John went shopping

Once more John was going to the mall. On the way there he continuously heard the clicking sound of his heels on the sidewalk, a sound he was going to hear every time he was walking from now on. At the mall he got once more some attention from bypassers. It was more attention than last time as he walked out of the mall with his new long hair and the earrings, but not as much as before that. The reason he got the attention was because he clearly looked like a girl with the long hair, make-up and high heels, but his boy-clothes didn't match that at all. But that was going to change.

John had no idea about shopping woman-clothes, but the hypnosis had defined the overall design he was going for. The rest had to be made up by his own idea of stylish and sexy, but from his boyish point of view, although he didn't realized any of that. Another help was that Dr. Valentine had phrased the description of his new style in an order, regardless of whether intended or not. So first he was going to buy panties and bras, followed by stockings, tops and skirts, maybe a dress, and finally high heels.

John walked though the mall to a lingerie-shop he knew from seeing. As he walked towards the entrance, he saw a poster hung up in the window. It showed a young blond woman wearing a set of matching bra and panties.

John looked at it and directly fell in love, not with the woman, but with the lingerie. The panties were a lacy black string and the matching bra pushed up the woman's moderate bust. They perfetcly fit Dr. Valentine's description. So John went into the shop, searched some time for the string and bra and took them to a changing room. He completely undressed and tried them on. John had little experience taking off his exes bra, but putting it on himself was something else. Finally he got the bra on and looked at his reflection in the mirror. The string and bra looked sexy, looked stylish, but they didn't fit. So John took them off, got dressed again and exchanged them for ones in a different size. After the third try he finally had a string and bra his size. The bra's cups were empty and a bulge was on the string, but that was just like they were for him, like they had always been. John took the price tags from the string and bra, put his his pants, shirt and ankle boots on and left the changing room, leaving his old underpants behind. He then picked three more sets of panties and bras, all lacy and sexy in his eyes, and paid for them at the register using his credit card.

Wearing his first panties and bra and carrying more in a bag in his hand, John wanted to leave the lingerie shop, as he saw them selling stockings. They were next on his list, so he bought a nude, black and purple pair, last to match his favorite eye shadow. After paying for them, John reentered the changing room and rolled the nude stockings up his legs. His legs didn't had much hair and they were pretty thin, so they looked smooth and perfect. After that John really left the shop, just seconds before a saleswoman discovered boy-underpants in the changing room.

Next came the skirts and tops. The tops were pretty easy to find, as almost every woman-cloth-shop had some. He settled for a black tank-top to wear, and a semitransparent top with short sleeves and a silver sequin star on the left side over it. He didn't know why it was this top, it somehow seemed stylish. He also bought two other tops.

As for the skirts John had to look some more. Finally he found a shop having the kind of skirts he had in mind. It was a fetish-shop that sold leather and latex skirts among others. They were more stylish and sexy than normal skirts and emphasized his legs and hips. For the moment to wear John decided on a light purple leather pencil-skirt. In the shop he also bought a pair of black overknee-boots he liked, but he didn't put them on.

Now fully dressed like a woman, John bought a pair of black boots and a black dress he saw on a woman and that he thought was stylish.

Carrying four full bags John left the mall, once more under the eyes of a lot of people, mostly men. They totally mistook him for a woman, but nobody could have blamed them. John looked and walked like a woman, only his flat chest and the invisible penis in his string showed that he wasn't. He felt really proud that he got so much attention, that the people recognized his beauty and style.