The Kink or Treat Halloween Blog Train continues! You have just come from Mistress Gigi’s blog, which was definitely more kink than treat with “The Disappearing Cock”. Very kinky, indeed! Next come, I invite you to experience the softer side of erotic feminization with Ms. Becky’s Magical Lingerie Shop. Below you will find the full length audio version of this story as well. Enjoy! 

Ms Becky’s Magical Lingerie Shop

You were staring hungrily in the window, your cute little face all but pressed up against the glass, taking in the elegant array of fine silks and textured laces when I first saw you that Halloween night. There were rows and rows of them, so many to occupy your attention, making it ever so easy for me to sneak up behind you to invite you in. I could tell exactly what you needed, what you craved, and I aimed to give it to you. You were so sweet and shy at first, stumbling over your words, the cutest blush creeping up your cheeks. Even so, when I extended my hand towards you, you placed yours in mine, entrusting yourself to my care. I lead you inside the lingerie shop.

As soon as the door opened, you are greeted by the sweetest scent you have ever smelled, the light fragrance tickling your nose. Your eyes were wide as can be as they swept around the room, taking in all the gorgeous fabrics, colors, and textures. You were so shy, so afraid to pursue what you really wanted, so I take you by the hand and lead you over to the lingerie set I saw your sweet little eyes widen over. Intertwined red silk woven together, sitting atop a red silk base, this set had just been hung up this very morning.

Feminization and Transformation 

I asked you softly if you would like to try the set on, and you shyly replied that you didn’t think that the set would fit you. I gift you a mysterious little grin ass I assure you that you simply must try it on. You reach out, hand gently trembling, and caress the fabric softly, the silk dancing over your fingertips. You reverently pick up the red silk set and place it softly over your arms, allowing yourself to be led by me into the changing room.

I lead you through the store, past aisles full of luxurious undergarments. I lead you down a beautiful, gilded hallway to the changing rooms. To your surprise, I step right into the changing room and assure you the garment you selected was a bit tricky, the little mysterious grin from earlier re-appearing on my face at that statement. I take the lingerie from you and hang it up on the provided hook. You cannot take your eyes off of it. It almost appeared to begin glowing, the silk dancing before your eyes the longer you stared at it.

My fingers, gentle and sure, begin to deftly remove your clothing, stripping layer from layer from your body. Your eyes continue to hungrily take in the lingerie set. Soon, you stand before me naked as the day you were born. Surprisingly, you were not shy or uncertain, your thoughts utterly consumed by the thought of trying on the red silk set. You are gripped with a sense of anxiety that the set will not fit your body as I begin to take the set down from the hanger, the wisps of silk appearing so delicate you were sure your masculine body would lay the garment to waste. Yet, I seemed wildly unconcerned, which was odd since presumably I knew my way around lingerie and the human body. Once could even be forgiven for assuming I was familiar with crossdressing and lingerie for crossdressers, yes?

Feminization & Transformation Secrets Unveiled 

As I hold the garment out to you, I begin talking. “When I first built this shop, it was with a very special reason. You see, I have a gift. I am able to peer into the soul of men and know their deepest desires- their true form, if you will. I was born with the gift of sensing when a man is… special, when they feel… different. I am able to tell when a man needs something a little softer, sweeter than the average bloke. I infused this shop with my own essence, you see, and every stitch in this shop is designed to be a literal dream come true.”

I lean down and hold the garment near your feet, so you can step into it. As you slip your foot into the foot hole, something very unexpected happens. As your foot emerged through the garment, a perfectly pedicured, feminine foot appeared. Astonished, you draw your foot back and your eyes fly to mine. You test it again, slipping your toes into the foot hole, only to have them emerged with a glossy red pedicure, transformed in shape and size. You gasp, a huge smile lighting your face as you eagerly step into the garment again, this time stepping in up to your calf. Instantly your calf is transformed into a supple and shapely feminine form.

“I told you that you didn’t need to worry about the fit. It’s going to fit you like a literal glove, sweetness” I murmur gently, eyes admiring your shapely calf. I lean down to pop your other foot in the foot hole, ensuring you have an unobstructed view of the mirror and can watch your body become what you had always craved. I slide the red silk up your calves, over your knees, and up your thighs. Everywhere the fabric touches is utterly enchanted, changed, transformed. Your calves elongate and tighten, smooth and supple skin emerges. Your thighs round and soften, ripen.

I stare into your eyes as I place the fabric over your dick, feeling it melt away under my fingertips, creating a warm, wet pussy in its place. The sensations are exquisite, and despite being in company, you couldn’t help but allow your fingers to dance up to the crotch of those panties to slip in and feel the soft, warm flesh contained therein. Warm, puffy lips, lightly covered in soft downy hair greeted you, wet with fragrant honey. As your fingers glanced over your flesh, white hot sensation flashed up your body.

The Final Transformation 

But I wasn’t going to stop there, sweetness. Not when we were so close to having you fully realized in your authentic form, feminization and transformation completed. I continued pulling the red silk garment up your body, over the slope of your belly, over your chest, fixing the straps securely in place at your shoulders. Every place where the fabric touched soften, rounded, becoming feminized and transformed. Your tummy softens and swells with a beautiful feminine slope, your breasts become heavy on your chests, while your nipples lengthen and harden, standing up in two dusky pink points on perfect 34DD breasts.

Your are fully feminized and transformed from the head down, but one step still remains. I position you close to the mirror to watch this part, and angle my body so I can watch you watch yourself for this final step. I place my hands onto the bodice of the garment, infusing its magic into my fingertips. I reach up behind you and begin trailing my fingers softly over your face, transforming the flesh beneath my very fingertips. Your features are all but unrecognizable to yourself as your stare in those sultry dark eyes, honey blond locks cascading down your back in tousled curls. You look like the woman of your dreams.

You lift astonished eyes to mine, the question in them not even needing to be voiced. “Its simple, really- the veil is the thinnest on Halloween and every year my spirit guides select one onlooker to invite in here and this year it was you who found the shop. Next year, it will be someone else who happens across Ms Becky’s Magical Lingerie Shop and I’ll make their wishes come true. Now, I want you to go out there and live your best life.”, I say. I bundle you up in a gorgeous womans fitted peacoat, just to keep you decent until you can find someone to give this new body of yours a test drive (at which point I fully expect for you to become indecent as can be!). The tears in your eyes as I usher you out the door are enough thanks for me.

A Happy Ending 

As you turn to look back at that magical lingerie shop, it disappears before your very eyes in a vanishing blink. You walk to exactly where it was, and there is absolutely nothing there. Shaking your head at the mystery of it all, and with a silly feminine grin on your face, you saunter away, hips swaying.

The Next Stop on the Halloween Blog Train

Now that our main character experienced the feminization and transformation of Ms Becky’s Magical Lingerie Shop, join me in revisiting our old friend Stravia and her continuing adventures with Mistress Hadley.