The Lingerie Dude

by Stephanie Powers

I worked for a large clothing manufacturing firm. I was temporarily in

charge of the lingerie division. I had been an assistant VP in men's

clothes, when the two women who ran lingerie were killed in a plane

crash. I had been asked to take over their division temporarily.

So here I was, your typical man, totally lost in this area. Already,

some of my former co-workers had taken to calling me "The Lingerie

Dude", inspired, I guess, by the "phone dude" commercials. They

figured I had fallen out of favor with management to be handed such an

assignment. I knew better - Lingerie was the MOST successful division

in the company.

The first thing I did was to have a confidential pow-wow with the only

woman left in the department's management.

"Kathy, I guess you've heard that I've been asked to temporarily fill

in here."

"Yes" she answered. I could tell by her tone that she wasn't thrilled

about it. I realized that she probably resented not being in charge

herself, and feared the typical "macho" male management style. The two

dead women had been renowned for their easygoing & compassionate

management style - and their department had the highest efficiency

rating in the company.

I spoke softly and looked directly into her eyes. "Kathy, first of all

let my express my condolences at the loss of Cindy & Laurie. I didn't

know them well, but everything I did know was first class. The

lingerie department has the highest efficiency rating in the company.

The employees here have consistently had the lowest turnover and

problem rate in the company. I'm coming in here with mixed emotions."

I had her attention now. She was looking receptive and said "how so?"

"Well, you know I'm not new to management, but it frightens me to be

put here in most efficient division. I'm also in totally unfamiliar

territory when it comes to this product line."

"I've never heard a man admit his fear so openly" she answered, looking

at me quizzically.

"Kathy, I believe VERY strongly that communication is the key to

management. If I can't be open with you, I might as well forget it. I

also believe in tact, of course, but openness is the key!"

Kathy answered quickly "Cindy & Laurie used to say the same thing!"

"They were right! I patterned my management style after theirs. I

need something from you Kathy! I'd like to get some promises from

you."

"What promises?", Kathy asked, looking a little nervous, but still

receptive.

"I'm totally in the dark here - I don't know the line and I don't know

the people yet. I really need an ally. I need your promise that you

will be open with me about everything. I'm going to need a great deal

of help from you. If I make a decision, and you think I'm screwing up,

PLEASE tell me! If I don't handle something right with the girls, let

me know! This is my first time working with an all woman department."

She smiled and I could see I was making contact. I continued "Kathy,

the truth is that you should be running this department, not some man

from outside. But Roger insisted that I run it, and wouldn't take no

for an answer."

"Mike, you have the management experience, I don't. You're a good

choice. I only see one problem." she said looking serious.

"What's that?"

"First hand experience" she replied.

"How so?" I asked.

"Cindy & Laurie not only managed this division, but they personally

wore every single item in the line. I heard them make a case with

buyers more than once on that fact." she answered, then laughed.

I didn't say anything at first, shocked. Kathy looked worried that she

might have made a mistake. I burst into laughter and said "You're

right! I can't tell a buyer how great a new style of panty fits! I

guess I may need you as a liaison to those buyers. Er, if .... "

Now she laughed, relieved that I liked her joke. She anticipated my

question, "yes, I wear the line too! I'd be happy to help you any way

I can. I'm relieved, too . . I thought you'd come in here guns

blazing and make wholesale changes! I happen to know that your

division was rated second highest in efficiency, close behind ours."

"Yes, that's true, but that happened after I started learning from

Cindy & Laurie's management style. I was fourth of ten before that.

I'd like to keep their 'team' style. Any employee can approach me any

time with problems, suggestions, etc. I never bark at my people!"

"I like your style already - you're not confrontational & you don't

feel a need to speak as if I'm deaf. Different that many men."

"Yes, it is, but most of the men in my division said they preferred my

way!"

"Smart guys!"

Two weeks later we were assessing MY progress at my request. I had

been working with Kathy 10 and 12 hours a day to get up to speed on the

department. Kathy said "I can't believe how fast you've picked this

up!" She had been taking items out of a box and I had been naming them,

describing their uses and giving part numbers. Then I'd make a comment

about how I liked the item Kathy continued; "Don't you find this

bothersome, having to learn about women's underwear?"

