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It finally happened. I had been dressing for years, but had
managed to hide it, or so I thought. My wife was on her way to work and
after hearing the garage door close I rushed to the bedroom. There I put
on her one-piece bathing suit. It always felt soo good against my nipples.
When I was done I went into the study to log on the computer. No sooner
had I logged on to my favorite site than she came bursting through the
door, claiming she had forgotten something. Bad enough I was in her
bathing suit but the site, pictures of transvestites having sex with each
other?! After yelling at me for almost an hour I was a mess, begging her
for forgiveness.
"I'll do anything you ask, just please don't leave me" I cried.
"Anything?"
I was shocked for a moment. The way this had been going, I
certainly wasn't expecting her to go for this. "Yes, anything."
"I'll be home tonight. We'll talk then."
Needles to say they day was miserable. I was so sure she was
going to come home with divorce papers in hand. I cleaned all day, even
deleted every picture I had saved on the computer just in case. I had
enough time to think about our problems. The friendship we had was
great, but sex was a drag. She often complained about it, and I would try
my best. I just couldn't get into it unless I fantasized about being the girl
while she fucked me! It was all a little heady, so I finished my cleaning
and drifted off.
"Wake up! What, you get me all upset and then take a nap? What
a jerk!" Guess she's home. I apologized and pointed out all the cleaning I
had done.
"Look I'm not going to screw around. I am very upset and yes I
DO have divorce papers all drawn up in case this doesn't work out. I am
prepared to work on this, but the question is, are you?" It wasn't so much
the question as the way she put it. Almost like a dare or challenge.
"Of course I am. You know I love you." What was she getting at?
"Well here's the deal. You know I love you too, but you also know
that you don't satisfy me. We've made a great partnership, but the physical
part of it is through. Besides I just don't have a cock, and we both know
that's what you want." With that a big smirk crossed her face. I blushed
and almost threw up just hearing her say it, and yet I was getting slightly
aroused. She could tell. "I thought you would like that. So here's what
we are going to do. I cannot afford this house on my own, much less the
rest of the bills, so we will stay married, legally at least. Beyond that, you
will be no more than my servant. No, my maid. You will cook; clean;
wash my clothes; continue to work and if I have someone over you will
stay out of the way unless I request otherwise. Do you understand what I
mean?"
I was stunned. After all the begging, the crying, what could I say?
I loved her, and she still loved me. So what would be wrong with that? I
already did most of the cooking and cleaning. No big deal. But work, that
was another problem. I had been promoted to a regional position and had
done a lot of telecommuting, with occasional store visits. I guess we
could work something out.
"I want you to really think about this. If you agree and then
change your mind, I will go to your family and tell them what you've been
doing. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"And when I say having someone over, it could be a woman, it
could be a man. Do you understand? No, I don't think you do. I am
going to let you have your dream. I will let you be a woman. But if there
isn't a man in the house anymore, who will please me?" She couldn't
possibly mean... "Exactly. No more sex from you. Ever. Our physical
relationship is over, no matter what you decide."
"So am I to go without forever? If that's what you want, I'll
consider it. Is that what you're asking?" Now I was getting scared.
"Not necessarily. I'm sure we can come up with something. You
need to decide. What will it be?"
"Okay, whatever you say." Not much of a choice, and if things
didn't work out, how bad could it be if I split?
"Fine, we start right now. Go to your closet and throw away all
your clothes. All of them, especially your sox and underwear. I'm going
to the store and will return with your new clothes. When you're done I
want you to take a shower using the hair removal lotion all over. I want
you nice and smooth, got it?"
"Yes Lori, anything else?"
"Yes. Don't call me Lori anymore. You don't deserve to use my
name. Ma'am will do, understand?"
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes ma'am." I can't believe she's going this far.
"Good, now off with your chores. I'll be home later. When you're
done showering wait in the bedroom with the door shut. Understand?"
"Yes ma'am."
I must have dozed off because I don't remember hearing her come
in. When I woke up she was standing over me with a smirk on her face.
"Feeling nice and rested? Good. I bought you some clothes. I
want you to put these on, and come out and join us."
"Us? Who else is here?" Now maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
"None of your business. Now shut and get dressed or get out."
"Yes ma'am. Sorry."
