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The Accident By Margaret Jeanette Monica Hanson was enjoying her usual Saturday routine. She enjoyed spending the whole day shopping. She had arrived at the mall when it opened and had already found a ravishing red dress. She was just about to start her route to visit all of he shoe stores when it hit. She got one of her headaches. It was a hard one. She knew she had to go home and take one of the pills the neurologist had prescribed and lay down until it went away. She knew once it was gone she wouldn't get another one for over a week. She got into her car and started the twenty-minute drive home. She thought about her husband, Donald. They had been married for five years and in all that time the most exciting thing he had done was buy a different car. All he seemed interested in was his flower garden. She thought about his small penis, which she thought matched his small feet. She wondered how she could get him interested in something like dancing or swimming, two pastimes she enjoyed. She wondered why she married dull Donald. She arrived home and parked in the driveway, then grabbed her new dress and when in the house headed for the bedroom to hang it up. As she passed the opening to the living room she saw Donald engrossed in the morning paper. He didn't even know she was home. She was hanging up the dress when she pictured that he too was wearing a dress. She could envision his nylon-clad legs coming out of a skirt. She thought it couldn't be, not her dull Donald. She went back to the opening and looked and sure enough, he was sitting there in a dress and wearing nylons. He had the paper up and still didn't realize she was there. Her headache was killing her but she stepped into the room. "What the hell is going on? What are you wearing?" The paper ripped as it quickly dropped to cover his legs. He looked totally shocked and asked, "What are you doing home?" Monica said, "I got one of my headaches. What are you doing in a dress?" He said, "I just wanted to see what it felt like. I read an article in last week's paper about men in dresses and how they said it felt so nice. I can't see why though, it doesn't do anything for me. I'll go change!" Monica said, "No, leave it on. Get me one of my headache pills and a glass of water." He got the two things and gave it to her. Then he said he would change. Monica said, "No, I told you to leave them on. I am going to lie down until this headache is gone. While I'm doing that you can clean the living room and the kitchen. The kitchen floor needs mopping. You better be wearing what you have on when I get up." She got up to go lie down. She saw he was wearing a blue dress and black pumps with a three-inch heel. All she wanted was the headache to go away. She was gone and he got the carpet sweeper and started the living room. By the time he was mopping the kitchen floor his legs were aching. He wanted to get the heels off but then remembered Monica telling him to leave the clothes on. He wondered what she would do. Would she want a divorce or what? He decided not to dwell on it. He finished everything and wondered what else he should do. He decided to mop the bathroom and half bath floors. It wouldn't hurt to try to make some points with Monica. He finished them and put everything away. He then cautiously and quietly went and checked on her. She was sleeping and he saw she had a smile on her face. He knew the headache was gone. He went and sat on the couch to wait for her to get up. He had a sense of dread. Monica woke up and lay there. She then remembered what she had seen when she got home. She wondered what she should do about it. She wondered if he was gay or what. Then she thought about the fact that she detested housework and maybe she could get him to do it all. A smile came over her face as she thought about how she could be in control of everything from now on. She got up and put a stern look on her face and went to have a talk with Donald. She sat in the recliner he usually sat in when both of them were in the room. She had looked at the kitchen floor and it shone so she knew it was mopped. A quick thought of how she hated dong floors shot through her head. She said, "Now tell me, how long have you been putting on a dress when I am gone? Are you gay or what?" He said, getting tears in his eyes, "This is the first time. I am not gay. I just wanted to see how it felt is all. I have found out I don't care for wearing a dress." She said, "But you are in a dress now and from now on I will decide what you will wear. You put the dress on, I didn't tell you or force you to did I?" He said, "No, but I told you I just wanted to see how it felt. I know I shouldn't have but I did. I'm sorry if I upset you. I am truly sorry about this whole thing." He was sobbing and she knew he meant every word of it but she wasn't going to give up. She said, "You haven't experienced everything a woman experiences. You are going to give it a chance. I have decided that. I'll also decide when you can return to your men's clothes. Now, follow me." She led him into the bedroom and had him sit on her vanity bench. She proceeded to make up his face. When she was satisfied she asked him where he got his dress. He told her he saw it at Wal-Mart for five dollars and picked it up. She asked him where he got his bra and what was it stuffed with. He said, "All the rest of the clothes are yours. I am sorry I borrowed them. The bra is stuffed with a pair of socks in each cup. The shoes are just a little bit big but they fit OK." She said, "What were you planning to do this afternoon?" He said he was gong to weed the flowerbeds. She asked how long that would take and he told her about two hours. She said, "Well, go and do your weeding then. After you are done I'll think of something we can do." He asked, "Can't I change out of these clothes?" She said, "Sure, I'll get you something to wear for weeding." He had