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The Passage of Lydia Part 3
Date: 8/6/2015, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Shemales, Author: fifebi, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
and those round eyes will help, in fact there is a gentle female quality to your face.” She told me as she began smoothing foundation over my face and neck. Next a spot of blusher before she went to work on my eyes. “Now don’t panic, this is eyeliner, just look up as I apply it.” Then the eye shadow and mascara, Aunty Bev commenting how my lashes were lovely and long. A little highlighting with the eyebrow pencil then the finishing touch. “A lady is never properly dressed until she has her lippy on, now open your mouth slightly” she commanded. A few strokes later and it was done. I was eager to see myself but Aunty Bev insisted not until the job was done. She had chosen beautiful deep blue underwear, bra, panties and suspenders. There was delicate lace edging and the panties had a see through front.” Janet Reger” announced Aunty Bev and I half expected to see a woman enter. I must have looked puzzled cause Aunty Bev laughed her crystal laugh again and said “The lingerie, it is by Janet Reger. Good quality, expensive and just right for my Lydia”. As she hooked the bra behind me she cupped my ‘breasts’ and tutted. “Now we can’t have this.” I looked and saw the space between cup and body wasn’t very flattering “Don’t panic!” she cried like the old man from Dad’s Army. She went back to wig box and reached in to the bottom and brought out 2 of the strangest things I had seen. Seeing my bewilderment Aunty Bev looked me in the eye, “These are false breasts, they will sit and give ... the appearance of the real thing when in a bra. Now don’t ask about them right now but I will tell you more later. Now let’s get them sitting right. After 10 minutes she was happy with how it looked. She fastened the suspender belt around my waist then asked me to step into the panties. Oh Boy! I could tell they were quality, I had never felt anything that soft against my skin. “Now stockings.” And Aunty Bev produced a pair of light blue nylons with a seam that ran from toe to thigh. “RHT, reinf***ed heels and toe stockings” this was becoming quite a lesson. Once Aunty Bev had fastened the last suspender clasp she stood back to admire her handy work. “Can I see now?” “No we need the final pieces of our jigsaw” she teased. Opening the wardrobe door she pulled out 2 hangers. The first had a cream silk blouse the other a black knee length pencil skirt with a slit up the side. Aunty Bev took her time buttoning the blouse which only went up a little past where a cleavage would begin. I next stepped into the skirt and had to shimmy a bit getting it over my hips. It was tight but it fit. “Now a few embellishments” and Aunty Bev place a heavy silver chain around my neck and a matching bracelet on my right wrist, sliver and pearl drop earrings were clipped to my ears and finally she placed put the wig cap then wig on my head. Still humming to the music she began to preen and tousle the fringe and as she stood back she let a deep sigh and smiled. ”Now these, as she bent down and picked ...