I had just moved into my first apartment and needed to work out how to do the laundry. One of my neighbors had said there was a shared laundry room at the end of the corridor so I grabbed a bag of dirty clothes and threw on some shorts, a t-shirt and flip flops before heading down there.
I walked into the room and started looking for a spare machine when I noticed a basket of ladies underwear just sitting on the side. I think it was just innocent curiosity that made me lift out the silk bra and thong and rub it against my skin. It felt so nice and soft and I couldn't help but think what it would feel like wearing them.
I looked down the hall and saw it was empty. There were no sounds coming from any of the apartments so I quickly pulled down my shorts and ripped off my shirt. I then slid the thong on and fastened the bra up spinning it around the way I'd seen girls do. It was delightful! As I stood there admiring myself I didn't even see the woman walk in.
She was one of my new neighbors, a slim but busty black woman around her mid thirties with a cute face that made her look younger.
"What do we have here?" She said. I looked up but couldn't muster the courage to speak. "Are those my panties you're wearing?" I started to take the bra off but she stopped me. "No! Put your clothes on and come with me", she snapped.
I felt obliged to follow her orders, I mean I had just violated her by wearing her underwear and what if she told the rest of my neighbors. I followed her to her room and she locked the door behind us.
"Right", she said. "If your going to dress like a girl we're going to have to call you by a girls name. How about... Miri? Yes that will do nicely I think." I nodded sheepishly and started to blush. "And you can call me... Madam Tara. OK, now strip for me Miri."
Her tone of voice made me feel both calm and obedient at the same time. I stripped down until I stood in front of her with my hands covering the bra and panties.
"Now take those off and follow me to the bathroom, we need to make you more feminine."
She ushered me into the shower spanking my bottom gently on the way. She then grabbed some shaving foam and started applying it on my chest, under my arms and up my legs.
When she rubbed the foam around my balls my dick began to rise. She slapped my semi stiff penis hard and told me I wasn't allowed to do that. The pain and shock made me go soft again as she picked up a razor and started shaving me until all my hair was removed.
She told me to towel off and said to wait in the front room until she returned. I did what I was told and waited there naked for a few minutes wandering what was going to happen next.
As Madam Tara returned my eyes almost popped out of my head. She was wearing a pair of pvc thigh high boots with fishnets, some shiny pvc hot pants and a tight black corset which made her boob's pop out the top creating the perfect cleavage. In one hand she held a blonde wig which she must have kept from a fancy dress party, and in the other were a pair of matching pink silk lingerie and some sheer black stockings.
She threw them to me and ordered me to get dressed. I rolled the stockings up first, followed by the panties, the bra and lastly the blonde wig.
"Now come with me", she said.
In her bedroom laid out on the bed were a variety of dresses. She told me to sit down by the vanity mirror and then began applying makeup to my face. When she was satisfied that I looked girly enough she told me try on the first dress. It was a yellow summer dress with floral print.
"No, not slutty enough." she said. I slid the dress off and tried another. The next was a long glittery red gown that looked like something a lady would wear to a posh event.
"No... not quite right". She then handed me a really short black mini dress.
"Oh yes." She said. "Perfect." As she zipped up the back. "Now for the shoes," she muttered. "Your feet are a little bigger than mine." She rummaged around the wardrobe and produced a pair of open toed high heels. "Here, try these!"
They were a bit tight but I managed to squeeze my feet into them. "Oh you do look good!" She said as she smiled. "Now show me your best catwalk impression."
I stumbled across the room losing my balance a few times but started swinging my ass and hips which seemed to help. She appeared happy with the result and snapped off a few pics on her camera phone obviously proud of her work.
"A real girly girl to play with." She explained. "Now let's begin your training!" I was shaking nervously but her gentle voice calmed me down. She leaned in and whispered softly in my ear.