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Mrs. Johnson brought him a pair of pants. But they were Denise's with a back zipper. Fortunately they were of a black wool material that could easily pass for men's wear. Knowing that arguing would not help, he obediently put them on.

The fit was feminine to be sure, and they accentuated his bottom. With the slimmer and nylons they were absolutely streamlined and felt very comfortable. Mrs. Johnson watched as Pat put on the shirt over his lingerie. "This shirt buttons funny. This isn't going to work, this slimmer makes me look like I have breasts. Please let me take it off."

"No Patti, you must wear your proper undies. You made a deal. Nothing but girl's clothes for you this week. It will help remind you every minute your gone that you're in training to become a lady."

Looking in the mirror, he was shocked by what he saw. With the narrow tight-waisted pants and the mounds under his shirt, he looked like a girl in boys clothes. "I can't go out like this"

Mrs. Johnson helped him on with a coat and said, "You'll be alright, hurry back we have work to do around the house."She shoved him out the door.

Immediately it became clear that Pat could no longer take manly strides. With horror he noticed that the slimmer forced him to take smaller steps and he was sure that his tight pants would show every wiggle of his posterior. He felt lucky that he didn't see any friends. He couldn't wait to get back home.

Mrs. Johnson met him at the door. "I see you survived. Come upstairs, I've got a surprise for you."

On the bed were boxes and clothes bags. "I did a little shopping for you honey, that slimmer is too big now. You'll need some real figure training if you're going on dates with men. You might as well get used to them now," Mrs. Johnson said and held up a pink satin slimmer made very much like a corset.

Pat knew better than to resist. He stepped out of his outer clothing, then clad only in panties and hose, he pulled the garment up his legs and after much struggling got it over

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his hips to his waist. He felt as if his waist was gripped all around by steel. He pleaded that it was too tight. Mrs. Johnson helped position the garment pushing every inch of extra flesh up: and almost filling the cups of the attached bra. Mrs. Johnson squeezed his falsies in far enough so they didn't show. His own flesh spilled over the lacy edging.

Then the crotch strap, which took some positioning, was pulled into place on the first snap. Mrs. Johnson wanted it on the second or third but it was just too painful. "It will be a little uncomfortable for a while, but if you wear them night and day, you'll get used to it. And you'll need it with the boys."

Pat stood in front of the mirror turning this way and that. It was funny how much his fanny and hips stood out compared to his small waist. His reflection looked terribly feminine. What if this permanently changed his body? "Mrs. Johnson, my figure seems to have changed a lot in a week, and I wonder..."

"Of course dear," she interrupted, "that's the effect of good figure training. Now we have some chores to do. Put this on first." Mrs. Johnson gave him some sheer black nylons which were smoothed up his legs, then came a bulky rustling petticoat slip. It had elastic at the waist and a bulky lace skirt that tickled his knees. Mrs. Johnson paid special attention to his make up, letting him do it himself but then improving it here and there, Extra care was given to his eyelashes and brows. Using a soft red colored lipstick to make his mouth seductively inviting.

She checked his nails, making him file them and then cover them with a light red polish. "Here's a little gift for you to remember this week, I hope you'll wear it all the time." It was a small unobtrusive gold ring. "It will give your hand that final girlish touch." She slipped the dainty gold friendship ring on his finger. It looked like a ring a college student might give to his best girl.

Mrs. Johnson opened another package, which contained earrings. They were feminine hoops that looked just like pierced earrings. Mrs. Johnson said, "Once I put them on, they will be uncomfortable for a while but don't take them off, even for sleeping."