So, weneed to find one that looks right for your build and comesclose to your skin color. Lets go back to a dressing roomand see what looks right."I ...followed her back to the dressing rooms. I removed myshirt and she expertly picked one that was very close to myskin color. Then it came to what size and with a grin, shesaid, "You know. You're going to be a call girl. So, maybea bigger size."She pulled what looked like huge breasts out of a box. Ilooked at her and said, "Maybe too big?" Lets. He went in, locking the door. Carefully he pulled off hispants and his panties, then sat down on the toilet. He hadn't forgottenfor a moment that he was a girl right now. As much as the idea disgustedhim, it also excited him. He felt the urine tinkle out between his legsinto the water. It felt about the same as always. When he was done hesaw that he was a bit wet from it, and carefully started wiping it offwith some toilet paper.He was surprised, feeling how soft and sensitive his new. The ball stopped, balancing on the very edge of the cliff. We all watched in suspense. The ball didn’t move. “Damn!” she whispered in frustration, conceding to the stubbornness of the ball’s refusal to drop into the hole. She tapped it in.“I’ll take your pants next,” she said to Cliff, trying her best to throw off his concentration as he lined up his put. He looked up at her, chuckled and tapped the ball. We were all glued, watching as the ball moved toward the side of the hole before taking. ” I said. “Good. Now go upstairs and change into the outfit I have for you.” “Yes Master.” I went upstairs and went into the bedroom. There was a maid outfit on the bed. I laughed to myself as I put it on. I want to get fucked by that dick. Damn. The outfit had my breast and crotch exposed. The shirt had ruffles under it. I put the fishnet stockings and a pair of black stilettos. Mark stood in the doorway. “God damn you look good. Come suck my dick.” He said and sat on the bed. I got down on my.