<<What the hell does this mean?! I have come a
long way just so I could see the event!>>
<<Well, I’m sorry sir, but this year we really
had to many tourists coming, and as safety measure we are restricting access to
the square, allowing in only a limited amount of people beside those who came
in a costume.>>
<<This is bullshit! I’m not going to accept this!>>
<<Mmmm… well, maybe there’s a solution to your
problem.>>
<<What is it? Please tell me! I will do
anything!>>
<<Well, I know of a costume workshop that is
short on models. I can take you there, and maybe they will give you one to
wear. Once you’ll have a costume you will be able to access the square with no
problem.>>
I couldn’t believe it! Not only I would have been in
Venice during the carnival, but I would have also been dressed in one of those
gorgeous costumes! It was like a dream come true for me! However, once I was
taken to the workshop and my predicament was explained to the manager, I remained
speechless once they handed me… a gown!
<<What… what is this?>>
<<Well, I’m sorry young man, but we have run out
of male costumes. We only have women costumes available.>>
<<Well, don’t get me wrong, this costume is beautiful
and all, but quite frankly I doubt it would suit me.>>
<<Oh, that can be arranged, don’t worry. You see,
we make traditional costumes here, but we are also acquainted with all the
latest innovation in the field. And there have actually been quite interesting
discoveries recently.>>
She took out what looked like a female bodysuit, which
had for some reason also a head and wig attached to it. It was so creepy,
looking and feeling so realistic to the touch, almost like real skin. I was so
freaked out by it. She explained to me that it was a bodysuit that once put on
would have made me look like I was an actual girl, so that I could have worn
the woman costume. So I was supposed to wear that thing?! No way! However she
was quite convincing in the end, and my desire to see the carnival was just too
strong. So I did as she said. I slipped inside that creepy suit, and felt it
adhere to my skin and wrapping me tight. It was so tight in fact that it felt
like it was actually reshaping my body. The more of it I was putting on, the
weirder I felt. My legs were now long and toned, and my belly had become flat,
and even my arms and shoulder felt like they had just lost all of the muscles
and that I had actually become a frail, thin girl. Caressing the suit felt like
actually caressing my own skin, only now it was much softer and more sensitive,
and the breasts that were now hanging from my chest felt unsettlingly real. As I
fondled and squeezed them they felt like an actual part of my body, and down in
my groin there was no trace of any bulge, only a flat crotch with a slit where
my dick used to be. I did not have the courage to bring my now dainty hand down
there and check out how that felt, and when the mask was put over my face and
the suit was zipped behind my back, I was so disturbed by the feeling of my new
face and body that I actually wanted to jump out of it right away. They showed
me my reflection, and I remained speechless as I saw that gorgeous naked girl
staring back at me in disbelief from the mirror. I looked and sounded just like
an actual girl! It was incredible!
I didn’t have much time to recover from the initial
shock, since they then started to dress me up in my costume right away. It took
a while to get me ready, it was really bulky and awkward.
<<So, how do you feel?>>
<<How the hell do you think I feel? I’m
unsettled! My voice sound all weird and feminine, I have long hair, and a
slender and dainty body now somehow. For fucks sake I have boobs! They feel so
real! And there’s nothing down there, only an unsettling void! I’m going to
freak out so much!>>
<<I was talking about the costume
actually.>>
<<Oh. Well, the corset is too tight, I can
barely breathe, and it’s weird how it is perking up my breasts. And the gown is
too large and bulky, not to mention the wings. I feel huge! I have no idea how I
will manage to walk among the crowd dressed like this. Especially in these
damned shoes! Fuck do they hurt!>>
<<Well, here in Italy we say “chi bella vuole
apparire, un po’ deve soffrire”. Don’t you think it is worth it? Look at
yourself! Aren’t you just the most gorgeous thing?>>
<<Y… yes, I guess.>>
<<That’s more like it. So, quit whining now and
hold still, I have to put your mask on. You’re going to look amazing once I’m
done here.>>
And she was right. Once I was dressed up in my new
costume I looked incredible! I was just like one of those models I saw in the
pictures, with their gorgeous costumes and fancy masks. It was just like I had
always dreamed, only I would have never imagined that I would have actually
been a woman. But once I started to consider the bodysuit just as part of the
costume, I immediately started to act more natural, and felt much more at ease.
They even enrolled me in the costume competition! I was so tense once I was on
the stage surrounded by all those people applauding my costume. The jury wasn’t
impressed, and I didn’t make it past the knockout stage, but would they have
been that harsh if they knew that I was actually a guy? I didn’t want anyone to
know that I was actually dressed in a bodysuit, but I like to think that if they
did, I would have probably won!
And at the end of the day, when it came time for me to
get changed and go back to be myself and go home, I asked the manager to keep
the costume. Not the gown that is, but the bodysuit. As weird as it is to admit
it, I had never felt as incredible as I felt that day, and… I couldn’t possibly
have given that up. I wanted to take it back home with me, and wear it whenever
I wanted. For all my life I felt like I wanted to be someone else, but never
before I actually had the chance to do it. But now I did, and I was on seventh
heaven when the manager smiled at me and said I could have kept it. I’m on my
way back home now, and I’m so thrilled at the thought that I have that suit
with me in my suitcase. I can’t wait to be at home and slip into it, and play dress
up with whatever female item of clothing I can find, and… find out how
anatomically accurate the suit actually is!
FACE REVEAL!
(well, kinda but not really, lol!)
Have fun during carnival :)
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