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The Photo Session
By Cute Little Stephie
It has been five years since the most embarrassing day of my life. However I
can remember every vivid detail as if it were yesterday. I am 27 years old
and have been married for nine years. I love my wife very much and I'm sure
she loves me too. It was the love for my wife that made me go through this
embarrassing ordeal.
I was 22 years old and had been on a diet for about six months. I was a
little chubby around the mid-section and I was not happy with my appearance.
I am six feet tall and at that time I weighed 210 pounds. I was fat. I went
on a diet and in six months time I had slimmed down to just 155 pounds. I had
been working out and had a nice muscular body. My legs were thin, my tummy
flat, and my chest rippled along every muscle. I shaved my body because it
made me look like one of those body builders on the sports channel. I would
oil up and strip for my wife and this excited here. But one evening she got a
devious idea.
"Honey, you look so thin and your long hair makes you look nice."
"Thank you sweety," I replied with a bashful grin. I always was a bit shy.
"I have an idea, since you are so thin and have that long hair let's see what
you look like in my bra and panties."
I was very embarrassed at the mere mention of it. But other parts of my body
were not so shy. My penis jumped with excitement at the mere mention of it.
"I don't think so." I protested a bit.
"Oh, come on. I saw your penis jump. It turns you on. Do it for me, just this
once." My wife looked at me with this sad puppy-dog look that I can never
resist.
I agreed and my wife slipped a black satin bra around me and hooked it in
back. Then she slid some matching satin thong panties up my legs and slid
them into place. The satin felt very nice against my skin and the
embarrassment added to the sensuality of the evening. I felt as if my penis
would explode. I was ready to make love all night long. However, my wife was
not quite ready.
"Since you have a bra and panties on I want to see what you look like in a
dress with make- up and your hair done."
"That's going a bit far. I don't feel comfortable with that." I was really
getting red in the face now. "Oh, come on. Just this once, for me? I will
never tell anyone and I will never make you do it again. I promise."
"OK, but just this once, and I better get paid good for this."
"Oh, you will. I promise." My wife ran her lips down my chest and kissed the
tip of my rock hard penis through the now wet panties.
She took my hand and led me into the bathroom where she began applying
make-up. She started by putting foundation all over my face. She said it
would give my face a nice even color. Then she put powder over that to cut
down on the shine. She then began putting eye shadow on my eyes. It was a
light pink at the top and a darker pink at the bottom near my eyes. She then
applied blush to my cheeks to make them rosy and then followed with pink
lipstick. I wanted to look but my wife made me wait while she did my hair.
She rolled my long brown hair up in hot rollers and curled my bangs with a
curling iron. After she removed the hot rollers she looked at my face and
smiled and giggled a bit.
"Can I look now?"
"Not yet, I need to put on the finishing touches." At that she grabbed some
tissues and stuffed them into my bra. "OK, now you follow me, you can't look
just yet." She led me into the bedroom where she made me stand while she
picked out a pair of white lace stalkings and a garter belt. She hooked the
garter belt around my waist and slid the stalkings up my legs. She then
hooked them to the garter belt. They felt good against my legs. She then
grabbed a short dress out of the closet. It was white with little pink
flowers on it. She dropped it over my head and adjusted it into place. Then
she took my hand and led me back into the bathroom. "All done, what do you
think?"
As I looked in the mirror I was speechless. The woman looking back at me was
gorgeous. The skirt came to mid-thigh and my legs looked great in the
stalkings. I looked nothing like a man. My wife must have loved it too
because we made love all night long. It was the best time I had ever had in
bed. Nothing was ever mentioned after that night about my transformation.
That is, for about a month.
...........................................
It was Saturday and I was sleeping in. My wife came in and woke me up with
breakfast in bed. She brought me some grain cereal, fresh oranges and
strawberries and a glass of grapefruit juice. I was very surprised at this
since it was not my birthday or our anniversary I hadn't expected anything
like this at all. "What is this for?"
"Just because I love you and you are so very sweet."
"Oh, thanks." I kissed my wife and began to eat. She then walked over to the
television and pushed play on our VCR and turned on the TV. I was shocked to
see what was on the screen. It was me dressed as a woman from our night of
passion just a month earlier. It was a video of my transformation and our
lovemaking. I was speechless. I froze in terror as I watched the screen.
"Now sweetie, I love you very much." My wife sat next to me on the bed and
took my hand. "And I know you love me, too. I want to have an adventure with
you today and I know you will love it. I will not tell you what I have
planned, but if you do not do exactly as I say I will make sure a copy of
this video gets to your co-workers."
I worked for a construction company and I knew that the guys at work would do
more than ridicule me if they found out about my night in a dress. They would
beat the crap out of me. They were a bunch of homophobic rednecks and hated
anything that wasn't totally masculine. I was very fearful. My eyes began to
tear up. "Honey! NO! You can't! The guys will kill me!"
"Oh, don't worry dear. No one will ever know, and we can burn the tape and
the other two copies if you co-operate today."
I knew that I was at her mercy. I could only agree and go along with whatever
she had planned. "Yes, I will do whatever you want." My head hung low in
shame. My wife put her hand under my chin and raised my head up so she could
look into my eyes. She had a big smile on her face and kissed me slowly on my
lips. I knew that I had made her very happy.
