"Let's take care of that first then. Please give me all your clothes and take off the ones that you are wearing, You can slip this robe on when you are finished undressing."

I went into the bathroom of the lovely room that I was shown to and quickly stripped off all my clothes, slipping into the pink housecoat that I had been given, and putting on the matching mules, I returned to the sitting room. She beckoned me to follow her, and carrying all my clothes we proceeded down the hall to the laundry room. There on the wall was the incinerator door.

"Well, are you ready to give up all the trappings of your masculinity?”

"Yes." I replied

"Then toss your clothes into the fire, and start."

I picked up the bundle and without a moment of hesitation, off they went into the fire. All that was left was the robe I was wearing.

"Well, there isn't much doubt what you have to wear now, is there?” she said.

"No. I guess I have just made the biggest commitment of my life!"

"I'm sure that you won't be sorry about it, I can't see how anyone would want to be a man, anyway. There is a lovely future for you here and I'm sure that we'll become great friends. Now come, we have much work to do on you, just to get you started."

The rest of the morning and most of the afternoon was used to start my new life. Mrs. Emanon had already stocked my closets with all sorts of underthings, skirts, dresses, blouses and sweaters. After she had shown them to me, I was instructed to take a bath with bubble bath and to shave my entire body. I took my time, and made sure that I was shaved as closely as possible, all over. I stepped out of the tub and smoothed powder over my new soft legs, arms and chest. Then, slipping into the robe, I returned to the bedroom. The first thing I was instructed to put on, was a rather tight flesh-colored girdle. After struggling into it, I noticed how it completely covered me, looking realistically like real skin and covering and hiding any masculine bulges. Matching light blue panties and bra followed, with soft realistic falsies. Soft

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