"Very good Missy" she said, using the name that she had called him so long ago at the tea parties.

He looked up to her with wide eyes.

"You are Missy now" she said sternly. "You are a girl, as long as you have your boobs on. Do you understand Missy?"

"Yes" said Adam.

"Good. You need to think of yourself as a girl. You have boobs, you are going to wear a dress and become pretty. You are Missy now."

"I am Missy. I am a girl" he said. He didn't understand why he was so totally turned on at that moment.

Next, she had him step into the dress. It was dark enough blue that it almost looked black. It had a hem line just above the knees, but having not worn a dress since he was a young child, it felt like everyone would be able to look him up. It had a low cut front, which allowed a peak at his boobs and the cleavage which they created on his chest.

"The dress size looks good, but we need to do something about that bulge in your front" she said. Jan had 'Missy' take the dress off, and lay it out carefully on the bed.

"You don't want to get any wrinkles, do you?" she said.

Next, she pulled out a white thing from a bag. A maxi pad.

"Its..."

"I know what it is" said Adam.

"I hoped you wouldn't need one, but put it on under your panties. You need some padding so you don't show the world what you have hiding between your legs."

She helped him put it on his panties, carefully positioning it to hide the bulge. Once in place, he looked much better. Now she gave him a pair of ecru pantyhose, which she showed him how to get into without causing a snag.

With those in place, the dress looked much better on him. He could still use better curves, but it was good enough to fool most anyone.

"Sit over there at the lighted makeup mirror" she said. He did so, sitting the way she had taught him oh so long ago. He didn't protest as she applied the makeup to his face, completely changing his appearance. Red lips! Mascara! Frosted eyelids! He could not believe what she was able to do.

She pulled out a box which contained a wig of long black hair. She put it on him, and secured it in place. It swept over the side of her face a bit, with a real sexy look. The long hair with the makeup made him almost unrecognizable, even to himself.

She added perfume, rings for his fingers, a bracelet, and a necklace. Then she added clip-on ear rings. Just when he wondered if she could find something else to feminize, she started with his nails. She put on 'press on' nails, carefully shaped them with a file, and began with the first of three coats of nail polish. When the last coat dried, a clear coat sealer was added.

Adam could not believe how it made his hands look, having the long nails with bright colors. He felt somehow 'special' to be so pretty all of a sudden, but it also was so intimidating! He was being constricted by a bra, pantyhose and a corset; he was wrapped in a skirt. Long hair fell all around him. Every time he moved, he felt new sensations like the skirt brushing against the pantyhose, tickling his legs; or the long hair brushing against the nape of his neck; or his breasts jiggling when he moved. No matter which way he turned, he was surrounded by femininity. And new smells of makeup, nail polish and perfume. And sore feet from the narrow pointy toes of the high heels that Jan had found for him.

He felt like he was being shown the inner sanctum; the secrets of beauty that only women knew. And now he was part of it himself. As a girl named 'Missy'.

* * *

Jan invited 'Missy' over to the couch.

"You're so pretty Missy" she said.

"Not half as pretty as you" replied Adam, trying a softer voice like Jan had suggested.

"I love your shoes Missy. Are they Prada?"

"You bought them! You should know!" said Adam.

"I'm just trying to show you how women talk to each other" said Jan. "You should thank me for asking, then find something to compliment me back on."

"OK."

"Let's try it again. Why those are lovely shoes Missy! Are they Pradas?"

"No, they're Hypes."

"They're so cute!"

"Thanks Jan. I love your hair today. Did you do something different with it?"

"Why thanks for noticing Missy! Yes, I just had it highlighted."

"It really brings out the glow in your face" said Adam.

"Excellent! You make a great woman Missy. You're catching on quickly. Now go to the kitchen, and walk in here. Pretend that you're just arriving."

Adam got up carefully (still adjusting to walking in heels), and went to the kitchen. He was forced to take little steps because of the shoes. He pretended to knock, then came into the living room again.

"Missy, how wonderful to see you!" cooed Jan. She went over to Adam, and pretended to give him a kiss on each cheek.

"Why do you do that?" said Adam.

"Well, first of all, if two women kissed on the lips to greet each other, the men would all be way too excited. I don't understand why men think two women kissing is hot, but they sure do."

"That's what I've heard" said Adam.

Jan smiled. He was really getting into the role.

