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A few days later I was in my room just chilling, a little bored, when I hear the doorbell, I didn’t gave it much thought tho, my mother sometimes orders stuff from Amazon, so I figured it was another package; but then she called for me. “Michael, can you come?”. I did and found her in her with a box in hands. “I bought you a present”, she said and handed me the box. I noticed it was a shoe box, I got excited, at least until I opened it. It was a pair of black high heels. I silently looked at my mom. “Michael, would you mind helping me practice my fashion skills?”. I gave it some thought. Last time it wasn’t that bad, now again it was just make up, now she wants me to go all the way; even tho I was a little uncertain, I accepted. “Great!” she said. “But we need to do something about your body hair, girls don’t have hairy legs and armpits. Take this” she gave me a bottle of Nair. “Follow the instructions and take a bath, I will be waiting for you here for the make up.” I did as she said.

An hour later my body was so smooth, I can’t lie, I liked how it felt. “Done? Great. Now sit down darling, today you will be rocking curly hair”. So for the next two hours she curled my hair and did my makeup. Again it was quite nice once I relaxed a little, but I couldn’t relax fully, I kept thinking that she also wanted me to dress up. “Done, now you have the face of a beautiful woman, but we need to do something with does clothes”. She said in a playful tone, as always, she was enjoying it. She walked to her closet, which is less of a piece of furniture and more like a whole room full of clothes, meanwhile I sat down and took some glances at myself in the mirror, looking at the hair and makeup. “So darling, what would you like to try on?”. “I don’t know... Just don’t let it be too girly please, no dresses or skirts today”. “Not today, huh?”, she looked at me and smiled, then continued to look through all her clothes. She then came to me with a bunch of clothes in her hands. “Okay, this is your outfit, you will really show off those gorgeous legs. Like you said, no skirts or dresses, but this still should make you feel feminine” “Like if I didn’t already felt like it”. I said while I played with a string of my curled hair. “Exactly, so here you go”. She said as she started handing me the clothes one by one. “Here is a crop top and some short that I used to wear when I was young”. I looked at the clothes and became a little worried. “Mom, this shorts are really, really short… They will show my butt”. She giggled. “Only a little, that’s why you can’t wear your boxers, you’ll have to wear this” And then she handed me a bra and a thong. A THONG. I was in disbelief, but before I could say something she started saying. “Look Michael, just give it a try. If you don’t like it you can take it off and I won’t ask you to do this again”. I said nothing, I just walked to the bathroom with clothes in hand, locked the door and started to undress.

Once I was naked, I decided to go for it, I took the bra and put it on, I struggled for a while but finally managed to lock it in place; and now it was time for the thong. I took with both hands and started to slide it up my naked legs until finally it reached my waist and I let go of it. The snap of doing that, and how it felt in my butt; I didn’t knew if I liked this feeling, but I knew I didn’t disliked it. I was so nervous since I entered the bathroom that when I looked up, this was the first time I saw the big mirror in the wall and I could just stand in awe as I saw myself, a pretty young woman in her underwear with smoky eyes, glossy lips, long curly hair and smooth, sexy legs. I even checked out my butt, and it looked amazing with the thong going through it; I was incredibly sexy. I continued hypnotised by the image in the mirror until my mom knocked the door. “Is everything ok? Do you need help?”. I snapped back to reality. “Everything is fine, I’m almost done”. I put on the rest of the clothes on and walked outside the bathroom.

“Oh my god, you look even better than I expected!” She said as she stared at me. “How do you like it, Michael?”. I looked at myself in the mirror, then smiled and said. “I don’t know if Michael suits me right now”. She looked so happy hearing me say that, she took the high heels out of the box and gave them to me. “Why don’t you give them a try?”. I sat and started putting them on my feet; just as I was putting on the second one my mother surprised me and said “Smile, Michelle!”, as she took a photo of me.

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A few days later I was in my room just chilling, a little bored, when I hear the doorbell, I didn’t gave it much thought tho, my mother sometimes orders stuff from Amazon, so I figured it was another package; but then she called for me. “Michael, can you come?”. I did and found her in her with a box in hands. “I bought you a present”, she said and handed me the box. I noticed it was a shoe box, I got excited, at least until I opened it. It was a pair of black high heels. I silently looked at my mom. “Michael, would you mind helping me practice my fashion skills?”. I gave it some thought. Last time it wasn’t that bad, now again it was just make up, now she wants me to go all the way; even tho I was a little uncertain, I accepted. “Great!” she said. “But we need to do something about your body hair, girls don’t have hairy legs and armpits. Take this” she gave me a bottle of Nair. “Follow the instructions and take a bath, I will be waiting for you here for the make up.” I did as she said.

An hour later my body was so smooth, I can’t lie, I liked how it felt. “Done? Great. Now sit down darling, today you will be rocking curly hair”. So for the next two hours she curled my hair and did my makeup. Again it was quite nice once I relaxed a little, but I couldn’t relax fully, I kept thinking that she also wanted me to dress up. “Done, now you have the face of a beautiful woman, but we need to do something with does clothes”. She said in a playful tone, as always, she was enjoying it. She walked to her closet, which is less of a piece of furniture and more like a whole room full of clothes, meanwhile I sat down and took some glances at myself in the mirror, looking at the hair and makeup. “So darling, what would you like to try on?”. “I don’t know... Just don’t let it be too girly please, no dresses or skirts today”. “Not today, huh?”, she looked at me and smiled, then continued to look through all her clothes. She then came to me with a bunch of clothes in her hands. “Okay, this is your outfit, you will really show off those gorgeous legs. Like you said, no skirts or dresses, but this still should make you feel feminine” “Like if I didn’t already felt like it”. I said while I played with a string of my curled hair. “Exactly, so here you go”. She said as she started handing me the clothes one by one. “Here is a crop top and some short that I used to wear when I was young”. I looked at the clothes and became a little worried. “Mom, this shorts are really, really short… They will show my butt”. She giggled. “Only a little, that’s why you can’t wear your boxers, you’ll have to wear this” And then she handed me a bra and a thong. A THONG. I was in disbelief, but before I could say something she started saying. “Look Michael, just give it a try. If you don’t like it you can take it off and I won’t ask you to do this again”. I said nothing, I just walked to the bathroom with clothes in hand, locked the door and started to undress.

Once I was naked, I decided to go for it, I took the bra and put it on, I struggled for a while but finally managed to lock it in place; and now it was time for the thong. I took with both hands and started to slide it up my naked legs until finally it reached my waist and I let go of it. The snap of doing that, and how it felt in my butt; I didn’t knew if I liked this feeling, but I knew I didn’t disliked it. I was so nervous since I entered the bathroom that when I looked up, this was the first time I saw the big mirror in the wall and I could just stand in awe as I saw myself, a pretty young woman in her underwear with smoky eyes, glossy lips, long curly hair and smooth, sexy legs. I even checked out my butt, and it looked amazing with the thong going through it; I was incredibly sexy. I continued hypnotised by the image in the mirror until my mom knocked the door. “Is everything ok? Do you need help?”. I snapped back to reality. “Everything is fine, I’m almost done”. I put on the rest of the clothes on and walked outside the bathroom.

“Oh my god, you look even better than I expected!” She said as she stared at me. “How do you like it, Michael?”. I looked at myself in the mirror, then smiled and said. “I don’t know if Michael suits me right now”. She looked so happy hearing me say that, she took the high heels out of the box and gave them to me. “Why don’t you give them a try?”. I sat and started putting them on my feet; just as I was putting on the second one my mother surprised me and said “Smile, Michelle!”, as she took a photo of me.