Tracy begrudgingly gets dressed

After a few minutes of sitting and staring, he finally composed himself. Something was going on and he didn't like it, but, Tracy new he had ****, but to comply. He finished his breakfast and stood up, walking over to the bed. After along period of deciding he picked the black bikini top with its matching skirt.

He dropped his towel that he was wearing, and slipped the bikini skirt over his legs. He was extremely self conscious about his body hair since his whole life, he was unable to grow any. So this skirt was not helping his confidence, nor would the top. It was one of those ones with a hoop in the middle, which he admitted he loved seeing on women. However, he did not like seeing himself in it.

Lastly came the shoes, which after 6 or so minutes, he had figured out how to get on. Tracy stumbled into the bathroom to get a better look at himself. He was actually quite shocked how well his body was complimented by what he was wearing. Obviously he didn't look GOOD, but definitely not the worst. That didn't mean he hated it any less though.

After getting dressed Tracy stayed in his room embarrassed to leave for hours. But once he had blown through anything interesting on the TV, and finished reading the phonebook for the 3rd time, he realized he couldn't spend his entire getaway in his room, crossdressing. So he swallowed his pride and walked to his door. slowly he turned the handle, and opened it. To his surprise not a single person was walking in the halls, it was just him, and him alone. Feeling a tiny bit better he stepped into the hallway, and began to walk towards the exit...