Jacqui

Pulling his panties up tightly wedged into the crack of his
ass, Barbara untied Jacqui's hands and directed him to don the
rest of his feminine attire. With trembling anticipation, Jacqui
inserted rice-filled nylon bags into the cups of her 36-C
brassiere, carefully adjusting the straps. The beige bra had been
replaced with a black underwire with satin cups to cover the bra
forms. Jacqui would have preferred a demi-bra, but pushup
styles don't work well for shemales with pretend titties.

He often wore less sturdy bras which allowed his pretend
titties to jiggle, but had decided that this was likely to be a
situation requiring some restraint, especially if Mistress
Barbara wanted to have him remove the bra forms so that she could
administer nipple punishment (which, of course, Jacqui fervently
hoped would be the case).

After requesting permission to remove the pink panties which
Mistress Barbara had pulled up to cover his clitty-cock, Jacqui
next forced himself into the black waist cincher to flatten his
tummy and to shape his hips. He then fastened the red nylon
garterbelt around his waist. Sitting on a stool, he drew each of
his black nylons up his legs, attaching them carefully to the
garters. In front, the garters stretched tauntly down his thighs,
framing his pubic hair and flaccid cock. The back two suspenders
curved over his buns. Jacqui then stepped into black leather
pumps with three inch heels.

Finally, before pulling up her snug satin panties, Jacqui
squatted down and inserted a gob of K-Y jelly, followed by a butt
plug into her puckered little asshole. Squeezing her buns
together to retain the buttplug, she stood and pulled her panties
snugly over her buns. While the panties would help to hold her
plug in place, Jacqui knew that she would have to keep her anal
sphincter muscles tightly clasped around the plug and that doing
so would remind her to maintain a more feminine posture.

When Jacqui had completed that task, she pulled on a short
black half-slip which barely covered the tops of her stocking as
she stood uncomfortably before Mistress Barbara, not knowing what
was next. Jacqui hoped that her clitty-cock would behave and
remain in a flaccid state. But, she knew that eventually it would
demand attention and Jacqui was apprehensive about her Mistress'
reaction.