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A Change of Lifestyle
Part 5
By Sandy Paris
I would like to thank all of those who have read this story so far and I
am pleased that many of you appear to have enjoyed it. Many thanks to
those who have submitted reviews, most are complimentary, some are
suggesting that the story head in a particular direction, others have
criticisms' but they are constructive and so will be useful for me in
the future. I have read many, many stories on fictionmania (and other
sites) and enjoyed them. It moved me to write something and make a
contribution. There are many parts to come, which are already written,
I hope will keep you entertained but I remind you, I wrote this for
myself and if you also enjoy it - great!
Continuing story about the changes in lifestyle that Chris was
experimenting with, helped and encouraged by his wife.
Chapter 17 - The new dress
I finished sharp that Friday and made my way home. I soaked in the tub
and after drying painted my toenails using the purple nail polish that
had been left for me. I pondered what was going to happen later as I
let it dry. Then I pulled on a robe and went to start dinner
preparations.
I had purchased a new ring for the ankle chain and fastened it round my
ankle. The ring replaced the broken clasp and I had to fix it with a
pair of pliers. I had decided that it would remain on, that I would not
remove it. It was symbolic of how I felt I suppose, and no one was
going to see it.
An hour later Victoria arrived. She looked as if she had had a tough
day. I handed her a glass of cold white wine. "Thank you darling just
what I needed to start with. I need a shower and clean clothes. See
you in the bedroom in 30 minutes."
I sat at the dressing table in our bedroom and waited. Victoria came
out of the bathroom looking stunning in a red silk nightdress with a
matching robe over it. Her hair was pulled back into a bun, she wore
very dramatic makeup - and quite a bit of it. I noticed a pair of red
hose, stockings or tights I didn't know which, and a pair of patent red
heels.
She said nothing but handed me a white camisole and pants set and a pair
of beige, 15 denier, glossy tights. I pulled them on.
I sat down again and she applied false nails and painted them several
coats of the purple polish. In between coats drying she did my makeup.
There was plenty of it but it was subtle and the long lashes were back.
She used the blonde wig from the first outfit and tied it off of my face
with a purple hair band. She changed my earrings for a pair of very
long ones with purple stone at the end and said, "I forgot about this."
She handed me a navel chain that matched the earrings. I inserted it.
"Nearly ready, just the dress and shoes. Now, this is different and I
think it may shock you a little."
She was right......
The shoes were the white sling backs that I had bought for the blue
outfit and I slipped them on, then Victoria pulled the dress from her
wardrobe. My mouth fell open, I have never seen anything quite so
outrageous, so feminine, so girly. I never uttered a word as she helped
me into it and zipped it up at the back. It took a bit of effort as the
dress seemed to be a shade tight but once it was on I stared into the
full length mirror.
It was a shock, she was correct. It was girly, very girly but not
really sissy except I was a guy so maybe it was sissy, who knows, I
wasn't really caring. This was an impractical dress but I realised that
I loved the look. "Wow" was all I could say.
"Chris... sorry Missy, it is amazing, I love it and I think that you do
as well."
"Yes I do." I stared at my reflection but I had nothing else to say.
"I see that you have the ankle chain on, did you get a jeweller to fix
it?"
"No I did it myself."
"Where did you get a clasp?"
"I didn't. I got a new jumper ring and fixed it," I stated still
staring at myself.
"How will you get it off them?"
"A sharp tug will break a link or a pair of pliers to undo the ring."
"But that's a bit of a hassle isn't it. I could get it repaired for
you."
"No thank you. It won't be a hassle because I'm not going to take it
off. If something crops up that means if has to come off, it is will be
easy enough to open the link."
"You are going to wear an ankle chain that says 'Sissy' permanently?"
she queried.
"Yes I am."
"Wow," was her only comment before she left the room. I found her in
the lounge sipping a glass of wine. My glass was on the coffee table.
Nothing much was said about the outfit during the evening. I kept
checking the mirror, Victoria kept staring. The sex was as good as it
has ever been and went on long into the night.
Chapter 18 - The next day
The following morning Victoria was up sharp and delivered me a cup of
tea as she kissed me awake.
