Just a little piece of fluff I thought of as I watched a kid pull off his wetsuit
Evan Sky had not been to busy to get his haircut for about four months. So today he had started out with a morning of surfing before heading to the barber. He peeled off the green XSPAN Wetsuit Jacket and pulled on a dark green tank over his green speedo. It only stung a little as it pulled off the little hair that had sprouted since he last wore it. Made the short drive to the strip mall where his favorite barber at 'Great Sports' used to be. He had just been paid for delivery of new software package. So Evan was planning on getting the works done, looking forward to having his hair off his collar again. Evan did not notice that the 'Great Sports' had moved, In it's place was Gray's Spa.
Evan walked in and signed in like usual, 'SKY,E The Works'. “Skye, My name's Mysty, and I will be your guide.” Evan just looked up into her deep blue eyes.
Mysty Towered over him {Great another Blonde Amazon in heels.} she seemed to be almost a foot taller than his five feet five inches. Did not see his regular barber and was feeling the effects of to many sleepless nights, so he followed her in.
She led Evan to a chair in the back, sat him in front of the sink. “So what are you looking for today?” with a big smile and bent closer showing a lot of cleavage.
Evan had seen his copper hair in the tight ringlets that always happened when it air dried by itself, it was down past his shoulders. He was a bit disgusted as it made him look so feminine “Well usually use a number two guide and a scissor cut on top.” He offered, Evan was about to say how much he was looking forward to the message.
“You really don't want to cut all you wonderful hair off Do you Miss Skye? Mysty asked. “Such beautiful color and such a nice curl too.”
Evan was tired of being called Miss, and was embarrassed by his hair, Sarcastically said, “You have me figured out, I want thirty six inch extensions and a more bright copper highlights, the Works like I signed up for Mysty. After all I have to look my best for a formal occasion tonight. Oh I left my clothes in my jeep. Can someone get them?” Then Evan leaned back in the chair to get his hair washed. Of course he was a tad upset and when he is upset his vocal range slides higher.
Mysty was so happy, “Well we will provide you with designer Formal wear. From the Skin out including accessories.” She pushed Evan back in the chair lowering his head to the sink. Between the scalp message, shampoo, and facial massage Evan was soon in dreamland.
Mysty and her staff, went to work on Miss Skye, doing a massage on her extremities as Mysty washed her hair again then conditioned finally wrapping her hair in a towel as the avocado mask was applied. The sat Miss Skye up slowly, and walked her slowly to Mysty's styling station. After setting Miss Skye in the chair she motioned the others to the side, “I do not see a hair on her body, and she must feel a little embarrassed about her lack of breasts. Get out what ever we have that will fit on a twenty eight inch chest. Miss Skye is thin but we might be able to get her waist down to 22 with out too much trouble that will make her hips seem a bit more generous. So Get too it girls and Krys I want her pedicure to be really nice, Miss Skye has a few scrapes that need special treatment. Almost like she was shackled somewhere, so lets make her feel really good about herself.”
Mysty went back to Miss Skye and started weaving the extensions in, they were longer than Miss Skye had asked for but they matched her color and curl. “Krys when you Do her fingernails give her some glamorous claws poor thing has been mistreated, looks like several were broken off. They had been just not from how Mysty thought. It had been a rather nasty wipe-out, Evan had grabbed for his board only jabbed his fingers into it and torn off his nails to the quick on his left hand.
Sandi came from the back room, “We have large breast forms extra large that might fit. The others that we have are XX and XXX but they would look ridiculous on Miss Skye. I called our supplier and they said they'd try to get a pair small or medium over too us soon.”
“Skye sweetie, are the large okay with you.” Asked Mysty as she gently shook Evan.
Evan was feeling so nice the pedicure and Manicure just a continuation of the message he had gotten, ”Sure large, mmmm extra large whatever... “ and he drifted back to dreamland.
Mysty thought well she sounded as if she liked the idea of extra large, “Sounded like Miss Skye wants the extra large lets go with them. Do we have a nice gown in green or do we need to contact Jenny Woo? Think the Hudson style would look best on her."
An hour later.....
“Thank you Jenny, knew we could count on you the Jimmy Choo slingbacks are to die for, and the Rebel Cross Clutch is perfect.” Miss Skye had been out of it through most of the makeover, the extra large breast forms just barely fit on her chest.
The Biggest surprise had been when Mysty took Miss Skye's speedo off. I had know Idea that Miss Skye was hiding an eight inch tool. But with the gaff and thong that kept it under control, Okay time to wake sleeping Beauty up. Gently she shook Miss Skye, “Miss Skye time to wake up and see the Beautiful new you.”
