Trying on Nadja's Lingerie Pt. 03

The next day I couldn't wait to come home from work. I finished earlier than usual, full of excitement to wear the female clothes again. As I walked through the front door, Nadja was waiting for me with a smile on her face.

"Peter, my dear," she said warmly. "I have something special planned for you today."

My heart raced as Nadja led me into Anna's room, where 3 big bags were waiting for me. Nadja explained that she had gone shopping and picked out a whole new wardrobe for me, complete with dresses, skirts, blouses, and even some high heels.

I couldn't believe my eyes as I peeked into each bag. The clothes were beautiful, more than I could have ever imagined.

"Wow," I said, running my hand over the silky fabric of a turquoise dress. "These are amazing."

Nadja grinned at me. "I'm glad you like them, Peter. You deserve to feel beautiful and confident in your own skin."

I looked up at her, grateful for her kindness and acceptance. "Thank you so much, Nadja. How much did all of this cost?"

She waved her hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it. Henry gave me his credit card for shopping, he doesn't care how I spend the money."

I raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Henry? He's okay with this?"

Nadja nodded. "He likes it when I wear sexy clothes for him. He loves paying for it." And then she added "But don't worry, Peter. This is just between us. Your secret is safe with me."

As we sat in Anna's room admiring the new clothes Nadja had bought me, I couldn't help but feel grateful for her support. But then she said something that caught me off guard.

"Peter" she began. "I think it's time to take things to the next level."

"What do you mean?" I asked nervously.

"Well, if you want to fully embrace your feminine side, we need to get rid of that pesky leg hair," she explained calmly.

I never really thought about it before, but now that she mentioned it, I realized how much smoother and more feminine my legs would look without all that hair.

"Okay," I said hesitantly. "But how do we do that?"

Nadja reached into one of the shopping bags and pulled out a tube of hair removal cream. "Don't worry, Peter. I've got everything under control."

Before I knew it, we were in the bathroom with me applying the cream to my legs while Nadja watched over me encouragingly.

"It might sting a bit at first, but trust me, it'll be worth it," she assured me.

And as I wiped away the cream and looked down at my smooth legs, I felt like a whole new person.

I took a quick shower and dried off before heading back to my room. I couldn't wait to try on the new clothes Nadja had bought me.

First, I slipped on a lacy bra and matching thong, admiring myself in the mirror. The fabric felt soft against my skin, and I couldn't help but feel sexy.

Next, I pulled out a summer dress from one of the shopping bags. It was a light pink color with delicate flowers embroidered along the hemline. As I slid it over my head and down my body, I felt an incredible sensation as the silky fabric brushed against my smooth legs.

I twirled around in front of the mirror, watching as the dress swished around my thighs. I had never felt so feminine and beautiful before.

As I continued to admire myself in the mirror, I heard a knock at the door. It was Nadja.

"Peter, are you ready?" she called through the door.

"I absolutely love how that dress looks on you," Nadja said as she entered the room, her eyes lighting up at the sight of me. "You look stunning."

I couldn't help but blush at her compliment. It felt amazing to be seen and appreciated for who I truly was.

"Now, it's time for your makeup," Nadja said, pulling out a bag filled with various cosmetics.

As she began applying foundation and powder to my face, I watched intently, amazed at how easily she could transform my appearance.

But this time, something was different. Nadja handed me a brush and showed me how to apply blush to the apples of my cheeks.

"Try it yourself," she encouraged.

At first, I was hesitant, unsure if I could do it correctly. But with Nadja's guidance, I applied the perfect amount of color to my cheeks.

"See? You're a natural," Nadja said with a smile.

Feeling more confident now, I took over the rest of my makeup application under Nadja's watchful eye. We chatted about the various dresses she picked for me as we worked together to create the perfect look.

When we were almost finished, I looked in the mirror and hardly recognized myself. My skin glowed flawlessly, and my eyes popped with mascara and eyeshadow.

"Wow," I breathed out in awe.

"You look incredible," Nadja said with a grin.

As I admired myself in the mirror, Nadja entered the room holding a small box.

"I have a surprise for you," she said with a grin. "I got you a much better wig."

