Jon gingerly held the pantyhose package in his hand. This was it. He'd hinted at his desires earlier by mentioning a TG gun, but he'd been afraid to bare his soul to Karyn. Now, she was practically handing his fantasy to him on a silver platter.
Karyn snapped her fingers. "Oh! How could I forget the shoes!" She turned back to the box and reached in and pulled out a pair of black ballet flats.
"These will go well with that dress, and I didn't see the need to torture you with high heels." She grinned at him impishly.
Jon pretended to be a bit reluctant. "Um, OK, I guess this is fair, and with all this I can go out and not look like a freak. Why the pantyhose first?"
"Trust me, it's more comfortable that way. I would have gotten ordinary panties, but I wanted to make sure you got a nice shape, thus the body briefer," Karyn explained. "The pantyhose will feel better right against you. Take off your regular men's underwear first, of course."
Jon looked over the rest of the clothes and items, and got a better look at the things he hadn't seen so well before.
Karyn opened the makeup box for him to show him that it was fully stocked. "I bet a mask would have worked, but it probably would have made you unrecognizable. I want to see what YOU look like."
She handed the body briefer to him. "So, where are you going to change?"
