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Playing Dressup (Qedesha and karthanian)

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Qedesha

Super-Earth
Joined
Mar 29, 2010
Marion hummed contentedly as she pushed open the door to her boyfriends house. It was a bit of a surprise visit, as she'd been inspired by a rather nice box of mini donuts she'd bought on the way back from her study group at the library. Normally she'd have gone home, waiting till the weekend to visit, but the scent of the delicious treats had lured her, and she wanted to assuage her guilt by sharing them with him.

The house was quiet as she ran up the stairs to his room... obviously his parents were out too. Like hers they were busy professionals, and the kids were often left to their own devices as they grew up. She had developed a strong personality as a result, becoming quite stern and commanding in a way that her boyfriend seemed to appreciate. She wasn't sure how he had coped... it hadn't become obvious yet.

She reached the top of the stairs and burst into his room, brandishing the box triumphantly.
"Ta daa! Suddenly, tasty treats!" she announced.
 
Alex, sitting alone was running a comb through his hair. It wasn't the longest he had ever had his hair, but the jet black locks still reached down just past his ears. Humming a little tune to himself, Alex looked at himself in the mirror as his reflection smiled back at him, tugging on the clothes slightly to make them sit better on himself. In all ways, Alex was a normal seventeen year old boy, except for a certain activity he participated in every now and again.

Turning to look behind him, Alex smiled at the dress hanging up on the door to his room. His parents were out as usual and he didn't foresee anyone appearing any time soon, so it wouldn't be long til he slipped off his top and jeans, slipping into the dress and a pair of tights hiding in his drawer. Letting his green eyes gaze fall to the floor, Alex looked at the pair of heels he would soon be slipping on as well. He didn't know why he did it, but Alex always had a thing for female clothes and after trying them on one day he had decided he liked wearing them. Plus the fact he had quite girlish features, it just seemed right to him at times.

Slipping off his top, Alex stood, staring at himself in the mirror still. Alex could remember the way he looked, the way his hair was tied back slightly. The only thing that bothered him was how flat his chest looked when he had the dress on. Sure he was male so he didn't have the necessary chest to fill it out, but he planned to buy himself a bra soon, maybe fill it out with tissues or something. Hell, maybe he should even buy himself some panties to completely finish the job, usually he went commando, but maybe a bit of support would be good.

Smiling to himself, Alex saw his door open behind him as his girlfriend, Marion, walked through the door her usual chirpy self. Feeling himself blush from what he was about to do and get caught doing, he smiled a little shyly at her. "You bought me food?" he asked, getting up to walk over to her as he took the box from her, putting it on the side before hugging her and kissing her lips softly. "Thank you." He whispered before realising he was still topless.
 
She was struck again by how simply adorable her boyfriend looked. Part of her knew that she was actually attracted to the feminine aspects of his features, as well as the softer personality he had, but she tended to rationalise it as just liking 'nice guys' or 'boys who aren't all macho'.

She snuggled into his hug with an almost lacivious squirm, grinning and returning the kiss, hooking arms around his neck to forcibly keep him in the contact.
"They smelt so good I just had to have them. Mmm, you smell good too. Maybe I'll eat you up instead."
She grinned, then glanced down... the heels were pushing against her ankle, and she frowned at them for a second before disregarding them.

"So, what ya up to?" she asked, then turned to push the door shut, looking at the dress.
"What's with the clothes?"
She turned to look at him curiously, head tilted.
 
Grinning, Alex enjoyed the way that Marion made him feel about himself. She made him feel more real, like he could be himself around her. "Well it's good to know that nice smelling donuts can bring us together..." He teased, noticing her looking down at the heels he had left out, a flare of embarrassment running through his body becoming evident in his face.

The mention of the clothes and what he was up to only caused him to blush further, his face a bright crimson as he tried to avoid looking at the items themselves. "Well I was about to get changed..." Alex admitted. It was totally lying, but it wasn't telling the full truth either. "And the clothes are there 'cos I'm hiding them as a surprise." Alex hated lying, but to his own conscience not telling the full truth was slightly better in this position.

"Anyway, I wasn't expecting to see you until the weekend. I'm sure it wasn't just donuts that bought you over." Alex smiled softly again, staring into her eyes before gently pressing his lips to her exposed neck.
 
