Another BigCloset TopShelf poem.

As he zipped up the corset and adjusted his stockings
He looked in the mirror
Was he truly the princess upon whom he gazed
Or a boy trying to be what he was not

As he applied the makeup
His looks began to change
No longer did he have a boyish face
But that of young girl revealing herself
Was this an image of reality
Or just a wish for it to be

As he fixed and styled his long fine hair
Combing out his wispy bangs
No longer looking like a girl but a beautiful women
Without so much as a doubt

To put the final touch on the masterpiece
She slips on a long slinky dress
With shoes to match and jewelry too
Can we doubt she is a woman true
And quite a turn on too.