"And secondly, you have a light pink lipstick on. Mine is more of a crimson. If we kissed on the lips, you'd have dark smudges, and I'd have light ones. Both of us would have to fix our lipsticks. That's why we do that. We show love and affection, without any mess!"

"That makes so much sense!" said Adam. He was learning things he had always wondered about. He let himself go, and get into the role. There was nobody there but him and Jan. And if this is what it took to win her heart, it was well worth it. Perhaps she just wanted him to really understand women, before they started a real relationship. He would continue on, and learn all he could. What harm was there?

Jan continued to chat with 'Missy', and teach 'her' things about women that very few men dared to know, or cared to know for that matter. Jan worked on Missy's posture and movements, to make them more graceful.

"Shoulders back, stick your boobs out! Spine straight! Do I have to make you walk with a book on your head for balance?"

"I'm trying!" said Adam. When you've been used to moving one way for your whole life, it is hard to suddenly start walking in a completely different manner. Bit by bit, he was getting better at it, and catching on.

Adam was sitting on the couch with Jan, discussing some of the finer points of how women talked to each other, when there was a knock at the door.

"Oh good, they're here" said Jan.

"They're here?" said Adam. This wasn't good. Jan was expecting someone over? It was one thing to be a girl with just Jan, but to do it with someone else? Adam began to blush. He couldn't let someone else see him like this! He was dressed as a girl. A panic response set in, but before he could say anything or act, Jan opened the door, and in walked two gorgeous women.

One was a tall blond. She wore a red dress, which really showed off her legs and her large breasts. The other was a brunette, with long curly hair. She wasn't exactly flat chested, but nothing as big as the blonde! She wore a black leather skirt, high heel boots which came up to her knees, and a tank top that had very thin straps. The outline of her nipples made it clear that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath.

"Missy, I'd like you to meet my friends. This is Cheryl" she said, motioning to the blonde. "And this is Wendy"

"Hello, nice to meet you!" said Adam, trying to sound enthusiastic.

"Hello Missy" said Cheryl in a sultry voice that gave away her addiction to cigarettes.

"I've heard to much about you!" said Wendy, which gave Adam a real start. What exactly had Jan told Wendy about? About Adam? About Missy, who didn't really exist? He shot a glance over to Jan.

"Come on you slow poke, or we'll be late for our reservations" said Jan.

Adam was forced to run over, pick up the purse that Jan had set up for him, and run out the door with the other three. Three women, and him ,going out! Normally, that would have been a dream for a man. But to accompany them in public, dressed as a woman? More of a nightmare.

Everyone seemed to be talking at once as they rode in the car across town to the restaurant. Adam tried his best to keep up with the conversation, but women can really talk, and it was hard sometimes to get a word in edgewise.

He sat next to Jan in the back seat. She put her hand in his for a moment, and gave it a squeeze, as if to say 'it will be all right'. He looked at her. His wide eyes betrayed the fear he had inside. He squeezed back hard.

They valet parked the car, and a young man opened the doors for them. Adam tried his best to look elegant getting out, but he didn't know how well he did. He almost forgot his purse, and had to reach back in to get it. While he was leaned over, he could hear the two valets talking behind him.

"Check out the rear on that one! She's cute"

He was mortified. They thought he was a woman, and they thought he was cute. This was going to be a long night.

They ordered a bottle of wine, almost as soon as they sat down. They shared an appetizer, then ordered their dinner. Adam decided to get what Jan was getting, so he didn't stand out by doing something out of place like ordering a big steak, which was his first impulse at such a nice place.

About half way through dinner, he was getting at ease with Wendy and Cheryl. They seemed nice enough, and either they thought he was a woman, didn't know he was a man, or didn't care. That allowed him to let himself go, and once again get into the role. He looked at it as a learning experience, and he was picking up a lot of things now.

But the wine was kicking in.

"Excuse me ladies, I have to use the rest room" he said.

"I'll go with you" said Wendy, which sent a chill down his spine. Why hadn't Jan rescued him? He didn't understand why women had to go in pairs to the bathroom. He didn't want to go with a knockout brunette dressed like that! He didn't want to let himself be turned on by her. He was trying to act ladylike tonight, for Jan's sake. He gave her a helpless look. She just smiled.

There was only a small line at the bathroom, and that gave Wendy time to chat with him.

"So Missy, Jan say's you knew each other since you were little girls?"

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