They had me sit again so they could measure my feet. They slid somesheer black stockings up my legs, which ended at my thighs. Then theygave me a pa...r of women's shoes with heels. They had me stand andpractice walking for them. I knew I looked ridiculous, but I gave it mybest and tried to walk femininely. Eventually they said I was ready toface the world, and they told me to go back to my desk.I was in a pink bra with falsies, matching pink panties, stockings andheels, and makeup. I licked. We can pull this off and I'll bet by the end of theday on Friday, you'll think of yourself as more of a girl than a boy.Tammy, we've got some work to do."Tammy handed me her 'Seventeen' magazine and told me to find a haircut Icould live with. Then she and Miss Johnson went into the house and leftme on the patio. I flipped my 'Barbie' towel out and sat down, somewhatunlady like, and started looking at all the haircuts the girls weresporting this summer. Keeping in mind that my hair was pretty. Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh, shit. Oh, fuck. I live that big dick. I love that big diiiiiiiick!’ What was amazing was that no one walked in on us. We had the place all to ourselves. By the time we finished the laundry was done. While still naked I grabbed Cynthia’s laundry and put them in the dryer. Cynthia was curled up on the wooden bench behind me wearing my grey blazer. I approached her with my cock growing hard just by looking at her. She looked hot in that blazer. She looked hot in anything I wore.. ButMistress was very pleased. "What a lovely job! Cindy looks sopretty," she exclaimed with just a hint of teasing sarcasm in hervoice.They waited for the mascara and the nail polish to dry. When they weresure everything was dried, Karen asked, "Shall we tickle pretty Cindysome more?"Karen still had her blusher brush in her hand. She started running itover my nipples. It made the most delightful tickling sensation, and Isquirmed. She dipped it in the pink powder and gently worked on both.