The Developing of Emma

From an early age it had always been the same; an attraction to girly things, never quite fitting in with the boys. When adolescence brought out its spots and downy genital hair, it also brought the urge to dress in sister’s clothes when no-one else was at home. The feeling of a tight bra and panties contrasting with the airy freedom of a thin cotton dress, whilst perched precariously on high heels, always guaranteed a healthy erection followed by most gratifying hand relief. Oh to be a girl! On one of these occasions, as an eager cock erupted whilst viewing dress and heels in the mirror, ‘Emma’ was realised for the first time.

Despite these longings, a strict conforming to the norm was adhered to, and even though now living independently, a veil was cast over ‘Emma’; but an inner yearning burned within and would ensure the release of that alter ego. That release would also be ironic, as it would lead to a life of submissive slavery. A pair of soft printed cotton panties, secreted away from the sister some years before, surfaced amongst other masculine underwear; the urge to put them on was just too great. The girly feel of the panties took control; more items were required; how to acquire them?

It was one of those large stores all set out on one floor, with male and female items converging in the middle. A large and haughty Manageress watched with intent as a somewhat delicate looking male hovered on the periphery; eyes obviously wandering to view the attire of the opposite gender. She had seen this person in the store on prior occasions, and noticed the attraction to feminine items; he could be a candidate for the syndicate of friends who employed her in a shady life beyond the store. A wicked grin stretched her red lips as the candidate plucked up the courage to move over to the female section.

The buxom woman strutted over on patent stilettos, her positive walk oozing feminine authority. He was just looking at a pair of silky gold panties with matching corset and garter belts when the formidable woman descended upon him, positioning herself as to trap him between racks of feminine items.