.it was the fact he was doing it all in a GIRLS uniform.Granted it wasn't as bad as the time Shirley had him all dolled up as aprincess from some chee...y medieval fairy tale, but it was pretty close.His cheeks had been red the entire time from embarrassment, and the skirtfelt like it was just barely covering anything. The really galling thingwas the mesmerized looks he felt from men in the store and on the streetas he walked past, like he was some goddess of beauty or something. Theworst part. Usne ek short dress pehni thi aur use uper ek open coat jaisa aur high heels.Dress bhi thora low cut tha aur mid thighs pe khatm. Mere reaction ko dekh zor se hansne lagi. Phir mujhe hug kar liya. Is baar maine bhi kiya. Aisa laga ki 8 saal to kabhi beech aaye hi nahi.Humne kuchh mazaak kiye aur mein uski peeche uski car ki taraf chalne lage. Uska bum bhi bada lag raha tha. But coat se utna pata nahi chal raha tha. Car dekh phir mera muh khula reh gaya. Iske paas tesla roadster tha. Mujhe. Jill then took her bag and removed the black book.Hannah almost froze.“Just need to get this up-to-date” said Jill cheerily as she found a pen.“Had to cane several girls yesterday so need to enter the details….Ah, yes, Bethan Edwards, her third caning this term!”Hannah almost writhed in her seat.“Gosh, she must be very naughty!”Jill paused and pictured Bethan bending over and her regulation knickers taught across her plump bottom.“Well she is a tomboy and takes the cane as well as any boy but. . My oldmale clothing was gone, my Stepmother had thrown every bit of itincluding my tennis shoes into the garbage. The garbage men had longsince picked it up and transported it to the landfill.I tried to remember how it had happened, how I had ended up in alifestyle centered around wearing women's clothes. Psychologically itseemed I had sunk under the weight of these clothes. Of course I knew itstarted with Pete planting my Stepmother's clothes under my bed and shediscovered it and forced me.