Wearing The Tights

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They were a normal couple by all appearances. Melissa was 5'5" and gorgeous - beautiful face, fabulous curves, ample chest just a knockout from head to toe. Tim was a decent-looking guy but he'd obviously married up. 

Only 5'5" himself, he was still pretty much your average dude by all appearances... a regular "guy look", nothing spectacular. He had two issues that would cause him problems though. Poor circulation in his legs and he wasn't very well endowed at all.  

They'd been married for 15 years already and Tim's 38th birthday was coming up. It really didn't bother Melissa that they were the same age or even the same height. But sex...sex was very "meh" with Tim. 

He just didn't have the goods! She wouldn't cheat on him but she wasn't happy with the situation at all. Making matters worse was the circulation thing. Tim was constantly complaining about his legs and feet being cold and his legs weren't very strong at all. 

The doctor had given Tim compression socks that he wore, but they didn't seem to be enough.  

Melissa was doing her normal shopping at Walmart and was browsing through the ladies' wear section and came across a curious item - they were called "Transformation Tights". She read the label and it talked about being good for circulation and warmth and even muscle buildup. 

"Do you have poor circulation? Are your legs cold? Are your legs weak? Don't like the way your legs look in a skirt? Not strong enough or comfortable wearing heels? 

Our Transformation Tights are just what you need! They're slimming, sexy, and supportive. They will make you feel like a new woman!

 We have a money-back guarantee and we're so confident that if you register your purchase, we'll supply you with lifetime replacements anytime and support at no extra charge!" Wow - quite a hook! I mean, they were quite expensive at $49.95 but lifetime replacements? 

Tim already wears the compression socks...maybe he'll wear these? There's the money-back thing, so why not? I mean, of course, he doesn't need to wear heels or skirts, but the rest of the stuff could really help. 

She put them in her basket and wandered into the shoes. Tim needed new gym shoes too but, without thinking, she absent-mindedly grabbed a size too small - instead of his normal size 8, she picked up the men's size 7s.  

Later that night, she opened the package while Tim was in his office working late, from home, like usual. 

The pandemic had made his job permanently work from home so they had a lot of opportunity to be together...and did nothing with it. It made her sad to think about it. She was missing having sex. 

Especially with someone who could really please her. 

Oh well - she shook the thought off and got back to the tights. She went online and registered and when she filled out the form, she actually indicated they were for a man and listed herself as the contact person. 

She was amazed when she got an email response right away! "Dear Melissa, thank you for registering our Transformation Tights for your husband, Tim. 

You have chosen a very special product that will change both your lives, especially his! We know you'll both be extremely happy with this purchase and as a special reward, we're going to send another pair of tights immediately to you. Please click the link below for special instructions about the use of our tights and further information." 

Wow - these guys were serious! She clicked on the link and a video popped up immediately and started playing. 

It was so odd though...it seemed to blink a couple of times and the next thing you know Melissa is just blindly staring at the screen. About 10 minutes later, she woke out of her reverie and immediately clicked another link. 

This one asked you to enter your credit card for a $5 per month special lifetime premium support for the tights. She signed up happily without a second thought and picked up the tights and went to see Tim.  "Hey honey! Whatcha doin'?" 

"Oh, hey Mel. Just wrapping up in here. What's up?"

 "Well...I was shopping today and bought you something that I think will be great for you, but we need to talk about it." "Um, okay...I'll come out to the living room in a sec." 

Tim finished what he was doing and followed his beautiful wife to the living room. 

"Okay Tim I don't want you to freak out, but I actually bought you some tights." "Somewhat!?" 

"Tights - but let me explain. They're actually specially made to help leg strength and warmth. 

The company is really awesome and they totally stand by the product! And you already wear those stupid compression socks which don't do a thing! Besides, maybe you'd end up with some nice sexy gams like me! Ha Ha Ha" Tim chuckled as she showed off her perfect legs. 

She, like usual, was wearing heels, even around the house, and a skirt. They were indeed sexy. 

Of course, she could get her way...why not, he thought. "Well, if the sexiest woman in the world is okay with it, I guess I can give it a try," he said.

 "Awesome! And the cool thing is they are flesh colored so they kinda will just look like your skin. Well, if you'd shaved your legs of course! Ha ha!"

 "Yeah 'Ha Ha'. Okay, gimme the stupid things. My legs are actually a little cold right now anyway"  

Tim took off his compression socks and Melissa helped him with the tights. The basic technique wasn't all that different, you just needed to pull the tights up a little longer and be a little more careful. 

