I awoke and started my morning ritual of preparation to go out jogging. I slipped into my padded vaginal pants and then stretched into my short jogging tights. Using a bit of adhesive I attached my breasts, and then put on an exercise bra. Use of the IPL device was definitely showing a difference in my face less beard growth so it only took me a moment to lightly shave with the razor.

Having slightly scraped my face, I applied my moisturizer and then a light covering of foundation and contoured enough just to get show the feminine facial features. I lightly outlined my eyes and used a light shade of lipstick. Having done that I remembered to use a fragrant deodorant and then pinned on my wig and put on my cap and was out the door.

The exercise jog was uneventful as I practiced more of the swaying of the hips and letting my hands be loose with my elbows out (ala Lynda Carter wonder woman video). As I said it was uneventful until I came around the corner to Sam’s house and out in the neighbor’s yard was Ted the 19-year-old son trimming the bushes on the area between the yards.

I noticed that his head turned toward me that indicated that he had seen me so going around the block a few more times might not be the smart move. So, I slowed my pace a bit and took advantage of checking myself out in the windows and mirrors of the cars parked on the street. Fortunately, there was about 100 yards to the house and plenty of cars so I was a bit more confident as I checked myself out and made my approach, but I still was on edge.

I had met Ted previously in my male mode but only for a few fleeting moments, so it was my hope that his memory of me was a bit fuzzy. He watched me as I entered the drive way and stopped the timer on my watch. Feeling that it might be best to put out the most feminine performance I smiled and waved at him as I took time to recover.

Ted smiled back and waved and to my horror began to move towards me. I had stopped just next to my rental so I used its mirror to adjust my wig hair and hat to frame my face a bit better. At that point I focused on my most available female traits to display a very big smile and using my feminine voice.

As he got near, he introduced himself and I did the same. He stated that he was wondering when he would see me since Sam had told the family that I would be visiting. While we exchanged pleasantries, I took stock of him and noticed how tall and lanky he was (about 2 inches taller than me). He was wearing a t-shirt that seemed small on him and a tight pair of cut off jean shorts.

He then asked how long I would be staying and what plans I had. By now I had relaxed enough to say I would be there for a week or so and doing some work. As we talked, I noticed that his eyes drifted towards my chest repeatedly. I then remembered that my breast nipples made distinct impression on my bra.

Having come down from fright to calm I began to take a couple of deep breathes and watched his eyes follow the outline of the nipples on my bra as I stretched the material. His response heightened my teasing sensuality and, in a moment, I had a plan to exploit the situation. So I then excused myself informing Ted that I needed to stretch out before my legs started to cramp and headed for the house.

Ted headed back to his pruning while I went in to grab my yoga mat. Sam had a small patio in front with a table on two chairs. By placing my mat where the table was, I would be able to give Ted a bit of a show. As I came out the door, I thought I would just move the table by myself and then my female tease came out and I walked over to where Ted was pruning and asked if he could help me move the table.

He readily agreed. Although I could have moved the table myself in male mode, I made sure that I demonstrated as little strength as possible while he helped me. As I was doing so, I made sure that he had an ample view of my breasts. Once we had moved the table, I thanked him and laid out the mat so as to give him a good view of my stretching.

When I sat down on the mat, I noticed that my stretchy short jogging tights gave an outline of my pubic mons from my vaginal panties that definitely showed a camel toe. With that I spread out my legs giving Ted what has been referred to as a beaver shot and began to stretch by putting my head down to my knee and pulling at my toes. As I repeated this exercise, I could hear the clippers that he was using pause for a moment or two and then start up again.

Being the tease that I was I moved myself into various positions and gave him a good show. Once I had finished and moved my mat, I sauntered over to him and asked for his help to move the table back. He readily agreed and I took note with special pleasure to see that the front of his cut offs had a distinct bulge in them.

Once done he asked if I would be working out every morning and I told him that I usually try to do that, he then said that he might see me again. With that I turned and moved the chairs into position and saw that Sam was coming out with a couple of cups of coffee one of which he offered me.

As we sat down on the chairs and Sam smiled and stated that he saw all of what occurred and was quite amused and said that I was a bit of a tease. I must have turned three shades of red for Sam continued that he thought that any woman as good looking as I would every now and then use their feminine assets for their entertainment. I then confessed that I was definitely a bit of a tease but he should already have known that.