"If you think you're sorry now, just wait." And with that she
walked off, closing the door behind her. I opened the box and my heart
absolutely leapt. There was a black bra, thong, garter and stockings, black
patent heels, a frilly petticoat, and a gorgeous maid's outfit. After putting
it all on, I noticed what looked like a hatbox sitting next to it. It was a
wig. Long, blonde, with major bangs. Also in the box was some hot fuck
me red lipstick. After putting on the wig and lipstick, I moved to the
bathroom to peer into the mirror. I didn't look too convincing, though what
did I expect. The clothes did fit for the most part except for my raging
hard on, and my lips were so red. "Well, here goes" I thought. With that
in mind, I stumbled to the door, shaking from head to toe. What was out
there? Who?
"Ma'am?"
There was a moment of silence. What's going on? "Yes. What is
it?"
"Should I join you now?"
"What did I tell you? Of course! Now quit screwing around and
get out here. You're being rude." I'd never heard that tone of voice from
her. She was either really pissed or getting a little too much into this
"mistress" attitude. But isn't this what I always wanted?
I stumbled into the living room, heart going a mile a minute. As I
came around the couch the sight nearly knocked me over. It was Leno, the
guy from the club she worked out at. Add to that the fact that he had his
hand on her breast. Add to that she had his cock out and was stroking it.
"Leno, you remember Rich? Well he's not Rich anymore. Now
he's, how about Rachel? She wants so much to be a girl that I told her I
would let her give it a try. Is that okay with you?" Leno looked at me, his
eyes half glazed from the attention his cock was getting, the tip moist with
pre-cum. She knew how to give hand, and I knew what he was feeling.
"Sure. What did you have in mind?" He smiled.
"Well, I think with that hot red lipstick, she should try giving you a
nice blowjob. If she's good, maybe I'll let you fuck her. What do you say
to that? Leno, Rachel?"
"Sounds good to me. If she's half as good as you, I won't mind at
all." The words hung in the air as she looked at me, as if to dare me to say
something. At first I felt a sense of rage. I knew she had been doing
things behind my back! All those late nights closing up the gym, never
wanting to have sex anymore. And those weekends where she would just
disappear for a day or two, always claiming to be at her girlfriend's house.
So she had been screwing around. Now my turn.
"Rachel?"
"Yes ma'am," I stuttered.
"Get on your knees in front of Leno."
"Yes Ma'am," she wouldn't dare.
"Now open your mouth, and do as I tell you."
"Yes ma'am." Now this is getting carried away.
"Very good. Now, I am going to teach you how to give a proper
blowjob. I know I have given you a few in the past, but they have been
nothing like I can do. I just never wanted to put any effort into them,
sorry." Is she kidding? She must be on some kind of drug or something!
This is the same woman who wouldn't get near me when I was dressed up,
and now she is going to teach me how to give a blowjob?
"Pay attention, slut! Do you want to learn how to be a woman or
not?!"
"Yes ma'am, sorry ma'am." Maybe she won't get too carried away,
and it isn't like I've never given head before. Of course, I never told her
about the times I would go to the adult bookstore after work. All those
late nights I said I was doing the deposit when really I was working the
glory holes in my favorite video booth, watching the videos of real women
sucking and fucking. All the time being confused between a feeling of
jealousy at wanting to fuck a woman like that, and wanting to be beautiful
enough to be fucked like that. I guess if nothing else, I'd better be careful
not to be too good or she might suspect.
"Alright then. First I want you to purse your lips, kind of like
you're getting ready to kiss me, not that you ever will again. That's good.
Now, lower your head and kiss the end of his cock. Good, very good. Are
you sure you haven't done this before? Don't answer, I know all about the
video booths back in Indiana. Surprised, huh? You shouldn't be. You
didn't think I was some kind of idiot did you? I followed you more than
once, even watched as you performed for one of your anonymous lovers.
Now lick the head, gently at first. Good, all the way down to the base, and
back up, and finally take the head into your mouth. Isn't he delicious? I
just love the way he tastes. You will too, someday. Now start to work up
and down, using your tongue just under the head. Good. I'll make you a
real girl yet. Now as you come up, try sucking on it a little more. Very
nice. I'll bet you had those guys in the theatre cumming in minutes." With
that she let out one of the meanest laughs I've ever heard.
"Okay, enough fun for you. Now I want you to do something for
me. I want you to understand your place in this relationship. Do you
understand?"