"You stay right here and eat your breakfast. I will be right back. And not
another word today unless I tell you to speak."
My wife left the room and I finished my breakfast. About 20 minutes later she
returned with a small handbag. She got out her nail kit she used to do her
nails. She proceeded to file my nails down until she was satisfied with the
shape. Then she pulled out some false nails and glued them onto my real
nails. Once the glue had dried she filed them until she was again pleased
with the shape. She then applied a light pink fingernail polish and a clear
topcoat to them. "Don't worry honey, these will come right off tonight with
some fingernail polish remover." She then painted my toenails to match,
placing a cotton ball between each one. "Now that looks pretty, doesn't it?"
"Yes." I replied in a quiet voice.
"Well, that doesn't sound too sincere, but that's ok. You will get use to
this by the end of the day."
I wondered what she meant by that. She walked over to the closet and picked
out a pair of dress pants and a nice shirt for me. She then laid out a pair
of socks and a pair of dress shoes, a pair of pink panties with lace across
the butt and around the waist.
"Now you get dressed in exactly what I have laid out for you and come
downstairs when you are finished. Make sure your nail polish is dry first
though. I don't want you to mess it up."
I waited about ten minutes until I was satisfied that my polish had dried and
got dressed. Once I was dressed I looked like a guy, except for my
fingernails. I went downstairs and my wife was waiting holding her purse, a
plain brown shopping bag that was full and a hanger with something hiding
under a plastic cover. "Come on, we are going out."
"With my fingernails like this?" I had the sound of fear in my voice.
"I told you not to speak unless I gave you permission. One more time and that
video goes to work. Besides, we are going out of town for the weekend and you
won't see anyone you know."
I followed my wife out of the house and got in the car. We drove to Kansas
City, which is about sixty miles from our house, and then continued to Lenexa
to a mall that was even farther away. She was right; the chance of seeing
anyone we knew was very slim. When we arrived she parked and got out of the
car.
"Come along sweetie, we don't want to be late."
I got out of the car and my wife took my hand and began to lead me into the
mall. I stuffed my other hand into my pocket to hide the nail polish. Once
inside the mall she led me straight to a place called Glamour Shots.
"Hi, we have a one o'clock appointment for Stephanie Johnson."
"OK, have a seat there Stephanie and fill out this form." The girl behind the
counter handed a clipboard to my wife.
"Oh, I'm not Stephanie, she is." My wife pointed to me. "Oh, OK." The girl
behind the counter pushed the clipboard toward me and giggled. I was
reluctant to take it because of the fingernail polish on my fingers.
"Go ahead and take the clipboard Stephanie." My wife was grinning now,
enjoying my embarrassment.
I held out my hand and took the clipboard. The girl behind the counter saw my
hands and started laughing even harder now. She then went into the back and
came back out with another girl who looked at me and began to laugh too. It
was so embarrassing I began to wish I would just die. I decided to fill out
the form to take my mind off of things and was happy that no one else was in
the shop. By the time I had finished with the form two other young girls had
come in, apparently to have their pictures taken. They were sitting across
from my wife and I, whispering in each other's ears and looking at me and
giggling.
At that time another young girl came from the back of the store and called,
"Stephanie Johnson."
"Oh, that's you honey," my wife grabbed my wrist and we got up. She led me
into the back following the other girl.
"You can change in here Stephanie." The girl opened a dressing room door for
me and I went inside.
"Here you go honey, come back out to the waiting room when you are changed
and get me." My wife handed me the shopping bag and the hanger and left me,
closing the door behind her.
I went through the shopping bag first and found that inside there was a pair
of lacy white garter stockings with a flower design on them. There was also a
white lace garter belt, a white lace bra, some white paten leather Mary Jane
style shoes with a white bow on the toe, a pair of white gloves and a pair of
silicone size b false breasts. I put on every thing except for the gloves. I
stuffed the breasts into my bra and was surprised at the extra weight I felt
on my chest. I then pulled the plastic off of the item on the hanger to
reveal a white dress with a veil. I was horrified. It looked like a little
girl's communion dress. I struggled to get it on, but was not able to finish
because it buttoned up the back and I could not get it buttoned. I looked out
and did not see my wife. Just then the girl who showed me to the dressing
room came around the corner and noticed me.
"Do you need some help sweetie?" She didn't wait for me to answer. She
stepped into the dressing room and began to button up my dress. "Oh, you look
so pretty dear. Don't put the veil on yet, though. We will put it on you when
we do your hair." She finished buttoning my dress and tied a bow in the back.
I stood there looking at my dress. It WAS pretty. It had a high lace collar
and puffy sleeves with the same lace at the bottom of the sleeves, which came
just above my elbow. There was a lace bib that came down in front and a satin
sash around my waist, which was tied into a big bow in the back. The skirt
came just above my knee and flared out just a bit. I looked like a little
girl. I slipped on my white gloves and left the dressing room. I found it
hard to breathe because of my embarrassment. I went back out into the waiting
room and was shocked to see two more girls in the store with their
boyfriends. My wife was talking to them.
