotter.
Mandi then leaned over to one side. ?I see balls,? she sang, as she
looked between his legs.
William?s shame shot off the charts. He tried to ignore it and held out
the skirt again. He couldn?t believe he was again going to put on
women?s clothes. Why did this always seem to happen to him? And why
had no girlfriend ever wanted this but every other woman he?d run into
lately did? He didn?t get it. Either way, he stepped into it and
pulled the skirt up his legs, hoping it stopped at his knees or thighs
and this silly idea ended before it began. It didn?t. He managed to
pull it all the way up to his hips... and then over.
?Crap,? thought William.
It seemed to fit. It seemed to fit well.
?Interesting,? said Mandi.
William shook his head. ?No, it?s, um, too loose.?
Mandi stepped over behind him and zipped it up. The skirt now fit
perfectly. It was snug. It hugged his curves. It hung to just above
his knees and it looked very good on him. In fact, it looked like it
had been tailor made for him. William?s heart sank when he saw this in
the mirror.
?That?s just a coincidence,? stammered William.
?Uh huh,? said Mandi doubtfully.
?It is!? he protested. ?I?ll bet the rest doesn?t fit!?
William frantically stripped off his shirt and grabbed the blouse. He
was sure that wouldn?t fit. After all, women and men just aren?t shaped
the same. Women had breasts. He didn?t. Women had hourglass figures.
He didn?t. There was no way this blouse would fit.
Mandi watched him with an ever-growing smile.
?So this is a boy in a dress?? she thought. She tingled deep inside.
William hurriedly pulled the blouse over his shoulders and started to
button it up. It was a tad bit loose around the chest where the owner?s
breasts would be, but otherwise it too fit like a glove.
?Strike two,? sang Mandi.
William felt his stomach drop. This was not going well. He had one
shot left at this point: the shoes. His feet were bigger than most
women?s feet. Heck, the time he bought his own shoes when he was
younger, he had to buy them from a specialty store! Hopefully, the
owner of these clothes had tiny feet. He grabbed the pumps and tossed
them to the floor. Then he maneuvered his right foot into one of the
pumps and pushed it inside. To his horror, the shoe fit perfectly.
All the color left his face.
?Looks like the shoe fits, Cinderella,? said Mandi with a chuckle. ?And
that would be strike three.?
?It really is a coincidence,? said William in a defeated tone.
?Is this a coincidence too?? asked Mandi and she suddenly grabbed for
his crotch. Before William even knew what was happening, she had
latched her hand onto his erection which pushed out the skirt. She
squeezes it hard through the skirt, causing precum to dribble out into
the skirt. She then let go.
?That? my? you touched?? he sputtered.
An embarrassed William desperately tried to cover his erection with his
hands. It was far too late for that though. All he could do now was
stare at her dumbfounded that these clothes had fit and that she had
grabbed his erection. More precum dribbled into his skirt.
?You grabbed my dick,? he said in disbelief.
?Yep.?
?You just grabbed it!?
Mandi smiled and held out her hand toward his crotch. ?Want me to do it
again??
William actually heard something inside himself scream, ?YES!? but he
knew that wasn?t a good answer. He needed to stop whatever this was
from spinning out of control. He had to get a handle on all of this ?
no pun intended ? before he ended up being used by Mandi like he was by
Sandy. He needed to get back to focusing on his interview and cutting
out all other distractions. He could not afford another distraction
today!
?No.?
Mandi chuckled. ?All right. Well, word of advice: don?t point that
thing at someone unless you intend for them to use it.?
?I?ll try to remember that,? said William sourly. ?Now, if you don?t
mind, I?d like to change back into my own clothes and go rest up. I
need to start thinking about my interview.?
Mandi shrugged her shoulders. ?Ok. Do you know what I find funny
though??
?What??
?You claim this isn?t your suitcase, but you?ve never asked me to take
you back to the airport to see if they have your ?real? suitcase.
Doesn?t that seem a little strange to you??
William bit his lip. This was true. In all the excitement, it hadn?t
occurred to him to do that. He felt like he?d been caught in a lie now,
even though he hadn?t lied at all. He felt foolish. There was no way
she would believe he wasn?t a cross-dresser now. Even worse though, he
realized he couldn?t relax just yet. He needed to go get his suitcase.
Without that, he had no suit for the interview.
?Can you take me back to the airport?? he asked sheepishly.
Mandi snickered. ?Yes, yes, I can... my little cross-dresser.?
William shuddered.
?But there?s one condition,? she added suddenly.
?What?s that??
?You need to go in the clothes you?re wearing right now.?
... to be continued
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