RANSVESTIA
a thrill like this. It feels good!" I couldn't for my very life explain my feelings or reasons.
"I'm glad you are accepting it that way. I was afraid that it would spoil our being together, for you to have to wear a dress."
"At first I thought it would, Deborah. I never have put on any feminine attire before. At least not that I remember. I am so surprised. Men's clothing is so different from these pretty things."
Taking me by the hand she led me into the bathroom and indicated that I should sit on the commode seat. As I complied, she got a washrag, wet it thoroughly, soaped it and then came over ro me. Pushing the skirts of the dress and slip up, she rolled the legs of the girdle high up on my thighs. I was puzzled about this until she soaped my left leg and began shaving
it.
“You cannot have any hair on your legs as a girl, darling,” she said. "There would be no deception if you had hairy legs."
I kept silent at this, and watched as my hairy leg was transformed into a very feminine looking one. Fascinated, I said nothing an observed the same magic performed on my right leg. Now as I stood and the clothing was rearranged once again, I appreciated the effect the shaving had.
"Let's go finish the job," she said excitedly. "I can't wait now until you are fully transformed into Jennifer." We went back into the bedroom and I was seated at her vanity. Quickly now, her deft hands performed more magic. My face literally changed from that of a seventeen year old boy to that of a young teenaged girl. The make-up was applied to my eyes, cheeks, lips and neck. Then jewelry was attached to ears, neck, wrists and fingers.
Deborah could wait no longer. "Oh darling. you are so pretty with your face made up. Let me get the wig on your head, then we'll put your hose on, and some pretty shoes."
Breathlessly I waited until the wig was firmly placed on my head and touched up. Pretty hose of a dark shade were slipped up my smooth legs and attached to the girdle. “Step in these pretty flowered pumps,” she said. "Just be careful that you don't fall.”
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