RANSVESTIA

"I hate to brag, but you have done amazingly well. So well, in fact, that we are going to go somewhere as two girls!"

"Not right now," I protested. "I want to get more used to girl's clothing first."

She laughed and said: "All right!" Her eyes gleamed and she continued. "Let's go for a boatride and a swim. Are you game?"

"With both of us as girls?" I wondered if she could mask my maleness under sportswear and swimming attire. "Could I pass as a girl in shorts and a bathing suit?"

"I think we can manage, if we use some thought and padding."

By the time her "thought" had been applied, I agreed also. My male- ness was held very tightly up and between my legs by a very tight rubber swim brief commonly worn under swim attire. One of the feminine napkins was further cover and then another rubber brief held this in place.

My "bottom" didn't look masculine at all then, and this was especially true when I pulled on the flowered bathing suit which had a skirt at the bottom. At the top my "breasts" were flesh colored pads that were taped to my chest tightly with adjesive tape. The cleavage effect was helped by the cleverness of her taping.

A matching bathing cap was pulled on over the short "curly" wig with which she had replaced the longer one. Some comfortable "flats" completed my swim wardrobe and she had me look at it as she placed some other things on the bed. "No one could tell you from another girl like that, Jennifer," she said. I agreed . . .and walked boldly across to where she was standing by the bed. "I do like this, Debby . . . I can't explain the thrill that it gives me to put on these things and be seen by you."

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I think that this will occupy a portion of our time even after we are married. I like it too.”

We embraced a few times and exchanged some love words. “Now Jenni- fer," she advised, "remove your bathing suit and let's try some sports- wear on."

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