She tilted her head more, eyes fluttering shut as her sensitive neck was caressed by his lips. Part of her mind, the controlling part, kept needling at the question, not letting his seduction distract her as much as it otherwise would.

She indulged a moment longer, still pressing against him, and then pulled away slightly.
"Hang on. A surprise for who? What kind of surprise?" Her eyes stared into his commandingly, a piercing gaze she had inherited from her father. Her arms were still firmly locked around his neck, and she leaned slightly as she looked down at the heels again.
 
Feeling her draw away Alex frowned slightly, though felt completely belittled by her gaze. It made him feel like a little child again who had been caught doing something wrong, though Marion hadn't actually caught him doing anything, the feeling was still there.

"Well if I told you then the surprise would be gone wouldn't it?" Alex told her, trying to keep himself calm and not let any emotion become apparent in his voice. In fact Alex had been looking forward to dressing up until Marion turned up. Sure he enjoyed spending time with her but it felt like he was living two separate lives. Watching her look at the heels made Alex blush again. "You don't like spoiling surprises do you?"
 
She could feel the defensiveness in his body, the tension building. This was combined with the notable lack of emotion in his voice, the hesitant avoidance of his answers, and she finally noted the blush in his face. The piercing gaze turned into a piercing frown, her full lips tightening into a stern line.

"Alex. You know I don't like surprises, and I also don't like it when you dance around me with answers. Now tell me the truth, or there will be consequences."
Her tone was still teasing, but carried a hint of warning. She had no idea what consequences she meant, but she could be quite creative when it came to that kind of thing.
 
The way Marion's tone changed made Alex actually quite scared. This and the the fact she threatened his with consequences only lead Alex to having bad thoughts. Sure consequences wouldn't be good, but would it be worse then actually telling her the truth. "What makes you think I'm hiding anything?!" Alex asked, knowing for well that she could probably see right through him.

Shifting his body a little from the pressure, Alex couldn't fully get away as she still had her arms wrapped round his neck, even if in a rather demanding tone was crossing her voice. "Well maybe I... you know... like female clothes..." He muttered slightly, trying not to let his voice betray him too much.
 
His first sentence elicited a 'don't even try that with me' look from her, and she continued to stare until his final admittance. Her expression softened slightly as she rolled the sentence over in her head, trying to figure out exactly what he meant.

Suddenly it dawned on her. The cryptic comment about changing, the prevarication, even the brushed hair.
"You mean... wearing the clothes? Like... dressing as a girl?" Her stare turned into a look of delighted amusement.
"Really? Like, the whole way with panties and everything? As a sex thing??"
Each question made her voice rise slightly higher in gleeful excitement.
 
Seeing her get so excited about this made Alex feel even more self-concious. It wasn't totally like she suggested. Sure he got a thrill from wearing the clothes but it wasn't totally sexual. It was just kind of right.

"Well I don't have the panties, but I was going to get some soon, just to know what it felt like..." Alex admitted reluctantly. It felt very degrading for him to admit this to anyone, let alone the girl he was seeing. "And it's not totally about sex... It's just nice... Anyway, why you so interested?"
 
She ignored his questions, letting go of his neck, and then suddenly catching his chin in one hand. The strong grip pulled his face to one side, and then the other, Marion studying his cheeks and eyes.
"Put it on," she said finally, softly. "Put it on now. I want to see you dressed up. Everything you would do if I'm not here."

She spoke as if there was no chance of him disobeying, and then sat on the bed and crossed her arms, watching him expectantly. She worked hard at keeping a stern, serious face, but internally she was gleeful... her mind just unfolding with ideas and, if she admitted it to herself, a very definite sexual excitement.
 
Feeling himself being abused by his girlfriend, his head casually tossed from side to side as she surveyed him, Alex couldn't help but blush further. Her suggestion only helped further his embarrassment. "But... I... But..." Alex stuttered, unable to finish his sentence as she kept looking at him, arms crossed.

