From boy to girl. little by little.It all started as a game

From boy to girl. little by little. It all started as a game It was a summer, my sister's birthday, one of my aunts gave her a pair of black fishnet stockings, very pretty, the same ones that caught my attention, they were just like the ones the starlets wore on television. At that time I studied at school in the morning, my sister in the afternoon and my parents worked until 5:00 in the afternoon, so from 1:00 in the afternoon to 5:00, I was always alone in my house. So one day I came home from school and was telling me what to distract myself with, so I went up to my sister's room and saw the stockings, so I got naked and put them on, I looked in the mirror and said how pretty they look on me, but we have to complement them. So I took out of my sister's drawer a black bikini that she had and I also put it on, it was already something else, more presentable, but something else was missing, so I went to my mother's closet and took out some openwork, black high heels so I put them on, I looked very pretty dressed like a star. For this, I grabbed my sister's bikini, I put it on in a way that it fit like dental floss, I looked very sexy, the best thing was that I was enjoying seeing myself like that, it was fun. Immediately afterwards I began to walk around the house dressed like this, I liked it, I placed mirrors everywhere, to see myself as I walked, what I saw was very sexy. So that's how my other life began, the feminine side, the flirtatious side, the libidinous side, all of that began at 1:00 in the afternoon when I got home after school, I hurried to get there, I couldn't wait to begin my daily transformation. I arrived and I was always looking for new clothes to wear, little dresses, shorts, miniskirts, tight lycras, but everything very tight or with big necklines so that I looked very sexy, I must point out that my build is pretty, I have wide hips, a very broken derrier, nice legs, that is, if you look from the waist down, a BOMB woman, the top part needed work, to be done, so that would take care of me little by little. So the days passed and my sister was in her teen years, so I was the most excited, since I was waiting for what dresses she would buy, since then I would also try them on, it was a dream. I remember those little dresses, tight-fitting, very flirtatious miniskirts, they unleashed my madness. The lingerie was a dream, floss-type thongs, lace, of various colors, garter belts, lycra stockings, lace bras, bustiers, a fantasy. One day I decided to play the Whore, so I put on black dental floss, a black bra, black stockings held by a garter belt, stiletto shoes and a miniskirt, which looked more like a micro skirt, since everything could be seen on me. I looked in the mirror and put on a black wig. I looked at myself in the mirror and I was truly gorgeous, a very provocative and very sensual woman. So I decided to take a first step, I opened the window at the back of the house and stood in the frame showing my entire body, (I knew there was no one that's why I did it), but the fact is that I didn't realize that there was a neighbor who was looking through his blinds and the truth is I didn't care, rather it excited me to know that they were looking at me, so I began to make some sexy movements, lifting my skirt, until then I took it off completely and was left in my clothes. intimate, my neighbor kept spying on me, after a few minutes I went down and the only thing I heard was some applause, the neighbor liked the show. In the next story we continue.