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“I should go back to my place and get my clothes and stuff, if I’m going to stay with you.” “Personal effects, perhaps, but NO clothes. You will be dressing like a woman for the foreseeable future. Don’t tempt yourself with male clothes. You can’t wear them anyhow.” “That kind of anime assumes I get the job.” “You’re going into apply for the job Monday. If you flop, there’s still time to get a few clothes before you hit the streets.” “If I don’t get the job, you’ll throw me out?” “You’ll get the job if you really want it. And you’ll dress as a woman at all times if you live with me.” “I stay with you, and I live by your rules.” “Exactly.” Stephanie was very stern as she laid down the law with me. But once I made it clear that I accepted it, her face softened, she smiled, and kissed me. We took the clothes back to her place and then she took me to a salon where they cut my hair to look even more feminine than Stephanie had made it. She then had the stylist work with me a bit so I knew how to style it myself. I never realized how damned much work it was for a woman to take care of hair and makeup. From there she took me to a nail salon where they gave me a manicure and pedicure. She had them paint my fingernails and toenails a bright pink. She told me that a red was a little much for an interview, that I’d look prettier and more businesslike with the pink. By the end of the day, with the new shoes, clothes, makeup, and nails, I looked gorgeous. I fell in love with myself every time I looked in a mirror. Of course as time went on, I began to look for the flaws in my appearance in the mirror, but those first few days, I felt beautiful, if weird as shit. We went to lunch and Stephanie had to teach me how to sit ladylike. I also had to learn how to pick things up without showing the world my panties. By the end of the weekend, I’d learned how to smooth and tuck my skirt and cross my legs to stay modest. Stephanie made me spend part of a day just learning how to do and touch up my makeup. She took me to a little shop and bought me a set of breast forms with a skin tone close to my own, along some medical grade adhesive. The clerk paid little attention to me as we got them and Stephanie told me that mastectomy patients used them, along with cross dressers and some transwomen. She did not move and weakly smiled. Please don’t show that around the office.” She lowered her body weight onto Jake, and elicited a moan as his girth filled her pussy. It’s not too early, after all. “Amy…Do you really think Mom might fantasize about fucking me? I mean seriously? “Sorry,” I said. What time Ms . . .?” I had to let my voice trail off, I would have gone to a falsetto voice, the mature slut began to stand, spreading her knees further, I had a great view of that mature pussy! “Right Mel, she’s like three inches taller than me.” Sandy moaned as the students rushed out of the room and to their lockers. I would go out with my girls to dance, drink and just have fun. That’s obvious.” My wife agrees. Jan used to tell him that she absolutely loved his "little mushroom-dick." I was his wife. A moment later, they heard her stand up, flush the toilet and open the door. It was built in anime short order, with a professional office inside. Now with that my dick was standing straight up. I was starting to pant myself as he stood to give me better access to his organ as it quickly started to poke out and then grow in my warm hand, his still unswollen knot popped out of its sheath, pushing it behind. I'm in no rush to lose my eternal soul." At the same time I filled her with my own cum. She looked up at me with wild eyes as she brought her other hand to my gape. I nod at her. “No lad thee don’t understand,” I shouted. There's no way I could do the same terrible things to her that I had done to Lizzie...? “Not your problem until tomorrow at 2,” Mike confirmed.