Dan was up early. He had awful stomach cramps and had heard this enough from his own female friends to know it couldnt be a good sign. He walked into the bathroom, and took a towel from his hand bag, and carefully placed it were the instructions said to.
More than anything, it was a constant reminder of his new femininity, and how he was stuck in this body. He then proceded to unpack all the boxes of clothes n vickys room, and sort through them.
Moslty it was clothes, and bits of cosmetics. A few pictures lay scattered around, and here and there some item of furniture. He found as big a bag as he could and stuffed useful items, such as the clothing and the perfumes etc into it, and then left. He put it inot his car, and made for his home.
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Vicky now darren, was in bed with olivia. They had been for a meal, and then had come back to her place. He was feeling excellent and the more he stayed as a man, the more he loved it. He was holding olivia in his arms, and was gently rubbing his chin against her head. He was looking forward to his new future.
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Dan got home. He emptied the bag in his room and began to sift through. 'Better get used to this'. After a hile of seperating underwear from pants and tops, he stood, looking at his new reflection, and stared.
"I am vicky. I am a woman" He stood for a while longer, and then undressed down to his panties, not wanting to disturb anything. He then decided. This was it. If he was going to be this woman, he was going to start feeling feminine and act that way.
He rummaged through the clothes, trying his best to ignore the uncomfortable stomach pains, and found a tight knee legnth skirt, and a poler kneck top. He replaced his bra, easing his breats into the cups, and then zipped the skirt on. He looked at himself. His ass was amazing. He groped it, and started to pose in female ways. He pouted and tried to cross his legs in seductive ways. Sat there in a bra and skirt. He was slightly warming up to the power he now had. He found some knee high boots and zipped them up. He walked around, checking "the wiggle" he now had, and suddenly it dawned on him. He was really attractive.
He stayed the whole night trying on different clothes, and loved the way his body moved in a sexual unison. He wore make up and ear rings. He had finally begun to warm up to this new body,