"You want me to be your servant, right?" What else could she be
talking about?
"Pretty much. You are to do what I say, when I say, and how I say
to do it. Now I know you want to be a woman, and I'm going to help you,
but first you have to understand how far things are going to go. I'm going
to do something to show you your position, and I don't want to hear a
word from you, understand?"
"Yes ma'am," what the hell is going on?!
"I want you to go down on me, and make me as wet as possible.
You always were good at THAT at least. Come on, make me good and
wet." So I did as I usually do, although I had Leno's cock in my hand as I
did it. I licked her in all the right places, finally bringing her to a
screeching orgasm as she clamped her legs against the side of my head so
tightly and for so long I thought I might suffocate.
"Mmm, good girl. Now go sit down over there," and she gestured
to the corner across the room. "This is what you will NEVER be getting
from me again, though you WILL be instructed to watch, and maybe even
eventually take notes." She lifted her blouse over her head, and stepped
out of her skirt to reveal her tight stomach and firm breasts. Walking over
to Leno, she turned her back to him, facing me. Our eyes locked, and with
one fluid motion she lowered herself onto Leno, all the while looking right
into my eyes. "Pay good attention Rich. Once we've taught you to relax,
you'll be taking my place. Doesn't that sound wonderful?" Slowly she
began to move up and down, and I watched, as Leno's cock would
repeatedly disappear into Lori's wet opening. His hand found their way to
her breasts and began to pinch her nipples, causing her to bite her lip and
then moan deeply. Their pace begin to quicken and as I felt I would
scream, Leno grabbed her hips and thrust into her a final time, the two of
them quiver
When her eyes finally opened, the lust was gone. Her attitude
became almost clinical, like a doctor to a patient, or a teacher to a student.
"Of course, you will have to come a long way before you can do
something like that. Now I want you to come over here and clean us up."
I got up and headed to the bathroom for a washcloth. "No, I want you to
clean us up using just your mouth. You need to know what this is like,
juices mixed together. Soon enough it will be your own, but not today."
I turned and kneeled before them. Leno was still buried in Lori's
pussy, and as she lifted off of him I heard an audible pop. She was full,
and loved it. "Him first" she remarked. As I went to work on cleaning
him, she walked off into the bedroom. I proceeded to lick him clean, from
the tip of his cock to the base of his balls, all covered in my wife's juices.
When I was finished, he smiled, pulled his shorts up, thanked me, and let
himself out, leaving me on the floor with my wife's cum all over my face.
"Now my turn." Lori had returned with some papers in hand, sat
on the edge of the couch, and spread her legs opening herself to me. "Go
ahead and get to work but pay attention because I have to read you
something before you sign it." Sign what? Whatever. As I lowered my
head between her legs, she began to read. "I, Richard Summers, being of
sound mind and body, relinquish all my personal possessions to my wife,
Lori. I willingly agree to participate in the experiments detailed in this
document. I agree and forfeit the right to any protests, and will perform
any actions deemed necessary to properly fulfill said experiment. I also
agree to any and all medical procedures required until said experiment is
complete. I make this agreement under my own free will, under no sense
of duress, and with the understanding that the experiment may alter me to
extents which may not be reversed. Do you agree to these terms Rich?
Last chance to wimp out. What will it be?"
I sat back for a minute, considering my options. I still loved Lori,
but the fact I couldn't give up the clothes for her kept leading me back to
the conclusion that maybe this meant more to me. And I would still be
around her, even thought in a different capacity. This was something I
had truly dreamed about, and now that it was before me, I couldn't let it
slip away. "Where do I sing?" She put the pen in my hand and pointed to
half a dozen places for me to sign, which I did eagerly. When I was done
she looked at me, almost like when we were first dating. She leaned
forward and gave me a hug, shocking the hell out of me to say the least.
"I hope you know that even though things are changing, I do still
love you. I didn't do all this to hurt you, and I don't hate you even thought
I feel like I should. I know how you feel about me, and I also know you
can't give up the clothes any more than I could give up breathing. This is
going to be the best thing that ever happened to both of us. I promise
when we're done you're going to be the pretty feminine girl you always
wanted to be. My new girlfriend Rachel." She leaned over and gave me a
kiss, one last kiss. The last one I ever got from her.
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