the clothes off before she returned with her red polka dotted bikini. She told him to put it on. He told her he didn't want to. She told him he was going to experience what women experience and he had better get it on if he knew what was good for him. He wasn't used to her being so dominant and did as she said. She handed him a pair of white strappy sandals to wear and told him to get going and do the weeding. He went out and cautiously peered around to see if he saw anyone. He didn't so he went out and started weeding. It took him a full two hours to finish and when he was finished he was glad no one had saw him as far as he knew. He went back into the house. While he was out there Monica had been thinking. She knew she had him right where she wanted him. She had never thought about him being submissive before but now saw that he was. She wondered how far she could take him. When he came in she told him he was to change. She went with him into the bedroom where she had laid out a blouse and skirt outfit with pink underwear. She told him to put it all on as they had some shopping to do. He protested that he couldn't go out wearing a skirt. She asked, "You don't want to wear a skirt, would you rather wear shorts?" He said yes and she handed him a pair of black short trimmed with white lace around the pockets and leg openings. She told him not to waste time getting dressed as the stores were open for three more hours and they had better get going. Dismally he put the shorts on and then a pair of black sandals with a two-inch heel. She handed him a clutch purse telling him she had put everything he needed in it. Quickly she had him in the car and they were on their way. She pulled into a five store strip mall and when they had parked he said, "I can't go anywhere like this. Please let me stay here!" She said, "Would you rather go to the big mall where there are a lot more people?" Reluctantly he got out and followed her into a store. Once inside he saw it was a wig outlet. He looked around and there must have been three hundred wigs there. Monica led him down three aisles before she stopped at a wig that caught her eye. She was feeling it when a woman came up to them. The woman asked if she could help. "I am looking for a wig for my sissy husband here. I want one in his hair color, maybe medium length and curly." The woman asked if she wanted human hair or synthetic material. The woman said synthetic material was easier to take care of. Monica told her the synthetic sounded fine. The woman led them to the next aisle and produced a wig that was a perfect match for his hair color and had scads of curls. She produced a wig cap and soon had it on his head. He was blushing deep red as she did this. Monica said it was perfect and they bought it. She then drove them to another store where she picked him up four dresses. When he asked why he needed so many dresses Monica told him before she was done he would probably have more dresses than she did. They were back in the car when Monica said to him, "You are going to need a whole new wardrobe. You can't be borrowing everything from me. So, we are going to get you everything you need for yourself." He was dismayed at this turn of events. He had never seen her so driven before. She soon had him in a store that specialized in foundation garments. When they left he had two corsets, one white and the black one he had on. They had also purchased a half dozen long-line bras for him. Monica had specified to the girl who waited on them that she wanted them tight and controlling. Each bra had steel stays that held his ribs tighter than the corset did. They stopped at a medical supply store that was open to the public and there they ended up with a pair of life-like breast forms one cup size bigger than Monica's breasts. Then she stopped at an adult store where she selected two pair of heels with six-inch heels that locked on his feet. He was made to wear the red pair out of the store. The other pair was a black strappy pair with six-inch heels. He had wondered where he would ever wear them but didn't say anything. He could only take miniscule steps in the red ones. She then stopped at a western store and when they left he had two square dance outfits complete with petticoats and short skirts. Monica told him they were going to take up square dancing. They had also gotten him a pair of white cowgirl boots with a three-inch heel. She parked in front of a beauty salon that had a sign stating they were open for two hours yet. Monica took him in and told the lady she wanted her husband to have a complete facial if there was time. The lady said there was time and Monica told her what all she would like done if possible. The lady told her it was no problem. He stood and stared at the floor as they were talking. He was wondering when it would all end. He was escorted to a chair and was surprised when the girl took his wig off and started giving him a haircut. Suddenly he felt her shaving his head. He asked what she was doing and she told him she was shaving his head so they could glue his wig on. He was in shock and didn't realize a girl had come and put his fingers into a bowl of liquid. He was in a daze as they worked on him. He yelped in pain when they plucked his eyebrows. He didn't know what was all going on but he knew somehow that he was being changed and he didn't like it. He made himself not resist them however. He wondered why he didn't just get up and walk out. Something made him sit there submissively. When they were done he saw a not bad looking woman in the mirror. He knew he wouldn't recognize himself with all the changes. They helped him out of the chair. He was still wobbly on the high heels. When Monica told him to pay for everything he was aghast at how much it cost. He had trouble getting out his credit card due to the ultra long fingernails that had been attached to his fingers. He looked at them shining in the light and couldn't