part4


Of course, if I was going to feminize Chris he needed a  wardrobe--I 
didn't want him wearing all my clothes  (even though  we are basically 
the same size except  that I'm a bit taller).  I  told Chris what the 
plan  was, then told him he could take off  the skirt and put  on some 
pants, but he had to keep on everything  else!  He stared at me with 
this terribly pained expression  and  said he couldn't possibly go to 
the mall like  that.  Before  saying anything in reply, I got two  
kleenex from my purse, and  added one to each of his  bra cups.  Then I 
told him that of  course he could go  out like that--he just had wear a 
coat and no  one  would know what he had on, but if he kept complaining,  
I'd  keep adding padding to his bra until even with the  coat on  
there'd be no hiding what he had on.  He got  quiet at that point,  put 
on a coat, checked himself in  the mirror, saw it was pretty  much OK 
(you could see a  bit of the sweater--I'd made him button  the cardigan  
right to the very top--at the top in front right at   his neck, and the 
ends of the sleeves poked out a tiny  bit from  the arms of the coat, 
but that was about it,  and the padding I'd  put in the bra only showed 
through  the coat if you really looked) and off we went.

What Chris didn't know what that I had planned to make  sure that  some 
people at the mall did know what he was  wearing!  Our first  stop was 
Victoria's Secret to buy  some panties, bras, garters,  stockings, and 
nighties.  Chris was obviously embarrassed going  into the store,  but 
as soon as we started looking at panties he  got  totally engrossed in 
what we were doing, and I could  tell he  was really excited picking out 
panties for  himself.  After a  minute or two a young woman came  over 
to help us, which brought  Chris out of his trance  a bit.  She started 
to comment to Chris  on how pretty  the panties we were looking at would 
look on me,  but I  immediately interrupted her with the correction that 
in   fact the panties were for Chris!  Chris's jaw just  dropped when  I 
said that, and the salesgirl stared at  him and almost started  to 
laugh, but she kept control  (I assume it was part of her  training at 
the store to  not react to anything odd that a customer might want)  and 
in a rather matter of fact way asked him  his size.   Chris, however, 
was unable to speak, and just docilely  let me and the salesgirl lead 
him around the store as  we  picked out about a dozen pairs of panties 
for him.

We then moved on to pick out a couple of garter belts  and some  
stockings.  The salesgirl did a good job of  maintaining her  composure 
and acting as if she helped  pick out lingerie for men  to wear every 
day.  So  instead of whispering and acting like  there was  something 
odd, she would simply point to items we might   like, ask me if I liked 
them and also ask Chris and say  things  like "that would be really 
pretty on you".  But  I also realized  that she had noticed the bits of 
mauve lambswool peeking from his  neck and cuffs (I think the  pearly 
button at his neck was the  giveaway), and  though she was trying not to 
stare, her eyes kept   coming back to those areas.  Obviously she was 
trying  to figure  out what he had on under his coat.  I  decided that 
she had been  so nice that it was unfair  to keep her wondering, so 
after  looking around and  noticing there was only one other salesgirl 
in  our  part of the store and no other customers, I told Chris  I  
thought he should take off his coat.   He started to  say that he  was 
fine with it on, but I gave him a  stern look and he  submissively 
followed my  "suggestion.

 The salesgirl actually gasped at how he looked without  the coat  (of 
course, with just the sweater on the  shape of the padded bra  showed 
clearly too), but  although I thought she'd start laughing  she didn't.   
Instead she just looked and said very sincerely what   an absolutely 
gorgeously pretty and feminine sweater it  was and  she told me that she 
thought Chris looked  rather adorable in it--soft and  sweet and cuddly.   
Chris just stared at the ground, but he did smile a bit  when she said 
that--the first time he  smiled since  we'd entered the store

 Chris lost his smile, however, when he saw that the  other  salesgirl 
in that section of the store had also  noticed him, and  she was 
laughing--and she called the  cashier over to take a look  too.  And to 
make matters  worse, just at that moment two girls  who looked to be  in 
their early teens happened by, and they just  stared  at Chris while 
they giggled uncontrollably.  Chris   turned his back to them, but they 
moved across the room  for  another look.  As we turned our attention 
back to  picking out  garter belts, I could see the girls  continue to 
follow us while  whispering constantly to  each other. Then, much to my 
amazement  (I couldn't  believe their nerve) one of the girls actually 
came   over and, after a quick glance back at her friend for  
encouragement (and while giggling so much she almost  couldn't get  the 
words out) she said to Chris that she  had a sweater almost just like 
his, and it was one her  her favorites.  Then she started laughing 
again.    Well, at that point the salesgirl told the girls not to  be 
rude  and motioned to the other salesgirl to move  the two teenagers out  
of that section of the store.