Nightie Stories

It was about two weeks after Halloween that the dreams began. I began to dream about being transformed again. I was able to recall the feel of the silky garment against my skin, the sensation of the nylons brushing against each other as I walked.I recalled all the women at the party who danced with me and rubbed my silk covered ass. "You feel like a real girl," more than one said, and I did. I saw the vision of the girl I...

Shyly you come towards me. Your nightie is red, short, and lacy. A single delicate pearl button between your breasts holds the top closed. Almost sheer, the outline of your nipples creates a shadow darker than your skin; thin straps of red across each shoulder. The shadow of your tummy button is clearly visible. Panties the same colour. My God! This is my gift. My body reacts. I want you. I can feel the shyness in you. Yo...