No, she made John do some girly poses

"I know that this must be embarrassing for you, John. But it's all part of the therapy. Trust me." Dr. Valentine said gently.

"If you say so." John said feeling a little better about it.

"But just dressing up like a girl isn't enough for the therapy." She walked to John and guided him to a free space in the room. There lay a light blue blanket on the floor. "To maximize the effect you have to do something even more embarrassing."

"O.K." John said a little confused. "And what do I have to do?"

"You lie down on the blanket,.." Dr. Valentine said and John did as she had told. "Put your right leg bent over your left one,..." He moved his right leg like he was told. "Hold the rod and your arms like you have just fallen on your back,..." He took the pose he thought looked most like he was told. "And look up to me like you would look at a lover." John looked towards Dr. Valentine with a gentle smile.

Just as he got into the pose, he noticed Dr. Valentine holding a phone and taking a picture of him.

"What are you doing?" John asked embarrassed of somebody taking a picture of him dressed up like that.

"That's all part of the therapy. " Dr. Valentine said. "We'll do some more girly poses and take pictures of it. Once you see the pictures you'll feel even more embarrassed and that'll help you change."

"But that's so embarrassing." John said and toke the pose of an embarrassed girl.

Dr. Valentine took a picture of it. "Now be a big 'boy' and endure it. And play a little with your right hand with the earrings. That'll look good."

Embarrassed to not only look, but also act like a girl, John did as the therapist told him and did a girly poses. He played with his earrings, place his gloved hand on his cheek, nipped a little on the glove, pulled down his skirt and ran his gloved hands over his legs and boots. He was so into it he didn't notice Dr. Valentine also made him do some sexy poses with his hands gently cupping his not existing breasts, pulling down the neckline a little, lifting up the skirt and licking over his painted lips with a lustful glance on his eyes. For the last pose he had to lie on his back, spread his legs a little, cup his chest with one hand, fully lift up the skirt exposing his genitals in the white leotard with the other hand, and putting on a real embarrassed facial expression.

"That's all for today." Dr. Valentine said satisfied. You can change back into your old clothes and leave the costume with Ms. Emerson, my receptionist. John got up and tried to stand on his high heeled boots without staggering. "Or do you want to stay like this a little more and walk home dressed as Sailor Saturn?"

John blushed heavily just by the thought of leaving the building dressed like this. He quickly walked out of the room, stumbling a lot because of the high heels.

"I'll send you the pictures right away and we'll see each other next week." Dr. Valentine cat-called at him with a big smile on her face.