I hung my coat and dress shirts in the closet and emptied the rest of my suitcase in the drawers. For the next two weeks this hotel room would be my home. When I opened the bottom drawer I gasped, it was not empty. Something shiny black on top of a box. I picked it up and a shiver went through me as I held a leather skirt in my hands. It was soft leather, warm to the touch and I started fantasizing what woman had been wearing this and then forgot to pack it.

I imagined her curves, the leather tight around her and I was rubbing her up and down. And suddenly I had to feel it. And with the lack of a woman I would try it on myself. I made sure the door was locked before I pulled my pants down. I unzipped the skirt and stepped into it. I knew it wasn't going to fit but I managed to pull it over my hips, the leather stretching a bit. But no way could I close the zipper.

The feeling however was incredible both on the outside as on the inside. I had a double fantasy going on. In the first I was rubbing this beautiful woman, warm skin under the soft leather. In the second I was that beautiful woman and someone was driving me crazy so good it felt.

The skirt reached close to my knees and was tightly covering but thanks to a little split in the back I could walk in it, carefully. I moved to the full length mirror and looked at myself. I was expecting to see a guy in drag but I was surprised how good my legs looked actually. Need to get rid of some hairs though. I glanced in the bathroom and saw a razor and shaving cream. For a moment I wondered if that's standard service in a hotel.

I went back to the open drawer, noticing there was more leather that I had thought was part of the skirt. I had to carefully crouch down, how do women move so elegantly in such a tight skirt? It was a bra top in the same soft material. I grabbed it and managed to straighten up again. Without further thought I stripped out of my shirt and wrapped the top around me. It was padded and when I next looked in the mirror I had breasts and it looked sexy on me. Just more hair to remove. I felt a twitch in my crotch but it was invisible behind the leather, but I knew suddenly I really liked this.

I pulled the skirt back down and just the feeling how it did not want to let go of me made me think I was probably hooked. I wanted it back on. I would, but first check what's in the box. When I lifted the cover off there was more shiny material though it wasn't leather. I stroked it and smelled it and figured it was some sort of rubber.

I pulled it from the box and realized it was another skirt, similar in length but no zipper at all. I tried to open it and step into it but it was tight and it pulled my hairs. At that moment I knew I wanted to feel the rubber too so it was a simple decision. The next half hour I spent shaving my legs and another half hour on the rest of my body. I had to take off the top to shave my chest but I put it right back on. There was just something very comforting feeling the weight of the padding and seeing the shine covering my chest.

I had removed the hair from my arms as well and just for the heck of it I also cleaned up my armpits. And I did my back as good as I could and removed the stubble from my face. I was fairly happy with the result but I could still feel a bit of stubble all over my body and I didn't touch my crotch area at all, too scary.

I rummaged through the box to see if there was maybe some oil to make it easier to pull the rubber on me. What I found was another piece of garment but before I could check it out I saw a can with talcum powder and a bottle that said hair remover on it. I started with that, squirting it on my skin and rubbing it all over my crotch. After a few minutes it started burning a bit and I knew I had to shower it off. Believe me, I have never been so hairless, just padding my skin with the towel felt erotic.

I powdered the skirt on the inside with the talcum and now I had no problems anymore pulling it up over my legs and hips and unlike the leather skirt it sat wonderfully tight around my waist. I hadn't bothered putting my underwear back on, figuring you'd see it through the rubber. But now my excitement was clearly visible as a bump in the front of the skirt.

I remember seeing something weird in the box and I suddenly had an idea what it might be for. It was a sort of sheath and my member would fit in it. So I pulled up my skirt so I could fit it and I could pull it back now between my legs and I finally understood that the attached rubber egg should go in my rear and it would thus keep my male part pulled back. By now I was so far into it that I didn't want to stop and before I knew it it was inside me. I rolled the skirt back down and it was now perfectly smooth.

Walking was much harder suddenly as there was no split and if I moved my legs the rubber pulled my legs back together. I could only make small steps but when I looked in the mirror I could not believe how smooth I looked. I suddenly understood what the other rubber garment was and when I wrapped it around my waist it was confirmed, a corset with some serious boning. It took me a while how to fit it and get it tighter as the laces clearly had to be in the back but once I tied it to a doorknob and pulled forward it took my breath away. But standing like that I could look in the mirror and I saw my curvy waist and how the corset and the bra top merged into each other and I knew it was worth it. I managed to tie the laces down and I had an hourglass figure. My hairless legs looked fabulously and in a sudden inspiration I pulled the leather skirt over the rubber skirt. And without any problem the zipper closed now. I'm not sure what happened though because as soon as the zipper was fully up it clicked and it locked because I couldn't pull it down anymore. I would worry about it later because when I looked in the mirror I looked amazing.

I went back to the box, there were a few pouches and a smaller box inside which contained a pair of high heels that made me salivate and I had to try them on. Again, with the double skirt and the corset I could hardly bend and just feeling my feet below me I managed to strap the shoes on and tighten the straps. I could hardly walk before due to the tight skirts but now I could only manage to stand. But it was incredible. My butt stood out more as was my chest. If it wasn't for my face, or more for the lack of hair on my head, you would think I was a woman and gorgeous at that.

I practiced in the heels and actually thanks to the tight skirts I could only make small steps and I was perfectly straight up and balanced. I walked back and forth, easier and easier and finally checked the last pouches in the box. When one contained a wig I started realizing that maybe all this stuff was not left behind by accident. But at the same time I had to try it out and it fit like everything else did and I was suddenly a beautiful redhead. No one would mistake me for anything but a woman now though I probably needed some makeup to soften my face.

The last thing in the box looked like a remote control. When I pushed one of the buttons I suddenly felt a vibration in my rear and I couldn't stop it no matter what button I pushed. The feeling was wonderful though and I orgasmed twice before the vibration stopped. The mirror showed a woman in heat now. That's when the fire alarm went off...