A mix up with the mail

Gay LGBTQ+ Transgender

This story contains themes or mentions of mental health issues.

Written in response to: "A package arrives at your character’s house, but they didn’t order anything. Write about what happens next." as part of Spree Season.

It was the first Monday after the Thanksgiving day holiday, I finished removing the last of my nail polish from my fingers & continued getting dressed for work. I hated having to go back to work after getting to spend the past four days as my true self, Joanne, I find it getting harder & harder to go back to dressing as a male after spending days as my fem self, but I have been getting bolder with what I wear to work, panties, bra & pantyhose under my women's slacks, no socks, a female blouse, perfume, mascara & a pair of women's flats. The girl's in the office have noticed & commented on my waxed eyebrows & my choice of color in hosiery, the men ignore me.

When I arrived home on Thursday, there was a package at my door, I didn't remember ordering anything & it was addressed to me, Joanne Watters, so I took it inside & opened it. Inside the box was a complete woman's outfit, a black, one piece, jump suit, a pair of black, three inch heeled, sandals & an assortment of jewelry, a necklace, bangle bracelets, a watch, ankle bracelet & a pair of black, dangle earrings. At the very bottom of the box was a note, it read, "I look forward to seeing you out at the bar in your new outfit, hope you like it" signed a friend, I couldn't for the life of me think of who would have sent me this, the only people who know about my other side are just a few of the women at work who are just now putting the pieces together, maybe one of my neighbors have seen me dressed, I just didn't know.

The following Thursday I received a letter addressed to Joanne, it gave me directions to a beauty salon, where an appointment was made for me & paid for, for Saturday at 10:00 a.m., it instructed me to show up & the workers knew what to do. Later that night, I was to go to the bar in the instructions, wearing my new outfit, it said that I would meet my mysterious benefactor there at 9:30 p.m..

I thought about going or not going the whole day at work, I made my decision as I slipped into bed, wearing a new nightgown I had recently purchased & that decision was, yes, I was going to go. I showed up at the salon & they gave me the works, a pedicure, manicure with acrylic nails, they put extensions into my hair then colored it blond, my eyebrows were waxed into pencil thin lines with a high, feminine arch in them & they double pierced my ears. I had to leave the salon wearing male clothes. Around 7:00 p.m. I got dressed, I left my place at 8:30 p.m., I found the bar & went inside, I didn't see anyone I knew so I took a seat at the bar. At 9:45 p.m. the bartender asked me if my name was Joanne, I said it was & he directed me to the banquet room at the back of the bar, I pulled open the door & I almost fainted, the room was filled with all of the women I work with, my entire family & my friends & some old girl friends, my sister came over & told me, welcome to my coming out party.

I was surprised to find out that my mother knew all about my wanting to be a girl, as did my sister's & cousins, the girl's from work were slowly talking me into showing up at work on Monday, dressed as Joanne. All in all, I was having a great time, there was one guy, whom I didn't now, who kept me on the dance floor, towards the end of the night I was feeling quite a bit tipsy & I was feeling comfortable in Jack's arms, Jack was by my side the entire night, he would hold my hand as we walked to the dance floor & on the way from the dance floor, he sat next to me all evening, to anyone looking, they would think we were a couple. Jack took me out on the dance floor for a slow song, I put my arms around Jack's neck as he encircled my waist with his, Jack began telling me what a good time he has been having & how lucky he felt, being able to dance with the prettiest woman at the party, I smiled at Jack & thanked him for the compliment & gave him a kiss on his cheek, in an instant Jack's lips were on mine, I started to pull away but then I thought about how nice Jack has been to me all night & I allowed him to kiss me, I even started kissing him back, then I felt his tongue trying to enter my mouth, instead of saying no, I opened my mouth & sucked on his tongue. I was getting turned on, so I lowered my hand & began rubbing Jack's crotch, it was not until I heard my sister yelling at us to get a room, that I realized that the music had stopped & we were the only people on the dance floor. I asked Jack if he wanted to go out to his car, he said yes, we went out to his car where I gave him my very first blow job. I loved the taste of his cock in my mouth & I couldn't wait to feel his cum hitting the back of my throat, I got my wish soon after, Jack filled my mouth to over flowing, I didn't believe how much I loved the taste of his cum, I swallowed every drop of his cum & I still wanted more. I finally felt like the woman I have longed to be & I didn't care who knew about it, we got out of the car & Jack put his arm around me & we walked back into the party like that. The whole rest of the night I openly kissed Jack & held his hand, I was now the woman I have always wanted to be & I was never leaving, John was dead, long live Joanne.

Posted Nov 27, 2021
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Lonnie Larson
20:42 Nov 27, 2021

Very nice story. I was turned on and thrilled by every word.
It flowed well and left little to the imagination as what was about to happen next. I guess because I have written many stories with similar plot lines. I enjoy writing and reading about male to female transformation.
Keep up the good writing. I look forward to reading more of your work.

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Joanne Watters
13:51 Dec 12, 2024

Thank you so much, I don't know much about writing, I learn as I go but I do like writing stories about cross dressing since I have been one my entire life. Some of my stories are based on my actual experiences & some are based on what I wish would have happened in my life when I was younger.

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