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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