Looking at my reflection in the full length mirror, I was astounded to see that I not only was attractive, but I would have liked to date a girl who looked as good as I did them. The only problem was, wearing these things gave me a perpetual hard on, and I hoped it didn't show.
"Okay, let's go downstairs and see if Eleanor agrees that you are as attractive as I believe you are. I'm almost jealous of your appearance, and when your hair grows out a bit, we'll be able to make you more attractive."
She was talking about the future, and took for granted that I would want be become more attractive, and thus more feminine. I enjoyed being a woman, but how far was I to go"
We had our drinks and dinner and I knew they were constantly taking me me in. I got a tingle knowing they approved, and oh how I loved being dressed and accepted as one of them.