"Darling, I need to go out for a couple of hours. Why don't you chill
out, have a shower, do your make up and slip on your underwear and a
robe until I get back. There is some laundry to keep you busy."
Three hours later Victoria came home with some bags, the shops had been
visited. "Hi darling, finish what you're doing and join me upstairs."
Ten minutes later, the dishes were put away, the laundry folded and I
headed to our bedroom.
"Yesterday I noticed that the dress was just a little tight and because
of the bodice being stiff it didn't look quite right so I have bought a
couple of things to help. Please be patient, don't panic and you'll
see."
With that she moved towards me with a long bra, actually it was a waist
cincher type garment with lots of fasteners at the back like a bra. I
know that I felt faint but she wrapped it around my torso and fastened
it. It pulled me in, it made my breathing shallower. Bloody hell I was
wearing a bra! She had me step into the dress and it fastened so much
easier and I could not deny that it enhanced my shape. Wait, I was a
guy, enhanced my shape? Well it did.
Then she handed me a pair of new shoes, these were beige peep toe court
shoes with a 4 inch heel. I stepped into them. Instantly I was aware
of the height difference but in the mirror I also noticed two other
things, they matched the colour of my tights exactly and made my legs
look astonishingly shapely and long, actually sexy.
"Oh my goodness."
"You like?" Victoria asked.
"Yes I do. A bra is a bit scary though."
"It's not actually a bra."
"It has cups," I retorted.
"Yes it does. But it gives a better shape, although there is one more
thing that I could do if you were feeling brave."
"What? What else could you do?"
"Close your eyes." I did so but now I was starting to tremble.
Victoria unfastened the top of the dress and coming in front of me
slipped something into each of the corsets or bras cups, I was confused
about what it was called but that was because I knew that she had just
added breasts! She rearranged and fastened the dress again.
"Keep your eyes closed," as she fussed about and lead me to the mirror.
"Now you can look."
I looked, I saw, I nearly swooned. My god that was astonishing, my
shape had changed a fairly small amount but the difference was immense.
It, I looked so good, I felt right, I felt like a girl. I loved it.
"They are called breast fillets, women use them to give themselves an
extra lift. I was scared to try them on you but now that you are
dressed they make a huge difference. What do you think?"
"I don't know. They make a huge difference. It looks, I look
incredible. But a bra and breasts?"
"It's just you and me. It's between us. We love each other. Tell me
that you don't like it or are uncomfortable and I'll remove whatever you
want."
"I don't want you to remove anything. I love it but I cannot help
feeling that a line has been crossed. I don't know what that is yet but
maybe I just need time to adjust."
"I love you." She gave me a small kiss in the cheek as she left the
room. I stood in front of the mirror.
I stood and stepped in front of the full length mirror. There was the
image of a young lady in very feminine clothing, beautifully made up,
hair done nicely. Smart, fanciful, shoes with a heel that emphasised
the shape and length of the legs to which they were joined at trim
ankles. Long bare arms with a bracelet and long talons at the end of
the fingers. The waist was slim and emphasised the bust, all in all a
very shapely lady. It was me! It was hard to believe that the person
in front of me was me, a guy. Since this started I had believed that a
man in female clothing was odd, perhaps wrong, not mainstream but I had
enjoyed the feel and the sexiness. Here I looked again and realised
that all of those feelings were incorrect, there was nothing wrong with
this image, it was right, it was comfortable. It was me and I loved it.
I turned around and realised that Victoria was not there. She had left
the room. I made my way to the lounge where she was seated sipping
wine. She gestured to the glass for me on the coffee table and I took a
sip and stood before her.
"Finished admiring yourself have you?" she queried.
"Yes. It was a bit of a shock."
"Why was that?"
"Well the outfit is beautiful. It seems 'right' somehow," I replied.
"Despite the tight long bra and the breasts?"
"Yes. Somehow it looks and feels right. The clothes, the outfits
before have felt good but this is different, this feels as if it is
right. Not making myself that clear I know."
"Actually I do understand. Until now it has been playtime, a fantasy.
This looks as if it is really you."
I realised that Victoria was correct. This was me although I did not
know what was ahead and I doubt if she did either. Clearly I was still
a man in a dress but I did not feel too much like a sissy. I felt as if
I had matured and tried to explain it to her.