Sighing, Alex unbuttoned his jeans, leaving himself in just his boxers as he walked over to the dress, unhooking it before slipping it over his head. The dress itself was fairly plain, white with the only decorations being purple flowers down his left side. The dress itself only came to just above his knees as he reached up, pulling his boxers off and placing them on the floor. Walking over to his drawer he pulled out a pair of skin coloured tights which he proceeded to slip on much to his embarrassment. Picking up a hair-tie from inside the drawer he also tied back half of his hair into a very short pony tail before slipping on the pair of purple heels, raising his height by a couple of inches. Turning back to Marion, he blushed a deep crimson. "Happy now?"
 
She watched the whole thing as expressionlessly as she could, although her breathing was a little quicker and there was a faint flush on her cheeks. She stood as he spoke, taking a couple of steps towards him, and then slowly walking around him as she looked him up and down.

"Mm. A step closer to happy. Still, we need to do a lot more work with you."
She grinned, belying the serious voice, and suddenly leaned in, one hand lifting to firmly grab the back of his head and yank him into a deep, passionate kiss.
"Do you mind me seeing you like this?" she asked suddenly, as the kiss broke, her voice softer than usual.
"I want to be a part of it, but I won't if it's... something you just want for yourself."
 
As Marion walked round him, Alex couldn't help but blush further, feeling as if he was being judged in some way. The kiss was unexpected though, it took a second for Alex to realise she was really kissing him more passionately than she ever had before as he kissed her back just as hard, feeling his whole body aroused as his tights strained a little around his crotch.

"Maybe..." Alex admitted. If it only took a dress and some heels to make her kiss him like that, then why shouldn't he enjoy it. "If you really want to see me like this then maybe I'll let you..." Alex smiled a little sheepishly towards her as he admitted it. "but what do you mean a lot more work?" Alex asked, tilting his head a little to the left in a questioning look.
 
Marion nodded, answering the first sentence first.
"I do want to see you like this."
She gripped the back of his head again, pulled him in for a quick kiss, and then whispered into his ear.
"it turns me on."

She grinned as she stood back, looking him up and down, her expression thoughtful.
"By work, I mean that we need to get you more clothes... better ones. And underwear. And makeup. And get rid of that body hair. You know, you would make an amazingly sexy woman. We'd have to beat the guys off with a stick."

She flashed another teasing smile at him, then reached out to grab the hairbrush, practically attacking his hair as she yanked out the ponytail and dragged it into several experimental styles.
 
Feeling himself being pulled back in for another kiss, Alex could only nod and blush hard at what she whispered to him. "Okay..." He murmured, trying not to show just how awkward and turned on her felt at the same time.

"More clothes?" Alex piped up, smiling broadly as he turned to hug her. But before anything could be done he was forced out of his ponytail, his hair attacked by the girl before him. "Ow! Marion! That hurts!" He exclaimed, trying to back away. Instead, Alex forgot he was in heels briefly and with a sudden shocked look on his face he fell to the floor. "Ouch... Maybe that hurt more.." he groaned, holding a hand out. "Please can I get some help?"
 
"No. Now stay still!"
Taking advantage of his position she climbed astride him, legs either side as she hung onto him with one hand and brushed vigorously with the other. Finally, leaning back to look, she nodded.

"There we go. Ponytails are cute and all, but that's a bit prettier. If we do this often we'll have to look at a wig, or even a more feminine haircut."
She flashed another teasing smile, grinding against him a bit, then finally stood and pulled him up.

"Now... walk for me. Up and down, I want to see how you walk in those heels."
She pointed imperiously at the ground, then flopped back on the bed to watch him.
 
Feeling his girlfriend getting on top of him, Alex gritted his teeth as she started on his hair again, trying not to move lest she only make the pain worse for him. The fact that she was still teasing him by grinding against him, Alex grinned before feeling Marion get up off him.

"Okay... I'd rather have the haircut. Wigs just don't seem right," he grinned before being told to do something yet again. Marion hadn't been this bossy before, maybe it had something to do with the whole finding out Alex dressed as a woman sometimes thing. Either way, he kind of liked the idea of Marion bossing him around.

Trying to walk as femininely as he could, Alex walked back and forth in front of Marion. "Is that alright?" he asked, turning on the spot, trying to avoid falling over again.
 
"No no no! Look, like this!"
She jumped in front of him, grabbing his hands and putting them on her hips so he could feel how she moved.
"You see... you have to like shift your weight onto the heel, so it kinda makes your whole hip shift sideways. Like this, feel?"
She moved forward on tiptoe, as if she were wearing heels. Her hip shifted under his hand, soft warmth moving against his fingertips.

