After a 10 day trip to New York, Philadelphia, London and Frankfurt, I was very happy to be home. I decided to take a half day as I couldn’t wait for April to visit, and I enjoyed a rather pleasant afternoon and early evening. Despite the fact that it had been over two weeks since I had dressed, as usual I denied myself any relief. I had a message to call Carol, and about 7 I did just that.

This is what I was wearing under a lovely suit you will see in a future update. But a couple of things had happened since I took the picture. Naturally I had a long and pleasant enema, and I followed that with some candles. For those of you who don’t know this little trick, if you are interested in getting some real bulk up your rear, candles work great. I like the 8 inch. I insert 4 or 4 bottom end first, and then I continue to add candles sliding the top in first. Given some time and patience I can get a dozen up inside me. On this day I got to 10, and then pulled my two pairs of pantyhose and girdle and stockings up to secure them for a bit.

Then I decided to slip on a couple more pairs of pantyhose over my girdle. I almost always end up doing this when I wear a panty girdle

I settled in to watch TV for a bit, then I called Carol. She was home with her friend and customer Amy, a woman I had heard about by never met.

“When are you getting home?” she asked.

“I am home” I answered

“I thought you were coming home tomorrow night, but this is great. I am going to the theater tomorrow night, could I borrow your purple pantsuit?" she asked.

Carol is not my size, but is my height, and some things will fit her. I know she likes me, but she sure does borrow a lot of stuff as well. She is very good about returning outfits though so I don't mind too much. I told her I was dressed, but she didn’t care. “I will be over in 30 minutes”. Now I was not ready to finish my little adventure, so despite the fact that I had 5 pairs of hose on, and 10 candles stuck up my ass, I decided just to wait for her. She would probably just take the outfit and leave.

Then she called back and surprised me and said Amy wanted to meet me! And she was calling from her car! She was driving Amy home and they decided to come and get the outfit first

This should have made me nervous, but she has told me about Amy—a woman in her thirties with very large breasts and even larger nipples. I guess they sell these little adhesive things women can tape on to hide nipples, and Amy had gotten them, and “minimizer” bras, from Carol

10 minutes later they arrived. Amy turned out to be a very tall, big girl, with bleached blond hair. They reeked of perfume, and I later found out they has been shopping at Mavy's trying new perfumes. Amy wore jeans, high heel boots and a leather jacket. And her breasts were really enormous. Really.

She took her coat off and it was clear she wasn’t wearing those nipple things, because they protruded though her twin set top in an amazing fashion.

It wasn’t until then that I noticed that Carol was in curlers (Yes another one of my “things”—curlers). Her makeup was till on, including her red lipstick, with a full head of curlers. Between the boobs and the nipples and the curlers and the candles and the perfume I was pretty excited.

I had the outfit ready for Carol, but she wanted to try it on! So there in my living room she took off her jeans and top, revealing a long line bra, panty girdle and pantyhose, and tried on the suit. I sat watching from the sofa trying not to have anything happen that shouldn’t. The sight of Carol in her curlers and makeup, in her undies, was having quite an effect on me. Amy was also asking me a zillion questions, and I was trying to answer her intelligently

“So you like girdles” Amy asked “Carol said that’s how you met”

“Yes I have quite a few of them”. I answered.

“Well she’s finally got me wearing them too” said Amy.

I wasn’t being a good hostess, so I offered the women a glass of wine thinking they would refuse. Carol explained that Amy needed to get home in reply.

“I have a little time, this is interesting” Amy replied.

As I bought the wine out Carol was taking off the pant suit, and stood in her stocking feet and foundations in my living room again. "Wll if we are satying I need to pee" and off to my small first flooor bathroom she went.

Amy and I made small talk as Carol used the restroom. It was hard to talk to jer without staring on her enourmous breasts, but I tried.

Carol came back and got dressed, and as we sat in the living room chatting Carol suddenly asked how many pairs of hose I had on. Seeing no reason to lie I told her 5 pairs, 4 pantyhose and a pair of stockings.

“Why so many?” Amy asked.

“I have no idea dear, it’s just something I do.” I answered.

“She wears sanitary napkins too” Carol volunteered. "One day I looked in her purse and there are maxi pads and tampons, just like us real girls." I should have neben angry but I wasn't.

“Tampons, but where...oh...I see...No, why….I guess there is no answer for this either” Amy said smiling

With the wine gone the women got ready to leave, but Amy asked to see the pairs of hose I was wearing. At this point should either of the women asked me to jump off a bridge I would have done it, so I said “sure”.

When I started unbuttoning the jacket of my suit Amy said “You can just lift your skirt, no need to get undressed”.

“Oh I don’t mind” said moving a little faster. So off came my jacket, skirt, slip, and half slip. I took off both pairs of hose that I had on over my girdle and stockings and stopped there.

“That’s a nice big healthy bum you have there girl” Amy said slapping my rear end. Off they went, and off I went for some much needed relief.
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