"No, actually, it's quite nice!" I replied. She looked surprised. I

explained "I'd much rather look at these pretty women's things than the

men's stuff I used to look at. I work with a whole division full of

gorgeous women, too! A guy would have to be crazy to prefer working

with men and men's clothes after this! It's like working in a

beautiful rose garden, smelling and seeing all those lovely flowers,

after working in a cotton field all day!"

She looked thoughtful, "I never thought about it that way, but it makes

sense to me. Actually, Mike, if it's not insulting, you seem to have a

real aptitude for this - you now know the name, use and partnumber of

every single item in the line. Some of these items I was looking up to

see if you had it right! Your fashion comments have been right on

too!"

"Why thank you Kathy! I'm glad to know our hard work is paying off! I

hope it hasn't been too boring for you, having to teach me all the

stuff you've probably known since you were a little girl."

"No, actually, it's been quite fun! You're a refreshing change from

most men. If more men were like you, there'd be a lot less

'man-haters' out there. Oh, I've been meaning to mention, R & D has an

update for you."

"R & D? You mean at headquarters? What do they want with me?" I asked.

"No, OUR R & D." she said.

"Lingerie has it's own R & D? I didn't know that. Where is it?"

Kathy was apologetic, "I'm sorry Mike, I should have told you that the

first day!"

"It's OK, Kathy. Your priorities were right. What good would R & D do

me if I didn't know the difference between a chemise & a camisole?"

She laughed and said "it's in the basement"

I laughed "I didn't know this building had a basement! Can we go see?"

I followed her to the elevator and stopped. She kept walking, so I

followed. She went in a small storage room. I followed her in. I

noted with interest that there was a big ornate pillar in the center of

the room. Kathy said "Come over here." so I did.

"Is this a joke?" I asked. "Shhhh" she said, "we must be absolutely

silent for 15 seconds, then you have to put your hand on this pillar".

I was quiet, and after 15 seconds she said "access". There was a snap

from the door we had come through as it apparently locked. Kathy

reached out and placed her hand against the pillar, and I did the same.

There was an odd buzz and Kathy spoke; "Security access revision.

Grant primary access and control to Mike Smith, new division head" A

voice asked, "reason for new division head?" Kathy responded, "Death of

previous head".

The voice said "Mike Smith, you will receive a slight shock during your

bio scan." I complied and did indeed feel the tingle of voltage

tickling my palm, in fact, it seemed to move back and forth through the

entire inside of my body. Kathy kept her palm on the pillar while I

did this. I tried to pull away at one point, but found my hand seemed

to be glued to the pillar.

There was a pleasant chime and the pillar dissolved into a strange

mist. Kathy said "put your hand down". I did, and a big cylinder

popped up out of the floor. The front of it opened, it was an

elevator! We got in and the doors closed, then opened again instantly.

"What happened" I said, but Kathy walked out. I followed her and was

astonished to find that we were in a large cavern. There had been no

sensation of movement at all, and certainly not enough time to get from

the 5th floor to the basement. I couldn't have fallen that far in this

amount of time.

Then I suddenly noticed that Kathy's clothes were gone! Actually, just

her outer clothes - She seemed to be wearing some kind of long slip -

it was very beautiful on her and fit perfectly. My mouth dropped open

- "is that one of ours? I don't recognize it! God, that would sell

millions! It's incredible! You're incred ... . oops, sorry."

She smiled at me and said "thank you! I'm not offended, just

flattered! Come this way, and we'll get you set up." I followed her

and we came into a small room in which was hanging a single slip, just

like hers. Smiling, she handed it to me. I looked over it and felt

it, examined it very closely. "It's beautiful, almost beautiful enough

for me to want to WEAR it!" She said "go ahead" It was starting to seem

a little surreal now. I was convinced I was dreaming anyway, so,

without further discussion, I took all my clothes off and slipped it

on. I wasn't the least embarrassed as she watched me disrobe and put

it on. It felt wonderful! It was the MOST comfortable thing I had

ever worn! It was more comfortable than being naked! It was as if the

fabric caressed and nourished my skin. What a crazy dream!