He smiled again and said yes, he knew but it was entertaining watching me tease Ted. With that he got up with his mug and walked over to talk to Ted. I wasn’t sure what he said but it seemed that they both got a chuckle out of what he said. He then walked back to the table.

Sitting down he told me that he had informed Ted, that I was recently divorced woman trying to figure herself out, while trying to project a young flirtatious persona that would attract men since I had some self-doubts about this. He also told him that I could be trouble and handle with extreme care as I was hot. He said that Ted agreed that I was hot and needed cooling off and maybe he had the hose to cool me down, that was where the joke was. Ted kept grinning at that and I wasn’t sure how to take it but smiled back. We then finished our coffee and I waved at Ted as I went into the house to take my shower.

As I entered the bedroom, I gave a good look around the bedroom to see what needed tidying up I needed to do. I had already made the bed (my usual routine was to do this before jogging), but I also noted that there were items still in my suitcases that needed hanging up and the prosthetics that I about the room really needed to be out of sight.

Sam had graciously cleared up ½ of the closet and most of the two layers of shelve space above. Laying out a couple of towels I placed the cleaned hip and gender prosthetics and placed them up on the top shelve. I then placed the various breast prosthetics on the lower shelve. I had to use the stool to see what I was doing but it kept these items discretely hidden.

I then turned my attention to my four (yes four wigs). Since they would not be seen to a casual observer to be out place, I unfolded three of the stands and placed them on the dresser with a wig on each. Since I would be wearing the fourth, I decided I didn’t need to take up the extra room. I then placed my undies in the dresser along with some shorts, shirts, stockings and other items in the dresser.

My makeup and jewelry were already out and on the vanity table along with my hygiene items. That left only hanging up some dresses, slacks, blouses and skits. It surprised me though to see that I had only packed 6 pairs of shoes to include my jogging shoes (I fixed that in the days that followed). I then stored the empty suitcases in the closet. Looking about the room there was no hint of anything extraordinary about the woman that was staying there. I did replace the flowers that Sam had put out from those I picked from the garden.

As this was already Friday and the Wedding was tomorrow evening, I definitely needed to get a dress for the reception. From this point my plan for the day was to get the dress that I would wear to the wedding. To do this I had to select one that would fit my body as I shaped it with my prosthetics and cincher. With this in mind I laid out the prosthetics that I was going to wear for the wedding so I could be sure of the fit. Fortunately, I had spent some funds on a couple of “Real breast” that were toned to my body pigment and had edges that were easily hidden by makeup. At first, I was undecided as if it would be good to go with my padded vaginal panty. The length of time that I would be wearing the prosthetic panties was a real consideration due to my body heat and sweat. After a moment of careful consideration, I decided that I would go with the separate thigh pads. With the right dress I would be able to survive the day and night in them. I then got out a push up bra to accentuate the cleavage with the breasts and my corset (with silk sheath) since I wanted to get a dress that would hang well with my body shapers.

Having selected my foundation items, I laid out the rest of my clothes for the day, a cami, silk blouse, skirt, panties, garter belt and stockings. The selection allowed me to easily remove my clothes to try on the selected dresses while wearing the garter belt. I would be using an over the penis urinary catheter with tapping. This with using the garter belt would allow me to sit and pee through the catheter by just removing my panties without untapping.

I also set aside a pair of heels of the type I wanted to wear with the dress. These I took with me in a tote bag. Taking the heels along in a bag allowed me to see myself in heels while wearing the dress but also being comfortable while shopping in a pair of low pumps.

As I was going through and selecting my undies, I noted that I would have to start my laundry or I would soon be out clothes to wear. With that in mind and it still being early I pulled out a pair of knee length shorts (to cover my thigh length prosthetic) and a light peasant peplum blouse to wear while doing laundry.

Heading to the shower I took off and cleaned my prosthetic vaginal panties and attachable breast forms. I had left the closet door open to allow for air circulation while my prosthetics dried. Having completed the preliminaries, and prior to getting into the shower and using a hand mirror and the mirror across the room, I examined all of my body for any residual hair (fortunately there was little to no growth from the waxing).