Evan opened his eyes, he saw a stunning redhead sitting in front of him with Mysty standing over her shoulder, “Oh Hi Mysty, who's your friend....” He stopped speaking when he noticed her lips moved as he was speaking he looked down. The cleavage he saw was too much, “What did you doooo?”
“I am so sorry miss Skye, we had already applied the Hair extensions, Breast forms, fingernails and makeup. Then in the back I was exchanging your swimsuit for underwear to go under your dress, when I found out that you were male. I had hoped that once you saw how beautiful you were that you might consider taking me as your plus one tonight, then I would undo all of this as soon as you wish. There is no charge for any services provided and we will undo this at the time that you request it.”
“MISS Skye, I guess I actually am at the moment. It's so infuriating yet hilarious. You would go out with me dressed like this? Too funny takes me dressed as a woman to get a date.”
“Well I would go out with Miss Skye no matter how she or he is dressed, as long as you are well dressed.” Answered Mysty.
Evan took another look at the woman in the mirror, Beautiful jade necklace and earrings, long copper hair in tight ringlets disappearing past her bare shoulders. Face made up for a formal night out, tops of a large set of breasts wrapped in a jade green lace dress. Evan slid forward and stood up. The dress stopped at mid thigh, green tinted stockings on her legs. Evan wobbled a little as he stood in the twelve centimeter heels, also in Jade. “Um wow, I uh....”
Mysty leaned down and Kissed Evan. They swooned into each other, their arms wrapped tightly around the other not wanting to stop.
Sarcasm: Becomes A Bride
Another Miss-appropriately Titled Solo Adventure
This is the Finale, as The sequels fall into the trap of not being as good as the original. They have been fun though
Mysty was so depressed, she had not seen Evan, her Miss Skye for over a month. At least she had a few emails from her, though they had not been much in them just that Evan would be back soon. The last one bothered her the most,
-Sorry for the Delay my 'Myster' Cloud, complications arose. Um please make fittig
appointmet as things have chaged more than expected. Love Eva Sky-
Guess his 'N' key is still not working all the time, Evan must have been in a hurry not to notice. My Eva Sky loves me, just wish I had not been so sick these last three days. The last line bothered her, does that mean no more Miss Skye. Mysty wondered had she pushed Evan to fast with the new wardrobe, and the very sexy wedding gown.
They had so much fun shopping for a new wardrobe for Lang Electronics rising star IT Security Officer Miss Skye. Designer Suits with mid thigh skirts, silk blouses that were always open enough to show plenty of Miss Skye's ample cleavage. Evan had complained, “My butt is so flat I look like a stick, and I wish I could feel something, other than the pull of the forms, when you caress an hug me.”
Mysty wondered, “So Evan, are you tired of Being Miss Skye, for I love you no matter how you're dressed.” Of course the few hours Evan had been without the breast forms they had spent in bed. So how could she not love him while riding Evan's magnificence.
Evan had sighed, “I love being your Miss Skye, more than being plain Evan. Just that I see how sensitive your breasts are, how much you love the way we touch, and you play so much with mine and enjoy them it seems. But I feel none of it except those few times with out the forms and I love that so much.
Mysty was not sure what to say, the last time she had brought up the idea of implants Evan had looked so frightened. “Our friend Gina is a very good plastic surgeon, You know she would take good care of you Sweetie.” She saw him flinch 'maybe its not the idea of implants but the surgery,' Mysty considered.
Evan felt Mysty's arms pull her into the comforting hug she loved so very much. “My love it scares me so to think of it, I want them yet... ”
Her Miss Skye was weeping, “Hush, Mysty has you dear one shh.” Mysty sat pulling her Miss Skye onto her lap rocking and soothing her dear 'girl'.
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Then a week later Evan had left on this current trip. He had been cryptic, and had only packed one bag. Mysty had kissed her Miss Skye and wept as she watched her drive off. Mysty had been crying so much lately, at least the nausea had been confined to early mornings. Mysty saw the glint on her left hand, the gorgeous engagement ring, half of the pair her beloved Miss Skye had commissioned. Mysty looked longingly at it, the Dark Green Emerald surrounded by the red rubies signifying her beloveds eye and hair color.
