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ILA

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44 IV FICTION CLASSICS

"Look, John." Bobbi untied the silken cord that held the filmy garment together. The front parted and exposed a matching bra and panty set in yellow bordered with lace a subtle shade of lemon. His breasts swelled slightly above the underwire bra. I gasped a little.

He let the negligee fall to the floor. "Johnny, look at me. Something has been happening for the past few months that it has taken me quite a while to understand. I know that I said that I hated all this frilly stuff at first, but as time has gone on, I've really come to enjoy it."

I was speechless. Here was my old pal, my best buddy looking like he belonged on the pages of a fashion magazine. His nails were quite long now and he had even painted his toenails a light shade of red. His arms and legs were perfectly smooth and his waist had grown quite small with the coaxing of Mary's corset. His figure was as feminine as any girl's I had ever seen. "Let me show you something," Bobbi said, and came over to the bed and sat down. For the first time since I had known him I was really uncomfortable. He then knelt down on the floor and untied my shoes. For some strange reason I did not resist.

"What are you doing, Bob??"

He shushed me quietly and stood me up, quickly unbuttoning my shirt and loosening my belt, unzipping my trousers and letting them fall around my ankles.

He led me into the middle of the room and stood me in front of the mirror. There was Bobbi, looking beautiful, and there I was in my shorts and socks.

It was as though I was in a dream. Bobbi went to Dot's dresser and returned with a pink bra and panty set. "Put these on, Johnny.. Come on. . .Please?"

He turned his back and I dropped my shorts, took off my socks and put the frilly bra and panties on. The cups of the bra just hung there. I didn't have anything to fill them up. The panties bulged a little and I could feel my heart beating very fast.

Next, Bobbi brought out a pretty blue sweater Dot had worn to the cast party, a matching straight skirt

with wide belt, sheer to the waist pantihose, and a pair of high heeled pumps. He went to the bathroom as I pulled on the pantihose and returned with a roll of toilet paper which he unrolled and stuffed into the bra. My "breasts" were looking quite feminine now.

I stepped into the skirt and he zipped it up the back for me. It was a little tight in the waist, but he was able to get the button at the top into the buttonhole with only a little difficulty. I pulled the sweater over my head and stepped into the heels. Bobbi then brought out a cashmere tam and when I brought it over my ears and looked into the mirror I was amazed.

"We're not finished yet, wait right here."

Bobbi went the dresser and returned with a lipstick and some eye makeup. He turned me away from the mirror and deftly applied the cosmetics. It smelled like Dot's side of the bathroom and felt a little funny, but I was now curious to see what the result would be. The shoes were a little tight and I had a bit of a time keeping my balance, but after a few minutes the discomfort seemed to disappear.

"Close your eyes, Johnny, dear."

I did so and wondered just what the heck was going on here. I was the most masculine person I knew, and here I was standing in my bedroom dressed from head to toe in women's clothing!

"Turn around, Johnny. Take a peek."

I turned back to the mirror and opened my eyes. There stood two young women. One was really beautiful, with long blonde hair and curvacious body. The other was a little awkward looking. Out of proportion for sure, but pretty in a way. We looked almost like sisters.

Bobbi walked a few steps away and sat on the bed. I was mesmerized by my reflection. I stood there: transfixed.

"Johnny, I just wanted you to know what I've been going through for the past several months. Are you uncomfortable?"

Bobbi's voice seemed to be coming from far away. It took me a minute to respond.