Kathy giggled "you're NOT dreaming you know! You're really standing

there wearing a woman's slip!" My head cleared a little and I realized

she was right. NOW I was embarrassed! "Don't worry, Mike, it's a

product demonstration! I won't tell anyone - You need to know our

product intimately, right? Trust me - you'll understand shortly. This

will turn the clothing industry on it's ear!"

"You mean the lingerie industry?"

"No, the entire clothing industry!" Smiling she said "quite simply,

it's clothing that fits your every whim - it accepts voice commands!

Watch" she said. She said a number. Suddenly, her bust was lifted

slightly and I realized that I could faintly see that a demi cup bra

had just appeared on her body! Then I realized that I was wearing one

too! What a weird feeling. But I was too excited to object. "You

said the part number for our demi cup bra, and one appeared on your

body! I can't believe it.

I said the part number for white nylon panties with lace. Suddenly, I

felt that I was wearing underpants. I lifted up the slip and I was

wearing white panties. I got an erection right then, and it bulged

impressively. I just smiled and let the slip fall back down. She was

now wearing the same panties. "Why are we linked?" I asked. She said

the number for thigh high stockings and we both had them on. "Just for

the demonstration!" Then she said a part number I didn't recognize. We

both had beautiful silk blouses on. "Outerwear too?! This is

UNBELIEVABLE! I MUST be dreaming!" Just for grins, I spouted a number

from the old days. We were both wearing conservative men's business

suits. She laughed and said "I love it!". I noticed that we were

still wearing our feminine things under the suits. Actually, I rather

liked the look of my silk blouse with my suit. It hinted at the

delicate bra & slip underneath.

Kathy said a partnumber and the suits were gone. In their place were a

couple of those new dress/skort combinations. They were lovely.

Actually, I liked the look and feel of mine almost as much as the look

of hers. Mine was oddly flat in the chest, of course, but I still

loved it. It was a pretty pink and had a lot of lace treatment. I

discovered that the blouse was gone too. Kathy explained "items that

are essentially a duplication of function are automatically

eliminated."

It was time to be serious. I said "Kathy, this can't be an earth

technology!"

"That's right Mike, in fact we're 50,000 light years from earth right

now! The people here are most interesting. In fact the roles here are

reversed. You're wearing classic men's business wear right now. As

far as the natives are concerned, I'm crossdressed right now, since

these are male clothes on this planet." Kathy smiled that beautiful

smile again. A chime sounded. "Oh!" said Kathy, startled. "Demo mode

over" she said quickly. She was suddenly wearing men's jockey shorts

and a man's Tshirt. I was wearing just that pretty slip again. She

spouted a stream of part numbers. Now she was dressed in a

conservative man's suit, perfectly male apparel in every detail.

"Hurry up, Mike dress!" So I complied and said the part numbers for

panties, bra, slip & hose, then the dress/skort I liked so much. She

whispered a part number in my ear and I said it out loud. I now had a

pretty pair of matching red pumps on too.

I still had the same erection as earlier - bigger now if possible.

Kathy looked at it. "That's an interesting side effect! You're the

first man in R & D, so we may have to check into it. I've only seen

that once before."

"What did you see before?", I asked.

"A man I used to date was a transvestite. He loved to wear my clothes,

especially when we had sex. When he would wear my underthings, there

was always a telltale bulge just like that."

"Are you saying I'm a transvestite?" I asked incredulously.

"No, well, no, I mean, it's not an accusation or a slam, there are lots

of men who enjoy women's clothes! I think it's great! Men should be

able to enjoy nice feminine, comfortable & sexy clothes too. I love a

man who's secure enough in his masculinity to not be afraid to enjoy

wearing pretty things."

"You are unique Kathy! You're the only one I've ever heard say

something like that! You are amazing!"

"Well, think about it Mike ... In our culture, women can wear men's

clothes and it's a 'fashion statement'. We have women's business suits

copying men's, teenage girls wearing men's boxer shorts as outerwear &

billions of women wearing men's Tshirts to bed. Where are the men

wearing dresses, Tap pants as shorts, and women's gowns or slips to bed

to sleep in? They ARE out there, but it's not sociologically

acceptable. It's really a double standard!"