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Just a month after their first date, Miss Skye had pulled a box out of her purse. Placing it on he lap, she had opened the ring box showing the two wedding sets side by side. The other a startling Blue Sapphire surrounded by diamonds and topaz. Mysty remembered her the look on her face that she saw in the mirror that was just across from where she had sat. Eyes so wide and mouth open, “Are you proposing Sweetie?”
My Miss Skye had looked so uncomfortable, Her green eyes fluttered as my love suddenly looked nervous, “Um, I was desiring that, you might....&; I had known right away what My Miss Skye was looking for.”
I took the Blue Sapphire set out, slid to my knees in front of her I held out the engagement ring, “Dear Miss Skye will you Marry Me?”
Miss Skye had squealed loudly, “Oh yes , YES YES.” as I slid the ring onto her finger and she hugged me so tight. Then Miss Skye had sat back in her chair weeping in joy. She had carefully extended the other ring to me, “Would my Myster Cloud accept this as your engagement ring.”
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Evan had been so very cute, and dressed so Girly every moment after their official engagement. Mysty was not sure what had gone wrong as she wept from the loss, having been without Miss Skye for nearly six weeks. Mysty was startled from her misery by the phone it was the salon, “Hello” she answered, not sure she really wanted to know why they had called her back after she had called in sick.
Hearing the voice of Ms. Gray she realized it must be very important, “Mysty, I really need to have you come in, a VIP called and said she must have you to take care of her needs. She said she could not trust anyone else to do her hair.”
Mysty knew she had to be there and she was feeling better, even though her breasts seemed tender and uncomfortable, “I shall be there soon as I can Ms. Grey.” Mysty hung up and went to find something appropriate to wear. By chance she pulled out the same outfit she had been wearing two months prior when she first met 'Miss Sky'. She hadn't worn it since, but knew it would be best to wear it today for this VIP.
Mysty arrived at the salon, and hurried across the parking lot. Looking up She saw a Beautiful parasol with a Red Dragon entwined with white wispy clouds. Mysty almost wept as she remembered their first night in bed.
Evan had looked up and saw their reflection and remarked, “Red hair guy in drag on a cloud.”
She had teased Evan later calling him “My Red Dragon”
As Mysty scanned down, she saw a satin corset no gap remaining, making her waist impossibly small, then flaring out to generous hips with a bottom that nearly made her drool, encased in a tiny silk skirt almost indecently short, well defined legs flowing down to those sky high heels. Mysty was amazed she had never seen anyone able to walk in fetish ballet pumps. They might stand in them for a few minutes at the most.
A horn blast made her jump as she realized where she was. She quickly hurried into the salon, saddened that she had lost sight of such a fascinating creature. Thinking, 'No harm in looking, just no touchy.' But that thought made her depressed again, as she sadly thought, "Oh How I wish my Miss Skye was here
Mysty entered the salon she heard, “Good timing Mysty our VIP just arrived. Mysty this is Miss...
“SKYE!! OH MY GOD YOUR BACK.” Sandi had not really looked up, till she read the name the guest had signed in with.
Mysty covered the space between them in a flash, taking Miss Skye into her arms, “It's so good to see you, I've missed you so much my darling.” Squeezing her tight against her.
Eva moaned, “Gently Darling. “ Miss Skye tried to loosen Mysty's grip on her, as she was still heavily bruised. “Please Darling gently. I'm still mostly a walking bruise.”
Mysty put her Miss Skye down and stepped back a little, “WHO hurt...,” she said a look of concern on her face that turned to wonder as she breathed out, “OH MY your face is gorgeous,” Then Mysty realized something felt different when they embraced, 'My god Evan, your breasts feel so real.” Not being able to hold herself back she softly poked them, "Ah, when? No, How?...”
Miss Skye smiled, “Call me Eva, Miss Skye, or the future Mrs Cloud. Well I went to a clinic that specialized in body makeovers, that Gina suggested.”
Mysty looked terrified, “Not the whole body?”
Eva smiled, “Not in this lifetime, I tried to just get the same size breasts as the forms we were using. “
"Did you have any trouble?" Mysty asked still looking worried.
“Just a rude employee that asked me why an IT Security Officer wanted all the modifications I was asking for. I wondered why they were asking, I had the money, so I said, “Okay, I'm a She-male stripper/hooker and I am trying to go big time." Luckily this time, they saw it for the sarcasm it was." Mysty smiled. “guess I was not as tired as when I visited you Mysty.”