"I think that you are right and we may need to talk over the weekend but
for now let's have some wine and relax. What do you think of the
shoes?"
"They are really nice and match the outfit. Stylish and comfortable," I
replied.
"They matched and are cute. I know that you like the high heels. Why
is that?" she queried.
"I love the way they emphasise my legs. But you are constantly aware of
the higher heels. That is not right - I am constantly aware of the
hosiery, the clothes, the swish of a skirt, the feel of the make-up.
But you can forget, briefly, that you are wearing them. With the higher
heels you cannot forget that you have them on, you are always aware of
the position of your foot and leg even when sitting down, and you have
to think before you start to move. The ones that I had were low enough
that now I didn't have to think about it. It came naturally but these
will take some practice but I'm sure they will be fine."
"Wow. Perhaps we need to try something a bit more extreme."
"Yes. That would be good to try but most of the higher heels either
have platforms as well, which look clumsy, or they are really fetish
wear."
"I will see what I can find and you should look too."
The rest of that afternoon we did things in the house, then cooked a
dinner, watched some TV and went to bed early. As ever the sex was
great.
The following morning I was just coming out of the shower when Victoria
came back into the bedroom. "What would you like to wear today,
yesterdays outfit or something else?" she asked.
I was tempted to go with the same outfit but it had been worn for two
days and looking worse for wear. Victoria spotted my dilemma. "I have
an idea. It involves your first outfit."
I blanched "The sissy dress?"
"You call it that if you wish. But, yes that dress. I'll pick the
clothes and do your makeup a little different."
"Okay," was my nervous reply.
Victoria produced the waist cincher and fastened it on. It felt tight
again but somehow comforting. She added some garter straps and then
some nude glossy stockings and the pick lacy panties. She asked me to
step into the new shoes that matched the hosiery and then pulled the
dress on. It was too short with the stockings and I started to protest
but she just shushed me. I said nothing. The breast fillets were
added.
"Sit at the vanity, face away from the mirror and I will do your make up
but it will be a different look."
She added some earrings that I had not seen before, a string of gold
hoops that I could feel touching my shoulders. In the brief glance that
I had at them they looked a bit slutty. She then did my makeup. Heavy
foundation, rouge, long false lashes, several coats of mascara, a lot of
eye shadow and very red lipstick. I could feel the makeup, thick on my
face. It would hard to not be aware of it.
Victoria added the blond wig but styled it a little more. Eventually
she allowed me to stand and look in the mirror. Wow, I was wearing the
sissy dress but looked like a slut, a very cheap slut. I felt
embarrassed and started to redden, and then I looked again. Yes I
looked slutty but somehow the feeling of the outfit, the cinched waist
the breasts the heel height, the feel of the makeup felt good.
Victoria surprised me, I had almost forgotten that she was there. "I'm
going to get a coffee. Take a good long look, think about the look and
then come and talk to me."
Twenty minutes later I joined her. "Well?" was her only word.
"I'm conflicted. I like the feel of what I'm wearing, including the
heavy makeup. I'm not keen on the tops of the stockings being visible
and I look slutty. It feels good but it's not my look."
"I love it. It looks sexy but you are correct it's not you but I had to
find out. Interesting that you have not commented on the height of the
heels, the tightness of the cincher or the breast fillets."
"I love the heels and the extra height. The constriction feels okay and
together with the fillets it creates a great figure."
"So you like having tits then? Perhaps we should get some bigger ones,
or maybe even real ones," she asked.
I nearly fainted. "Real ones?"
"I was joking, at least about the real ones. Bigger breast forms."
Victoria was thoughtful and then asked, "Can you tell me why what you
are wearing feels okay when a couple of months ago it was humiliating?"
I thought about that for a few moments. "You clearly had an image in
mind when I dressed fully for the first time and that was 'a sissy.' I
found that humiliating even though you explained and were kind. Think
about it now though - I wear women's underwear and hosiery every single
day, I have no hair on my body, I don't know how long it is since I
last went for any length of time without my toe nails polished. My ears
are pierced and I frequently dress entirely in women's clothes, sissy
clothes really, and I wear an ankle chain that says 'sissy' and which I
fastened on myself. No guy does this to himself, but a sissy would. I
accept that is what I am - a sissy and I like it although I don't want
anyone else to share this secret."
