-... that color is perfect, thank you very much. At the moment where the girl keeps the dress I asked for I tried not to

-... that color is perfect, thank you very much. At the moment where the girl keeps the dress I asked for I tried not to show my nervousness, so I avoid turning around and breathing deeply to control the tremor of my voice. I'm at a place in the one who sell sexy clothes for women and I'm just finishing buying what I'm going to use in my transformation minutes later. The venue for obvious reasons is very busy. There are girls who go alone and couples, young and mature. Treatment of don't look any of these people in the eye because I know they're immediately going to wonder what a lonely man does buying women's clothes. -Ready sir, here's your change- I get the money and I immediately rush out of the local always looking ahead. When I feel like I'm already withdrawn from place I dare to turn and walk with slower pace. Ready. I'm happy because I found all the clothes that I like to become the sexiest girl on the planet. In my backpack I wear my high-heeled shoes with a strap and take advantage of a banquita I found to sit down, I open this backpack and keep the clothes barely bought. That's when when I go to take the transport I have to leave in front of the hotel in the that I'm used to wearing to unleash the woman inside me. I pay in the administration and take the keys I go to the assigned room and located on the second floor. -221, 222...and 223- I insert the key and walk through the door entering the room whose furniture will witness my transformation into a baby. I'd felt the usual anguish of not being able to do it for several days. Now within this little room I feel happy, relaxed and willing to enjoy my 100% cross-dressing. I fully get naked, I settle all my men's clothes in a place far from the room. I take the towel over the bed and I I go to the bathroom also carrying the little bag with all the elements necessary for it (shampoo, toilet soap and a women's rake). After lathering up a second time my whole body took the rake and I start to pass it through all the areas where I consider I have existence of body hair. I finish my bath, take the towel and go out on course to bed. In it is deposited all the clothes that I bought for the occasion: A nice thong of floss, a garter, a pair of elastic stockings and my brassier all in black. There is also a dress, short and that fits the body, wet likra (so I was told it was called the fabric) in pink. At the foot of the bed is my pair of high-heeled shoes. I finish applying the cream all over my body, I apply the deodorant in both armpits and finally dew my whole body with the lotion Refreshing...cláro! All with the aroma of women... With his hands, and as a sense of emotion travels my whole body, I take the thong and place it almost on the floor, I put both legs in. I am fascinated to see how they shine because of the cream and see that there is no trace of hair, I feel grateful to be a lampiña. I'm slowly starting to get it up, enjoying every inch that runs through the fabric. I come to the end and proceed to accommodating the thread at the back, I see with delight as it hides among my buttocks, as I am crazy to feel the cloth covering my anus. I'll do it right away. same with stockings. First the right leg, then the left leg. It feels a very light heat on both legs. I see in the mirror the woman who is emerging thanks to these delicious garments. I take the garter and put it on. I'll take care of each of the brooches on both legs. I look once more in the mirror: What a delicious woman I'm seeing in him. I place the brassier and settle in my little breasts in the space reserved for them. I take the dress, I put both legs and I start to raise it through them. What a delight! The fabric it's fresh and soft. I reach my shoulders and as I accommodate it in them I see my image in the mirror. Even without having his shoes on, the dress draws my figures like that of a biological woman. I hurry up and put my shoes on both Feet. Again I see my image and fall in love with what I see there: A woman sensually notched in a short dress. A woman who causes my erection and seminal fluid secretion inside the new thong. For a while I stand in front of the mirror modeling, taking as many poses as possible. The ones I like the most are those in which the dress shows a huge, round ass. I'm finally doing my makeup. I base all over my face. I outline my eyes, apply pink shadows, I apply black mascara, pink lipstick and finally place the wig Black. Really, if I could get out of myself, as a man, I would love the woman I've become in such a special way and Sublime. I feel happy about the image I'm projecting. I keep modeling but now I'm taking a picture for every pose I consider sensual and attractive. I'm a Woman. Romantic, dreamy, clean, discreet, sensual. Don't let the day end Please!