(Caption) She's still here

A thief slipped into a mansion on the outskirts of town. A beautiful girl once lived here, but she died for unknown reasons. Some say she sold her life to the devil to earn eternal beauty. She lost her body, but her soul remains in the mansion. The thief thought it was a rumor created to keep people away from the mansion, and instead of believing it he believed that there was a lot of valuable stuff there.

The thief walked through the entire mansion and saw nothing useful, only dust and broken furniture. He walked into a bedroom that was completely different from the others. It was clean and ornate, like someone still lived here. This must be the girl's room. The thief opened the closet and found it filled with all kinds of girl's clothes. These were probably the only things worth anything. He picked up one of them and realized it was a pair of black nylon tights. He really liked the feel of it, how smooth, how soft, how delightful. Suddenly, he had some ideas ......

The thief took off his pants and slid the tights up his legs. Feeling the sensation of something so smooth touching his skin, the thief felt very happy. However, suddenly he felt a strong itch on his legs. He immediately removed the tights, but the sensation was still there and reached his whole body. He realized that the sensation was caused by his body hair. He saw some tools for shaving next to him, and after he shaved off some of the hair, the itching really stopped in that part. So the thief shaved off all his body hair and then the itchiness disappeared. He wondered why this happened, did it have something to do with the tights? Before he put on the tights again to confirm that suspicion, he saw the white lace panties and matching bra in the closet. Perhaps they felt as good to the touch as those tights. The thief put them on and they caressed his little partner and nipples like a gentle girl. The thief felt like he was in heaven. He put on the tights again and this time he really was in heaven. There seemed to be so many girls gently caressing his lower body that he couldn't help but get an erection.

Perhaps the sensation would reach his upper body if he wore a dress. Thinking so, the thief put on a green dress. It was true, he felt like he was being surrounded by several girls, he even felt like he was becoming a girl too ...... He looked over to the dresser and realized that there was a lot of makeup there. They were probably worth a lot of money, so the thief was going to take them. Before that, he needed to check if they could still be used.

The thief applied the cosmetics to his face, he didn't know why he had suddenly learned to put on makeup, but he felt like they were a girl's kiss, bringing more joy to his face. After he finished, he saw in the mirror that he had a beautiful face. He really looked like a girl and maybe if he had long hair he would look just like a real girl. He picked up the long silver wig next to him and put it on his head. There was no longer any man or thief in the mirror, just a beautiful girl. The girl changed her voice to make a feminine giggle.

The girl stood up and felt something missing from her feet. She stepped into a pair of high red shoes and tried to get used to them until she was able to step out with a feminine and graceful stride. She looked at the beautiful girl in the mirror and was filled with indescribable joy. Suddenly, she had a question. Who was she? Some words came to her mind: "man", "thief". Did these words have anything to do with this beautiful girl? Impossible. She was more of a noble girl or a princess, she had unrivaled beauty.

The girl walked out of the room, not realizing that it had been transformed from a dusty, dilapidated house into a magnificent mansion. She saw the portrait of the mistress, the girl in that portrait was herself. Now she knew the answer, she was that beautiful girl. The rumors were true, she was still here.