believe they were his. They made his hands look so feminine. They were on their way home when Monica noticed a women's clothing store still open. It was one she had never been to before. They stopped and went in. She immediately spotted some women's slacks with a back zipper. She picked up a pair of black and charcoal gray ones for him. They had no pockets in them. When they got home Monica told him to put his new clothes away. While he was doing that she was thinking how when she met him she was applying for a job at his company. She thought she was so lucky to be marrying the boss. She quit working six months after they were married as the business was doing great and there was no reason for her to go to work. She thought how she missed it, not going to work every day. She missed the company of her co-workers and the good times they had together. When he was done she told him to sit down. He sat and she said, "You are going to wear women's clothing for the foreseeable future. I will decide how long you will wear them. Do you understand?" He said he understood but what about work. She continued, "You will wear what I tell you. You tell me you understand, then you question it." He asked, "Can I wear my men's clothes to work is all I am asking." She said, "I told you I will tell you what to work. Now, I was going to let you wear a pair of those slacks we got you today on Monday for work but you need to learn what I am saying so I think you can wear a dress to work now." He pleaded, "No, please let me dress as a man for work." She said, "I'll tell you what, I'll let you wear a pair of those slacks to work Monday if you name me president of your company. I have been thinking of going back to work and I think I can handle the job of president. After all, your secretary does most of the work anyway." He asked, "What about me, what am I supposed to do?" She said, "I'll look, and I think I can find something for you to do. I'll let you wear slacks until you no longer do the job of a man. Then you'll wear a dress. Understand?" He didn't and said so and she explained that when and if he wasn't doing the job of a man he would be wearing a dress or blouse and skirt. He finally told her he understood but couldn't see why he had to name her president of the company. She said, "I am in charge here, right? So I am going to be in charge at work also. I will be in charge of you no matter where you are. Can't you see that?" He understood and told her so. She said it was time for him to take his bath. She went into the bathroom with him and did his bath adding floral smelling bath salts that she knew would remain with him for quite awhile. She told him to shave everything below his neck. He did as instructed. He was going to leave the bathroom when Monica walked in. She showed him how to dust himself with perfumed powder. He hated the smell of he powder but didn't say anything. She gave him a pair of powder blue panties trimmed with lace to put on. Then she produced the corset for him to put on again. He asked why he had to put that on and she told him it was to train his body. She laced him up so tight he had to take very shallow breaths. She finished by having him put on a floor length blue satin nightgown that was liberally trimmed with ruffles and lace. He was in a state of despair. He slept fitfully and when he awoke on Sunday morning he was very unhappy with the way Saturday had gone. He vowed to have a talk with Monica. He went into the bathroom to do his morning shave and when he looked at his face it still had all he make-up from the visit to the beauty parlor. He tried to wash it off but it didn't come off. He decided he would have to ask Monica how to remove it. He shaved and when he finished and went in the bedroom he saw Monica was awake in bed. She said, "I think I'll have a glass of orange juice and a couple pieces of buttered toast. You can bring it to me here." He didn't say anything but went and made the toast and got her orange juice. He figured he wanted her in a good mood when he talked to her. He took her breakfast to her. She said, "While I am eating you can get dressed. Put on your white bra and panties set and you can wear your white slip with the lavender dress. Then put on the beige stockings. You should be able to hook them to the garters on your corset. If you have trouble I'll help you but you have to learn to dress yourself. Your black strappy high heels will go good with your outfit." He said, "I have to talk to you. I want to dress as a man today." She said, "I'll tell you what you can dress as a man today if you agree to wear what I told you to wear today tomorrow. Of course that means no slacks tomorrow." He said, "Yesterday I did something wrong. You are taking it a lot further than I ever would have. This has to stop. I am telling you yesterday was the only time I ever did something like that. Now, tell me how do I get this make-up off?" She said, "That make-up is on for at least a week to ten days. They put on their special long lasting make-up. You will have your beautiful face for at least that long. Now, do you want to look like a man in make-up today or do you want to look like a person who is supposed to be wearing make-up?" Knowing he was defeated he got dressed as she said. Monica was feeling pretty good about herself. She knew she had him and she wasn't going to let go of dull Donald. She finished breakfast and called him to get the dirty dishes. He picked up the tray and took it to the kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Monica came out singing a song he didn't recognize. She looked at him and said, "We have some more shopping to do today. You know it's funny; I enjoy shopping for you as much or more than shopping for myself. Get your purse so we can get going. He got his purse and soon they were at the big mall. He could only take small short steps in the ridiculously high heels. She led him to a dress boutique that specialized