Visiting my girlfriend's lingerie store (Closed for sweetannie40 and lilypad23)

SweetAnnie40

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You are so hard and so aching to cum... You're deep in me as I ride you on your bed, your hands all over my large breasts and around my ass. I smile, enjoying the sensations but with an ulterior motive. I slow down and then sit down fully on your cock. Your eyes get desperate... I know you want to feel me moving on you until you come inside me.

"You know, Lyle, we haven't been dating long but I've figured out something about you."

"Wha... what," you gasp, your hips held down by my body. You tweak my nipples in an attempt to make me ride you.

"I saw you try on my panties last week."

Your face goes white but I note that your cock actually feels like it swells inside me. You like it. Your mouth flaps but you have nothing you can say.

"It's okay. Just got me thinking. I think you and I need to spend Saturday together but you have to promise right now to do everything I say. Everything."

"Anything..." you blurt, your orgasm so much closer now that you're thinking of me seeing you in a pair of my skimpy satin panties.

"Remember this promise," I give you a stern but playful look before leaning down to kiss you and start riding you again. You cum in seconds...
 
I've been caught. I couldn't help myself. She looked so sexy in those panties, they felt so good, I had to try them on for myself.

The felt so good, I couldn't believe it. The satin against, my skin, my cock had never been so hard in my life.

I loved her so much, so when she revealed that she caught me, and didn't run out on me, I was in.

She asked me to do whatever she said, it was the easiest yes I'd ever spoken.

As rode my cock, I couldn't keep the orgasm in any more, yes I came immeadiatly thinking about what was to come next. What she had in store for me next...

I hope they involved more panties
 
I'd told you to wear loose clothes so you had on some exercise stuff: short, t-shirt. I stop at your apartment in yoga pants, short-cropped t-shirt, racer-back sports bra, and pink running shoes.

"You ready for an adventure?" You can see there is some sort of suitcase in the back of my car.
 
She looks incredible in something so simple, the yoga pants make her ass look amazing, the bra a little peak at what's underneath.

Even in my loose clothing, it's apparent that there a bulge in my shorts.

I get in the car with enthusiasm, I can't wait for what she has planned. In the suitcase I hope it's more of her lingerie, but who knows what else.

I'm her's. My heard pounds and my cock throbs for what she has planned next...
 
We drive to the mall where I work. I have you pull my roller suitcase along and lead you to La Boutique, a small but elaborate lingerie store, full of so many lovely and slutty pieces. You follow me in and I greet the pretty sales girl.

"Hi Sam, is the play room free?"

The salesgirl gets a naughty smile. "Sure is. Reserve it the whole day?"

"Yep."
 
I walk behind you, carrying the suitcase. When we walk into the lingerie store, my eyes widen, she has no clue how long I've been wanting to go into a lingerie store. I've never wanted to be the creep buying lingerie, but I've been dreaming of this for a long time.

I follow her into the playroom, my mind goes back to the suitcase. What's in here if we are already in a lingerie store, what did she bring for me?

I've never been more excited to be in her hands, we go into the playroom expecting to come out a different person, I've never been more ready...
 
"You're so eager, honey!" I laugh warmly. "Calm down. You'll enjoy this."

We walk through a door I have to unlock but is clearly labeled "The Playroom". You quickly realize that the lingerie store is a lot bigger than you thought, maybe extending into space behind the stores to either side. There is an over-the-top femme bedroom through one door with a satin comforter, lace accents, and lingerie overflowing drawers of a chest of drawers. Through another door has comfy couches, a fireplace, a stereo, and a couple futons and elaborate padded things that might fit in a bondage dungeon. The last door leads to a bright pink bathroom.

"We need to clean you up first... hmmm, what should we call you? How about, Lily?"
 
"You're so eager, honey!" I laugh warmly. "Calm down. You'll enjoy this."

We walk through a door I have to unlock but is clearly labeled "The Playroom". You quickly realize that the lingerie store is a lot bigger than you thought, maybe extending into space behind the stores to either side. There is an over-the-top femme bedroom through one door with a satin comforter, lace accents, and lingerie overflowing drawers of a chest of drawers. Through another door has comfy couches, a fireplace, a stereo, and a couple futons and elaborate padded things that might fit in a bondage dungeon. The last door leads to a bright pink bathroom.

