The Invitation Part 5

Undoing a tube in the box she smeared a little of its content on the
back of each of the breast forms and then slid each into its respective bra
cup. A little adjustment and she declared herself happy with the look.

Last of all came the dress. A plain black cocktail dress which she fed
over his head and pulled down, reaching behind him to pull up the zip,
giving some final attention to the few hairs that the process had
dislodged.

Finally the preening and pampering was complete and Sally declared
herself satisfied with her work.

"Done!" she declared. "What do you think?"

She turned Jack back to face the mirror and for the first time he saw
the whole picture. And it was quite a sight. What Jack knew was standing
there- shown there in the image was a perfectly natural heterosexual young
man of 20. What he saw was a very attractive young woman of maybe slightly
less than 20 in a flattering black cocktail dress with nylon encased legs,
a pair of smart but not too dressy court shoes, a pendant and a
shorter-than-average hairdo all kept in place with a decorative clip. The
girl was well made up, had a great figure and, had Jack met her when he was
single, he would definitely have tried to get into her knickers. Except
his mind was telling him that it was him wearing the knickers.

"Well? What do you think?" Sally repeated.

"Err, yeah, not bad. Looks OK."

"Only OK? I think you're doing yourself down. You look great."

"Well, I look alright. Just look like a bloke in a dress!"

"Oh no, honey. You look much better than that."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Why aren't you getting changed?"

"Oh, my outfit's at Lucy's place. She hired them both from some
fancy-dress shop so I'll just have to get changed once we get there. I'll
just throw something on for now."

She opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of black stockings and a
suspender belt. Jack watched as she stripped naked, revealing her gorgeous
body to him. She ran the stockings up her legs and attached the clasps on
the belt to the tops of the stockings. Then she stepped into a short denim
skirt, pulled it up over her hips and zipped it up. Finally she pulled a
cotton sweater over her naked breasts.