"There, see? That's why they're sexy, cos of the way you have to wiggle to walk on them. Also, they make your butt look good."
She slapped his to punctuate the point, then stood back to watch again.
 
Feeling shamed at just how much Marion was putting down his walk, Alex focused on her hips beneath his fingers, watching them wiggle side to side trying not to stare at her butt too much. Nodding to the advice, and trying not to let his showing appreciation for the demonstration become too evident beneath his dress, Alex smiled to the slap on his butt.

Concentrating now, Alex took a step forward, trying to shift his weight on the heel and thereby his hip to the side. With each step he took a brief moment to take the next to be sure he was doing it right before turning round and walking back with slightly more confidence. "Was that any better Marion?" he asked, eager to please her in any way he could.
 
"Mmm, much better. Didn't it feel more stable?"
She bounced over to him, clearly having fun, and gave him a rewarding kiss, tongue flicking between his lips.
"After all, I don't want you falling down some stairs and breaking your pretty neck."
She giggled, pressing against him, hands sliding down his back to cup and caress his bottom through the dress.

"Now, we have three things we can do right now. We can go to the mall and buy you some more pretty things... or, we could go to my place and work on getting rid of the body hair... or, you could take my clothes off and practice one of the most important duties of a pretty girl like you. Namely, taking care of your girlfriends needs."
She grinned lasciviously, squeezing his butt hard.
 
Even though the kiss was short it took Alex's breath away. If he knew Marion would be like this by him putting some clothes on he may have just revealed this to her a very long time ago. The attention to his backside was something Marion hadn't really done before either and it was certainly something Alex was enjoying. As she pressed herself close, Alex could feel his evident pleasure pressed between the both of them while Marion continued squeezing his butt.

"Um.." Alex really couldn't think too straight at the moment. All he could think about was Marion's hands and her body pressed close to his. "I don't mind... Pick whatever would make you happy. Maybe do a couple of things?" he asked, hoping to just keep her happy and obviously excited about him as she was now.
 
"If I'd wanted to pick myself, I would have done so," she said sternly, one of the fondling hands lifting to deliver a solid slap to his butt, before returning to fondling him.
"Since you're not helping, then I guess I'll have to decide..."
She pushed him back, taking a step back herself, and lifted her arms to either side.
"Undress me," she said, clearly and pointedly.
 
Alex could still feel his butt stinging a little as she returned to fondling him. The sting continued as she pushed him back and began ordering him around once more. "I'm sorry..." he murmured quietly for making her angry. As she stood before him, it took Alex a second to realise what she was asking for him. Since when was Marion so forward? "Okay..." Alex stuttered, feeling totally out of his normal comfort zone. Though he wouldn't admit it publicly, but he was enjoying it.

With a smile, Alex took a step forward, making sure to exaggerate to movement in his hips as much as possible before placing his hands on his girlfriends waist, gently letting his fingers glide down to the bottom of her top. Gently, teasingly, Alex lifted the material up, making sure his fingers brushed against the skin of her stomach and chest as he did so. Lifting the material up over her head, he briefly lean forward to kiss her lips, before letting his hands run down the back of her body, his fingertips running along the length of her spine.

Reaching the material of the clothes separating the air from her legs, Alex hooked his fingers so they just reached inside, running his fingers round to begin unbuttoning the material. With a look up and a smile, Alex slipped the material down her legs, moving himself down with the material. Reaching her legs he kissed up her legs, kissing up her stomach and chest as well to reach her lips, letting her step out of the material at her feet herself. "Was that alright?" he asked, smiling a little.
 
Marion let her eyes close as she enjoyed the attentions, flicking her own hair back luxuriantly as he kissed her legs and stomach, reaching to caress and cradle his head as she returned his kiss.
"Good girl," she murmured with a teasing grin as she stepped out of the pile of her clothes, standing naked before him, posing for a brief moment before stepping back to hop backwards onto the bed.

She slid back till her head was on the pillow, legs lifted and spread to face him. Her slit, shaven smooth as silk and twinkling with arousal, quivered at him as she beckoned with one finger, then pointed at herself.
"Get that pretty mouth working," she commanded.
 
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