Satisfied with the inspection I stepped into the shower. Once done I toweled off and applied moisturizer to my whole body. Since I was going to tapping for the whole day, so I sprayed a bit of feminine hygiene deodorant to my lower parts before applying the catheter to my penis and taping.

With that in place I took my time to clean my chest prior to applying the adhesive for the breast forms. As always, I much appreciated the art work that went into the forms since they blended so well into my skin. I did use a bit of makeup concealer on the edges to make it blend in better.

As I examined myself in the full-length mirror, I saw a very gender neutral to nude feminine appearance in the mirror. I was satisfied with this since I was not wearing any makeup, wig, or other shaping device. With my breasts in place, I placed them into my bra and adjusted the straps. The nipples definitely showed through the lining of the bra.

With my bra in place, I started with the corset as I needed to again become accustomed to wearing it for the duration. Putting on the silk sheath prior to putting it on, (that prevented it from chaffing), I then wrapped it around my waist and fastened up the front hooks. Once the hooks were in place, I gathered the laces and began to tighten them. I was able to tighten them myself by attaching the ends of the laces, to the bathroom door knobs and walking away from the open door.

Tying off the loose ends I then pulled a bit of excess flesh down from the lower front of the corset that gave me a rather feminine tummy curve (I decided later to accentuate it with a small bit of self adhesive padding). Since I was going to do my laundry wearing the shorts and blouse, I forego putting on my garter belt and stockings until later. Having the corset tied off I then pulled my panties up and on to my waist.

With my undies on I started my makeup routine. First a close shave with a new blade to remove any hint of facial hair (my IPL treatment had removed some but not all of the facial hair) and removing my ear studs. Having done this, I then pinned my wig cap in place with multiple bobby pins. With the wig cap securely in place, I arched my eye brows by pulling them up with a sliver of medical tape just above the natural arch and anchored to the wig cap. I then moved on to the color corrector where needed (again not much since I was using the IPL), applied my base foundation then did light contouring and highlighting.

Having been doing this now for a few days I had a bit of a routine going and I was able to complete my makeup routine in about a quarter of the time that it normally took me when getting ready. Once I had done my eyes and finished with my powder, I selected the wig that I would wear to the wedding and pinned it into place.

With that in mind and it still being early I pulled out a pair of knee length shorts (to cover my thigh length prosthetic) and a light peasant peplum blouse to wear while doing laundry. Grabbing my sling back thong sandals I slid them on. With doing laundry, I skipped putting on any additional jewelry other than my watch. I checked myself in the mirror and after a spritz of perfume was ready to do my laundry.

Sam saw that I was doing my laundry and asked when would we be going out looking for a dress. Looking at my watch and the amount of laundry I had to do I told him that I would be ready to go in an hour. After loading the machine with my laundry, I went back to the bedroom and put on a set of small earrings, watch and small jewelry. Checking myself in the mirror to see if I missed anything I brushed out my hair and got a pair of heels that I thought would go with a dress and placed them in a tote bag.

Pulling off my shorts and panties, I then grabbed my garter belt and put it in place and then selected two pairs of matching stockings (one for my purse) and sat down on the edge of the bed to pull them on. Having them in place I stepped into my panties and pulled them up over the garters. I then selected a mid-knee length skirt to wear. Once in place I went with a low heal pointy pumps since they would be easy to get on and off. By the time that I was done getting ready the washer chimed and I put the clothes in the dryer on a long gentle cycle.

Having done this I went looking for Sam who was reading in the lounge and told him that I was ready to go dress shopping. We got in his car and headed for the Mall. Once at the Mall I took the lead and headed for Macy’s.

The evening gown selection was good but not great and I started to go through the racks while Sam looked on. As I was going through them a mature sales lady approached, paused and watched me for a moment than asked if I was interested in anything in particular.

In my most feminine voice I said that I was looking for something to wear to a wedding that my friend was taking me too and I pointed towards Sam. My voice and pointing out Sam must have confirmed in her mind that I was a woman looking for something special as her mood changed almost instantly into being most helpful.

She asked my size and what style I would like and then went and pulled out a few dresses from some of the other racks. I looked them and selected a blue ruffle mid chiffon dress with a plunging neckline, A floral pattern plunging neckline dress, and a navy off the shoulder maxi dress with a gathered waist. I checked the sizes and saw they were all within my efforts of body shaper containment and padding.

