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A New Chapter

Date: 10/26/2015, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: thatfemininUrge, Rating: , Source: LushStories

feminine, girly and as hot as I could. I strutted out of the bathroom wearing my bra and panties and headed for the bedroom to dress. Nick was buttoning his shirt when I walked in. He was being playful as I walked by him to get my jeans. He slapped my ass while was bending to put my left leg in them. “Ouch,” I cooed. I put my jeans on. They were probably a size if not two sizes to tight, but I willed into them and pulled them up snug. I put on a pastel blue tight t-shirt that had the words ‘my eyes’ and an arrow that pointed up to them. I then pushed my feet into my black boots. I ran my fingers over my mound. I then looked at myself in the mirror. My pants were tight. Too tight, but I knew that I could endure them. When I looked in the mirror, I could see how my jeans split the slit of my pussy as my pussy lips puffed out through the denim. Any doubt in me of having passed as a woman seemed to dissolve like sugar in boiling water. That simple revelation of having camel toe fostered a new level of femininity and my want and desire to be a woman. I kicked my hips out as I looked at myself in the mirror. A smile reflected back at me. We drove to the pub. I was feeling extremely feminine. I was a silhouette of womanhood. I had big breasts that jiggled seductively as I walked into the bar, and the sensuous enticement of my pussy lips that puffed through a pair of tight jeans certainly contributed to my mental state of mind. Knowing that, caused me to become more girly. I ... lavished in the attention as soon as I walked into the pub. Male eyes fluttered at my heaving breasts to the treasure that glistened inside my tight jeans. It all added to my desire to be the most girly girl I have ever felt and wanted to be. Nick, also seemed to relish in it. The bar was packed. We walked up to the bar. Bloated woman hissed as I sashayed up to the bar while men ogled me. I was in heaven. I sat on the stool, while Nick stood beside me. There were no problems. I do know that I had easily passed. I knew this when I would go to the ladies room. I received the usual elbow tit, which was confirmation and a compliment considering who/what I was. “Oops, hey sorry about that.” “That is ok. I have two,” I chided with humor as their arms brushed against my ample bosom. That would garnish a laugh from the guy. I was stopped, my elbow grabbed, to see if I wanted to do shots. I remember three guys insisting that I have a shot with them. They poured three shots as I looked over at Nick who had an ear to ear grin. I knew why. One, I had pulled it off better than we thought. Two, he knew I liked the attention. Three, he mused at the fact that what he knew, no one else did. Four, I, in a way I sensed that I was his trophy, and that made my inhibitions diminish and dissolve like a sliver of ice on the sands of the Sahara. Once back with Nick, I would lean into him. “You’re liking the attention.” “Yea. How could I not?” “There is not a guy here who does not see you was a woman.” “You ...