This is a follow-up story to "Filipina Persuasion". For more updates on this series and other stories, please check my literotica profile.
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I woke up in the morning in Maricar's arms, my head resting on her chest. I could feel it heaving with every breath she took. I was still a bit groggy from the previous night of passion and still coming to term with how my life had so suddenly changed. Maricar was unlike any of the boyfriends I had had before. She was passionate and knew how to press my buttons to give me mind blowing orgasms. She was confident, possessive and dominant, but not in the rough and self-centred way of some of my previous boyfriends. And yet at the same time she could also be tender and caring. Her touch could easily turn from strong and painful to tender and soothing, her hands delicate and smooth in a way no man's hands could be.
I looked at the silver ring she had placed on my finger the night before, symbolising both her ownership of me and her commitment to me. It made me feel special in a way I had never experienced before. I felt so safe and looked after and almost instinctively I snuggled my head against her breasts, so as to feel her closer.
This woke Maricar up. She hugged me tight, pressing my head against her breasts, then started caressing my hair.
"How's my girlfriend this morning?" she asked.
"Mmm...satisfied..."
Maricar smiled and kissed me on the lips.
"We should get up, sweetie. Now that you are my girlfriend, we need to get you a whole new wardrobe."
I got up and collected my clothes but before I could put them on, Maricar stopped me and said, "No. Don't put those one. I will give you some of mines."
She then went to her wardrobe and grabbed a pop up collared long-sleeve shirt, a pair of blue jeans and a brown belt.
"These should fit you. Try them on."
I put on my bra and panties and then Maricar's clothes on top. I look at myself in a mirror. I had never looked so tomboyish in my life. The shirt and jeans covered my figures and gave me a distinct androgynous look. As I was staring, Maricar hugged me around the waist from behind, put her head on my right shoulder and while looking in the mirror said, "There you go. All covered up and hidden. When you go out in public, I don't want any pesky man looking at you. I want them to know you are not available by looking butch. And when we are out together, we will wear matching clothes, so everyone knows you belong to me."
"But don't worry," she continued, "you will still wear sexy, feminine clothes, but only for me in private or on special occasions in public."
She then kissed my cheek and started caressing my hair.
"However, such smooth, long, blonde hair is likely to attract attention."
She then collected my hair in a pony tail with her left hand.
"Don't worry. I don't wanna cut it." She then pulled my hair back and forced my face up.
"After all, I want your hair long for when I ride you with my big strapon", she said with a wicked smile, "and I like blonde hair, so I'm not gonna dye it either."
"But I should definitely give you a more conservative and less attention-attracting hairstyle in public. Mmm, I think a tight top knot bun would be a good solution. Let's try it."
She made me sit on the bed and then proceeded to tie my hair in a bun. After a few minutes, she stepped bad and looked at me with a satisfied smile.
"Yes, I think that should do it. Now, let me just remove all your make up and lipstick as well."
She then led me to the bathroom and cleaned my face. She then led me back to the bedroom and made me stand in front of the mirror.
"Well, what do you think?"
I stared in the mirror. I had never worn a bun since I was 6 years old and my face was now rather pale without make-up and lipstick. I did look a bit like an austere school teacher in fact. Combined with the casual man's clothes Maricar had given me, I had a distinct butch look now. I could barely recognize myself.
"I...I look so different..."
"Yes. Because you are a different person now, Daphne. You are no longer a blonde bimbo trying to please men. You are my forever girlfriend. And I want everyone to know that."
"Now put your shoes on and let's go. We have many things to buy!"
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We first hit a shoe store, where Maricar bought me two pairs of lace up boots, as well as two pairs of sexy high heel shoes.
She then led me to a clothes shop. She bought several shirts, hoodies and trousers at first. Then she grabbed several sexy dresses and lingerie and took me to a changing booth. Once inside she undid my bun and then told me to try the clothes in front of her. She particularly seemed to like a rather revealing underwear set consisting of a white bra with red heart-shaped cups and white panties with a heart on the crotch. When I tried it on, I could not help feeling rather self-conscious at looking like a cheap stripper. Maricar seemed to notice that and asked me to turn around and bend over, then walk as if on a catwalk and finally asked me to strike some sexy poses. As I did so, she took some pictures with her phone, commenting that I made her really horny.
She finally picked the items she liked the most, redid my bun and once I was dressed in her clothes again, took me to the checkout to pay for the clothes. We left the store and on the way home we stopped at a cafe and sat in front of each other at a table. A waitress came to attend to us.
"Hello. Have you already decided what you'd like to order?"
Maricar placed her right hand on my left hand and gently squeezed it before saying, "Yes. We would like two large coffees and a slice of chocolate cake please."