Trying each on was a very gratifying experience. Being able to put on feminine clothes and feel them and then get to see them with me in them was at first overwhelming. The first dress I tried on I almost bought right then since the experience was so fantastic. It took an extra 5 minutes for me to stop looking in the mirror and to show Sam.

The sales lady had moved on to help another customer and Sam was looking at his phone when I came out of the changing room to show him the dress. He smiled and said he liked it very much but my intention was to wow him so back I went for the other dresses. I went through the first selection and then I picked out a couple more and tried them on but I didn’t hit Sam’s wow button with any.

So off from Macy’s and on to the other shops. I have to admit that although it was a bit tiring for me, I was enjoying selecting the dresses and trying them on. I did notice that Sam was showing a bit of boredom though, so after the third store and no dress so I suggested lunch which he immediately agreed to. We had lunch at the food court which revived Sam and as I was making my way to the ladies’ room, I spied a simple dress shop just off the food court area.

Upon my return I dragged Sam into one more shop and promised him that if I didn’t find anything that I would drop him off and finish my search this afternoon. He said that he could continue to accompany me but the look that he might be able to get home told the story. So, I got him off to the little shop that I found and started through the racks. I was amazed at the selection but I decided on just three that might fit the bill.

The first was a bit to formal and I thought showed a bit too much of me and the second was way to risqué for a wedding but the blue (almost aqua) one just showed everything that I wanted while being subdued enough. When I showed Sam, I could tell by his eyes that this dress was a hit. This now solved that problem and I now had the dress.

Once we were back at Sam’s I put away my new treasure and called my makeup artist to confirm my appointment for tomorrow. As the wedding and the reception was only about 30 minutes away from the artist’s studio, I would have plenty of time to make it there and back before the wedding. After confirming the time, I consulted with Sam and he told me not to worry that he would drop me off and pick me up from the stylist.

He told me that he had a cousin who was also attending the wedding just a few minutes from where the wedding and reception would be held and he would visit him and change at his place.
That way he could drop me off and pick me up. This took a lot of the pressure off of me so I could then relax and enjoy my makeover.

I started diner and told Sam to put his feet up, which he did and took a nap. Going through what he had in fridge and pantry I came up with a Chicken satay salad. The hardest part was looking for some the spices that were around the kitchen. Eventually I had dinner prepared and I woke Sam up. He wasn’t too sure about the selection though since he was used to mainly meat with a side of something. I told him that while I was around that I was going to try to keep him healthy. After trying a bit of the salad though he did say that he liked it and actually went for more of the salad.

After diner he helped with the small amount of cleanup, after which he opened a bottle of wine and poured me and himself a glass. He then put on some background music and we settled down to discuss the wedding.

He started by saying. “We need sort of background story for you since you being as attractive as you are and being with me will bring in a lot of questions from friends and family.”

Blushing a bit, I replied. “I agree, you will get bugged after I leave unless we have a plausible story for them. I suggest that we keep it as close to the truth as possible and use the sister angle since most, if not all of them that had met her was a long time ago and we do have a resemblance. We can keep the recently divorced bit and my work background since both my sister and I have followed the same profession.”

Sam nodded in agreement.

After finishing my glass, I told him that I had to get things ready for tomorrow and I would be turning in afterwards. As I got up to leave he said to me, “You know you can change at my cousins house, I talked to his wife earlier and she suggested it since I told her I was going to drop you off at a salon to get pretty for the wedding.”

I paused for a moment and said, “You think that they would be happy with me changing there?”

Sam replied with a chuckle, “As I said Camila had already offered. She won’t mind havening some female companionship. Besides you will probably look stunning after the salon makeover.
I was a bit hesitant at first but Sam was right, and the salon didn’t have much of a changing room and will allow me time and privacy to change.

“Sam I would be very grateful to do that and it will help relieve any stress I would have prior to going out.” I replied.
He then texted his cousin of the acceptance of their offer and he wished me a goodnight as I headed off to my room to get my things in order.

It took me a couple of hours to choose my accessories and other items and get them in arranged. I laid out my clothes and a possible change along with cosmetics that I might need. Finally I set out the dress shoes and bag that I would need and set about getting myself ready for bed. By the time I was in my pjs I could hear Sam snoring away in the other room.