Mistress had kindly signed my application (you have to be sponsored by your Mistress, you can't just show up) and had sent in the form indicating what... skills I was to acquire. I did not know what courses she had requested. It was not my place to know. It was my job to learn as much as I was taught so that I could be a good slave for her.I entered the reception area where I found a woman dressed in a business suit behind a desk. Facing her on her left was a naked man with his legs spread and his. “Sorry,” she said, “I was just trying it.”That’s okay, Julie,” Jenn said, “It’s perfect for who you are now. You must put it back on in a minute. First try this on,” she said, handing her the suit. “Put on a new set of the panties and bra that Daisy bought you first.”Julie slipped out of the schoolgirl outfit and got new undies from the dresser. She put them on and then the suite. It looked a lot better on her. First it was a bit tighter and the jacket really emphasized her boobs because of. ." I paused, thinking that Jez might havedone something really stupid. "I'll meet you at Jez's house, well startthere."I threw the receiver at the phone's base unit, grabbed my bag and ranfor the door, leaving inquiring faces in my wake. Jumping into my car, Idrove like never before, urging the little mini up the hills, foot flaton the floor all the way. My guardian angel must have been on overtimeor having kittens as I eventually pulled up at the end of two long blackskid marks outside the. But the undies had to be right. Like with many a transvestite, which is truly what I was by then, the underwear is functional. Mainly to create the right shape, the right figure but also to look good, to look sexy, to take the femininity of women's lingerie to the extreme.After the depilatory and the drying, came the latex pussy-cover, stuck and plumbed firmly into place so I could wee sitting down. And do other things quite convincingly too, the breast-forms, Sarah had picked the same size as.