“"This is what I requested for us, my beloved Myster Cloud," Eva said moving in close. "A heart shaped face and ass," tonguing her ear, "a tongue extension with piercing, " softly blowing in her ear while pressing up and rubbing as well as she could with the bruises, "and size 34E breasts. I thought about going with smaller implant, but after wearing the forms for so long I felt it was what we would love the most. One set ribs removed to get down to a 22 inch waist, hip and butt implants for shape to 34 inches, my tendons were shortened, and the bones in my foot laced with titanium to make it possible to walk in Ballet fetish heels. The only problem with that is I always have to have a pair of, boots, pumps or slides to wear. Now my beloved Mysty can wear heels and not tower quite so tall over her Miss Skye." Eva teasingly added. "They asked if I wanted something thicker and a inch or two longer, but I had a feeling you love it just the way it is.”
Mysty smiled, “I should be mad at you, but you're my outrageously flamboyant Miss Skye.” Looking at her new and improved Eva with a professional eye, she began listing off what was needed, “So first we get your Hair, nails and Make up fixed. A new gown, Dinner at Chateau Briand and then a gentle session in bed for you and I. Sandi call Nancy Woo, tell her we need a pair of gowns for tonight, and a fitting appointment for Eva. You Missy are coming with me.” Mysty took Eva in her arms gently kissing her passionately. Then carrying her Miss Sky to her station. Mysty caressed and stroked Eva, her joy of being next to her beloved.
As Mysty and Eva, came out of the back dressed in their gowns, they saw a pair of women at the reception desk. As they got to the desk the women turned to them. The slim brunet who wore a cheap but professional looking knee length skirt suit flipped her Coat over flashing a badge, “Good evening ladies, we're Detectives Samantha Weston and Charlene Finley. We have some questions about Evan Sky, seems he has gone missing, and we were told that Mystery Cloud may be responsible for his disappearance.” /Why did I agree to this Finley's Aunt had us taking care of a noise complaint last week. It would not be so bade but Charlene seems to be more like her aunt each week. I really hope I can get her to see a therapist Charlene seems to be reacting poorly to having been shot two weeks ago.'
The women giggled, Eva said “Oh I am just as responsible for 'HIS' disappearance. Mysty was a big help though and I love her for it.” Eva pulled Mysty down to a kiss.
Th blonde haired Detective Finley grabbed Eva's wrist and cuffed her quickly, “You have the right to remain...”
Mysty spun Detective Finley around, “What the hell do you think you're doing to my Fiance?” She turned to see that Detective Weston had pulled her weapon, she backed away putting her hands over her head. “Look you're over reacting, Evan is right here.”
Then Detective Finley punched Mysty in the gut, cuffed her and forced her down on the floor, “Stay there BITCH.” She heard someone coming down the stairs, and pushed Miss Skye to the floor and drew her weapon.
Ms Grey came down from her office, stopped dead in her tracks. She saw both weapons were trained on her, “Um could you please explain why you have my Best Stylist and one of my Best customers cuffed and Lying on the floor?”
Detective Finley responded, “We're arresting them for the Murder of Evan Skye. The redhead so much as confessed to it with the help of Mystery Cloud.”
Ms Grey erupted in laughter, “Oh that is so very comical.”
Detective Weston remarked, “This gone to far Charlene, I think your overreacting to your aunts conceerns again. Lets Step back and talk to them. I am really sorry about this.” Detective weston holstered heer weapon. Ms Grey had advanced to the Reception desk.
Ms. Grey's face went from mirthful to furious in a blink, “You two are the ones in trouble, Arresting Evan Sky for his own murder, attacking two young women in front of cameras.” Ms Grey pointed out the two CCTV cameras and turned the monitor on the desk to show them the feed. “Now I suggest, you release Miss Cloud and her Fiance Miss Eva Skye, as she is now known as per the paper work in her purse. Then you need to Apologize to them. It seems Detective Weston has the right idea. After we can go upstairs, have some tea and you can get your questions answered if you're very nice.”
An hour later in new gowns, makeup and nails repaired Mysty and Eva left for their dinner date. It was a glorious evening as the two lovers got reacquainted. The sensitivity of Eva's breasts and hips had been enhanced, her orgasms coursed through her body so easily.
Two months later Eva and Mysty were married. Eva in sea Myst green off the shoulder gown the skirt coming to her mid-thigh in front the back a long flowing train, with matching corset, stockings and shoes. Mysty was dressed almost identically, her dress in a sky blue, no corset as she was five months pregnant and only four inch heels. Mysty gave Eva a picture from the ultrasound of their children as her gift to her 'wife'. Eva's gift was keys to their new house. Which they filled with Love.
