RANSVESTIA

had card club on Friday evenings. Pat and Ruth went to Ruth's room and a few minutes later Pat called me in. As I entered I saw a complete outfit laid out on Ruth's bed. Pink panty girdle, bra, slip, nylons, black low heel shoes and a beautiful pink dress with lace and dainty bows on it. I looked at Pat and Ruth who were both smiling at me. Pat explained that she knew I had been dressing in her clothes for quite some time and that she and Ruth had discussed it and decided they would like a new girl friend. How red I became! I feebly argued that it was not true, but after I overcame my initial embarrassment I admitted the truth.

Excitement overcame embarrassment. Ruth ran a bath for me and with her razor I shaved my legs and under my arms. No hair had devel- oped on my chest as of then. I donned Ruth's robe and began dressing. First on with the pink panty girdle, carefully placing my privates. Next I slipped on the nylons and couldn't believe how much different the lack of hair on my legs made. My legs were indeed as lovely as Pat's or Ruth's as I did not have any bulging muscles. I then put on the lacy pink bra and of course added some old nylons of Ruth's as padding. Next came the pink slip and then I put the robe and slippers back on. Pat made my face up as Ruth attached false fingernails and painted them a light pink. A liberal amount of "Tigress" perfume was added and I thought I would float way. Ruth then placed her long blonde wig on me. It was shoulder length and felt heavenly to have the tresses laying on my shoulders. Off with the robe and Pam stepped into the dress and slipped on the shoes. As Pat zippered me up I turned to the mirror and gasped. Pam was indeed lovely if not beautiful. I couldn't believe it. I slipped on a pearl ring, earrings, necklace, gold watch with black felt band, and a gold charm bracelet. We looked in amazement at our creation.

Ruth gave me her white car coat and with very little coaxing, Pam left with the girls for the football game. I went as Pat's cousin, and it was sheer ecstasy. There I was among the girls, looking as beautiful as any. I shrieked when they shrieked and smiled back at the shy boys when they smiled at me. Afterwards we went to the dance at St. Mary's. It seemed everyone went to that dance after the game. After I had turned down several offers to dance, Pat and Ruth took me into a quiet corner and chastised me. They reminded me that for all intents and purpose Pam was truly a girl and to act like one. I agreed and soon was dancing every dance. How strange and yet so wonderful it felt to have a husky young man ask me to dance. His hand lightly resting on the back of my bra, my “breasts" lightly touching him, the scent of his after-shave lotion, all seemed so exciting to Pam. How wonderful it felt to see the boys. become shy and nervous when asking me to dance or trying to make

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