Then together we will dispose of your old ugly male clothes, and say bye-bye to your old life. I will be giving you some special training to tear down...that old icky male thing, and build up the beautiful woman that you are in it's place. You will be dressing, behaving, and living at all times as a complete and very feminine woman, in private and in public. You're going to love getting used to wearing your new underwear and pretty women's clothes and shoes all the time, just like you've always. If she showed him her almost nude body then he might purchase an extra dress for his wife. She knew what was going on and she accepted it.After the last dress was shown the girls got to take a break. After all it had taken about an hour and a half without a pause and the clients had been served Champaign and hors d’oeuvres in the process. The helper grabbed us some of the leftovers and brought them back to the changing room. The helper’s name was Pauline. Pauline drank two glasses of Champaign. It hurt." I almost said 'wimp', but I didn't want to break her flow. I was pumping pretty good on my cock, but trying not to come until she did, or the end of the story. "She made me ask for number two, and it zinged me right below the other one. She took her time and worked over my whole ass. Sometimes she would tap my pussy in between strokes, lifting me up higher on my toes. By eight or nine, my legs were shaking violently--I wasn't sure I was going to make it and I wanted to please her and. It was the sensation of falling which awoke me much later. I was stillcaught in the pouch of grey material, it was thicker and tighter if anything,and beneath these folds of fabric I felt wet and sticky, covered in my ownjuices. I struggled briefly in the darkness but I knew I could not move. Ialso knew some how that I had been asleep for days, not just hours. My bodyached with stiffness, and for a second I was overcome with claustrophobia. But the bag suddenly jerked, and I realized I was.