Chapter 3
Matt Becomes Marty
With the next swinger's party set, Tracy and Katrina had to convince Matt to dress as a beautiful lady. It was far easier than they thought it would be.
They arranged a Saturday lunch date at Tracy's house. They dressed in tight shorts and tiny halter tops that barley covered their beautiful breasts. They intended to get Matt fully aroused.
"If this goes as planned you will get to see one my patented blow jobs." Tracy told Katrina.
"Ohoooooooo goooooood." Katrina resumed feeling her thong dampen.
Matt arrived in shorts and a USC jersey. He kissed them both on the mouth. "Wow, don't you too look hot!"
"Thank you." They acknowledged together.
"Beer OK? Tracy asked.
"Sure." Matt replied.
"Great." Katrina said.
"Now getting down to the reason your mom and I wanted to see you," Tracy began. "Katrina, you start."
"My dear son, have you ever had the urges to wear any of my clothing?"
"Guilty Mom. I sometimes wear your panties. I love sniffing your dirty panties when I masturbate. Sorry mom."
"There is nothing to be sorry for. Tracy and I do the same thing. We always swap panties at the end of our sex dates."
"Some of the dirty panties you sniff may belong to me." Tracy said.
"Did you ever want to dress like us?" Katrina asked her son.
'Mom, if I could look as good as you I'd dress like you every day." Matt answered honestly. "Why do you ask?" You two have cooked up something. Right? What?"
Tracy outlined the plans they made at Loving Angels,
Matt was all for he idea. He would finally get to suck his dream cock.
Over the next month Matt was transformed to Marty. He leaned to walk and talk like a lady. He mastered 4" high heels. He laughed like woman. The ladies bought him the latest in silicone glue on breasts and supporting bras He was surprises how real they looked. They purchased gaff panties.
He became a beautiful sexy woman and chose the name Marty.
They new the best place to go out as a transvestites is Loving Angels. If she passed there she could pass anywhere. She was to be a lesbian slut. If the opportunity came she could eat pussy, but had to refuse lesbian offers to eat her claming it was her time of the month.
They found a table with four chairs and ordered three rum and cokes. Matt sat between his mom and Tracy. "Nice to see you again ladies," the waitress greeted them. "Who's your new friend. You are so beautiful. And sexy! You look like Katrina. I bet you are her sister."