Xaviera always disliked dressing the way males dressed out in public. He wore the slacks and the shoes according to the male dress code. Boxers and briefs were the order of the day, and he was damned if he wasn't the best dressed cat out on the streets. However, it wasn't him. Not really.

His father was distant, and never home. It wasn't like his dad was abusive or anything but working two jobs left a natural gap. Xaviera tried to fill the gaps with music and school work, video games and all the usual things. He always felt like something was missing. He had a few friends, mostly introverts like him. Once or twice he made friends with a girl as a kitten, and always pretended to hate playing 'dress up' and 'tea party'. Secretly, he loved it. His mother always doted on him, though she expected him to be a good boy.

Once he had gone through puberty and become a young adult, he had started to buy lingerie. In secret, even though he knew his mother would not rat him out, he bought bras and panties, stockings and other lacy undergarments. Xaviera let his hair grow long, though to the world at large he just liked the ponytail. He would slip them on when no one was home and let his hair down. It flowed long over his shoulders and down his back, and with the lingerie, he felt right. He didn't want to be female, he liked being a male with all the accompanying urges and desires. Simply put, he liked being pretty.

At night, he would dress up and gaze at his body for hours in the mirror, locking his door and quietly turning around, posing in feminine positions. When he had to go to bed, he reluctantly put on his male pajamas, placed his lingerie in his shoebox of pretty things, and slid it under the bed.

One day, he met a female zebra with the most gorgeous purple dress he'd ever seen. He followed her from the fancy club she had just left to the restaurant she entered to enjoy her dinner. He came inside the atrium and spoke to the greeter. "Excuse me, sir, can you tell me who that is?"

"I'm sorry, young man, but we cannot reveal information about our patrons, and you are hardly dressed for the occassion." The hyena looked at the purple leopalion disdainfully, his jeans and t-shirt not nearly black tie enough for him, obviously.

"Please, I have to speak to her. I just want to ask her one question, it won't take a moment," Xaviera pleaded.

The hyena greater adjusted his tie and shook his head. "Quite impossible. Now if you don't leave I'll call security."

In desperation, he called out to her. "Ma'am?! Miss Zebra! In the purple dress! Please!"

Lauren's ears perked up as she received her meal and turned over her shoulder. The waiter hastily apologized for the interruption to her meal and Xaviera saw her blocked from his view. He struggled as two men grabbed his arms and started to hoist him out of the restaurant.

She was so close, and soon he'd be forced away.

Suddenly, the dulcet tones of her voice came through. "Please, let the young man go. He's my guest this evening."

"What?"

"You heard me, I was expecting him."

The hyena looked at Xaviera doubtfully. "This feline? He's hardly dressed for this establishment."

"That was my fault, I forgot to tell him to dress nicely. I neglected to recall he had work right before our evening plans." Lauren's gaze did not waver from the men that held Xaviera, and he wondered if they would believe her or if he was to be thrown out like the night's trash. He did not know her, but she had for some reason taken a liking to him and chosen to intervene on his behalf. After a long moment, he felt the hands holding him let go.

Xaviera stepped forward. "Sorry, I'll know better next time."

"I think we can forgo the dress code just for tonight." Lauren took him by the hand and guided him to her table. She instructed him to order whatever he wished and she would settle the bill. As they ate, she looked over at him. "So what was that all about?" The zebra obviously meant the scene in the atrium.

Uncertain how to proceed, he swallowed nervously. Xaviera rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged. "I don't know how to say this, but... I love your dress. I just wanted to know where I could find one."

"It's custom made, cost me several thousand dollars," Lauren said.

"I see." His face fell.

Lauren touched his hand. "Come with me to my place after dinner."

"What for?" Xaviera asked. It had come out a bit sharper than he intended.

Lauren smiled. "I don't plan to undress in public." She smiled, and after their meal walked back to her place. She deliberately swayed her hips, her hooves making a sultry clack with every step.

Xaviera gulped, wondering if he was making a mistake. He entered her large luxury apartment and his jaw opened at the magnificence of it. His whole house would fit in her living room. She disappeared into the bedroom, and returned with a set of purple lingerie.

"Put this on."

"I'm sorry?" Xaviera asked, confused.

"You can't wear the dress without the matching undies. Now put them on." Lauren unzipped the back of her dress, and slipped her gown off. Clad in only her red and black lingerie, she placed the dress on a hangar and offered it to Xaviera.

The leopalion felt strange, having never shared his clothing habits with anyone. Now he was in a strange woman's apartment wearing her underwear. He timidly extended his hand towards the hanger that held the dress, and took it from her after a long gaze into her blue eyes. "Now what?"

"Now, you get dress. I've got a red gown I can wear. Then you and I are going to a high class party to have some fun."

Later that evening...

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Lauren is  LaurenRivers
Xaviera is  Xaviera
Art by  jameless