1. Going Down


    Date: 8/16/2016, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: thatfemininUrge, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    reassuring impulsive cockiness. “Lots is good for Mandy.” “Hey! What do you plan on wearing?” “Not sure yet. I guess it depends on where and what we are going to do.” “Well you’re going to need knee pads.” “Hahahaha.” “I was thinking that after we meet that we could go to this flea market up the line. It is huge and we both like to do that. However before we go you know what the first thing you’re going to do is, right?” “I have a pretty good idea.” “Before we do anything, the first thing you’re going do is be on your knees with an open mouth. Got that.” “As in the very first thing.” “The very first thing, and that is non-negotiable.” How sly of him. He used my words, non-negotiable when we first met. “Ok, Ok. The first thing I do when we meet is get on my knees.” It seemed innocent enough when I agreed to that, but what I did not realize at the time was that it literally would be the first thing I would do when we met. “So any ideas as to what you would wear?” “Uhm, I don’t know. Anything special on your end.” “For me I would like a tight short skirt and maybe a tank top, and no bra.” “No bra?” “Yea. No bra. I like that no bra look. I like it when other guys see your boob bouncing.” “I can do the no bra thing, if you like, but I can’t do the tank top. Plus it will be too cold out.” “I know, your right about the tank top. He paused, “but you can go braless? “Yes, I can go braless. I can wear a skirt, and, and a tight sweater. It will be nice especially with no bra, my boob ...
    will jiggle nice in the sweater.” “Ok, yea I like that.” He finally seemed excited and not mad at me for not being able to meet him sooner. “Oh, I just purchased a new wig, so I can be blonde or brunette.” “I like the blonde look.” That was the synopsis of the major points of interest during our conversations. I had two weeks, so I went to my favorite out away thrift store to do some shopping. I found a sweater that was nice for the weather. It would be tight and I found a nice skirt. There are times that I prefer wearing a skirt, or dress more than pants because it is much easier for me to void when nature calls. Squatting like a woman is much easier to do when dressed and tucked. One week and three days went by, and I was not obtaining the need to be feminine. However, with a few days till we met, I still hoped that the rushing surge to be girly and feminine would consume me like a shroud. But so far it, it was not hitting me. When I woke, I went right to work on my transformation without much enthusiasm. Like always, I first shaved very close two times. I then cooled my face in ice water and applied my astringent to tighten my pores. I then applied two coats of moisturizer, a coat of concealer and applied two coats of make-up. While waiting for the concealer and make-up to set, I would pad and cinch my body. I then lined my eyes and applied three coats my mascara. When I looked in the mirror, suddenly I could feel that girly desire begin to surge within me. I smiled because ...