Ben went first, carefully stepping into his dress, he pulled it up overhim and stood still while Peter zipped it up the back. It was everythinghe had ...oped it would be, and more. The look he had created with his hairand make-up complimented the dress perfectly, all he needed now wereshoes and a few accessories. Heading back to the closet, he picked out apair of black sling-back heels, he slipped his feet into them carefullybefore taking a few steps across the room as practice. Over at his. Skirts, dresses, blouses, you name it.No frumpy stuff like I had worn as a guy, but clothes pretty much builtto show off my new assets. I am not saying I looked like some kind ofslut, you understand, but just a very, very sexy lady who loved beingone, and wanted to grace the world with her awesome beauty. (That's me, Iam a giver.)But sadly, all I got was five business outfits suitable for work, oneskirt and blouse set designed for a day off., and one rather nice dressfor a night out.I checked. "Why don't you do it to yourself, while youwatch me?" I asked. His eyes widened and his face became beet red at the same time. I could tell that the idea excited and embarrassed him at the sametime. Before he could say ‘no,' I started unbuttoning my blouse. "You're gonna get totally naked?" I nodded. I guess he didn't realize that he was going to see mytits, too. I tossed my blouse on the floor and reached behind me andundid my bra. Letting it fall to the floor, I watched. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.“Excuse me!” he called to the man. “Do you have any water?”“Yeah, sure, there’s a pump over there, come on in.”“How about my friend here?” the traveller gestured to the dog.“There should be a bowl by the pump,” said the man.They.