Although these things were tough! No chance of running! As Tim pulled them on, neither of them noticed a very subtle change in his legs. His feet were actually a little smaller, his legs a little more "shapely". 

"There - how does that feel?" 

"Omigod. They actually feel awesome! My legs feel warm for once! Even stronger!" 

"Stand up and let me see!" 

Tim stood up and, to the casual observer, looked like a dude wearing skin-colored tights. With some thin legs. That might be slightly girly. But only slightly. 

"They feel great! I feel like I could jump around!" "Fabulous! They sent me a video that suggested you should do some calf raises to build up your leg strength too." 

"Oh cool!", Tim said. He looked around for his gym shoes and Melissa quickly turned around and grabbed the new shoes. 

"Oh, here I picked you up some new shoes too."

 "Thanks!" he said as he slipped them. They were a perfect fit. Despite being a full size smaller than the shoes he normally wears. Neither noticed.  

"Honey...how the heck do I pee in these?" "Well don't pee IN them, silly!", Melissa said. 

"It's probably best, honestly, if you just sit down with them." 

He looked irritated so she smiled seductively and said "If your guy doesn't like doing that, maybe we can find something else for him to do. Do this for me and I promise it'll be worth your while." 

"Fine. But you better pay up!"  

When Tim came to bed, Melissa was ready. She had a porn star's body and it was on full display. 

They crawled into bed and had a fantastic night, although a little...different. Tim never got on top. Melissa used her hands and mouth a lot. And, strangely, she reached up and tweaked his nipple at one point. 

Tim was surprised not just by the fact that she did it, but that it felt so good, and let out a little gasp. "I'm sorry honey - did that hurt?" she stopped and asked. 

"No! Keep going, please. Don't stop." he said breathlessly. She went back to what she was doing and Tim was very satisfied. 

But Melissa wasn't. Sensing this, Tim went down on her. She was surprised as this wasn't something he normally did. And, wow, had he gotten good at it! It was like he knew EXACTLY what to do! 

They both went to sleep with big smiles on their faces.  In the morning, Tim immediately put on his tights and did some calf raises, then trotted off to start his day. Melissa went out to run some errands again and ended up in the women's shoes at Target.

 She saw a really cute pair of ladies' sneakers that were size 8. She of course, wore a size 7, but Tim wore a size 8. He had worn size 8 in men's. Somehow her brain wasn't registering that though and she bought the sneakers. These were a full size and a half to two sizes smaller than Tim would normally wear. 

But she bought them anyway.  Later that night, Melissa pulled out the new sneakers as Tim was walking around in just his tights. He was really loving them and, instead of wearing pants, had decided to wear shorts around the house. It was sort of really to "flaunt" the fact that his legs were warm now to himself! 

"Here honey, I really liked these shoes better I'll take back the pair I bought you yesterday." 

"Oh, okay, let me try them on. They're perfect! They're a little pink though where'd you get them? The ladies aisle?" 

"Of course, silly!" They both laughed and thought nothing more of it. They were in bed again soon and had another wild night. Much of the same, but Tim was much more into it this time, especially the nipples. 

At one point, they both moaned at the same time and then laughed and kissed passionately, exchanging juices at the same time.  

The next morning, Tim popped out of bed and did his routine - tights and calf raises. It had only been a couple of days, but his legs really were looking great! He thought "I'll bet I could even wear heels if I wanted!" He laughed the idea off and went into his office to work. 

He did notice his chest was a little tender though and later mentioned it to Melissa. 

"Hm. I wonder if it's a weird side effect of the tights or just a side effect of these!" as she held up her fingers. They both laughed and she said, "I'll contact the company about it." 

Once again, she got an immediate email reply with a link to click. 

This time, she asked Tim to come in when she "woke" back up. She clicked on the link that was for him this time and they both watched mesmerized as 10 minutes passed in the blink of an eye. 

To bed, and their normal nightly routine, they went.  In the morning, Tim hopped up and did his routine again. 

He really was enjoying the way his legs were shaping up as he admired them. 

Then he imagined a pair of stilettos adorning his feet. He wistfully thought that would be so neat, but he didn't have any. He picked up his shoes and looked at the size, they were size 8, but they seemed a little loose. 

