[Michelle]

In the morning I wake her up with hot  coffee. "Wake up sweet Deanna. I have a surprise for you, I hope you're  not mad."

She thanks me for the breakfast and I tell her, "Remember the  stick on nails?"

She says "Yeah, I love them, hate to let go of them."

I  reply, "Well you won't have to, they're not really stick ons, I glued  them with special glue. They will only come off if you buy special  solvent."

I can tell she's a bit confused but I see  happiness too. I push it further. "Honey, would you mind taking the  bodice off, carefully please."

"Oh," she replies, "You want to send it to the cleaners?"

"Maybe" I answer, and I help her to pull the bodice over her head.

"Remember you said you wanted curves?" I ask.

"What's that?" Deanna says, "I have boobs?"

"Hope  you like them honey, I had put the same glue on them when you put the  bodice on, with some padding remember. That's why you had to sleep in  them. They won't come off without that solvent."

"I  love them, they look so real!" she replies.

"But how am I going to  work? Although they did tell me I should start working from home."  "Yes,"  I answer, "They sent a letter yesterday, you should work from home from  now on. That's why I dared to glue these things to you."

She looks at her nails and says, "I may never buy the solvent but how am I gonna type with these nails."

I chuckle, these are the least worries for a woman.

"We  have to get you ready for the day. Let me redo your makeup. It's a bit  too heavy for daytime."

I clean her face and start with a lighter foundation.

"What do you think of the eye lashes?" I ask her.

"I like  them," she says, "Now that I'm used to them, I want to keep them for now."

I answer, "Men won't be looking at your eyes, they will be looking at your boobs."

"You're kidding right," she asks, "Is that how it is for you?"

"You'll get used to it", I reply.

I  iron more curls in her hair, tighter this time. Then I brush it out in a nicer wave.

"You really have to teach me this honey" Deanna says, "It  looks so simple what you do but you have so much experience."

"Maybe tomorrow", I reply, and I go to get a corset for her. I hold it up for her.

"What  are you waiting for?" asks Deanna.

"I’m waiting till you get that corset on so I can start lacing it up".

Deanna looks at me with a little  worry in her face, as she wraps the corset around her waist.

"Ok  breathe in".

"I am" she replies, so here  goes as I start pulling on the laces.

"Hmm that doesn't feel so bad" she  says.

"Are the cups comfortable?" I ask.

"Yes it fits perfectly, you can stop now".

"I haven't even started properly yet you fool".

"Oh, ha ha, I already thought it was tight enough."

I  let her take a short break. "Ok round two Deanna", I pull the laces  another couple of inches, I get the first proper reaction from her.

"OUCH!  Now I feel it!"

"That's more like it, are you still ok?"

"Ehhrmm yes although my breathing is getting shallow".

"Ok, now I’m going to tie the laces to the door knob, I've seen it on YouTube "How to fasten your own corset laces".

"Huh what's that going to do exactly?"

"It's going to give you the curves that you wanted so much, are you ready? Can you feel it now?"

"Yesssss!"

"Ok, one more push and then we can call it a day".

"grrrrr..."

"Good now I’m going to tie the laces off."

"Oh my god, I think I need to lose a few pounds in this area."

I smile "A few? Just go look in the mirror", I tell her.

"Holy Cow! I can see my hips, how tight did you make this?"

"I took three inches off your waist but that's just the beginning".

"But it’s incredible already".

"I know, but you have it in you to go so much further."

"Maybe, but I will lose the weight I need, it will make it so much easier.. I love it! Look at my boobs sticking out"

"Oh boy, you're still such a man inside".

"Women don't say that I guess".

"No they don't honey, now sit down while I do your make up again".

"Ok I will try and remember that, ouch that's not easy, just sitting down".

"No it isn't but you’ll get used to it".

"How am I going to put my shoes on if I can't bend over?"

"You think too much, I’m going to take off all that makeup I put on last night, during the day you need it to be lighter, less in your face, so  just a lighter foundation and a lighter blusher, some pink eye shadow.  And the same thing goes for your clothes, no leather skirts or fishnet  stockings, it's all lighter clothes".

"I figured that, do you have any suggestions?"

Now it is my turn to smile, "I have a lovely summer dress, it flares out a  bit from the waist but the petticoats should take care of that".

"That sounds nice, as a woman I’d like to wear more dresses and skirts, I can wear pants anytime."

"I don't see any pants in your future so you can forget them completely".

"Sounds wonderful, what are petticoats?".