"We need to clean you up first... hmmm, what should we call you? How about, Lily?"

Yes you may call me Lily, whatever you want. I follow you into the bathroom so that you may clean me up.

My eyes are darting from one way to another trying see everything that's in the playroom. Bondage, lingerie, bathroom. But first, please clean me up. I have a feeling that these confirmable clothes aren't going to remain on very long.
 
"Okay, let's get naked!" I strip down, even peeling off my bra and panties. I smile as you follow suit and I like your hard-on.

"Hop in!" I say, starting the shower of hot water and handing you a pink bottle. "Make sure you don't get it on your hair here," I caution, stroking the hair on the top of your head.

You comply, lathering up with the pink goo. Your skin begin to tingle deliciously. I help you, making sure you are covered between your cheeks and all over your genitals. When I rinse you off, your skin is pleasurably sensitive and you see all your hair wash away leaving you silky smooth.

I run my fingers over your chest and hips, purring that you feel so much better now.
 
I realize very quickly this isn’t a normal shower, and I’m not just being cleaned up. Im being transformed, made to wash away the manly hair that covers me, made to become the sissy girl we both long for.

I feel her hands caress my now smooth skin, it send a shiver down to my cock. I’ve never been more turned on in my life, never felt more exposed, never felt less like a man.

We both stand naked together, knowing the first stage in my transition is done, I itch to know what she has next. I want to touch her, kiss her, fuck her. But that’s not my decision. My decision is to do whatever she desires.

So I stand before her naked, hairless, and ready for what’s next...
 
"Put these on for now..." I say, handing you pink satin panties and a matching bra. I put on similar lingerie and lead you to a vanity table in the bedroom. Once you're seated, I begin to do your makeup, slowly, showing you how it is done. Slowly your face transforms... high cheek bones are accentuated, your adam's apple is faded almost away, I line your lips and apply a special fuck-me-red lipstick cautioning you not to lick or touch your lips until it sets in about five minutes...
 
The satin lingerie feels as good as it looks on you. I feel so lucky to be dressed so damn sexy. Already hairless and the makeup gets put on my face, more and more traces of the man disappear.

As I see my lips turn red, and my cheeks rosy, mentally the transformation overcomes me. I no longer think of myself and a man, as a leader, but as a sissy, as an object, and someone to be controlled for the desire of another.

My cock wants to bulge right through the panties. I look at myself, knowing this is just the start. I'm the pretty little girl I've always wanted to be.
 
I glance at a little clock and then nod.

"There, that's good." I dab your lips with a tissue which shows no traces of lipstick. "You never have to worry about being without your slutty lipstick again, honey. That's permanent."

I pause, letting you look at yourself in the mirror and let that sink in.
 
Permanent, shit. Did I go to far, is this really what I want? I stop for a few extra seconds to contemplate that this transformation isn't just a game.

Is this really what I want? I look at her and smile, yes it's exactly what I want.
 
"Okay, take off your bra and come here." I walk you over to a side table on which there are a stack of boxes like shoe boxes. I start opening them and you see they are very expensive breast forms. I start opening them and looking at the color by holding them up to your chest.

I end up with the largest, a pair of DD breasts, that match your skin tone perfectly.

"Hold your arms over your head and close your eyes." You comply and wait. Almost a minute goes by before you feel the large forms press against your chest, some sort of gooey stuff between the soft pseudo-flesh and your own. I move them a little this way and that and then stop moving for a good five minutes.

I slowly pull my hands away and you feel the weight of the breasts pulling on your chest. I let you open your eyes and you're staring in a mirror and it looks like you have beautiful, firm, large breasts.

"There is a removing solution, if you ever want to take them off. Aren't they perfect?" I emphasize my point by flicking one of the nipples and you gasp. The sensation shot straight through to your actual nipple. "There is a special connector inside them. Try this..." and with that I lean over and suckle the nipple of your large right breast and you moan, feeling my lips against your nipple.
 
(aaaaand cut. Shutting down production. Sounded good at the pitch meeting but when the star actor...ress doesn't show up, it's hard to have a show. Good night everybody and take what you want from the craft table!)
 
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