Touching the blonde mannequin, the first thing you notice is that the seemingly plastic surface of its skin is warm to the touch. Very odd indeed. It only takes a few moments to remove the garment from the frozen figurine, the soft, silken cloth coming into your hands and still strangely warm to the touch. It feels almost as though it could have come right off the body of a living, breathing human being. This particular mannequin had been wearing a pair of silver-coloured silk panties. Slitted up the rear, they almost seem as though they could have been made to allow something to slip through. Like a belt.. or a tail. Curious indeed.
Taking the pair of panties to the bed, you act on a strange impulse, or perhaps one not so strange. You've always had a bit of a thing for feminine clothing, haven't you? It seems like a simply sinful pleasure to be able to slide out of your male clothes in preparation for putting on such a beautifully feminine garment. The room is warm enough to save you a chill, allowing you to gather your everyday clothes and throw them into the bedroom's hamper. Returning to the bed where you left the pair of panties, you take them in your hands, fingering the softness of the silk before taking a breath and sliding them up your legs and into place.
There's a sudden warm and wet sensation as you slide those wonderfully soft panties up your legs. Concentrated in your feet, you look down for a shock. Having felt as though your feet were suddenly doused in warm water and then instantly dried again, the sensation could have been dismissed as your own arousal at this impromptu crossdressing scenario were it not for the change which crept into your masculine feet. As though your body were melding to meet the garment's wants, your feet have grown smaller and slimmer, much more delicate and lady-like.
As if this weren't strange enough, your feet have grown a soft coat of silken black fur, your toes tipped by small claws. If you didn't know any better, you'd say that you had paw-feet. But that's just ridiculous. Or is it? Upon a little closer inspection, those small toe claws have turned a shade of light purple. Some manner of claw-polish you imagine, though you have to admit that the effect is very pretty.
Unable to deny that your new furry, padded toes, with their small, purple-polished claws look incredibly feminine and sexy, you wiggle your toes against the soft carpet beneath your new feet and can't help but gasp at the sensual feeling. Apparently the baby-soft pads on the bottoms of your feet are quite sensitive. Simply dragging them against the carpet has a definite erotic sensation. Quite despite yourself, you find yourself idly wondering how they might look in a pair of high heels. No matter how you pictured it, the image is very arousing.
Looking at your discarded sneakers, you have to frown. There's nothing pleasant about them. You could hardly believe that once, so long ago, you had found them stylish. Glancing towards the closet, a mischievious thought occurrs to you. You must be in a girl's room. Surely, a girl's closet might contain something of interest. Having had a kink for feminine clothing for the longest time, you decide to take a look. Crossing the room on your new feet is heaven, as is the way those silk panties caress you with each movement. Every step sends erotic little tingles through you.