As I was pulling on the yellow bikini that was left I smiled, this just got better and better. I went to the park office and extended my stay one mor... day then called in sick for work tomorrow. I spent that extra day tanning in the yellow bikini and dreaming of the next time me and Marcus could meet. I stopped at a roadside diner on the way back home that night and I recieved two emails with picture attachments on my phone during dinner. The first was from my GF and read: "OMG you have. The panties were ones with ties at the waist and the dress showed a lot of leg and back, it was off 1 shoulder and a Velcro seam from the cut of the leg to under the arm meant it went on easily. I took a look at myself I the mirror and got a warm feeling in my stomach, it all seemed to be working. My role was to be a conjurors assistant, Gabrielle would do a few “magic tricks” with some very naughty shaped props, I would walk up to her with the trick on a tray smile at the audience, turn round. It's not like they haven't seen me dressed as me. I suspect that they will start walking on me if they feel like I made this change because of them. I think that's part of the point though. You know, like how the tide rolls out eerily fast in the moments before a tsunami.I keep thinking I've decided that un a week or two I'm going full femme for one day, then back to this weird masculinity suit the next. After that I'm going to do a slow transition back to the real me. I want them to see. ” “Well I’ve had plenty of experience,” I told him.“It shows, now sort Tony out while I go to the house for more cigarettes.”“Yes sir!” I answered as he left, locking the door behind him.“Are you ready?” I said, trying to look Tony straight in the eye through the dim moonlight coming into the gazebo. His trousers were soon down around his ankles, revealing a very proud and hard cock, slighter bigger than his brothers but with blonde pubes that were hardly noticeable, making it look even bigger..