Lipstick, A Palce For Women And T-Girls

by Michelle rose

   

Like the commercial says, "what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas" and I came here to do those things which, need to stay in Vegas! As the crowd and I moved down the avenue, I glanced at the billets thrust into my hand. Most were for cheap whore houses, prostitution being legal in Nevada. Those I discarded, but one caught my attention, "Lipstick, a club for women and T-girls" and I was immediately intrigued. I folded the paper and slipped it into my pocket and continued back to my hotel, Paris.

Las Vegas, Nevada, just about the only place left where adults can have a little fun! If it gets naughty… so much the better! It has taken for ever, but this week, will be my first public outing! I may have arrived here a guy, but from this afternoon, until I leave, I'm going to be a little bit more feminine! With a need that has been building for years, I'm will leave the safe haven of my room and venture into the world, fully dressed! I have come here to transform myself and allow myself a few days in the sun, in skirts and heels!

My earliest memories told me I was a girl despite the reflection in my mirror. Growing up, I was constantly around the girls on my block. I was the only boy, but playing with girls always seemed natural for me. Some where along the way, I just "became" one of the girls! Being "girly" and wearing dresses was always part of it and thanks to a childhood friend, I was able to do so. We played dress up all the time and I loved it! It wasn't until I was 15 or 16 that I started dressing in moms cloths. She was a size 10-12, and we were just about the same size. This made keeping thin was a must and thank goodness, I never developed the bulky muscles, like most boys do.

As a teen, my parents worked and that left me a lot of time to dress. During those years I grew my hair, much to the chagrin of my parents and established it as my norm. It took until my late teens for everything to fall into pace, then one day, I understood, I was a transsexual. By the time I was 20, my skills had progressed to the point where, I could dress, use the mannerisms of a woman and be accepted as a girl. But, I never had the courage to come out!

It was about 4 years ago; I was 22 and living on my own, when I found a supply of hormones and started taking estrogen. I didn't want the changes to be very obvious when I dressed as a guy, so I started with a low dose. It took some time, but soon enough, things were beginning to happen! As a few years passed, I wanted even more and so, I added a testosterone inhibitor. Within months of this, the effects of my second puberty were becoming very apparent. My skin was becoming softer and smoother. Some of my male hair simply went away and what remained, was much finer. After a few months of electrolysis, even my difficult areas were almost hair free. As time passed, my hips and tushy started to respond; they filled out and my silhouette was well into its journey. The swellings beneath my sensitive nipples became a promise of things to come.

Soon, I found my male cloths a little tight in the hips and butt. I began spending more of my free time dressed. It was at this point, I reduced my estrogen dose, just enough to maintain what I had gained! My manhood was pathetic to begin with and there is even less of it now. It seems to have shrunken to about half its size. It's not so bad, I can still be pleasured, it's just that erections, are a thing of the past. My testicles are also a not reporting for work anymore and with the risk of cancer, I'm thinking of having them removed.

I had a surgery for my "septum" and by "chance" my nose became a little androgynous. They called it a Rhinoplasty. When I'm in guy mode, it doesn't look out of place, but when I'm dressed, do my hair and put on my makeup, it really looks fem! While they were there, I had my jaw line softened and my brows bossed. Like most girls, I do have a thing for diamonds and whether I'm dressed to the nines or just being a guy, I always have at least one pair of studs in my pierced ear lobes.

Last night, after checking into my hotel, I got started and shaved my legs and underarms smooth and bare. I keep my brows trimmed, so they only needed a little maintenance work with my tweezers. I gave myself a pedicure with fire engine red polish; I'll have my fingers done to match. It took forever to learn how to do my nails, but then, I was self taught and that took a lot of experimentation.

This afternoon, I have arranged for a cosmetologist/hairdresser to come to my hotel room and complete my transformation. I hope to have my shoulder length hair, colored a light brown and styled with long wispy bangs. Maybe, some highlights and low lights! I've asked her to apply acrylic nails, but, she claimed jells would be better. Finally, she would teach me how to apply my makeup for that Vegas look!

This morning I'll be shopping, so I dressed in my boring guy stuff, but wore frilly and lacy things underneath! I grabbed a cab and headed to a local mall. I love Macy's and in 15 minutes, I was getting out of the cab and heading inside! I brought most of my "stuff" with me, but I wanted to buy a few new outfits.

Before I left home, I went on line and found a cocktail dress I'd love to wear tonight; I hope I can find something in my size. Also, from the web site, I found a really nice wool coat in black and was very happy to see it from the isle. They had one left in large and I quickly grabbed it. With a little help from the sales clerk, I found a complimentary scarf and gloves.

