"Oh you'll get used to them. It becomes second nature after a while. Ican't remember the last time I wore anything less than a 4 inch heel. Idon't eve... feel comfortable without heels these days. Here you go, yournew home," she said opening the door of the spare bedroom.I staggered over to the door and looked into the room. It was asurprisingly large room. There was a brass bedstead with a thin mattressshoved into the far corner and between it and the door was a treadmilland a cycling machine.. When I finished undressing and had slipped on the nylon redpanties, which felt cool and smooth against my skin, I came out of thebathroom, my cousin was sitting on the bed with a great big smirk on herface, and even though the humiliation was too much, it was company, andthe panties felt so good, though I would never tell her that. She thenhad me sit next to her on the bed while she explained she was going topaint my nails red to match my panties, she continued to do my toes aswell. She then. Thanking him, and God, I wished the world weremore full of good people like him.* * *Four days passed and I was in the midst of a crisis--I had no clean, olderclothes! I needed to wear the new clothes and subject myself to thehumiliation--God, what was I doing? I didn't understand. Why can't I just...Iwas so confused, I couldn't think. I put on my underpants, which morphed intopanties, and then a different shirt, which turned into a long, light purpledress. I put on my socks and shoes, which. When I did we got talking and I was saying how I was in desperate need of a shower after blasting through the backwoods in a 4x4 for the afternoon and needing to cum so badly after abstaining for 3 days due to a business trip with a coworker. I check to see if you're online and smile when I notice you are. Saying hello and explaining my predicament you tell me to go use the showerhead and get off in my shower. I do so and come back in a towel, not bothering to get redressed before sitting back.