First Night Nerves

Reaching between my legs, with great care, I placed my fingers on my unneeded testicles and eased them upwards into my body, tucking them deep inside the skin between my legs. They felt uncomfortable for only a second, then I felt them no longer. I folded my soft cock downwards over my now empty scrotum and slipped over it some skin tight, skin coloured panties which held my unthreatening manhood firmly in place. The panties had a low cut front, and had two separate rear straps rather than a single thong, which went neatly into the fold of skin beneath each buttock before joining the waistband above. Once they were in place, it was difficult to see the panties and with pleasure I ran my hands over the smooth unbroken line of my flat stomach and down between my legs. There was no obvious sign of my masculinity. My skin was soft and feminine.

Satisfied, I sat on the toilet seat and carefully applied nail vanish to my toe and finger nails. I walked awkwardly into the bedroom to talk to Debbie while they dried.

"You're looking the best I've seen you." She said. "You must have a special motivation tonight." Debbie smiled knowingly.

"You're looking very sexy too." I replied. "I hope she's worth it."

"She is, Tim, she is."

Ridiculously, I felt a bit jealous then and went back into the bathroom. I put on my deodorant and face creams and sat down again on the toilet. The seat felt cold against my bare buttocks as I expertly rolled on a pair of long back stockings. The smooth material against my skin felt exciting and I stood in front of the mirror to see the effect so far. With more satisfaction, I saw the pale skin of my slender legs and firm bottom set off to good effect by the blackness of the silk. I fastened on a matching black suspender belt and clipped the stocking tops to its straps. I felt even better. Finally I slipped on a black lace G String and pulled it up between the cheeks of my bottom. The strip of material rubbed across my anus and thrilled me. A further check in the mirror told me I was doing well. My flat stomach fell away smoothly to my upper thighs. There as no trace of anything masculine.