She opened the box, revealing a beautiful shoulder-length blonde wig. I gasped at how realistic it looked.

"Put it on!" Nadja urged me excitedly.

I carefully placed the wig over my head and adjusted it until it felt secure. As I turned to face the mirror, I couldn't believe how different I looked. The blonde hair framed my face perfectly and made my eyes pop.

"You look beautiful in it," Nadja said with a smile.

"Thank you so much," I replied, feeling overwhelmed with gratitude.

We continued chatting as we finished up my makeup, but every time I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but be mesmerized by the transformation. The wig made me feel more feminine and confident than ever before.

As Nadja finished up my makeup, she suddenly turned to me and asked, "Have you ever thought about having a female name?"

I was taken aback by the question. I had never really considered it before, but something about the idea intrigued me.

"I don't know," I said, unsure of how to respond.

"Well, think about it," Nadja said with a smile. "It could be fun."

We chatted for a few more minutes as I pondered the idea. Eventually, I turned to Nadja and said, "Actually, I do like the idea of having a female name."

Nadja's eyes lit up with excitement. "Great! Let's come up with one together!"

We spent the next few minutes brainstorming different names until we finally landed on one that felt perfect: Sophia.

"Sophia," Nadja repeated with a grin. "I love it."

I tried saying it out loud a few times, testing out how it felt on my tongue. It was strange at first, but also exhilarating.

"Sophia," I said again, this time with more confidence.

Nadja beamed at me. "You look like a Sophia now," she said.

As I twirled in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but feel giddy with excitement over my new name. It was just one small change, but it made me feel like an entirely new person.

"I have one last thing for you," Nadja said with a mischievous grin, as she rummaged through one of the bags.

I watched curiously as she pulled out a pair of high heels. They were black and shiny, with stiletto heels that looked impossibly tall.

"They're beautiful," I gasped, eyeing them up and down.

"I thought they would complete your new look," Nadja said, handing me the shoes. "Go ahead, try them on."

I carefully slipped my feet into the high heels, wobbling slightly as I tried to find my balance. Nadja noticed my struggle and quickly came to my aid.

"Balancing in heels can be tricky at first," she said with a reassuring smile. "Here, let me show you."

Nadja took my hand and guided me to stand up straight, reminding me to distribute my weight evenly on both feet. She instructed me to take small steps, placing one foot in front of the other while keeping my balance centered over the arches of my feet.

As I walked back and forth across the room, Nadja offered more tips and encouragement. "You're doing great, Sophia! Just keep your core engaged and take it slow."

I followed her guidance, feeling more confident with each step. Nadja continued to hold my hand for support, her touch warm and comforting.

I could feel the stares of imaginary onlookers as I strutted back and forth in front of the mirror.

After a few minutes of practice, I was able to walk steadily in the heels without stumbling or falling. I felt proud of myself for mastering this new skill.

"See? You've got this!" Nadja exclaimed with a grin. "Now let's see how those legs look in those heels!"

We both laughed as I struck a pose in front of the mirror. The high heels added inches to my height and made my legs look long and lean. I couldn't help but feel sexy and powerful.

"Thank you so much for all your help," I said gratefully to Nadja.

She smiled warmly at me. "Anytime, Sophia. I'm so happy to have been a part of your transformation."

The rest of the evening was spent trying on all the other outfits that Nadja had picked out for me. Each one was more stunning than the last, and I felt like a model in a fashion shoot. We had a few glasses of wine as we posed and twirled around the room. The alcohol made us both giddy and carefree, and we laughed until our sides hurt.

Nadja snapped photos of me from every angle, capturing my new look in all its glory. I struck poses like a pro, feeling confident and sexy in each outfit.

As we reviewed the photos together, we couldn't stop giggling at some of the silly expressions and poses I had made. But there were also some truly stunning shots that took our breath away.

"This is incredible," I said, marveling at how different I looked in each outfit. "I can't believe it's really me."

"You are absolutely gorgeous," Nadja said with genuine admiration. "These photos are going to be amazing."

We continued sipping wine and taking pictures late into the night, lost in our own little world of beauty and glamour. It was a magical evening that I would never forget.