in dresses for the working girl. By the time they left he was carrying six more dresses. She had him stop at an earring kiosk to get his ears each pierced in three places and she picked out some earrings for him. Then she took him to one of the anchor stores where she picked out a woman's watch for him. It came with a matching bracelet. Then she picked out some necklaces, bracelets and more earrings for him. She picked out two ankle bracelets for him. One had a little bell that actually rang when the wearer moved. Then she stopped at a specialty-clothing store. She picked two aprons, one a half gauzy one with lace trim on a heart shaped pocket and the other a full-length pinafore with ruffles on the shoulder straps trimmed in lace. He wondered what they were for but didn't ask. She made him pay for everything and every time he opened his purse he had trouble with the long nails. One time when he opened it a tampon fell out. He blushed deeply as he picked it up and put it back into his purse. She then had him accompany her into the swimsuit emporium. She asked whether he liked a blue floral bikini or the red one with thin white stripes better. He said he didn't care and she told him to take both. He had cramps in his legs and asked her if they could sit for a while so his legs could rest. Monica told him, "A woman doesn't rest when she is shopping. Can you think of anything else you need? Would you like more dresses or anything?' He said no and she said, "Well, we are going to shop until you tell me something you want to get for yourself. You have to pick the store and pick what you want. Then we may or may not go home." They were walking the wrong direction to be going to the car. His legs ached more and more. Finally he asked to stop in a jewelry store. He asked if he could get a black ribbon chocker with a cameo on it. Monica said it was beautiful and he should get it. When they left the store they were still going away from where the car was parked. Finally she turned into a store that sold fancy dresses. They looked at evening gowns. He told her an emerald one would look good on her. She agreed it was a beautiful gown and said she was going to get it. Then she told him to pick one out for himself. He looked and looked but couldn't find one that caught his eye. Then he saw a lavender one in crushed velvet. Monica checked and it was available in his size. She asked him if he really wanted this one. He said yes. She told him to ask her nice if he could get this one to wear. It was one of the hardest things he ever had to do but he asked, "Monica, can I please get this one to wear, please!" Monica said, "I can't say no to your pleading. You can get it if you promise me you'll wear it tonight when we go out to eat." He promised and they walked out with both dresses. They headed back to the car. He was loaded down with packages and she walked fairly fast. It was very hard for him to keep up to her. He heard his heels clicking on the marble floor. He was amazed no one paid any big amount of attention to them. They were back in the car and he said, "It feels good just to sit. My legs are killing me." Monica said, "I don't want to hear any complaining about your legs. I walked as far as you did and you don't hear me complaining. Do you? I am going to teach you not to complain. I am going to stop at Fleetwood Mall and we will do some shopping, then you can walk home from there." He said, "That's three miles. Come on have a heart! I was just saying my legs hurt. You are wearing flat shoes and I am wearing heels." Monica said, "Would you like to get out here? It is only about five miles from here to home." He sat quietly pondering his fate. He knew he had to do something to change her mind but what could he do. He didn't know. She stopped in at Fleetwood Mall and they looked at more dresses but didn't buy any. He was thankful for that. They walked the entire length of the mall. When they were at the far end Monica told him he could start walking home. He thought it was crazy and said to her, "Why can't I ride with you? I didn't mean any harm in the remark about my legs." She said, "If I were you I'd start walking unless you want to come with me and see where I can find to let you off. It might be a lot further from here than you think. You might be late getting home if you don't start walking right now." Defeated he started walking. He went two blocks and decided to take his heels off. He was surprised to find that they were locked on his feet. He continued walking. Halfway home he had to go to the bathroom. He stopped at a convenience store and used the ladies room. He got his second wind and his legs seemed not to hurt as much, He walked faster and the distance seemed to melt away. Finally he was on his own block. He walked up to the front door and tried the door. It was locked. He rang the bell. It took Monica at least four minutes to finally answer it. He entered and she said, "It's about time you got home. Go make up the bed. You didn't do it this morning. Change the bed linens while you're at it." He went to do as she said. He made up the bed and dropped the bed linens down the laundry chute. When he went back by Monica she told him to do the laundry and hang the stuff outside when it was washed. She told him while it was washing he could cut some flowers for the table. He went and did as she said. When he came back in to her and sat down she asked how he could sit there when there was so much to be done. He asked what she was talking about and she told him to clean the stove in the kitchen. He slowly got up and went to do what she had said. She watched as he got up and she could see he was hurting but she wasn't about to let up. She thought let the sissy see what it is like being a woman. She heard him busy cleaning the stove. She called him in by her. He came in and sat down in the recliner. She said, "I didn't say you could sit down. You sit when I tell you that you can