He went into Melissa's closet and picked up her sneakers - they were size 7. Well...maybe the tights are sort of compressing my feet or something. He tried on Melissa's shoes and they were perfect! He woke her up and told her about his new discovery and she said "Okay, cool! 

I'll buy you some new shoes today then." He mentioned his chest again as it felt a little puffy. She said, "Oh yeah the company is sending something for that too. It should be here today." Tim went into his office to start his day and Melissa went about her day. 

Later, a package came and she opened it. It looked a lot like a bra, actually, but it was supposed to help with Tim's chest issues. The company had been awesome so far, so why not, she thought. 

She took it into Tim and handed it to him and he unquestioningly whipped it on quickly. It occurred to neither of them that Tim should not know how to expertly put a bra on. 

But he said it did make him feel better anyway.  

When Tim got up the next morning, at the end of his routine, he eyeballed a pair of Melissa's heels. They were the classic FMPs red, four-and-a-half-inch stiletto. They screamed for sex. 

And Tim tried them on. And they fit. Perfectly. So he walked around a bit in them. Perfectly. Like he'd been walking in stilettoes his entire life. 

And his calfs looked awesome in them. As a matter of fact, his legs looked quite spectacular. 

They were almost as sexy as Melissa's. The fact that a man should not have legs as sexy as a woman's was lost on him. 

"Melissa! Check it out! I can wear and walk in your pumps!" he said, waking her up. She groggily looked down at his legs and feet and said "That's awesome Tiff! Maybe we can go out looking for some shoes together later!" "That would be cool! Not sure I want some of these skyscrapers but some nice 3-inch ones would be good. 

I think they'll be good for my calf development" he said as he showed off his legs. 

"Oh my! I'm gonna get jealous! Just stay away from my skirts, okay?" 

They both laughed as Tim whipped on his bra. 

He skipped shaving this morning because, well, he didn't need to anymore. Come to think of it, he hadn't shaved since he got the tights. 

He thought about shaving and said to himself "Nah, the tights are hiding any hair anyway." 

He didn't realize the idea of shaving his face had completely left his head. Permanently.  

"Hey, sweetie - how are your boobs feeling?" Melissa asked later. "They're okay. I think they may have grown a little. Wanna come feel?" Tim said seductively. 

"It's the middle of the day!" "Nobody's watching - let's go to the bedroom!" Off they went and when Tim took his bra off, he definitely had breasts. They were small, but they were there. They were passionate. And Tim moaned like a woman in heat.

 As Melissa went down on him she said "Hey Tiff...I remember you being a little bigger down there." Tim just said "So what? Work around it! Ha ha" as he caressed his breasts.  

After their midday escapade, another package arrived from the company. They eagerly opened it up and it was a black bra and panty set as well as some new black tights. Only these "tights" were actually quite sheer. Tim grabbed the panties and said, "This will help me with 'down there' you know!" He put everything on, including the bra, which neither noticed was a 34B and, of course, everything fit perfectly. 

"Those look great on you Tiff! Why don't you go ahead and get dressed and let's go to the mall for some more shoes and stuff? Plus your hair is a little long. Just letting it hang on your shoulders doesn't look good. You should have it styled." 

"Oh - great idea Mel! Let me get dressed." He still hadn't noticed that she now called him "Tiff" instead of Tim.  Tim had been wearing sweats and big sweatshirts almost exclusively. Putting on actual pants was a bit of a surprise. They were too loose. 

By a lot. The same for his shirt. He told Melissa and she said "Well, just put the sweats on and let's go shopping!" Off they went to the mall where the first stop was at Macy's. Melissa quickly grabbed a blouse and a pair of skinny jeans and dragged Tim to the ladies' changing room. 

Nobody noticed or cared that a "man" was going in there, least of all the man himself. 

Tim put the clothes on and unconsciously buttoned the blouse from the opposite side, with neither acknowledging that women's shirts button opposite and that he shouldn't have been that "used" to it. It fit perfectly. So did the skinny jeans. 

He was ecstatic and they went and paid for them and looked for some more stuff. Tim grabbed a knee-length skirt and said "This would really show off my legs, huh?" Melissa said, "Grab that. Come on". 

Back they went to the dressing room and this time Melissa also had a red, mid-thigh length cocktail dress as well. When Tim tried on the dress, Melissa was wowed. 

"Tiff that really shows off your curves! You are one hot momma!" 

"Thanks, hon! I do make quite a figure don't I? I need some heels to go with this though." 

"Agreed! Wear it out of here and let's go!" 

