Going further

Ignoring the stain, Mike scrolled through some more, finding the picture from when he went to the Christmas market in town. He was dressed so cute. He had pink, fluffy boots on and a white corduroy skirt that buttoned in the middle. He again wore thick black pantyhose, he could feel how tight they were on his legs! His pink turtle neck made sure that he stayed toasty warm, but this was helped by his pink checkered scarf. He wore an over-sized white fluffy coat, his pink gloved hands barely emerging from the sleeves far enough to carry his jet black, shimmering hand bag.

Walking around the market all eyes were on him! He remember visiting a small boutique stall and discussing his love for turtle necks with the young girl behind the counter. She was ridiculing him the whole time, making snide comments and attempting to humiliate him for the way he was dressed. But he didn't care, as long as he could discuss his love of fashion with someone willing to listen what did it matter! She wasn't the only girl to mock him that day.

A group of 7 girls no older than 12 tormented the boy, grabbing his ass and trying to get selfies with him, calling him a sissy and a fairy. Other onlookers just laughed along at the boy, one even recording the scene and posting it online! But Mike didn't care, it gave him a forum to rant about his love for the way he dressed! He wanted the whole world to know!

Scrolling up once more, he found the photo's from Aunty Denise's New Year's wedding. He recalled how one of her bridesmaids pulled out last second, and how his uncle had jokingly suggested that he take her place. How could he resist. He begged his aunt to let him do so until she relented.

The laughter when he walked down the aisle behind his aunt. Holding a cortege, wearing 3 inch heels and a peach dress with an open back. Tanning his back took so long but it had to look perfect for the day.

It was the first time he had worn make-up. His aunties artist was amazing. After she had finished, he felt like a new person. The powerful red lipstick, the softly blended eye shadow that brought out the best of his eyes, the winged eyeliner that made it seem as though they went forever. No wonder his aunt was jealous that she stole her thunder.

It wasn't his fault that all his relatives were staring at him, he looked so fabulous. The giggles he heard, the rude comments and the shocked faces didn't stop him. He knew he looked amazing. He didn't need an excuse to dress up, and to be able to show off his new found love for make-up in such a public place was amazing! The best part of the day was finding out the photographer was using the picture he took of him on the front page of his website, more people would see him in his girly ways!

Eventually, the constant memories of dressing so fabulously overcame Mike. He was rather embarrassed about cumming in his panties, but he quickly removed them, along with the skirt that now boasted a horrible white stain! Maybe he would wear it tomorrow to show off how exciting wearing girls clothes is! Slipping into his satin night dress, he contemplated returning the world back to normal again. But thinking back to his old school photo, how plain he looked in his white t-shirt and jeans, he just couldn't bring himself too.

At that moment he picked the rulebook off of his bed, opening the page and picking up a pen:

New Rule: The way that Mike Brosnon has currently changed his own reality is now permanent. He will forever wear girls clothes, never again wearing pants. He will lose all knowledge of this rulebook and just assume that he was blessed to have his life change this way.

Shutting the book, he sat there beaming. This was his life now - and he loved it!