Denis To Denise ( A story of Cross-dressing )

By Katie West

It wasn't far to Freddy's house and the trip passed in a blur of anticipation. By the time he arrived his heart was racing, and his hands clammy. As instructed, he let himself in and called out from the hall.

'Hi Freddy, it's only me, I won't be long.'

'I'm in the sitting room when your ready, just through here.' Freddy called out from a room down the hallway.

'Ok, thanks,' Denis called back before heading into the cloakroom.

He opened the case and retrieved his dress, hanging it from the hook on the back of the door. Quickly he tugged off his jeans and t-shirt, folded them and packed them away. He hoped he wouldn't be needing them for a while. He stood and looked at the dress, resisting the urge to reach out his hand and stroke the material. He knew that in a moment it would be on him, his entire body would be encased in the soft material, and he was enjoying the anticipation of that moment.

He pulled on his wig and brushed it, letting the long blond tresses slide down his back. He quickly applied his make-up, making sure that it was done just right and not over-done. Once he had blotted his lipstick, he was ready, at last. Now he could reach out and take hold of his dress, and step into it, pulling it up over his hips and sliding his arms into the straps. He let the rest of the material cascade around his stocking clad legs. He slipped on his high heels and he was ready, well as ready as he was ever going to be. He glanced at himself in the mirror and smiled at the woman reflected back at him.

'Hi Denise, it's lovely to see you again. Now lets go and have a lovely evening.'

Denise closed her case and, leaving everything tidy in the cloakroom, she turned towards the door, pausing with her hand on the door-handle. Taking a deep breath she turned it, opened the door and started to make her way down the hall.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Katie West
• Release date: Jul 26, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476426402

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Denis to Denise

By

Katie West

Copyright©Katie West 2012

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Note: This story contains sexually explicit material, and is intended only for persons over the age of 18. By downloading and opening this document, you are stating that you are of legal age to access and view this work of fiction.

All of the characters involved in the sexual situations in this story are 18 years of age or older.

Denis to Denise

Denis would always remember when it had all started, it was so firmly etched in his memory.

He was hanging around the house, bored, during the school holidays when his mum yelled at him that, if nothing else, he could at least help her by folding his clean washing, especially as he generated so much of it.

Reluctantly, with a scowl on his face, he went to the utility room and unloaded the dryer into the plastic washing basket. Carrying it through to his bedroom, he plonked it down on the bed.

His mother cast a glance in his direction as he passed and simply shrugged her shoulders. The joys of moody teenagers, she thought to herself as she continued with cooking the dinner.

In his room, Denis started to fold the laundry. At least mum had washed his jeans, so he could wear them tonight, he thought. Next was one of his new t-shirts, something he could probably wear with his jeans tonight. As he folded it he felt a lump under the material. He slid his hand between the two layers of the shirt and pulled out what was lurking there. He looked down at his hand and saw a curled up