He wore it out, looking a little odd wearing a cocktail dress and sneakers but they immediately headed to the shoe section where he couldn't take his eyes off some five-inch red stilettoes just like Melissa's, only higher. 

He put them on and looked stunning. Melissa said "Wow. 

You look fabulous! Would you mind if I borrowed those heels if I go out?" 

"Of course not for my best girlfriend!" 

Tim said instinctively.  After paying for some more heels and clothes, they headed over to the salon. Neither had noticed that Tim's hair was now down to his armpits, but they both agreed it needed styling! "Hi!" Melissa said to the girl at the counter. 

"I know this is last minute, but my girlfriend Tiffany is having a makeover day and I was hoping you could squeeze her in." 

"Actually, we just had a cancellation so you ladies are in luck!" 

Tiffany followed the girl over to the stylist who asked what he...um, she...would like. 

"I don't know, just surprise me!" Tiffany said in her sexy contralto voice. "I want to be one of those women who can stop traffic with her looks!" "Well, you're on your way girlfriend!" said the stylist. 

"You are one of the hottest women I've seen come through here. 

You and your girlfriend could both by centerfolds." 

Melissa blushed and said "Thank you. It's so cool because he share everything because we're totally the same size from head to foot."  

After the stylist was done, Tiffany's newly styled mane looked great but they knew something was missing. They both looked at each other and said at the same time "Make up!" and giggled together. 

Over to the cosmetics counter and a short while later, Tiffany looked like a million bucks. Her ears were pierced, her eyes lined and shadowed and her sumptuous lips wore a bright red. 

Neither noticed Tiffany now also had a perfect French manicure as well. She looked like she was ready to go clubbing.  

Melissa noticed too and said, "Hey - let's swing home, let me change to try and match your hotness, and let's go out tonight." 

Tiffany said, "Sounds like a plan! I want to go dancing! And besides my boobs are feeling a little tight - I don't think this bra is the right size". 

When they got home, there was actually another package from the company. It apologized for sending the wrong-sized bra and an appropriate 34DD was enclosed. It also had, inexplicably, a new ID card. 

Tiffany quickly changed and announced, "The girls feel much better!" Melissa laughed and said "I don't know why they needed to send that I'm 34DD too! Oh well more for me!" They both laughed and Melissa came out of the bedroom ready for action. Hair styled, makeup on, a blue dress with nude stockings and 5-inch blue heels on. 

Tiffany said "Hey! Those heels are new! I need those!" "You can wait your turn, girl! Or maybe pick them up off the floor later if I get lucky!" They both laughed grabbed purses and headed off to the club as "Tiffany" put her new ID and cards in her purse.  Timothy Lawrence Carter was now Tiffany Lynn Carter. Her license said so. 

Her credit cards said so. She'd get a letter the following day congratulating her on completing the legal process of changing her name. But, for tonight, she was a girl on the town. She leaned over to Melissa and said "Look at those two hot guys. You think we're too much woman for them?" 

"Only one way to find out! Let's go!" 

The two sexy ladies went over and Tiffany started the conversation. 

"Hi...I think you need a little TLC. That's me, Tiffany Lynn Carter. This is my best friend Melissa. What are you two studs doing with the rest of your night?"  That night, Melissa finally got the full pleasure of sex again. 

Tim's tiny endowment had been wiped from her memory as the man she was with was quite hung and she was already on her third orgasm. 

In the next room, she could hear Tiffany moaning and screaming. It sounded like they were in a competition to see who could orgasm the most. Tiffany won.  

In the morning, the guys had left. Since they were at their own place, there was no walk of shame, of course. 

When they got up, they logged into the computer and absent-mindedly upped their monthly "membership" for support to $20 per month. 

They then talked about a bunch of stuff that girls talk about, even comparing their guys from the previous night. 

They reminisced about being college roommates (they weren't they met after college) and all the fun girl things they had done together over the years. Melissa said, "I am so glad to have you as a lover and a friend Tiffany!" 

"Aw, you're so sweet. You're the best thing a hot, bi-sexual girl could ever hope for!" They kissed passionately and headed back to the bedroom. 

 Somewhere, at the company that made the "Transformation Tights", a product manager was gloating over his success. 

"Boss he got another! There is no downside to this! We make a little money at a time, so we can sustain it, and we create more hot women for the world!" 

"You're right! Roll those out to Target too. We'll be zillionaires soon!"  

The End.