Feminized by My Girlfriend

The tickets and we are about to fly first class to San Francisco. I told you that you were gonna be pampered baby so let's go to the through security so we can go to the lounge and have ourselves a drink."

I followed her to the security line and suddenly got real nervous. I have never been on a plane and had heard but completely forgot they make people

removed their shoes going through security. I see the security officer picking people at random and I turn to Brook and asked, "What if they pick me? Everyone will see my painted toes."

Nonchalantly she said, "Everyone is not here and who cares if they see your toes, you don't know them and you will never see these people again of god sake."

Even though she is right, I become real self conscious and pray as I walk through the line I don't get picked. When I don't get picked and just walk through, I am completely relieved. We walk down the hall see lounge. We walk in and she has obviously done this before. She tells me to grab us a couple of seats and she goes to the unmanned bar and pours us each a whiskey. I'm in awe watching how comfortable she is at all of this. Like I said before, I have never been on a plane much less traveling first class. As she handed me the drink I told her how I could get use to this. She smiled, clinked our glasses together and took a big drink. I sipped mine and she just looked at me and told me to quit acting like a girl and drink up. I'm not sure how to take that but I follow suits and gulp down the rest.

Brook leaned into me and asked, "Now, how did it make you feel when you thought people would see your pinky toes?"

"Terrified." I replied.

"But you got through it didn't you. You did not let the fear hold you back. I find that would help bring you out of your shell which I find real sexy. Almost as sexy as your toes and matching panties." Brook let out a big laugh and a wicked smile. " I'll get us another drink."