Victoria looked stunned. "Wow, I see. But Jess knows and has seen
photos and I'm sure that Julie probably has some idea."
"Have you told her?"
"No, I have not but she knows something is going on, remember she knows
that you have been wearing hosiery. I promised that I wouldn't tell and
I will keep my promises but one day someone will find out and it may be
best, if we continue, for you and I to control that."
I didn't know what to say but it was certainly something to think about.
"I have some office work that I need to do this afternoon but I have
something that I want you to do. I want you to read some more stuff on
Fictionmania so that we can talk about some of the things in the
stories. We are busy next weekend, but the following weekend we can
spend together, so I want you to look for an outfit. Everything has to
be new; clothes, underwear, jewellery, shoes, wig and makeup -
everything, and you have to select it and buy it. It should be dressy,
the sort of thing that you would wear if you were getting glammed up.
Not sissy. I want to see what you select."
There was nothing that I could say in reply so I spent the afternoon
shopping, browsing and reading. I placed orders for a dress, new wig,
shoes, underwear and hosiery. I decided that I would have a look for
makeup and jewellery during my lunch breaks over the next few days.
Victoria finished her work and helped me with preparing an early dinner.
Over a glass of wine she asked "Well have you selected an outfit or made
any decisions yet?"
"Yes I have, but that is the last thing I am going to say until I have
everything and we are ready to go."
No more was said. We had an early night and great sex.
Chapter 19 - Interesting preparation week
The next week continued with me dressing in underwear daily and some
evenings practising in heels.
One lunch time I spent some time looking at makeup in a department store
and the assistant offered to help me with my colours. It was
humiliating but she was great and I managed to get the correct things,
even though I spent a small fortune.
Later that same afternoon, Jess stopped in for a coffee at her break and
she saw one of the bags. I saw her looking but she didn't say anything.
That morning I had put on opaque tights and I noticed Jess looking at my
ankle. She could hold back no longer.
"Chris, I'm sorry but I have two things to ask you and I will respect
that you may not wish to answer. Before my first question I promise
that I will never discuss anything that we talk about with anyone else,
including Victoria."
I realised that this was going to be difficult but she was going to ask
anyway. "Firstly I may decide not to answer, that depends on the
questions but whatever happens I will tell Victoria about our
conversation whatever you ask and I would appreciate if you would keep
your observations and my answers to yourself."
She took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I have two questions but the
answers may lead to more questions." She stopped and I could see her
thinking before she carried on. "I assume that you are still 'dressing'
and wearing ladies underwear?"
I hesitated a moment but she interrupted: "Actually, you are wearing 40
denier tights or stockings so I know the answer to that. Are you
wearing an ankle chain and what's in the bags from the department store
that are not very well hidden near your desk?"
"Wow. Please promise again that you will not discuss this, but seeing
as you know some of this I will answer and I hate to lie."
"Okay I swear."
"Yes I am wearing an ankle chain and I assume that you saw it through
the tights."
"Yes I caught a glimpse of something shiny when the sun caught it just
now."
"When we first started this Victoria gave me an ankle chain that said
'Sissy.' I hated it at first but became to realise that a man in
women's clothes could well be described as a sissy so I wore it when I
dressed. Then I caught the catch and it broke. I decided to repair the
catch so that I could wear it and because of things that we have done I
kind of recognised that it was right so instead of a new catch I
inserted a new jumper ring. I wear it all the time."
Jess just started at me. "Oh Chris, you are remarkable. That is lovely
and you must be so secure to do that."
"It all makes me nervous but it is not something that we are going to
stop in the near future."
"Do you still have the navel chain and wear it?"
"I have three, I think, and I don't remember the last time that I was
not wearing one of them except when I was swapping them over."
"Oh, wow."
"As for the bags.... Victoria asked me to choose and purchase a new
outfit, everything. I got most of it mail order but makeup is a little
trickier. I plucked up courage and went to the store at lunch time and
the assistant guessed most of the story and helped me out. She helped
me get the correct colours for my skin tones."
