Tappered pants, blouse, and Mary Janes

Some part of his reason went through Alex's head while he prepared his outfit for the next day. He selected a new pair of tapered ankle-length pants, a silky white blouse, and his first heels. Overall, much more feminine, but still resisting the urge to go to the office in a blouse, skirt and stiletto, for now.

Afterwards, he went to bed. In the morning, he put on the clothes, using a simple set of lingerie that also came in the package.

The pants no longer hid the heels, and he liked it, the silky blouse rustling with every movement. The commute was different. His steps were sharper, as if he wanted people to see his heels. When he arrived at the building, his eyes focused on someone in particular.

Anna was there waiting for the elevator, the woman who always had such proffessional outfits and deamenour, was there waiting for the elevator, wearing a skirt that was showing the top of her stockings. Her blouse seemed thinner, and a clear shadow of her bra was showing.

Alex walked to her and waited for the elevator. She looked him up and down, taking in his new style. "Already much better; at least those shoes are not hidden anymore"

As the elevator arrived, we got in; two other men got in with us. As the door closed, Anna's hands started to move to her buttons again, unclasping one, then 2 button at the top of her blouse. Before we reached our level, a third was gone; as the door opened, she tried to fasten them back.

Alex sat at his desk, opened his computer, and started his day; after a few minutes, the app notifications appeared again. Clicking on it, Alex was presented with the 3 choices.