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A Woman's Clothes VI
By Donna Williams
At home my wife told me to change from my church clothes
into the bikini and she'd show me a trick for fitting it
properly. Once I had the bikini on I sought out my wife to
get her suggestions. I found her on the patio with a beach
towel in hand.
She handed me the towel and told me, "Spread it out on the
lawn, Sara and lay on your belly."
She took several pictures of me in this position from
various angles and then had me position myself in other
poses and she took more photos.
"Okay, Sara, I'm going to load these pictures on the
computer, lie still until I come get you."
About 30 minutes later she returned and asked me to follow
her to the den.
"I've sorted the pictures and printed out a few for your
'before' shots in the album. Now, see how the hair sticks
out along the crotch? We definitely need to shave you a
little in that area."
"Well," I replied, I can see that, but I can also see a
very ungirly bulge that shaving won't fix."
"Oh, but shaving and trimming with scissors will help. Go
to your room and strip the bottoms off, then lie on the
towel I have placed on your bed."
Once stripped I noticed the sun had reddened the skin and
left a very tell tale sign of what I'd been wearing. I then
pulled the straps from the bikini top down off my shoulders
and noticed the same thing.
"Ooh, nice tan lines Sara," remarked my wife from behind
me. "We'll turn you into a beauty queen yet. Now, quit
admiring yourself and get on the bed."
While lying on the bed she proceeded to shave and trim down
my hair and then tug, push and pull my skin into various
positions. I couldn't see what she was doing, but at one
point she pinched my skin and I felt a cool liquid dripped
on it.
"Hold still a few seconds," she ordered, while maintaining
a clamping pressure on my skin with her fingers. After
letting off the pressure gradually, she remarked, "Good, it
seems to be holding well. Now don't move."
She then pulled the bikini bottom back on and helped me up.
"Okay," she said, "back out to the towel and lay down again
and I'll take some "after" pictures." She then put me
through the same poses I had been in earlier and a couple
of more seductive ones. "Get some more sun, and I call you
when I have these pictures on the computer."
I still hadn't seen what she did to me, but I was finally
able to reach down and feel for myself. But I felt nothing,
my penis and balls were gone! I wanted to run in to look in
the mirror, but had to remain on the towel.
Finally, my wife called me back in and I was able to see
from the pictures that I was no longer male.
"What did you do?" I asked.
She replied, "Oh, I just moved a few things around, stuffed
your balls into the cavity above them, tucked your penis
back and folded the skin over to for a vagina. I then
superglued everything in place, so it should hold a while
and then I do it again when necessary."
"But how will I pee?"
"Sitting down of course," she laughed. "You can go look in
the mirror now."
In the bathroom, I stared at what once was and could feel
myself wanting to get hard, but the glue held tight.
Breaking my thoughts, I heard my wife tell me to get ready
to go to the park. I returned to my room to find a pleated
blue tennis skirt and matching panties, under which I was
to wear lacy white high hip style panties; a peasant blouse
which had ruffles instead of sleeves and only three
buttons, under which I was to wear a white padded lacy bra;
and a pair of white sandals with two inch heels.
On the way to the park, I asked, "Why couldn't I wear
shorts and tennis shoes like you, Mother?"
"You don't have any shorts, only dresses and skirts," she
replied, "and you know how boys love seeing girls in short
pleated skirts."
At the park we easily spotted Dan's umbrella and made our
way over to him.
"Hello ladies, he said, giving my wife a kiss. "You look
darling Sara," he continued, "I hope Mark can keep his mind
on the game once he sees you."
"Thank you, sir," I responded with a blush.
He then handed me a soda a pointed out where I might like
to stand to watch the game. I really didn't want to leave
him and my wife alone, but couldn't think of a good excuse
not to head over to where he had pointed.
As I stood along the sidelines, Mark ran over and
commented, "Wow, you look great Sara. Thanks for coming."
"Thanks' Mark," I replied.
He then led me over to where some of his friends and their
girlfriends were gathered, and made the introductions
before heading off with the other players to where his
coach was calling everyone.
I watched as the other girls sat down on the grass and
tried to emulate them. During the game they talked about
the boyfriends, and in trying to fit in, I joined the
conversation with comments on how cute I thought Mark was,
etc. My wife not only had me looking like a 14 year old
girl, but thinking and talking like one too. There weren't
many occasions during the game, which called for sheers'
but our boys did manage a couple of goals and we stood to
cheer these. I was then glad I had learned to jump and clap
like a girl when I was eight.
After the game, Dan and Mark asked if we had brought our
bathing suits to cool off in the park's pool. My wife said
that we hadn't and mentioned that we had to head on home
anyway so she get ready for work the next day.
For the remainder of the week and every week thereafter,
when I got home from work I had to practice doing my hair
and makeup everyday as well as help with the cooking,
cleaning and laundry, "as most daughters do," so said my
wife. On the weekends, we spent more time with Dan and
Mark, and even managed to get in some pool time. Looking at
my tan lines really got me horny, but I could do nothing
about it. The time spent went past the four weeks my wife
originally intended, as she said she was having trouble
breaking it off with Dan.
I reminded her, "It's probably a good time to tell Dan
about your transfer."
She said she would do it Friday night, as she and Dan were
going out to eat and probably some dancing.
That Friday evening (Saturday morning) she came in and told
me that he had told Dan, but had put the date as three
weeks away. Thus, I had to stay 14 for a few more weeks,
during which she gradually broke it off with Dan.
Near the end of those three weeks, I could see my wife was
not in the best of moods, and I would catch her staring at
me with a different look. Then, one day, she gave me real
big smile and remarked, "I guess it's time for another
change in your status. I need to go out and do some
shopping for your new things."
I was wandering how old I would be the next morning.
To be continued
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