I slipped into bed, feeling the smooth silk of my negligee against my skin. It felt so good to be dressed like this, to feel feminine and sensual. My thoughts turned to Anna, who was due back from her business trip in just a few days. I couldn't wait to see her again, but at the same time, I was worried about what would happen when she found out about my crossdressing.

Would she accept me for who I am? Or would she be disgusted and reject me? The uncertainty gnawed at me, even as I reveled in the sensation of the silky fabric against my body.

I tried to push those thoughts aside and focus on the present moment. I closed my eyes and let myself relax, taking deep breaths and letting go of my worries.

As I drifted off to sleep, I clung to the hope that everything would work out okay. That Anna would still love me, no matter what. And that we could continue our journey together, exploring new aspects of ourselves and our relationship with open hearts and minds.

I woke up late on Saturday, feeling refreshed and energized after the previous night's photo shoot with Nadja. As I stretched in bed, my phone rang loudly on the bedside table, jolting me out of my reverie.

It was Anna, calling to check in and see how my day was going. I answered groggily, still half-asleep and disoriented from the wine and late night.

"Hey babe," I mumbled into the phone, trying to sound awake and alert.

"Hey babe," Anna said, her voice filled with excitement. "I miss you so much."

"I miss you too," I replied, a smile spreading across my face as I sat up in bed.

"I can't wait to see you," she continued. "I'll be back in just a few days."

"That's great news," I said, feeling a surge of happiness at the thought of being reunited with her.

"I have so much to tell you," she went on. "This trip has been amazing, but it's not the same without you here with me."

"I wish I could have been there with you," I said wistfully. "But I'm glad you're having a good time."

"It's been incredible," Anna said. "But nothing compares to being with you. I can't wait to hold you in my arms again."

"I can't wait either," I said, feeling a flutter of anticipation in my stomach.

"Just a few more days," Anna said soothingly. "We'll make up for lost time when I get back."

"I'm looking forward to it," I replied eagerly.

As we talked, my worries about telling Anna about my crossdressing faded away. In that moment, all that mattered was our love for each other and the joy of being together once again.

After the call with Anna, I felt a rush of excitement and anticipation. I knew that I needed to make the most of my feminine time before she came back, so I quickly picked out a beautiful top and skirt from my new wardrobe. As I dressed, I savored the feeling of the soft fabric against my skin and reveled in the joy of expressing myself in this way.

Feeling confident and empowered, I made my way to the kitchen, where Nadja was already up and having breakfast. She smiled warmly at me as I entered, her eyes taking in my outfit with approval.

"Looking good," she said with a grin. "You're really coming into your own, aren't you?"

I blushed at her words, feeling a surge of gratitude for her support and encouragement.

Nadja finished her breakfast and turned to me with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Hey Sophia, I have an idea for this afternoon. How about we go for a walk?"

I hesitated, feeling my nerves start to rise. Going out in public as a woman was still new to me, and the thought of encountering judgment or ridicule made me anxious.

"I don't know, Nadja," I said hesitantly. "I'm still not sure if I'm ready for that."

But Nadja wasn't deterred. "Don't worry, I've got it all figured out," she said confidently. "You can dress up partially - wear some male clothes on top and then when we get there, I'll do your makeup and you can put on the rest of your outfit."

I considered her proposal carefully, weighing the risks against the rewards. On one hand, the idea of being seen in public as my true self was exhilarating. On the other hand, I was scared of what people might say or do.

Finally, after a moment's hesitation, I nodded my agreement. "Okay, let's do it."

Nadja beamed at me approvingly. "Great! Now let's get you dressed."

I rummaged through my new wardrobe, searching for the perfect outfit for our walk. As I looked through my clothes, my eyes fell on a delicate lacy bra and matching thong. A thrill of excitement ran through me as I imagined slipping into them under my jeans.

Without hesitation, I grabbed the bra and thong and slipped them on. The sensation of the soft fabric against my skin made me feel alive and feminine. Next, I pulled on my regular jeans along with a simple t-shirt and hoodie to keep it casual.

I picked out a beautiful summer dress from my wardrobe and carefully folded it into a bag along with a pair of high heels and the wig. As I zipped up the bag, I felt a rush of nervous excitement at the thought of wearing such an elegant outfit in public.