Jess sat there gawping with her mouth open. Then she got up came over
threw her arms around my neck and gave me a big hug. "Oh Chris, you
brave wonderful man. I don't know what to say. I'd better get back to
work." She closed my office door and seconds later poked her head round
it. "Next time you need to go shopping, please ask me and I'll help.
You might find it a bit easier."
Later that evening, over a glass of wine, I told Victoria what had
happened with Jess. "Really, that is amazing. I think that she is
right, her helping you would make it easier if you are comfortable with
that. I will have a word with her next time I'm getting my hair cut.
Just realise this though. At some point she is going to want to meet
Melissa and you will not be in a position to deny her so you had better
think about how to control that."
Well that gave me something to think about.
Chapter 20 - My new outfit
I headed home from the office just after lunch time. I made sure that
everything that I needed was ready and had bubble bath.
The first job was to apply red polish to my toe nails. Apply false
finger nails and paint them in a couple of coats of bright red polish.
I had a new navel chain which was simple and had a pale yellow stone. I
had chosen this because of what was to go over it.
The first item of clothing was a white basque, a proper foundation
garment this time that when fastened pulled my waist in, exaggerated my
hips and pulled spare flesh on my chest upwards. Okay it did not
provide breasts but that was rectified with a pair of breast forms that
I had ordered. When they were inserted in the cups they looked huge and
something that was going to attract attention. They had been supplied
with adhesive and a release agent but I thought that not necessary at
this time. Next came a pair of nude seamed nylon stockings. They had a
heel and a seam and I spent quite a few minutes getting them straight
and making sure that the ankle chain was in the right place. Over that
I pulled on a pair of full cut panties with lace trim that matched the
basque.
I sat at the vanity to apply my makeup. I started with a foundation
that I had purchased that interesting lunchtime at a department store.
I thought back to the brave step of asking the assistant to help me
select a good tone to match my skin. She had initially looked surprised
but got on with the job and was a great help but I am sure that she
wanted to ask many more questions.
I struggled with a pair of false lashes but managed to get them in place
then added mascara, eyeliner and shadow in a neutral beige shade with a
pale yellow on the lids. A little blusher, and a red lipstick to match
the nails. All in all I was very happy when I had finished. Victoria
would have made a better job in half the time but I took a real pride in
managing it myself.
I added earrings, a bracelet and a new fashion watch - ladies of course.
I stepped into my new shoes. These were a bit crazy because they were
red with small white polka dots, peep toes with a fabric rose at the
toe, an ankle strap and 4 inch heels. They were a kind of 1950's style.
The red was the same shade as the nails and the lipstick.
Next was the wig. I had purchased a new wig and dark red. It was quite
long and I had spent a long time two nights ago when Victoria had a late
meeting styling it with a flick and a roll in a 1950's style that I had
seen in an episode of Mad Men. There was lots of hairspray involved but
it went on without any difficulty and requiring minimal adjustment.
The final item was the dress.
Again it was a 1950's style. It was yellow with white polka dots. It
had a scoop neckline and was sleeveless (the main thing that I was
nervous about). It had a fitted waist and a very full skirt that flared
out from below the waist and there was a mesh overskirt. It had several
layers of underskirt built it so it flared and stood away from the legs.
It was knee length and quite modest but it was a look that I just
adored.
I stepped into it and managed to fasten the zipper. It fitted me very
well and when I stepped in front of the mirror for the first time in the
complete outfit I nearly fainted. Yes, this was the look that I had
wanted, it was feminine but more mature and far from sissy but very
girly. The breast forms were the right size and really helped the look.
To think that a few weeks ago a bra and breast fillets had seemed like
too far, these were not going to be unnoticed.
Victoria knew that I would be dressed when she arrived home but had no
idea what I would be wearing. In addition to the outfit for myself I
had also ordered a new night dress and robe, bedroom slippers and new
underwear. They were very fancy and I had laid them out on our bed.
I had prepared a light supper and chilled some wine. I had about 30
minutes to kill and decided to have a glass of wine whilst waiting. I
also took a couple of selfies I was so pleased with the look.
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