Carl to Carla - The Story of a transformation

The nylon slowly encases his legs and his erection grows and grows, stimulated by the strangely exciting feeling of the thin nylon fabric on his bare skin. And when he slips into the pumps and buckles up the ankle straps, his cock becomes even harder.

He gets up from the edge of the bed and his first, wobbling steps in the six inch heels take him to a little mirror on the dresser where he puts on the ash-blonde wig. It changes his face completely and he suddenly cannot resist the urge to see himself completely dressed in lingerie.

His steps click loudly on the shiny, parquetted floor of the hall as he walks to the master bedroom, as fast as he dares in the unfamiliar high heels. There is a fur coat on the clothes stand near the front door and he pauses a moment to put it on. The light-tan and grey coat comes down to just above his stockinged knees and the feel of the fur on the nylon excites him even more. He wraps the fur tightly around him and strides into the master bedroom.

The vision in the double floor to ceiling mirror makes his heart leap. A fur clad female with short, ash-blonde hair and in sheer black stockings and shiny black stiletto heels is smiling back at him. He moves his hips this way and that and the vision becomes even more erotically alluring. He slowly, deliberately, opens the fur coat wide and at the sight of his corseted, gartered and stockinged body, his rock-hard erection stands out like a flagpole.

He slowly lets himself down on the soft fur and for a while he poses in front of the mirror. Aroused by the erotic vision his hand closes on his cock and he is no longer able to restrain himself...

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Carl = Carla; The Story of a Transformation"

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