"See, there she is now. Doesn't she look nice guys?"
"Holy cow, that's your husband?" One guy said staring at me while the other
just sat there grinning.
I was so embarrassed, I started to turn and run toward the back but just then
my wife grabbed me and pulled me back. "Now come here and sit nicely like a
good little girl. You have to wait until they come for you." I later learned
that I could have stayed in the dressing room and they would have came and
gotten me when they were ready. It was about five minutes and another girl
came out and called my name.
"Stephanie Johnson." I stood up. "Come on back sir." She giggled. "I will be
doing your hair and makeup.
My wife stayed in the waiting room and I followed the girl to another room
where two other girls were getting made over. "Oh, she's so cute, I should do
that to my husband," one of the girls said as she smiled looking at me. "Mine
would never allow that," the other girl looked enviously upon me.
I sat there as the stylist curled my long hair until it fell into ringlets
behind me in a Shirley Temple style. She then applied pink eye shadow, pink
blush and pink lipstick to my face. Then she affixed the veil on my head and
turned me to the mirror. I really looked like a little girl now. She then led
me to another room where they took twelve pictures of me.
At the end of the photo session the photographer said, "You can go change now
dear." Just as I got up I noticed my wife standing there.
"No she can't, you look so pretty let's just keep you like that the rest of
the day."
We went and ate lunch and did some shopping. Everywhere I went I was
addressed as miss and everyone thought I was a girl. No one paid much
attention to me; other than to tell me I looked pretty and asked if I was
dressed up for something special. Some asked curiously how old I was and my
wife abruptly applied, "My sister is fifteen. Doesn't she look cute?" I think
that most people thought it was odd that a fifteen-year-old girl would be
dressed in such an outfit, but I did get use to it. I didn't talk because I
was afraid that my voice would give me away. I was very pleased that my wife
had told me earlier not to talk without her permission. I now saw why she had
given me that command.
At the end of the day we went to a hotel where my wife checked us in and then
went to our room. Once we arrived she said, "You can speak now dear. I bet
you are glad too."
"Thank you. I hope you had fun. I will never do this again."
"I wouldn't be so sure, remember, I have pictures coming I can show around
now."
"You wouldn't!" I really was scared now.
"Don't worry, I love you dear. You fulfilled a fantasy for me today. There's
just one more thing for you to do and we can get rid of all the evidence."
I wondered what the next thing was just as there was a knock on the door. My
wife ran to the door and opened it. There stood the two girls from the
photographers with their boyfriends with them.
"You are going to satisfy these guys while me and the girls go down to the
bar for drinks. I don't want to hear any protesting either, or I will show
these photos to everyone we know." My wife left and the two guys stood there,
begin to undress.
I froze in sheer terror. These guys were naked now. One came around behind me
and pushed me to the floor, making me kneel on all fours. The other guy came
around front and got on his knees in front of me. He put his penis to my
lips. "Open up Stephie," He shoved his hard cock into my mouth. I took it
easily and began sucking hoping to get this over with quickly. Just then I
felt the guy behind me pull down my panties enough to get to my ass. I felt
something wet against my butt and he said he was lubing me up. He then shoved
his cock gently into my ass and began working it in and out. It hurt so badly
that I began to cry. This must have felt good to the guy whose cock I was
sucking because he began pushing his cock in and out faster. Just then the
door opened and in came my wife with two other guys.
"Make sure you swallow every drop of cum sweetie, or else." My wife said in a
stern voice.
The guy whose cock was in my mouth shot a huge load of salty cum and I
swallowed every bit. Then the other guy came around front and I finished him
off swallowing his cum too. After this they got dressed and left, but there
were two guys still there.
"Come kneel here by the bed sweetie. You did such a good job I have a special
treat for you." I kneeled next to the bed where my wife was seated. One of
the remaining guys came over and my wife began to stroke his penis. "Open up
sweetie," I opened my mouth and he shot his load into my mouth. Then the next
guy. I felt like a cum receptacle.
After this the guys left and my wife began to explain that she had made a
business arrangement. She said that I was to dress like this every weekend
and come to the hotel to be the local slut. I would not receive any payment
but the management would pay my wife for supplying entertainment to the
businessmen in town. She then stated that when we got home she had a surprise
for me.
When we arrived home there was a machine in our living room. It was a
platform with shackles for my wrists and ankles. It had a bench for me to lie
over. I lay across it and my wife locked me in. Then a penis shaped device
attached to a tube was placed into my mouth and locked into place with a
strap around the back of my head. Another penis shaped device was crammed
into my ass and began to enlarge and vibrate. My wife explained that the
device in my mouth would inject me with female hormones to help me sprout
breasts while the device in my ass would spread me apart so I could take
cocks without pain. She explained that it was for my own good, and that
nothing would change in our lives other than my weekend slut service. Of
course I quit my job at the construction company because we made plenty of
money off of my slut service. Since then I have been working as a slut
sucking cocks and getting sodomised. My wife was right, I got use to it. In
fact, I now love it!
I suggest every man dress as a sissy and give some head. It is great once you
get use to it!
The End.
Mikayla
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