That's a Job for a MILF 14.1 (Day 26)

DAY 26

After another intense day, Patrick was in his room relaxing a bit before sleeping. That night, for the first time, he was wearing an extremely girly white lace nightie. Samara had brought it to him a few days earlier, but just now he felt like wearing it. 

The first thing he noticed when he put this on was how light that garment was. This was so different from the pajamas he used to wear, and he had to admit that this felt incredible. So smooth and soft… Just the thought that he would spend the whole night wearing it made the feminized guy feel a chill. 

I had no idea that being a woman involved such pleasant details, he thought, caressing his soft body covered by that silky nightie. Why can't men use this kind of clothing? This is so unfair!

He then put on the matching panties, which was a white thong. Patrick couldn't understand how just a few weeks earlier this kind of underwear used to drive him crazy. Now he just loved to wear this. Those panties felt so good against his hip, groin and butt…

Properly dressed, he then approached the mirror and admired his reflection. He looked so feminine in that nightgown. I'm a woman... I love being a woman... He thought again, without even realizing he was doing so.

He then lay down on the bed, and opened the book he was reading. He now seemed to be addicted to those women's books. He could read two or three per week, and then he would always discuss the storylines with Mrs. Larsen during their daily meetings. The psychologist always encouraged him to think like the heroines of those stories, and then asked what Patty would do in their place. What she would think... How she would feel... 

"Remember that this immersion is crucial for you to be a woman, Patty. You want to be a woman, don't you?"

"Yes, Mrs. Larsen" Patrick would always reply, and then he would think about how lucky he was to have met someone like Theresa Larsen, who understood him so well.

For some reason, the books he was reading were getting more and more erotic, and since they were aimed at the female audience, Patrick had to read long descriptions about hot male bodies, and how the heroines felt when they saw them. Obviously, the stories evolved to the point where such women had sex with the owners of those sculptural bodies. 

Patrick then had to read about how these women felt during sex, always trying to think of them as Mrs. Larsen had ordered. During the foreplay, they seemed to especially enjoy the caresses on their boobs. Patrick knew women liked that, of course, but he had no idea that this could be something as magical and special as described in those books. 

Then, that evening, after reading a particularly hot scene, an idea occurred to him…