"Hmmm. You're right Kathy, I never thought about it quite that way.

But it makes perfect sense."

I saw figures approaching and steeled myself. They walked up and

introduced themselves with firm handshakes. Their names were Jeff and

Dana. Just like Kathy had said, Jeff had on a beautiful, fire engine

red skort dress with matching high heels. He also had on red lipstick

and nail polish. His legs were silky smooth, obviously shaved with

great care! Dana had on an ultra conservative Black suit with white

shirt and red power tie. She also had on subdued argyle socks & men's

dress shoes.

Jeff spoke, a soft feminine voice! In fact it was sexy and sent chills

down my spine. "We are honored by your appearance! I know this is

contrary to your own culture, so we are doubly honored." I took his

hand in mine gently and said "it is we who are honored to meet so wise

and advanced a culture as yours". Jeff smiled prettily and I knew my

response had pleased him.

Jeff looked at Dana and said "he is worthy of the test" Dana nodded.

Kathy looked confused.

Jeff spouted a number that must have been 25 digits long, then said

"calibration". There was a flash from my clothes and an odd thrill

went through my body. My clothing immediately changed - I was now

wearing the sexiest outfit I had ever seen on a female. Kathy's

clothing changed to her usual pretty, feminine attire. I suspected

that "calibrate" made the clothing automatically match the wearer's

desires, rather than spoken commands. Jeff and Dana both looked

surprised, then thoughtful, then excited.

Jeff said "mirror". A full length mirror appeared in front of me. I

looked at it and saw my sexy outfit. Jeff said "Calibrate is a command

that makes your clothing perfectly match your desires - It appears that

your tastes are similar to those of the men on our planet. Look in the

mirror and let your imagination go!"

I did, and there was a momentarily painful tingle of electricity

throughout my body. My hair grew out to shoulder length right before

my eyes! My face feminized. My shoulders grew smaller and narrower.

It was kind of hard to see, since my clothes were adjusting with me.

The front of my pretty dress swelled out to about DD proportions. My

waist narrowed considerably as my hips widened. The whole time, my

torso shortened somewhat and my now slender, shapely legs lengthened.

As I looked in the mirror, tastefully applied makeup appeared on my

face. The only thing that didn't change was my throbbing erection - it

seemed a lot bigger now on my smaller body. My crotch had a wonderful

tingle and waves of sexual warmth began washing through my body.

Involuntarily, I began thrusting my hips, loving the feel of my raging

hardon sliding against my silky feminine clothes.

Suddenly I realized that I was not alone - I had momentarily forgotten

about everyone else, so enthralled was I with the changes. I also

realized that I was about to have an orgasm right in front of them. I

tried not to, but it was too late! I began ejaculating in my pretty

panties as I continued thrusting my hips. When I was done, I turned

away from everyone, embarrassed.

"Wow, this means you'll be an incredibly good designer." Jeff managed,

in a strange voice. I turned and looked at him. He was quite turned

on, and so was Dana. In fact, even Kathy was flushed, though that

might have been embarrassment.

Jeff was MOST impressed with my change and said so. Dana was nodding

in agreement. Jeff said "may we use your new design?" NOW the whole

thing began to make sense to me. Who better to design women's clothes

than men who enjoyed seeing them on women AND wearing them themselves?

I had to admit, I enjoyed wearing women's clothes. It was weird, but

true. "Sure", I said. "I assume there's some kind of royalty

arrangement?" "Yep" he replied.

We had a few more minutes of discussion & asked questions of them, then

returned to the cavern. We stepped into the elevator and once again,

the doors closed then opened instantly. We stepped out and the

cylinder dropped into the floor and the pillar reappeared.

"Man, what an experience! I'm still not sure I'm not dreaming!" Kathy

chuckled at that. "If you walk out of this room in like that you'll

NOW you're not dreaming! But then, I'm not sure anyone would recognize

you." She stood back a little and looked at me. "No, No one will know

who you are! Since you obviously enjoy it, why don't you stay that way

for a while. "Does this mean I'm a transvestite Kathy? I have to

admit, I am REALLY enjoying my new look! Apparently these are the

kinds of clothes I prefer. I KNOW I'm going to love designing them.

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