-...that color is perfect, thank you very much-. At the moment in which the girl keeps the dress that I asked her for, I

-...that color is perfect, thank you very much-. At the moment in which the girl keeps the dress that I asked her for, I try not to show my nervousness, so I avoid turning around and breathe deeply to control the tremor in my voice. I am in a place in the one that sells sexy clothes for women and I'm finishing buying what I'm going to use in my transformation minutes later. The place, for obvious reasons, is very busy. There are girls who go alone and couples, young and mature. I try to Don't look any of these people in the eye because I know they'll immediately go to wonder what a lonely man is doing buying women's clothing. -Ready Mr., here is your change- I receive the money and immediately rush out of the always looking forward. When I feel like I'm already withdrawn from place I dare to turn around and walk at a slower pace. Ready. I feel 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 straps and take advantage of a little bench I found To sit down, I open this backpack and put away the clothes I just bought. It is then when I go to take the transport that will leave me in front of the hotel in the that I usually settle in to give free rein to the woman inside me. I pay at the administration and taking the keys I go to the assigned room that is located on the second floor. -221, 222...and 223- I insert the key and cross the door, entering the room whose furniture They will witness my transformation into a girl. I had felt the usual anguish of not being able to do it for several days. Now inside this small room I feel happy, relaxed and ready to enjoy my 100% transvestism. I undress completely, I arrange all my men's clothes in a place away from the room. I take the towel that is on the bed and I head to the bathroom also carrying the small bag with all the items. necessary for it (shampoo, toilet soap and a women's razor). After soaping my entire body for the second time, I take the rake and I begin to pass it through all the areas in which I consider I have existence of body hair. I finish my bath, take the towel and head out. to bed. In it are deposited all the clothes that I have bought for the occasion: A nice floss thong, a garter belt, a pair of elastic stockings and my bra all in black. There is also a dress, short and close-fitting. body, of wet likra (that's what they told me the fabric was called) in pink. At the foot of the bed is my pair of high heels. I finish applying the cream all over my body, I apply the deodorant in both armpits and finally I spray my entire body with the lotion refreshing...of course! Everything with a woman's scent... With your hands, and while a feeling of emotion runs through my whole body, I take the thong and placing it almost on the floor, I put both legs in. It fascinates me to see how they shine because of the cream and to see that there are no traces of hair, I feel grateful for being hairless. I start to raise it slowly, enjoying every centimeter that runs through the fabric. I reach the end and proceed to arrange the thread on the back, I see with delight how it hides between my buttocks, how it drives me crazy to feel the fabric that covers my anus. I'll do it right away Same with stockings. First the right leg, then the left. It feels a very slight heat in both legs. I see in the mirror the woman who is emerging thanks to these delicious garments. I take the garter belt and put it on. I place each of the snaps on both legs. I look once more in the mirror: What a delicious woman I am seeing in him! I put on the bra and adjust my small breasts in the space reserved for them. I take the dress, I put it both legs and I begin to raise him through them. What a delight! The fabric It is fresh and soft. I reach the shoulders and when I adjust it there I see my image in the mirror. Even without having the shoes on, the dress draws my appears as that of a biological woman. I hurry up and put the shoes on both feet. I see my image again and I fall in love with what I see there: A woman sensual fitted in a short dress. A woman who causes my erection and secretion of seminal fluid inside the new thong. For a while I stay in front of the mirror modeling, taking all possible poses. The ones I like the most are those in which the dress shows a huge, round butt. Finally I proceed to put on makeup. I apply foundation all over my face. I line my eyes, I apply pink shadows, I apply black mascara, pink lipstick and finally I put on the wig. black color. Truly, if I could get out of myself, as a man, I would love the woman I have become in such a special way and sublime. I feel happy with the image I project. I continue modeling but now I am taking a photo for each pose that I consider sensual and attractive. I am a WOMEN. Romantic, dreamy, clean, discreet, sensual. Don't let the day end please!