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Feminizing My Husband - Chapter 7 - Office Time Fem
🕑 Added 2020-10-16 07:03:47 +0000 UTCOTHER CHAPTERS | ALL STORY LIST
Saturday they went shopping, and she picked up a few items, in a lingerie store, and had them gift wrapped. It contained two underwire bras, one with push up pads, and five pairs of high rise panties, two garter belt cinchers, and three packages of regular stockings in taupe, suntan, and black. He gushed a bit femininely and thanked her with a long, wet kiss. She wanted him to model and he did so willingly with the hose, garter belt, and the black patent pumps he never saw her buy and managed a nice, feminine, and sexy walk for her appreciation.
The sound is totally a feminine experience. Here, change into this pair of slacks." "They are too long, Karen." "No, they aren’t silly. They are perfect for dress-up wearing pumps. They will just barely cover your instep leaving a sexy amount of shoe exposed. You’ll see. And you’ll find it very sexy as the legs brush across your feet and will be able to see your feet better than if you wore the shirtwaist. Trust me. It’s very sexy wearing dress slacks and spikes."
"I have to use my left hand to pull up the zipper." "Of course. They are girl’s slacks, but I’ll bet you could get away with wearing them to work, if you wanted to and just hiked the waist a bit or wear a higher heel. " The other girls may notice, but the men never will, Karen added." "The ‘other’ girls", he said? "Oh, you know what I mean. You’ve told me they’re already on to you," and she passed it off. "Have you noticed how you are using your hands and how you are moving and talking lately? If I didn’t have old pictures of my Joe, I might not know you. Even your voice is softer and more melodic like mine."
Karen’s clothing pretty much fitted him now and she encouraged him to try on some things from her closet and they found a few skirts, blouses and dresses that worked even though their coloring was different. She showed him about accessories and colors. They decided on an above the knee straight skirt to help further in reining in his stride and a blouse with ruffles at the cuffs and neck. Joe once again looked in the mirror and couldn’t believe his eyes. Karen did as she promised. He was completely made up and dressed as a female with his own hair done in cascading curls with dramatic eyes. Now, he was a girl in mind and body, maybe not all the way yet, but looking promising.
Joe realized that he was very content with the image in the mirror and found himself getting a little excited.
"Yeah, well today Cheryl, the unit secretary, noticed them, and told me that she had a really cute blouse, she’d like to see me in and made me promise to wear. You are simply being accepted as one of the girls. It seems to be perfectly natural under the circumstances." "Well, my boss is a woman too, and what is she going to say?" "Joanne, if she doesn’t know already, I’d be amazed, and as long as your work is good, I’m betting she doesn’t even care. Women talk to one another about everything. You are your own boss, and she hasn’t fired you as a contractor, has she?" "No." "See! I’ll bet you could go in there with a dress and heels on and they wouldn’t even blink."
Having not grown up as a girl slowed things down a bit since it was coming all at once from all directions including a little encouragement from work. The girl did bring in the blouse and he changed into it in the men’s room. Feminine hair, eyebrows, nails, waistline, bust, hips, blouse, slacks, and penny loafers. He was getting pretty close to taking up Karen’s challenge about the suit dress and heels. Joe did get a compliment on his French manicure but gave the credit to Karen. "Joe?" "Yes, Brandy?" "Are you one of those crossdresser people or something? I’m sorry but you’re just so cute lately and I’m sorry if I offend, but you act just like a girl too.
So, do you have a girl's name?" "Joanna." "Oh, I like that." "Please don’t tell the boss Brandy!" "Oh, of course not honey. You’re one of us now."
He was beginning to really love his crossdressing and was still a little worried about it. Now he was being accepted as one of the ‘girls’ at work, sort of dressed as Joe.