"Oh damn I forgot the strap." I reach throughher legs and try to fasten  it but it's a couple of inches short so I have to tug a little, after  tugging some more I manage to fasten it to the belt around her waist  but it will raise her voice a little too.

"Hey that's right, I need to keep it at this range, I need the practice too."

I sit him down and help him with some nude stockings, he's so curious, "What are nude stockings, so you can't see them?"

"It will look like you aren’t wearing any, can you fasten the front suspenders, while I do the back ones?"

"Ok that should be easy... not so easy... oh I think I’m doing it, but how can I do this without any help?"

"You will always have my help honey".

"Thanks, but you never seem to have to ask me for help, you do it by yourself!"

"Years of practice doll, years of practice".

"That's true a whole life time. Thanks anyway honey, I will practice this as well, once I can breath a bit better, lol."

I  have a little giggle at her predicament, "Ok so now let's try getting  you in these shoes, step in this one, ok put your hand on my shoulder and lift your other foot".

"Ok it's on".

"Good girl, now walk up and down".

"It feels nice".

"That's the corset, hold your shoulders back and chest out, whoa not that far, you’ll poke someone’s eye out, lol."

Deanna’s  mind is somewhere else, "I’m loving these shoes" she says.

I tell her "They better be because you're going to be in them all day".

She sounds confident, "I can do that".

"We’ll see."

She asks me "What's next?"

I tell her she has to step into the petticoat.

"Why did I have to put these shoes on before the dress?"

So I tell her "You wouldn't be able to see your feet once you have both petticoats on and the dress".

She steps in.

"Ok that's out of the way, let's get these petticoats tied off around your waist".

"How many petticoats are there?"

"Two for now but I usually wear three with this dress. Ok here comes the dress, lift your arms up!"

She  lifts them without asking any more questions, I pull it down over her  boobs and pass her waist and then pull the hem out over the petticoats.

"So skirts from the bottom and dresses from the top?"

"Well, not all dresses go over your head, I guess you have to play it by ear Deanna"

I zip the back up and it fits perfectly, but she would never have gotten in if it wasn't for the corset, so i tell her.

"I get that now and it's actually feeling a little better now".

"Be careful what you wish for, I can always tighten it an inch... or two ha ha".

"Maybe tomorrow" she says, "I have the feeling you're liking this Michelle".

I  smile and say "Who me? Ok you listen, you make your way downstairs and  don't forget to lift the front of your dress and the petticoats or you  will fall arse over tits as my dad used to say".

"Ok but how do I look babe?"

"You tell me"

She walks over to the mirror and gasps as she sees her reflection. "Holy Cow! I love it!"

"What can I say, it was all in there. I just helped you bring it out honey".

"But I thought only the leather could make me this happy, but I look so sexy in this dress".  "Ok, enough of the glamour shots go down stairs and I’ll get the kids".

Deanna lifts her dress/petticoats up and sets off down the stairs.

"I hope I don't damage my tits" she says, "I definitely can't go as fast as I used to in the get up".

Ten minutes later we're standing at the door ready to go outside for the first time.

"You have no idea how scared I am" she whispers.

"You will be fine honey" I say, "so are we all ready for ice cream?"

"Yes I’m ready" says Deanna, "but where are the boys?"

"John  and Alan have been waiting outside for you silly". But before we set  off I ask Deanna to just walk to the kitchen and back, she looks at me  funny but she starts off walking. I watch as she sashays toward the  kitchen.

"It feels great Michelle, I can feel my hips swaying, the skirt is ruffling every move I make"

She makes a full turn like she's on a catwalk, but something is wrong, I can see it.

I  suddenly know it, it's like a eureka moment for me, she can't take  small steps without wearing the pencil skirt holding her knees together.

"Oh and I thought I was doing a good job" she says, "what am I doing wrong?"

"It's not you, well it is you, but I think I can fix it, wait here" and I run off to find something.

Meanwhile  Deanna is going over it in her head. "Geez I thought I was doing a good  job I wonder how she's going to fix me, I’m so mad with myself for not  doing it right, and so glad we didn't go outside yet".

 I return with some duct tape. I see the look on Deanna's face.

I say  "it's not you honey, it's just that the pencil skirt holds your knees  together, forcing you to take smaller steps, but this skirt doesn't.  Lift your skirt and petticoat a minute".

Deanna does as I tell her but she's still curious.

"This  is a bit primitive but it will do till we get to the shop and back". I  start to wrap the tape around her legs just above the knee restricting  her movement just like the pencil skirt would do.

"You need to help me practice Michelle without the tape when we get back ok?"

