Biff had spent a bit more time browsing in the mall but happy with his lingerie purchase and aware of how much money he had spent in the spa, he decided to go home. It was just starting to get dark anyway. He left the mall and started to walk across the much emptier parking lot to get to his car. He walked past a guy who was standing on his own. He could feel the guy eyeing him up and down as he passed. To his surprise the guy spoke just as Biff had passed him, saying, "Hey baby, where you off to?" Biff ignored him and quickened his pace.
Before all this, Biff would have been confident of kicking this guys ass, but his experience in the gym had shown him that he was now a lot more vulnerable now. He took his keys out of his purse as approached his car. He was afraid to look back in case the guy was following him but once he had gotten quickly into his car and locked the door he relaxed a little bit. He was relieved to see the man still standing where he had passed him. "How do women put up with this shit all the time?" Biff said to himself. Now more eager than ever to just get home Biff started his car and made the short drive back to his house.
Once inside the front door, he double locked it and breathed a sigh of relief. He had made the decision earlier to embrace his feminine role in life but this feeling of vulnerability was one aspect of femininity he could do without. Determined to make the most of the positives for now Biff hurried up stairs and decided to spend the evening draped in the lacy lingerie he had purchased. He quickly stripped out of his clothes, down to his underwear. He studied himself in the mirror in his room, amazed at how different he looked with no body hair. His legs looked great and his panties looked much nicer without the mass of hair behind them. He pulled the sports bra up over his head, slowly revealing his naked chest to himself in the mirror. He had gotten so used to wearing bras that now seeing his bare chest made him feel somewhat sexy. His chest was physically the same as always, apart from not having any hair now but the idea of it being somewhat forbidden and for his eyes only made him feel special to be now standing bare chested.
Biff opened the Victoria's Secret bag and laid the contents out on his bed. He was about to get dressed when he felt nature calling. He made his way to the bathroom in just his panties, subconsciously taking smaller, delicate steps. Keeping in line with his new role he pulled his panties down and sat on the toilet to pee. Having to sit wasn't so bad, he told himself and at least if it became habit it would be less likely raise any eyebrows if someone saw him standing. Finishing up on the toilet Biff stood up and let his panties dwop to the floor. He sauntered back to his room, marvelling at the smoothness of his legs and rubbing his but with one hand as he walked. He certainly was starting to feel sexy and he knew dressing himself in his new lingerie would reinforce these pleasant feelings.
He started with the delicate lace panties, slowly pulling them up his legs, savouring the sensation of the material rubbing off his smooth skin. Next came the bra and then the garter belts. Lastly, he sat on his bed and slowly peeled the panty hose up his legs before attaching them to the straps. Standing up again he admired himself in the mirror. He was feeling as womanly as he possibly could right now. Even the sight of his penis stuffed into his panties did nothing to change how he felt. He posed for himself in the mirror for a while before heading back downstairs. He wanted to do some normal things while dressed like this to try and make these feminine feelings seem normal. He got himself a drink from the fridge and made his way to the down. He couldn't help but sit delicately down, even crossing his legs at the knee without really thinking about it. He flicked through TV channels for a while, subconsciously running his hand up and down his stocking covered legs as he did.
