This choice: go with being caught and having consequences • Go Back...Chapter #24go with being caught and having consequences by: milida   She gave you another lovely smile "Oh I like your thinking sir and I think I have the perfect fantasy for you"
You grin back "Pray tell more lady"
She laughed and licked her lips "Well sir in it you are a young male adolescent, in an Arabian themed world still but one with better technology than here, the same second class status for females prevails naturally"
You laugh "It would not be any fun without that feature lady"
She gave you a wink "I assumed not, anyway sir, in the simulation you would be staying in a boarding house with clear gender segregation and the only access to ladies clothes is via the laundry area. You would have predilection to wear girls clothes when you can and first time you stole some to wear in your room would have no consequences, but the risk would grow thereafter"
You chuckle "Hmm sounds perfect and what is the um normal consequence for being caught all femme?"
She smirked "Naturally a months trial living as an actual girl, the punishment fits the crime so to speak"
You clap your hands emphatically "Hmm I love it lets go with that"
Moments latter you find yourself in a hallway and a middle aged lady is telling you "Now John, this will be your room, as a young man you are entitled to have your own room, whereas young women have to share a more communal area, naturally you are forbidden to enter that area and the consequences for doing so are dire"
You gulp hating to guess what that might be so smiles back "Of course not Ma'am I'm a good boy"
She rolled her eyes "You better be"
She then turned to go "Oh and this afternoon most of the young ladies will be out on a field trip and if you think you can snoop not the women's quarters will be locked"
Shortly after you headed down for lunch, you noticed that most of the tables were taken and that they tended to divide along gender lines, you saw that the only empty space was at a table of girls, one ushered you over "You can join us I promise we don't bite"
Her companions tittered at that, but blushing slightly you took up her offer as you sat down introduced yourself "I'm John LeMure and are happy to join with you". All were heavily veiled and wearing black opera gloves the bold one was the only one who answered with a tease "Nice to meet you John, but you are wearing the wrong clothes if you actually wanted to join us"
You blushed a bright crimson and stammered back "I um don't want to be a girl"
This time anther of the black clad girls teased "Why ever not John, you get to wear pretty clothes and do all sorts of exciting things like cooking, cleaning and dancing"
Before you could respond the first added "We are the same size, I would be happy to lend you my clothes"
You gave them both mortified looks "Sorry but no thank you, I prefer to be a boy"
The first lass nodded in agreement "So would I, but unless I can trick a boy into wearing my clothes I'm screwed that way"
You give her a confused look "How do you mean?"
She laughed "Boys caught crossdressing need a new wardrobe, the aggrieved girl has the option of doing a swap" she paused and gave you a wink "My name is Layla so if you want to nick some girls clothes from the laundry to wear in your room please take mine"
You squirm with a mixture of horror and arousal and think you probably would. She then pointed to one of the girls who had remained silent so far "She use to be a boy but got caught crossdressing"
The poor dear lowered her head in shame and made a soft sigh, she them mumbled in a sweetly feminine voice "It is not a good trade, don't get caught"
Layla gave her a playful knock "Ignore her John, I'm sure you would just love wearing the frilliest things full time"
You blushed a bright crimson and finally left the table full of mixed emotions. Naturally you visited the Laundry when all the girls were on a field trip and decided to hunt out some of Layla's dirty clothes to wear in your room. Her scent was still rather strong in them. You ended up taking a good sized bag back to your room.
You stripped naked and first picked out a beautiful embroidered abayah which you fitted over your head. Then came a pair of finely-tailored opera gloves in black satin and some equally lovely silken black pantyhose. Then you put on a headscarf and finally a veil, fitted over your face and tied at the back. You walked around your room enjoying the sensation of feeling enclosed, covered and controlled. You then decided to | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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