Thank you so much for the afternoon of pleasure and fun we had some days ago.
It had taken me some time to pluck up the courage to phone and book a crossdressing transformation appointment not quite knowing how I would feel. Your website certainly is very informative but you can only show and say so much there. Only a personal experience of your truly magical crossdressing transformation service can convey fully the sheer pleasure and professionalism that you provide. The instructions sent were detailed and as the modern development of flats came into view, I became more nervous.
Not something I usually am in my professional life but here I was entering a fantastic new world of crossdressing transformation with JJ. You welcomed me after a minor problem with the door intercom … my nerves, my fault! Not a good start to my crossdressing transformation, I thought. You greeted me with a lovely welcoming smile. As we talked initially, I rattled the china teacup as I was so nervous, but you gently helped me to relax and coaxed me to tell my story.
This certainly helped me prepare to get the best out of my crossdressing transformation time with you. Because I had given you some of my background in the information details that I had completed on line, you already had some idea about who Suzanne is. In particular, you asked about and have now requested me to write about the crossdressing transformation experience I had when I was student in my early twenties over thirty years ago.
During that time, I would, every two to three months go and stay with my aunt and uncle who owned quite an upmarket men’s and women’s clothes store in a market town in the Midlands. My aunt had been trained as a dressmaker and ladies tailor and always wore fashionable, up to minute clothes to give a good impression to her customers. She did not ever do casual. She always looked immaculate, hair and makeup, wearing a smart suit and had a sharp tongue for any of her staff that did not dress well or put a foot out of line.
My uncle was much more laid back and it was always clear who ran the business – Auntie! They were very much pillars of that community, had a busy social life with no children. Auntie dressed up for any occasion and was involved in lots of local charities as well as running the business. One evening, when I was staying with them, after going out for a meal, I was given a different bedroom than the one I normally had as the other was being decorated.
The bedroom I was given had three large wardrobes and on closer inspection inside while hanging my clothes up , saw they contained a lot of auntie’s clothes coats, dresses, evening and cocktail dresses, fur coats/wraps, bags and shoes. The temptation to experience crossdressing transformation was too much and I selected a little black lace dress and put it on. I was quite slim and fit in those days and although the dress was bit big, it felt wonderful on.
But I had forgotten to lock the door and as I was admiring myself in the mirror, who should appear at the door but auntie in her dressing gown and nightdress. She was bringing me a cup of tea. I was mortified and embarrassed that my crossdressing transformation had been discovered and wondered what would happen next. Strangely, she looked me up and down and I can hear words even now: “ Mmm, well enjoy yourself dear but put it back on the right hanger when you have finished won’t you!” Not quite the reaction to my crossdressing transformation that I had feared.
I was not sure what the morning would bring. My uncle went out early to open the shop and my auntie followed later after she had got me my breakfast. On this occasion however, she appeared in my bedroom with a cup of coffee, sat on the edge of the bed, eyed me up and down and asked if I had enjoyed the previous evening! And she was not talking about the meal out. I was invited (I was given no choice) to see the rest of her wardrobe, and basically for the next two hours I was in crossdressing transformation heaven.
She dressed me in her clothes as if I was trying on dresses in her shop including satin foundation garments and stockings! I really believe she enjoyed dressing me in my crossdressing transformation that morning. After that, I resumed my male student persona and she took me to the rail station. No more was said about these events on subsequent visits or even up to the time she died five years ago at the age of 95. Strange story is it not.
I told you of my long history since then of secret dressing; how there had been long periods when it was not possible at all and even now occasions are limited to when my wife is out/away… how many times have I dressed in hotel bedrooms – my very private crossdressing transformation – and wished to go down to the bar in a dress and make-up. This crossdressing transformation story I am sure you have heard many times before but thank you for listening and indeed challenging me about my guilt feelings.
I have thought quite a bit about that since we met. You are right that I want to express my feminine side through crossdressing transformation as much as possible. I hope we can pursue this discussion topic when we meet again. The crossdressing transformation psychotherapy was really helpful! You had provided me with some gorgeous feminine lingerie for my crossdressing transformation. After making my hands look so beautiful with scarlet nails, you gave me the most wonderful relaxing facial: cleansing, moisturizing, pampering.
The lights dimmed and I enjoyed the time of relaxation with some background opera music, only just somewhat aware of you flitting around in the background, no doubt looking what you could dress me in. The time passed but I was now enjoying the one-to-one personalized care you gave me as you took me step-by-step though my crossdressing transformation. You then delicately applied foundation, eye make-up, eye lashes and lip gloss. Then the big decision about wigs. Which one was going to be just right for my crossdressing transformation today?
We decided on the third one we tried: a long shoulder length blonde which both of us knew was just right. I looked so different. You made me look and feel so feminine in my crossdressing transformation. Then the dresses … I had always wanted to try a bridal gown as this is something I never had been able to wear. Sparkling drop earrings, necklace and bracelets and long white satin gloves were added in a stunning experience of crossdressing transformation.
You did not allow me to look till you were happy with the ‘finished crossdressing transformation product’; but when I opened my eyes: Wow! Here was this beautiful bride. It was a very emotional moment in my fabulous crossdressing transformation. I had to get used to walking in heels and a hooped skirt; but I could have worn that dress that all day. You had worked a crossdressing transformation miracle.
But there was more to come. Dressed in my pink lingerie again, you kindly allowed me to wear one of your fur coats, a deep brown mink which was soft to touch and felt wonderful on a little bit saucy, wearing just pink crossdressing transformation lingerie underneath. I admit a bit of a fetish for fur and leather, so wearing this coat was a wonderful crossdressing transformation experience. You said you had another fur to try sometime.
Finally, a little black dress trimmed with lace, pearl necklace and a black net lace fascinator, which would be just right for Chester races on a warm day. I was flattered that you told me you felt that in that ensemble, I really could go to the races! That remark plus all your other compliments have given me so much more confidence to continue my crossdressing transformation whenever I can, alongside my part-time professional work and a busy active and social life.
JJ, my crossdressing transformation time with you went so quickly but thank you again for everything you did for me in those four hours. You made me feel so feminine, ladylike and girly. Thank you for taking so many crossdressing transformation photos of me giving me a taste of what I looked like. I shall be looking soon for another crossdressing transformation occasion for us to meet.
On my next crossdressing transformation visit, remembering your lovely dresses on racks, Suzanne would probably like to go to a prom or ball or be an opera Diva. Or both! And perhaps something else saucy or naughty. My dream has been realized by your wonderful crossdressing transformation service.
Hugs and kisses