Now Mike had it all; he was dating the beautiful Beth Wagner and had a position with one of the top law firms in New York City.Now Mike had it all; he was dating the beautiful Beth Wagner and had a position with one of the top law firms in New York City. He was on his way up. There was only one thing missing in Mike's life; he wanted to dress up. After watching Alice all day, Mike decided it was time to see what he could do about his urge to dress. Mike had heard rumors of boutique that catered to men like him and, with no trouble, he was able to find it down on 14th St. Once there, Mike went on a crazed shopping spree. Here was everything he'd dreamed about, and he bought it all. A long blonde wig, cosmetics, waist cinch, a bra and pads to fit it, a little contraption to hold his cock and balls out of sight, a padded panty, a garter belt and hosiery, spike heels, lingerie, some dresses, and a couple of books which he hoped would help him put it all together. Mike saw a girl in the store. She was tall, kind of skinny and flat chested, but really cute with short black hair. She was wearing a suit, and looked as if she'd stopped off on her way home from the office. Mike wondered what she was doing there, but then he thought, "she's probably thinking the same thing about me." Mike gathered his purchases together after paying for them and headed for the door with his arms filled with boxes. He walked past the girl he'd seen earlier. "Just getting started?" It was a man! The voice gave him away. Mike stared. He hadn't been able to, and still couldn't, tell by his appearance. "Don't get spooked. I don't bite." He said in a low husky voice. "I'm sorry, it's just that ... this is my first time and I uh ... don't know ..." Stammered Mike. "That's O.K. Here let me give you a hand with your bags." ******* Mike and Dawn, as he called himself, sat in the back of a coffee shop talking. "Get it. From Don to Dawn and the dawn of a new me." "Yeah." Said Mike, still entranced by the image of the man before him. "I must compliment you on you appearance. I had no idea that a man could look so much like a woman." "Well thank you very much, but I can't take the credit for that. I'm afraid the Institute gets the blame." "The what?" "The Institute. Oh, it's got some long name like The Institute for the Amelioration of Gender something or other, but all the TV's I know call it The Institute. |