I had never worn anything remotely "girly" before. Now, here Iwas in all this satin and lace with curves where there had never beencurves before. I fi...ured once I stripped I'd see my old self again. But,wasn't that the whole point? I didn't want to see my old self. I likedthis new me. And I was going to get to be "her" for a few more days.After removing my makeup I washed my face and took off the slip andpantyhose. I decided to leave the bra on thinking that if it got toouncomfortable I could. Then to the serious stuff. She led me to the bedroom where shehad laid out all that we might need.She started with a corset. Although I was in pretty good shape, I didn'thave the figure of a woman. The corset changed to give me a slim waist.It was tight but manageable. Then she hooked a bra on me, and stuffedthe cups with the inserts that Roxy had given me. They appeared muchbigger given my slimmer waist. A garter belt was next and she rolled upsome beautiful silken stockings and attached them. There was so much hair it covered her pussy slit and as I parted her little bum cheeks I realised why. She had such a neat little slit it was hidden under all her pubes. This turned me on even more and as I gently guided my cock into her she gasped for air. Once I had the end in her pussy lips stood out more, they were pointing outwards wrapped around the start of the shaft where my thick foreskin had gathered to expose my bell end. I gripped her arse cheeks and pushed my cock all the way. Welcome to the club," a friendly masculine voice suddenly invaded her thoughts.Kathy looked up in surprise and saw an extraordinarily good- looking man standing next to her. "Thank you," she smiled sweetly, then asked in puzzlement, "What club?" Oh, that's what we old-timers call the swap group," he explained genially. "You too should be an old-timer by the time you go home tonight," he laughed and amended, "after the initiation ceremony I hear old Max has cooked up for you." Oh, yes, of.