Forced teen Feminization

To begin, I was your typical 18 year old boy. I was around 5 ft 10, 130 lbs, lots of friends and just finished highschool. I had a part time job at a gas station and worked with a lot of my friends. For the longest time (since around 12) I have had a strange addiction to crossdressing. I always figured myself as being bisexual but would never admit it to my self even when I would be dressing. As I got older and into highschool my crossdressing progressed from just sneaking a pair of my mothers panty hose, to stealing underwear, pants, bras, make up etc.. from my friends sisters (as I am an only child). I started wearing g strings and bras under my male clothes to school and to work. I started shaving my legs and using hair removal products for other parts of my body. No one ever seemed to notice so I kept doing it.

When I turned 18 I got a credit card, this opened up many doors in dressing. i started going online and buying female clothes and make up. I always caught the mail before my parents because I worked part time and the mail usually came around 3:00pm so I was lucky. I had all kinds of things now, I had blouses, shoes countless pairs of thoungs and sexy lingerie. I had more female clothes than male, and I hid them all around the house in the most sly places and was never caught… until one morning..

It was a Saturday morning when my cell phone rang, I was hungover from the following night, I looked at my phone and sure enough it was my boss. “Hello” I answered “Heyyy buddy, hows the head feeling hahahaha….Enough shit talk boy, Trent didn’t show up for workd again the little bastard! looks like your in, See you at 10 DON’T BE LATE!” I hung up my phone and thought what a great day to start my Saturday. So as I got out of bed, went to my closet and out of habbit grabbed some hidden feminie clothes, I grabbed a pink pair of victories secret panties, a black pair of stalkings with a flowery trim, a matching garter belt, to hold up my stalkings. I then put on a cute pink and blue 32b bra that went well with my underwear, I then put on a pair of wrangler jeans and a sweater so no one could see my bra and panties.

Walked to the kitchen to see my mother and father wide awake both staring at me.
“hey slugger your up early, got any good storys for me from last night” says my dad
“no dad nothing, but I have to go to work ill see you in a couple if hours”
“alright later dude” I walked out to my car it was a chilly day and I could feel my nipples perk a bit in the breeze through my bra and sweater. I headed to my car and got in and drove to work.

When I got to work my boss said was just walking out all he said to me was “hey pal, don’t worry about mopping or stalking shelves, steves got it tonight for the closing shift.” As he headed towards the door. So now it was me alone behind the till at work.

I sat behind the till for a few miniutes befor the first customer came into the store.
He was a fairly tall man with brown hair, very masculine facial fetures, brown eyes, tighter worked in blue jeans and a t shirt with the sleeves cut off, he had big biceps and hands, probably around 30 years old and about 200lbs.