"Dad," I said, closing the door. "You're dressed up as a woman."It was a pretty pointless observation to make. My dad, my 79 year-olddad, was wearing ...a knee-length pink floral patterned cotton dress. Hischest bulged with a fake bust. His legs were encased in thick, tan-coloured tights, and on his feet were a pair of black court shoes withtwo inch heels. His once bushy eyebrows were now pencil-thin, and therewas makeup on his face. A short grey wig sat on his head."Dad," I said, sitting down. "I. Exercise leotard. Nurse. Ballerina. Go-go girl. Cocktaildress. Today, it was all green and white. Alan had given up ontrying to guess where Sheila was taking him. Time to get into histutu and watch his soaps. ********* Alan was in obvious discomfort. His corset was laced down to18 inches and his breasts were pumped up to 48DD's on M-X and hisforce fed diet. Sheila took notes as Alan struggled, tied to thebed. Hmm, third night on Lactamorphonate-M. Second. Then, he reclined, and smiled at me encouragingly. I followed his example, and placed my glass next to his. When I leaned back, I noticed he had moved closer to me. I think I slightly blushed, and felt my heart start to race. Then, he rested his palm on my hand, and moved over to kiss me.I was literally seeing stars when I kissed him back. We continued to kiss and look at each other for a few moments, and then I felt a hand on my thigh, resting there briefly before moving on to my. No turning back I say to myself it's all or nothing, so I stick my tongue into the hole of the stall wall for about 10 seconds and back out again. I can hardly wait to see if anything happens, I don't hear him I, I can't really see him either. Oh my god I see his balls one at a time dropping through the hole and then his semi hard cock pops in last. I instantly went to my knees and started sucking his cock, wow what a taste this was! salty with sweat and a little pungent from the piss that was.