Far Eastern Adventure

He was deeply torn by the conflict raging within him. On
the one hand his self preservation instinct said this was a crazy
idea that might cost him his job or worse, but on the other hand
he felt suddenly sure that if he did not go he would regret
missing this chance for the rest of his life. In the end he
nodded his assent, and felt his excitement begin rising.
Immediately his mind was racing to the possible outfits that
he might possibly get away with in public. Without his wigs he
would be hard pressed to be passable, but perhaps with some help
he might pull it off. With the help of his eager accomplice he
threw open his suitcases and began pulling out the few feminine
clothes that he had brought along just in case.

First he donned a pair of silky soft panties taking care to
smooth back his penis, leaving no trace of his manhood. He
wrapped his still undeveloped chest in a bra that hugged his
chest and stimulated his sensitive nipples with every move. Soon
he was immersed in the ritual of becoming a feminine person, but
this time there was the added pleasure of a helpful and
supportive companion to smile encouragement and make helpful
suggestions. When he struggled with the zipper on the back of
his dress her nimble fingers beat him to the punch and zipped him
snugly into his outfit for the evening, a medium length blue
dress, with padded shoulders, a full skirt, and low-cut back that
just missed exposing the straps of his bra. He felt quite daring
in this outfit, but Li had insisted that this was the dress he
must wear.
She next sat him down took charge of his make-up. Although
he was accustomed to doing his own face, it felt extra special
and just a bit decadent to have someone else take control of the
transition. He realized that he loved the feeling of being in
someone else’s hands. It was a powerful new sensation for a
confirmed loner like himself. As she finished with his
foundation and began applying his lipstick, he suddenly felt an