Feminine Persuasion

Out of her dresser she pulled out a pair of panties the same color as the corset, black and trimmed with lace. She said that she had no other idea, and they would be better then having my genitals hang out of the shorts as we ran, plus they were comfortable. She said what could it hurt, and no one would know but us and to just give it a try. I agreed knowing that we were short on time. They went up so smoothly up my legs as Ann pulled them up and into place. Ann said I looked great in them, but I looked odd with the little bulge in the front. She reached her hand inside the panties and pushed my genitals down between my legs a bit and then pulled the panties up a little more, making them hug my ass. Ann was in aw. Me standing there in her room, my long hair now out of the towel and hanging down, wearing a corset that pushed my fat around to have a chest, ass and hips, and wearing matching panties. She said I look amazing and couldn't believe I was a guy.

I didn't know hot to react except to say "thanks." She gave me the running shorts and even helped me put them on. I put on the sweat shirt, then my socks and tennis shoes. Ann then helped me brush my hair and pull it back into a ponytail, we grabbed some water bottles and we were off. We went around the park next to our apartments a couple times. I couldn't help but notice everyone that passed us. I wondered if they knew what I was wearing under my clothes. I could also feel my chest, hips and ass as we jogged. They seemed to be sticking out. I knew this would be taking care of the more I exercised and ate right.

After the jog, we went back to her place, where we showered together using her shower supplies, and then dried and lotioned each other up. Ann then gave me a pair of Lycra, lace, maroon panties and helped me into a matching corset. I asked her why I needed the panties still sense I could just wear my boxers. Ann said that my boxers were too big and that my skin needs to breathe so that it can sweat out the fat. The panties do not cover up as much skin as my boxers do and will help me to sweat more, and will keep in my hips and ass. It seemed like a good idea. I just hoped that no one would notice. I figured I was already wearing a woman's corset, what harm could the panties do. But why did the panties and corset need to be so feminine looking.