Evan Sky, lay cuddled in Mysty's arms covered by the satin sheets on Mysty's very comfortable bed. She had been very nervous when She was announced last night upon her arrival, “Miss Eva Skye and her escort Mister Cloud” Her Name and Mysty's, both had new age parents Evan Clear Sky, and Mystery Silver Cloud. Hmm, so easy to think in the feminine pronoun. It was wonderful to be treated so nice.
She knew for certain they were in love at least she , um he was sure of it. Evan had been so nervous as they entered, sure that someone would point out he was a guy in a dress. But Mysty never treated her, um him other than as a beautiful woman. Mysty had danced with Evan all night long. There were so many men that came up to try and dance with Evan or Mysty. Each time Evan would feel skittish and cling tighter to Mysty. Most the time they came in pairs, “Good evening ladies, Let's enjoy a few dances with one another.”
Mostly they were that courteous, Mysty just deflected them saying “Sorry But Miss Skye promised me all her dances to night fella's maybe next time.” Evan had just blushed and pressed her, ah himself closer to Mysty.
Mysty only gave me up once to Mister Lang the Founder of Lang Electronics that she, why was it so hard to keep this right he, Evan had done the installation. It was so different being led about the dance floor all night. Mysty had led her all night long and now Mr. Lang was pressed up against Evan doing the same thing. Evan was flustered by the feelings that being the girl was nice. The dance with Mister Lang was interesting, he had offered Miss Skye a permanent position as IT Security. Though the way it was offered Evan felt it also might require another position that Miss Skye would rather not be filled in.
Before Miss Skye had a chance to answer, Mrs. Lang appeared, “I think my husband has had more fun with Miss Skye than he should have. Sorry Miss Skye I should have rescued you sooner, My Husband thinks he is Gods gift , and forgets he is married.”
Evan had blushed, “um it was okay, he was not too bad.” Though Evan had been very uncomfortable feeling Mr. Lang's hard member pressed against her stomach. Though Mr. Lang's hands on his, her? tush were a little disconcerting as well. The memory of Mysty doing the same just made her want to dance more with Mysty
Mrs. Lang looked at her husband, “Well at least you showed better taste in a possible Mistress for once. If you offered her a job, you had better keep that promise and no hanky panky. Miss Skye is attached or did you not notice her Escort.” About that time Mysty had arrived with four flutes of champagne. Mysty was quite the amazon, taller than Mr. Lang by at least three inches, though the thirteen centimeter heels were the difference.
Mysty handed out one to each, kissing Miss Skye lightly on the lips.“ Well here is too the new IT Security Officer of Lang Electronics.” Turns out Mysty and Mrs Lang had been dancing together near by and heard the offer. Mysty whispered into Evan's ear, “You did well my sweet girl, he has no Idea that you have so much more to offer.” she had giggles and kissed Evan hard.
Evan had blushed even more, Mrs Lang asked, “So will you be Marrying our Dear Miss Skye soon Mysty?” Evan had sputtered, Mysty never missed a beat.
Mysty took Evans hand, “Just as soon as we can find her the right Wedding Gown.” Mysty had kissed Miss Skye so well she just nodded in agreement. WEDDING GOWN for me she thought, hmm sounds dreamy as long as its for Mysty. Evan clung to Mysty her mind reeling.
Miss Skye enjoyed every moment. So much that Mysty had to clean her up three times. Miss Skye had never had so many, she blushed at the thought, orgasms. They had gone to the Ladies room for the third time that night, just after talking to the Lang's. The had squeezed into a stall together.
Evan remembered the conversations she over heard in the Ladies room.“ They are both so gorgeous, I am glad they are lesbians.” “I know, who would have thought that mousy little Skye would turn out to be such a beauty.” “Well she was always dressed in those coveralls, she must have been wearing a sports bra considering how big she is, they're probably fake.” “She must be quite the slut her stockings are wet.” they all had giggled, till Evan had stepped out of the stall. The gossips had quickly made an exit after having been caught.
Mysty had come out right behind her, “Yes you are quite the slut, and your mine.” Evan remembered thinking I am really Mysty's. Then Mysty's kiss had very nearly caused another squirt. Mysty refreshed their makeup and they had gone back out and danced and kissed the night away. Evan felt know doubt that she belonged to Mysty from that point on.
