clothes make the gurl

Joan nervously fiddled with the hem of her skirt as they walked the strip from the salon. Every time she pulled it down to cover her ass cheeks she exposed her bulging panties more, pulling her front down exposed more of her ass cheeks.

"Quit fidgeting, girl."

"Everyone is staring at me though." Joan whined.

"It's called exposure therapy for a reason, Joan." Dr.Valentine smiled as she noticed he said nothing about being called a girl. "Of course they are, you're beautiful and sexy. They desire you, they envy you even." Of course, she didn't specify who wanted what.

"They want me?" Joan covered her massive chest forgetting about her skirt.

"Yes, we're two sexy women. Who wouldn't."

"No I-"

Dr. Valentine turned around and stopped Joan mid-step. "Am I not sexy?"

"Yes but-"

"And you are sexy. So we are two sexy women. Now I'll let you in on a little secret," Dr.Valentine pushed Joan's hands away from her breasts. "if you walk with your head held high and with confidence, no one will think twice."

Dr.Valentine showed what she meant thrusting her breasts forward and her face taking on an almost sexually hungry smile as she turned around and continued on. Joan quickly tried to do the same. Thrusting her chest out not only showed off her breasts more but caused her hips to sway, and with her careful step in her heels, the only way she could keep her new balance was by swaying her hips in a most feminine manner. Joan had not mastered the subtle looks a woman gives so each man who passed by believed she was giving them a come-hither look. Every few men Dr.Valentine would wave her fingers at a man or group of men and Joan did the same.

Joan was happy to be inside the mall even if it was in a lingerie store. Dr.Valentine handed her several bras in her size. Joan, as well as the former John, knew very little about women's bras beyond being able to unhook one on a girl. If she had, she would know Dr. Valentine only handed Joan push up bras and other bras meant to enhance her bust.

Dr.Valentine joined in trying on various bras to Joan's enjoyment when she stepped into Joan's changing room with just a bra and panty set on. "Tell me this isn't sexy?" She asked showing off the thong and pressing her beautiful behind into Joan's bulging cock that was threatening to escape from her panties.

"Very sexy."

"Good, I got you a matching pair."

"Ma-matching?"

"Of course. You like it right?

"Well I do-"

"Good." She pressed her chest against Joan's, their breasts pushing into one another as her hands roamed up Joan's back, Joan's penis finally slipped out of her panties. With a quick jerk Dr.Valentine tore a tag from the back of Joan's bra. "You can wear these out this way." She winked and left the changing room quickly. She returned fully dressed and with a handful of bras and panties. "Well come on. I've got a way to take care of that."

Joan sat in the changing room waiting for her erection to go away. She stared at herself in the mirror by herself for the first time since the salon. The woman was very sexy even with her cock. Seeing her own cock made her salivate like Pavlov's dog.

After a few minutes of waiting the girls paid for their new clothes and head out to a new store for dresses and more skirts and tops. Joan was **** to leave wearing her new tight red dress meant to show off her new breasts. "Now I expect you to wear your new clothes for our next appointment."

"Yes, doctor."

"Good, now I told you I had a way to take care of your big problem." She said looking back and seeing he still had quite the bulge going on in his panties still smiling seductively at men and waving as she did. Joan's confident facade had faded the further they walked into the seedier side of town.

"Shouldn't we go somewhere else?"

"Unfortunately the more prudish of societies **** these places to less than savory areas. Here we are." Joan and Dr.Valentine entered the 'dick in a box' porno store. While Joan looked around nervously hoping to avoid people's gaze she was **** again by the good doctor to stand tall and proud. "This place is a perfect example of why hiding your sexuality only makes things worse." Joan nodded trying to be confident once more. While Joan looked at videos of big breasted lesbians Dr.Valentine grabbed a DVD of her own. "Okay Joan, come with me." Not waiting for a response Dr.Valentine pulled her into a room no bigger than the changing room from earlier.

"What is this?"

"Some places allow you to preview the videos if you'd like. Or simply rent them for a time." She placed the DVD in the player.

"Wow. What are we watching?"

"It's called backdoor sluts 5." Dr.Valentine started the movie.

"Aren't you gonna leave?"

"Please, I've watched you masturbate before. I'm your doctor remember." As the movie started playing a beautiful woman in a thong bikini sunbathed on her stomach on a pool chair. "Might as well start, I do have other appointments." Joan once again felt her cock lengthen as she took it out of her panties and started stroking. A muscular man walked into frame. There was some inane chit-chat before the man finally pulled his own massive cock out of his pants. Joan briefly thought once she could get her cock under control maybe she could be a porn star. As she instinctively rubbed her large breast the woman began sucking the man's cock.

Finally, she bent over the chair as the man alternated between spanking and licking her ass before her pulled her thong down and flipped her over revealing her own cock. "Oh my god!" Joan gasped. She had heard about pornstars like this but had never seen them with her own eyes. "H-She's a..she's"

"A shemale. Like you."

"What?"

"Don't stop stroking, stopping and starting can cause delayed gratification and you'll be worse off than you started." Dr.Valentine ordered in her commanding voice.

Joan watched the woman on the screen lay on her back and this muscular handsome man shove his large cock into her tight hole.