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The Feminisation of Michael. Chapter 3 I endured the rest of the afternoon with continued suppressed sniggers and laughter. I was glad when 5.00pm came and I buttoned up my jacket and put my handbag over my shoulder and left with a big sigh of relief. Sue was waiting outside in the car. “Hi Michaela,” she greeted me. “How did it go honey?” she beamed. “Fucking awful!” I blurted out. I was close to tears. “Just drive!” “I hear they put you on that secretarial course honey. That will be better I guess in the long run for you.” She continued. “I bought you some more secretarial type clothes for the course which starts on Monday I believe.” “Your so thoughtful.” I said with a fake grin. We drove back in silence to the house. “By the way honey I’m having a few friends over tomorrow, Saturday night, for a little dinner party. You will be there too.” She said. “No way!” I said aggressively. “Yes you will honey, or else!” she laughed. “ I bought you a lovely dress for the occasion.” Yet another nightmare ahead I thought. The Saturday morning she announced that she had also booked us both into the local beauty salon. My heart dropped again. “You need your hair styling, those eyebrows thinning and your nails doing. They will also pierce your ears honey.” Good grief I thought. I went upstairs and changed into an ivory lace bra. My breast areas had grown and I filled the A Cup bra easily now I noted without the silicone inserts! Escort Çukurambar What the hell was happening, you didn’t just grow breasts just by having to wear a bra!? My waist seemed slimmer too and my hips and bottom fleshier and soft. I wouldn’t let Sue know this or she would probably manipulate the situation more in some way. I put some matching ivory lace firm control shorts that pressed my scrotum and penis back between my legs. I put a pair of lace top opaque black hold ups on. Catching a glimpse in the mirror of myself was always a shock, but I stopped and looked for a while this time. I looked totally female standing there with my more shapely feminine shape adorned in lace bra and panties and now shoulder length long blonde hair. I had to admit I felt quite turned on by my reflection. I turned away quickly. I slipped into the soft grey, V neck, jumper dress that came to my mid thigh and put my cowboy boots on to finish the outfit. My small round breasts projected in front of me through the jersey material. Sue was ready and waiting downstairs for me. “You look pretty honey, lets go.” She smiled. She was all of a sudden actually being quite pleasant! She obviously preferred me in my feminine form! Sue herself had started caring more about her appearance since this all started, and I would have been suspicious that she was seeing another guy at one time the way demetevler escort she seemed to be dressing in a sexy manner most days now. We arrived at the Salon and Sue introduced me as Michaela. The Senior girl there explained that she knew about my condition and that no one in the Salon had any issues with my situation.  I coloured up and felt sick inside as I smiled weakly nodding. I could see the other staff looking and whispering to each other. Whatever I thought, I just sat in the chair and let them get on with it. The procedures including a full waxing of my legs and arms and a manicure of my nails forming them into long square tipped nails that had a pink and white design painted onto them. My ears received a small golden stud in each lobe! The senior girl dealt with me, and took me into a private booth and asked me to take my dress and bra off. I complied and felt so stupid in my knickers and my little breasts hanging in front of me. She told me to lie down on the couch and she waxed around my chest/breast area and my underarms. It hurt! “I do a lot of work with transsexuals’ Michaela so don’t feel awkward with me.” She assured me. “Your breasts are looking good honey. We can eventually put permanent tattoos around your nipples to increase the apparent size as transsexuals’ often have small nipples.” She went on. I cringed, what the hell was happening here. “Ok dikmen escort bayan honey all done, now slip your bra and dress on again darling.” She said and I did as I was told. “That bra looks sweet on you honey, have you seen those new French uplift bras they have in that gorgeous shop “All Provocative” in the arcade?” She asked. “Err…no I haven’t.” I stammered . “They would really enhance your breasts and give you a sexy cleavage. Your pretty, you would pull the guys then honey,” she chuckled. We returned to the salon, and I sat in the chair next to my wife who was in curlers and having various stuff applied to her hair. The hairdresser then came to me and seemed to know what she wanted to do with my hair! Sue must have instructed her. It involved drying and curling etc. When everything was done I looked in the mirror and couldn’t believe the glamorous blonde with wavy long ash blonde hair cascading around her face looking back at me. Sue too looked amazing with an auburn version of my hair do. On the way back in the car Sue was animated like I had never seen her since we first started going out all those years ago. “I thought this do tonight was a little affair Sue, why have we got so glammed up?” I asked. “Well I have some people from my new work coming honey. By the way they don’t know about your…“secret”, shall we say. So looking like you do there should be no problem in passing as my best friend who is staying with me, which is what I’ve told them. Just remember to keep your voice lighter as I have told you before. I sat there feeling ill. I went to my room to get ready early evening and opened the bags that Sue had put on my bed. I noticed a bag with “All Provocative” written in silver letters on a pink background.

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