RANSVESTIA

She replied only, "Before I can give you any attention, will you help fasten my bra? It is a new one and the hooks must be bent." With his strong fingers he soon adjusted the hooks and completed the fasten- ing. His mother then called Alan's attention to the fact that they were both wearing identical pantyhose, of which he was already well aware. She then remarked to his delightful surprise, "Well we might as well continue to improve on the resemblance. Will you hand me another bra from the top drawer, the same as the one I have on for I bought two of them, also two pairs of rolled up stockings?" This Alan did, though not fully realizing what his mother had in mind, but this she soon made clear. Placing herself in back of Alan she quickly slipped the bra over his arms and fastened it in back, at the same time stuffing a pair of rolled stockings in each cup to provide the fullness he lacked. His mother continued, "Now, Alan, will you hand me two pair of matched panties from the bottom drawer. While it is unnecessary to wear panties with pantyhose, I actually feel better dressed with them on as well, and so will you."

The panties were of white nylon liberally edged with lace and as he pulled them on he experienced still another vicarious thrill on this most unusual of days. After they jointly stood before the full-length mirror to admire and enjoy the experience of seeing each other in their now identical attire, Mrs. Wright gave her son a yellow linen dress to wear that fitted him perfectly and reached to just above his knees. His outfit was completed by a pair of matching yellow straw sandals, with built-up cork heels two and a half inches high. His mother finished her dressing by slipping on a white cotton blouse and a pair of black slacks and pumps. Before returning downstairs, Mrs. Wright applied a touch of lipstick to both her own and her son's lips.

Alan had some difficulty mastering the stairs with the unfamiliar high heels, but he made it without falling, and after a little practice soon became accustomed to the added height. Although only an hour had passed since the arrival of the postman with the fated package, Alan felt that his whole life had changed in the short interval, as in all likelihood it had. He felt somehow strange, and yet thrilled, but most of all very conscious of the soft feminine clothes in which he was now so completely attired. He admitted this feeling to his mother, who said she was glad he was so happy, and suggested that he continue to stay dressed the rest of the day with occasional changes in his costume from time to time to add to his enjoyment. All of which was music to Alan's ears as he had already become enamored of his new way of dressing.

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