Miss Skye shuddered again, Mysty roused, “Oh my darling little girl giving me more of her sweet cream.” Mysty hugged her tighter and slid back to sleep. Somehow Miss Skye had not slipped from out of Mysty during the night, not that she wanted too it felt so very nice. Evan was happier than ever, even with the long hair, breast forms, waist nipper and stockings still on. It all felt so very delicious, what did it mean, not that important to worry about. The satin sheets, the silky feel of Mysty, the sweet mixture of the scent Mysty chose for them.
Evan and Mysty ha danced for a little bit more but the Men had started to get crude. “How about letting a man give this slut a spin around the floor sure she'd like it better” Evan had slapped a couple of guys before they decided to make their way out. At the edge of the dance floor Mysty had kissed Miss Skye almost causing smoke to come from her/his ears.
They had left the party just after that. The limo ride to Mysty's apartment was one long kiss it seemed Miss Sky was in the Clouds. She did not even remember the walk up to the apartment. Well Evan did notice Mysty had carried her over the threshold, and gently laid Miss Skye on the bed. Evan vaguely remembered Mysty taking off the dress and shoes. Even the relief Evan felt as the gaff was removed. Miss Skye really remembered Mysty straddling her and making love in missionary position. That's how Miss Skye felt, I love Mysty and I want to wear a gown for our wedding.
Mysty woke to find her and Evan still entwined, she kissed her Miss Skye awake. “Want some breakfast dear one.” She slid out of bed grabbing a red silk robe, pulling it on. She laid a green one on the bed for Evan. Evan followed her out but not before stopping at the mirror and putting on lipstick and straightening her hair. Evan put the gaff back on as well. Evan did not think he had taken that long, but Mysty had already plated Omelets for them both with juice and toast. “Mysty you're amazing, it would have taken me another twenty minutes to put this together.”
Mysty held Evan's chair as she sat. “Just thirty all total, but you took the time to look nice for me, you will get quicker with practice my Miss Skye.” Mysty had kissed her on the cheek, and then sat across from her.
Evan wondered do I want to practice, “Um Just wanted to look nice for you Mysty as you have been do very nice to me. Um I am not sure......” Evan stopped or was she sure, there once again She not he. Miss Skye wept, “I just don't understand Mysty.”
Mysty was there picked Evan up and took her to the couch. Mysty sat down and pulled her Miss Skye onto her lap. “Shh, easy my sweet girl. Whatever you want you can keep dressing or stop now stop at anytime, you're mine no matter what you choose.” Mysty kissed Evan tenderly. “Now Evan, are we going shopping for Evan or Miss Skye, you can take your time to decide go take a shower. There's solvent to get the breast forms off in the red bottle on the sink. If you choose to keep them make sure to use the Tea Tree shampoo and Conditioner twice before getting out of the Shower. I'll be there when you get out to sort your Hair out. Now scoot my darling and if you need help just give me a yell.” Mysty swatted Evan's but as he scooted to the bathroom.
Evan saw the red bottle, she looked in the Mirror. There was a beautiful woman looking back, with quite the rack. Evan picked up the solvent and read the directions.
As Evan stepped out of the shower Mysty was there with a stack of towels, “Oh My Miss Skye, are you sure this is your choice? I have to hear you say it beloved.”
Evan smiled as Mysty had started patting her dry, “Yes Mysty I choose to be Your Miss Skye. I don't understand why but it feels right for me at the moment.” An hour later they were on the way to Jenny Woo's. Miss Skye had tried on so many different outfits. They had picked out a Suit and a sundress, which Miss Skye wore to Lunch.
After lunch Mysty took Miss Skye to Wicked Chamber, where they bought panties, balconet bras, under the bust corsets, and scads of fun lingerie. But Miss Skye's favorite item was a Naughty School Girl outfit. After playing in the Wicked Chamber all the afternoon, Miss Skye suggested Her favorite restaurant for Dinner.
Miss Skye had fun all day long till they walked into the restaurant and realized they might recognize Evan in a dress. Miss Skye went from leading Mysty in to trying to pull her back out the door. Mysty knew right away, pulling Miss Skye into a hug, kissing Evan lightly on the lips, “Miss Skye you will be fine they will not be thinking you Evan in a dress, but how to get into that sexy woman's panties.”
Evan Smiled, and let Mysty steer her back inside, but panicked a little when he realized they wanted in her panties. They were seated and it was all smiles. A bottle of wine was sent to them by a group of guys, which they declined. They caught a Community Theater production of HMS Pinafore, had drinks afterward.
Back at Mysty's they were sitting on the couch. Miss Skye thought about how a little sarcasm had gone a long way. She kissed Mysty, “Darling do you really want me as your wife?”