Put your lingerie back on.

That feminine feeling starts coming back to you. (Funny how putting on women's clothing and letting a guy fuck you can do that) You step daintily over to the lingerie that Mike brought you, now crumpled in the floor. You notice how femininely you move... even though there's no one else there for you to be putting on an act for...

You pick your pretty new panties up out of the floor and step delicately into them, sliding them sensually up your legs and into place around your hips, caressing your sperm-dribbling bottom. You tuck your little package back and pull the crotch of your panties tight over the mound. Maintaining your lady-like composure, you bend at the knees (rather than the waist) to pick your robe up from the floor. You slip into the slick-satiny, lace-trimmed robe, and girlishly flick your hair back.

Relishing your rediscovered femininity, you saunter across the room, enjoying the exquisite sensation of the lingerie and the shamefully slippery feeling between your butt cheeks as you walk. You look down at your slender legs and notice your short leg hair which grown back a little since you shaved it. It still isn't very noticeable, but you decide to shave again just for the thrill of partaking in a girly activity.

You sit on the edge of your parent's bathtub and use your mom's razor and shaving lotion to shave your legs ever-so-carefully. Once finished and rinsed off, your legs feel sooo wonderfully smooth. You end up back in your room and crawl into your bed to experience the terrific feeling of your silky legs sliding between the sheets. You squirm around in your bed, enthralled by the sensations of the cool fabric against your bare skin as you roll between the bed sheets in bra and panties.

The dim light through your bedroom window is that of the hour just after sunset. You wake up to the sound of the front door shutting. You come to your senses hearing the muffled voices of your Mom and Stepdad entering the house, and realize that you are still in your bra and panties. You sit up frantically, your mind racing as you hear the footsteps coming down the hall.