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As I practiced walking in the boots and working on moving and talking like a woman, my girlfriend went to change into her prisoner costume.Ī little while later my girlfriend returned looking more masculine than I could ever look. Even though I knew everyone at the party would be crossdressed, it was clear that I would probably be one of the convincing ones there. My entire body was smooth and hairless and the boots made my long legs look amazing. The skirt sat very low and covered very little of my ass. My top barely covered my large realistic breasts and did nothing to cover my thin waist and flat stomach. I was now a sexy campus coed who would have to fight off the advances of every straight male. When she was finished, I was no longer a skinny college guy with long hair. Over the course of the next several hours I had my body hair removed, my eyebrows trimmed, my ears and naval pierced, fake breasts and a vagina attached, a temporary tattoo placed on small of my back, acrylic nails attached, my nails painted, and my hair and makeup done.
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What followed was the complete elimination of my masculinity. "Yay," she exclaimed happily before kissing me, "Now we have to start getting you ready if we want to win the costume contest." "Please," she responded, "It will be fun." "You didn't say this was a gender swap party," I said in shock. "You have to," she pleaded, "It's a gender swap party. "I don't want to go as a woman," I responded defiantly. "The prisoner costume isn't for you," she replied laughing, "You're going as the slutty cop." "Slutty cop and a prisoner costumes?" I said as she held the costumes up for me to see, "Don't you think the prisoner costume is a little big for me though?" As I looked at the costumes I was surprised at the sizes of each costume. She is several inches taller than I am and more muscular too. My girlfriend, however, is a volleyball player. Now I should mention that I have always been somewhat small and thin and with my long blonde hair people often joked that I looked like a girl. I found this out when she came over the afternoon of the Halloween party to show us the costumes she had picked out for us to wear. You see, this wasn't an ordinary costume party, it was a gender swap costume party. Reluctantly I agreed, but now I wish I hadn't. While I normally don't do anything for Halloween, this year she convinced me to go to a costume party with her. She is actually the reason I'm dressed as a woman. While she managed to get away before campus police showed up, if anyone found out she was involved it could result in her being kicked off the team. I have agreed to keep her identity anonymous for this story so that she wouldn't lose her volleyball scholarship. I work part-time as a bartender at the Tilted Kilt and have been dating my current girlfriend for the past year and a half. My name is Jamie and I'm a 22 year old college student. Before Halloween I have never dressed as a woman before, nor do I plan to again. The breasts and vagina are fake and attached with some kind of glue. For starters, I'm not transgendered or a crossdresser. You're probably wondering why I'm dressed as a woman. Oh, I should probably mention that I'm a guy.
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Looking around at my room full of video games and posters of bikini clad women, I feel really out of place. My mom tells me goodnight and I go to bed in my old bedroom. As I pull the nightgown over my head, I catch the reflection of my naked breasts and the glimmer of my naval ring in the floor length mirror. I take off my knee high boots, fishnet stockings, miniskirt, top, and bra and put on the nightgown. Since all of my clothes are at my apartment near the university, she gives me one of my sister's nightgowns to wear to bed. She helps me take off my jewelry, remove my makeup, and brush out my hair. My mom hugs me as we walk in and takes me to the bathroom to get me cleaned up. I know he is going to say something eventually, but for now he is quiet. My dad says nothing as we pull into the driveway and go inside. My makeup is smudged and my long blonde hair is a mess. I sit with my legs crossed and look at my reflection in the mirror. My boobs are front and center for all the world to see, as are my legs and midriff. I sit in silence and glance shyly up at my dad as he drives me home from the police station. How did I let myself get talked into this? I've always had a hard time saying no to people and this time I let things go too far.