With Nadja by my side, though, I knew that anything was possible. So with a deep breath and a smile on my face, I headed out the door ready for whatever adventure lay ahead.

Nadja knew the perfect place for our walk. She had mentioned it earlier, but I hadn't paid much attention at the time. Now, as we headed towards her car, she reminded me of her plan.

"I know this great spot for a walk," she said excitedly. "It's in a secluded area, so we won't have to worry about running into anyone."

I nodded nervously, trying to hide my apprehension. The thought of going out in public dressed as a woman was still daunting, even if it was in a secluded area.

We climbed into Nadja's car and she started the engine. As we drove towards our destination, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building inside me. This was something new and exhilarating, and I couldn't wait to see where it would take us.

When we arrived at the spot Nadja had chosen, I was amazed by its beauty.

The small lake was nestled in a clearing, surrounded by tall trees that provided ample shade and privacy. The water glistened in the sunlight, its surface calm and inviting. As we approached the lake, I could hear the gentle lapping of waves against the shore.

Surrounding the lake was an asphalted road that wound its way around the perimeter, providing easy access for anyone who wanted to take a leisurely stroll or jog. Despite the convenience of the road, it didn't detract from the natural beauty of the area.

"This is amazing," I breathed in awe.

Nadja grinned at me. "I told you it was worth the drive."

Nadja was right, the secluded area by the lake was perfect for our adventure. I couldn't see anyone else around. It felt like we were in our own little world.

Nadja pulled out a small make-up kit and handed it to me with a knowing smile.

I felt nervous as she helped me apply the make-up, worried that someone might catch us at any moment. But Nadja's calm demeanor and reassuring words kept me grounded.

As she applied the finishing touches, I looked at myself in the mirror and was amazed by the transformation.

I went back to the car, feeling a sense of excitement and nervousness as I prepared for the next step in our adventure. As I settled into the rear seat, I reached into my bag and pulled out the dress and high heels that Nadja had helped me pick out earlier.

Taking a deep breath, I began to remove my male clothes, one piece at a time. As each article of clothing came off, I felt more exposed and vulnerable than ever before. But there was also a sense of liberation that came with shedding those old layers.

Finally, I was just in my lingerie, feeling a total rush. I slipped on the dress, feeling the silky fabric slide over my skin like a warm embrace. It hugged my curves, accentuating my femininity and making me feel beautiful.

Next came the wig, which I carefully placed on my head.

I took a deep breath and reached for the high heels. As I slipped my feet into the shoes, I could feel my heart racing. The tight space made it difficult to get them on, but I managed with some effort.

Looking around nervously, I scanned the area for any signs of other people. But there was no one in sight. It seemed like we really were alone in this beautiful, secluded spot by the lake.

Nadja was waiting eagerly for me to join her outside the car. She smiled at me encouragingly as I stepped out onto the asphalt road.

We started our walk around the lake, and I could feel the cool breeze blowing through my dress. The sun was starting to set, casting a warm glow over everything around us. As we walked, our heels made clacking sounds against the pavement, marking each step we took.

I looked over at Nadja, who was walking confidently in her high heels. Her dress swayed with each stride she took, and I couldn't help but admire her grace and beauty.

As we reached the edge of the lake, we stopped to take in the breathtaking view. The water shimmered in the fading light, reflecting the colors of the sky above. We stood there for a few moments, just enjoying each other's company and the peacefulness of our surroundings.

Nadja looked at me with a smile and said, "Sophia, it's time for some pictures. Let's capture this beautiful moment."

She reached into her purse and pulled out her phone, the screen illuminating her face in the dimming light. With a quick flick of her finger, the camera app opened, ready to freeze our memories in time.

"Alright, Sophia," Nadja said as she positioned herself to get the perfect angle. "I want you to pose like the confident woman you are."

I took a deep breath and stood tall, feeling the soft fabric of my dress brush against my legs. Nadja's eyes sparkled with excitement as she guided me through different poses, encouraging me to embrace my femininity.

"Lean against that tree," she suggested, pointing towards a majestic oak nearby. I followed her instructions, placing one hand delicately on the rough bark while tilting my head slightly towards the camera.