I brought several pair of shoes and boots with me, but really want to wear my new black suede pumps and brown round toe Mary Jane's. So with my shoes in mind, I went looking for some outfits. As I strolled through Macy's, I took in all the fabulous fall fashions. Fall is my favorite season; I just love the rich colors and textured fabrics for the cool weather.

I made my way to the dress area and was fortunate to find the object of my fantasies. It was made of pure silk georgette and has a high empire waist. The skirt was pleated and came down, in an A frame to just above my knee's. The ruche top and cross front pleating will shape and define my bust. Thin spaghetti straps will be covered by the accompanying shrug. Now, the only questions are, do they have a size 12 and should I choose red or black? I think Red! Black sheer stockings, my black suede clutch and my pumps will complete the look!

In sports wear, I found a short camel hair skirt and an animal print silk blouse. I'll pick up a pair of dark brown tights and have another new outfit. While I was there, I saw an ankle length jean skirt. The flared hem will look great with boots and many of my tops.

It was almost noon when I left the store and headed back to my hotel. The traffic was terrible and once on the strip ground to a halt. I was about a mile or so from the hotel and decided to walk the rest of the way. I paid the driver, took my bags, gave him a $5 tip and jumped out of the cab.

Around 1pm, there was a knock on my door and through the door sight, I saw a petite brunette that matched the description of my hair dresser. I open the door and introduced myself. Katherine came in and we shared a glass of wine as we discussed my desires. At first she was reserved, but as we talked, we both became more comfortable and soon were talking like old girl friends. She seemed to understand about girls like me and I could sense no prejudice for the trans community. Then it was time and I excused myself, so that I could get into my under things.

As a Tgirl, I need a lot of help to look like a woman. The hormones and surgery go a long way to achieve this goal, but still, a proper foundation is necessary. First, a waist nipper with garters will define my hips, waist and keep my tummy flat. A gaf is a must to hide the remnants my birth defect and black silk stockings to cover my legs. Finding the right bra to complement my breast prosthetics was expensive, but worth every penny. I have a silk oriental robe from Soma and slipped into it. While I was dressing, Katherine set up her things and began her work as soon as I was seated by the table.

She addressed my finger nails first, applying the nail tips and then painting them the same color as my toe nails. She wanted as much time for the polish to dry and cautioned me not to smudge them! Next she cut my hair, making it a little shorter, layered and some wispy bangs. After, she took me into the bathroom and began the coloring. This took some time and effort, but the final effect was worth it. After blow drying, I loved the look. The high and low lights looked very natural and fit my face perfectly.

At this point, we were three hours into my transformation and took a short break. When we got back to work she started my make up. She worked slowly explaining how she did everything. Frequently removing what she had just done so that I could practice. It took almost an hour and a half, but when she finished there was a woman staring back at me in the mirror! I felt wonderful, free at last.

As Katherine gathered her stuff I paid her fee, $400! Before she left she asked about my plans for the night. I showed her the billet and

with a devilish smirk, claimed that this was just the place for me. She gave me a hug and said to call her if I needed any help. As she was leaving, she turned and looked me over and with a reassuring smile, said, I was truly ready to be a woman!

By this time, it was almost 6 pm and I called room service. When my soup and salad arrived, I was dressed in my new jean skirt and a red sweater. I had the room lights down and using my soft voice, with practiced feminine speech style and mannerisms, I invited the server in. She opened the table and set out my dinner. I signed the ticket and gave her a $10 tip. As she left, her "thank you, mam" told me I passed!

When at last, I was in my dress, all made up, I looked every bit a woman. More than that, I felt a different person…a HER person! I filled my purse, with everything a girl would need for a night on the town. With some forethought, I took my lipstick, fiery red, some makeup, my ID (as my male self, boo!), credit cards, some cash, my room key and lastly, the billet for Lipstick.

I have always had a thing for jewelry and tonight I wore my emerald drop earrings and diamond studs, in white gold settings. I put my ankle chain over my stockings and decorated my fingers with 1 or 2 rings on each hand! Around my neck, I put on my newest obsession, a 3 carat diamond journey pendent! Checking myself in the mirror, I thought to switch to yellow gold, but decided that white gold was fine!

By this time, I was feeling like a woman, of some sort and was excited with the anticipation on being among other girls! Finally, the moment of truth! After years of crossdressing, dieting, learning the walk, talk and the ways of womanhood, I was going out! How would the world react to my illusion? Tonight was my coming out! Grabbing my purse, coat, scarf and gloves, I was on my way to the Casino and then Lipstick's, may luck be a lady, for this lady, tonight!

  

  

  

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