On Saturday morning i was woken at 7 and put on the clothes laid out for me. Pink satin panties with white lace and a bow, a pink t shirt with a red heart on the front and a pair of tight leggings. i had a pair of slipper/ballet shoes on my feet. After breakfast (two crispbreads) Mistress ordered me into the car (i now sit in the back seat and have to let her strap me in) and we drove to Brenda's house.

We were let in by Susan, dressed in a pink satin maid's dress. Every time i meet her i can't get over the way her dresses show off her little titties and the shortness of her skirt, her long and quite shapely legs looking so exciting with black nylon so tight and smooth against her skin. Mistress and Brenda pecked at each other's cheeks. "Aren't you going to give your cousin Susan a kiss?" Mistress barked at me. i was so embarrassed and went to peck at Susan's cheek, but she moved her head and kissed me full on the lips. It felt strange being kissed by a man in a dress, but not too bad.

i was ordered to strip down to my panties. Brenda and Susan inspected my hairless body.

"Very nice nails", Brenda said.

"Lovely" Susan replied. "Suits her, Mistress. And she loves it, look at her pantirs"

i was hard, standing there wearing such feminine panties, being inspected up and down by two women and a man in a sexy maid's uniform.

Mistress handed Susan a plastic bag. "What do you think she needs?"

Susan took out a pink bra, matching my panties, pink with a white lace pattern on the cups. She giggled as she came over to me, draping the bra over my body. i gasped at the feeling of the thing against my nude skin.

"Please.." i whimpered.

"Put your arms out"

"No, please..Susan"

I felt the crop across the top of my legs.

"Come on, Lucy. You know it has to happen. You want it".

Shamefacedly i raised my arms and Susan threaded them through the straps, pulled the garment tight around my chest and fastened me in. i looked down at my bra'd chest. It looked very different, womanly. The feeling of the tight restraining straps made me conscious of what i am, a bra wearing sissy.

Brenda and Susan had people round that afternoon, so Mistress and i went shopping in Marks and Spencer for panties, bras and a grey woman's trouser suit. We also bought a sexy shortie nightdress in pink, which i wore on Saturday night.

We went round to Brenda's again on Sunday. i'll write another entry about that as i have to go to work now. i am wearing panties and stockings under the trousers of the women's suit and a soft bra under a blue women's shirt and the suit jacket. All the clothes do up the opposite way from my normal suits. i look funny, and the feeling of the bra and stockings make me constantly aware of the changes i am going through. The trousers dont have pockets, so i won't have my wallet at work.