. You look a mess."I complied with a wondering look on my face.Chris said, "You want to look respectable when the pizza man comes."Nervously I waited ...ntil the doorbell rang. I didn't dare speak, so Ijust handed him the check and tip, took the pizza and closed the door.I don't think he noticed anything strange about it, but I felt demeanedby appearing even briefly in front of a man dressed as I was.We sat at the table to eat and Chris proposed a toast, "To our new DATENIGHT game."As we clinked. I no sooner had sat on the side of the bed and Carol knocked on my door. I called to her to come in. She entered my room in the sheer negligee which left little to nothing to the imagination. Her smile drew my attention. She enjoyed showing me her body. She pirouetted, causing the gown to flair out, showing me she had on no panties. I said to myself, she is ready for bed in my bed. I am in heaven.Standing in front of me she said, "Stand up." I stood. She pointed at the tent in my. As well as some panties and a few other items of a decidedly feminine nature. While we shopped there, several other women and men showed up shopping in the store and it was amusing to see that several other recently minted women were learning the finer aspects of dressing a female body. One man kept insisting his significant other buy a flimsy nightgown just like the ones 'he' had bought 'her' in the past before they had swapped bodies.We left Fredericks a bit embarrassed at hearing others talk. But almost being caught by her dad. I told of how her dad was so jealous of her boyfriend, and wanting her for himself. I wrote several stories about girls making out with their dads. Meanwhile…..I got to talking with my perfect Mr. x thru ’personal messages’ on the site. He aroused me with his cool charm and I made him my fantasy guy, perfect in every way. ……Meanwhile, what I didn’t know was my real dad, who spent his late evenings in his den reading porn stories. Yes. He was Mr. X. He didn’t.