"Ok try that".

"But I can't move my legs!"

"Just imagine you're wearing your leather pencil skirt".

Deanna starts to walk slowly at first then she seems to pick it up better.

"That's it honey, smaller steps see?"

Again we head for the door but she takes me to one side, I can see she's anxious.

"Please stay close to me hear, and when you see me going wrong please tell me right away".

"I understand, this is your first time out, I thought you looked a little over confident".

"Yes I was five minutes ago... I have so much to learn".

"Just link my arm, you’ve seen women do that right?"

"Oh yes, that helps, when I link my arm trough yours I can feel your strength and confidence, it makes me feel I can do this".

"Ok small steps, head up, shoulders back, chest out, there's nothing to it I promise".

Deanna smiles, "I can do this". Confidence is returning, "I have the best woman in the world helping me".

"OK,  so you're Deanna from my school days and if we see someone we know I’ll  do the talking and if we see David from down the road watch his hands".

"His hands, what for?"

"You’ll find out".

"Just  one question before we go, you know when I’m just me and we go out do I  behave 'Normal' or are you sometimes embarrassed about me?"

I look at Deanna, "where the hell did that come from honey? I love you Paul I’m never embarrassed by you".

"It's just that thing you said about David, do other people say that stuff about me?"

I look Paul in the eye, "everyone knows you for the gentleman that you’ve always been".

Pauls take back by what I say and he says "Oh my, I do try, you’re so sweet for saying that".

"Ok Paul, you have to leave now". He looks at me strangely.

"It's Deanna's turn for the spotlight to shine on her now, so head up girl".

"Ok" she says, "I have my head up, chest out, small steps and swishing skirts".

I open the door, "That's my girl, let's hit the ice cream shop! Come on boys, the ice cream is on Deanna"

The boys cheer.

"Ha ha my treat, I didn't think you guys liked ice cream", she laughs as she sees the look on heir faces.

I don't think I have ever seen Paul so happy.

I  watch her walk down the street holding the boys hands. She looks like a  perfect mother and children out for the day, it makes me so happy, she  would have made a great mother.  "Oh  Michelle, I feel like I’m floating, the heels are easy, I’m getting used  to the tape on my legs, as long as I don't have to run that is, lol,  and I love the swishing of the dress and the petticoats".

We get the ice cream but I see someone. "Quick" I say, "turn around and walk faster Deanna".   She looks at me with a scared look on her face. "I’m doing my best, hold my arm, I don't want to fall".

"Hey  Michelle! It's me, Max" the man shouts. Deanna finally gives up  running, she can't do it anymore and he's catching up to us.

I warn her "It's an ex-boyfriend, from long before I met you".

Deanna whispers "you talk to him".

"Oh, hi Max I didn't see you, how have you been?"

"Not bad, how are you two ladies doing?"

"I'm sorry, Max this is Deanna a friend from high school".

"I’m fine thanks" she whispers.

"Yeah, you certainly look fine!". He takes Deanna's hand and kisses the back of it.

"Nice to meet you" she says but I can tell she thinks he's a slime.

"Hey  I have an idea, why don't we do a foursome, me and Deanna and you and  that guy you married, what was his name, Pauline I think?"

I see Paul getting angry, that was a slow blow calling him Pauline.

"Or maybe I could just take you on my bike Deanna?"

He grabs her by the waist and because of the tape on her legs she loses  her balance. He catches her and kisses her on the lips. Now he has her  lipstick on his lips.

Deanna screams in a high pitch. "What the hell, let go of me please, this is not right!"

She manages to hook her foot around the back of Max’s leg and a simple push sends him falling to the ground.

"Ha" she says, "I may be a girl but that doesn't mean I’m weak".

Max jumps up off the floor, his pride is hurt, "maybe some other time Deanna" and he rides off on his bike.

"Oh my god Michelle that was scary, he gets away with that?"

Just like that, I ask her "What do you want to do? Run after him dressed like that in your heels?"  We both start to laugh.

"He's  a jerk Deanna, always has been, always will be. Gosh I wish I had some  pepper spray though. That would have hurt him much more. You hurt his  pride honey, he wont be back anytime soon"

"But I felt weak .. the way I stumbled he caught me and kissed me before I had a chance to set my feet again".

"Well I’m just glad you didn't try to punch him and break one of those pretty nails".

"Maybe next time" says Deanna.

"Come on Cassius Clay let's get you home".

As Deanna is walking she starts to think, that would never happen to a man, that slime just stole a kiss from a pretty woman.