sit. Now get up. I have something that I was thinking about to talk to you about. We can't be calling you Donald when you are dressed like that can we?" He said, "I don't know. Donald is my name. We shouldn't have to change it." She said, "Do you have a favorite feminine name? You know one that you like or that sounds nice." He said he couldn't think of any. She said, "Your name was Donald Louis Hansen. We'll have to think if we can come up with the same initials. I have it we'll call you Debra Lynn Hansen. How does that sound?" He asked. "Why do you have to change my name? I don't think it is necessary. I just can't see why you insist on changing my name." She said, "You promised to go out wearing that evening dress, do you want me to call you Donald in front of the waiter or host or waitress?" He said, "No, that would be very embarrassing." She said, "Then your name is Debra Lynn Hansen. OK?" He said it was all right and she asked him what his new name was. He answered Debra Lynn Hansen. Monica said, "That is the only name you will use from now on. Do you understand?" He said he did and she sent him back to finish his cleaning. He was cleaning and wondering what was going to be the end result. He wondered how he would get out of all of this. His legs started to cramp but he walked it off. By the time he had the last load of laundry hung up the first load was dry. He took it in and was folding it when Monica came out and took quite a bit of it and told him to iron it. He got an ironing board out and started ironing. He wondered why it had to be ironed, as he couldn't remember Monica ever ironing anything. By the time he had that much ironed the rest of the wash was dry. He got it in and Monica picked a half dozen more items for him to iron. He finished the ironing and folded all the laundry and put it away. Monica told him it was time to get ready to go to eat. Monica told him his black heels would go great with the dress. When he had it on he looked in the mirror. It hugged his body and showed curves he never knew he had. He decided that the corset was giving him those curves. On the way to eat Monica asked, "Would you rather be called Debra or Debbie? I don't want to call you something you don't like." He said either was all right. She was delighted that he was getting brainwashed so easy. She wondered where all of this would end. She knew if it were up to her he would be as he was for a long, long time. They ate at a steak house that they liked. He was amazed that as well as they were known there the host only talked to Monica and asked where Donald was. She told him Donald was gone and she wasn't sure when he would return. The host held his chair as he sat down. They were eating when he asked her, "Where are you going with all of this? Where is it going to end? When is it going to end?" She answered, "I don't really know where we are going. I don't know about the end you ask about in either of your questions. Answer me this, were you always as submissive as you are now?" He told her, "I don't know if I was or not. I know I have changed in the last two days. If I had known this was going to happen I would never have put that dress on. I never saw you like this before. Did you change or was it all an act before?" She said, "I think I have always wanted to dominate. It just came to fruition when I found you in a dress. I know I finagled you into something so you can't back out but I am not sorry for it so far." He now knew she wasn't sure of what she was doing. He felt good about that but still couldn't think of anything to say to change her mind about having him wear a dress. They returned home and when he asked her if there was anything else she wanted she told him the time was his. He sat and relaxed. He thought about asking her to unlock his shoes but decided as long as he wasn't standing on his feet it wasn't so bad. As they got ready for bed he asked her if she would undo his corset. She told him to keep it on but to come by her. She tightened the laces some more. He thought he was getting cut in half. He asked her to unlock his shoes. She told him she forgot where she put the key and that he should wear them to bed. He got into bed a very uncomfortable man. He fell asleep quickly because of all of his exertions that day. He woke up fully refreshed. He went in and shaved his face as close as possible. He was dreading going to work. He didn't want to name Monica president but couldn't see any way around it. His cleaning supply business was going great and he didn't know if she could handle it. He went back into the bedroom and saw Monica awake in bed. She told him to get her her usual breakfast. He went and got the buttered toast and orange juice and took it to her. When he served it she said, "Well, today's the big day. You get to make your announcement to the staff. It will be good to get back into the working world." He said, "If that is all you want I could make you a special sales representative or something. I could give you your choice of hours, whatever you want." She said, "I told you what you are going to announce. You will announce what I told you, no questions about it! Now, get dressed!" He reminded her, "You said I could wear slacks today, remember." She said she remembered. She told him to put on his black panties and bra. He put them on then she told him to put on a black camisole. He put it on then she told him to put on the white blouse hanging on the end of his closet. He got it out and saw it had short sleeves and was decorated with lots of lace on the front, collar and sleeves. He slowly put it on and buttoned the heart shaped buttons. She told him to put on the charcoal slacks they had got on Saturday. He put hem on and was dismayed when he had to zip them up in back. He noticed they had no pockets. When he said something to Monica about it she told him he would have to take his purse. When he asked her to unlock his shoes so he could change them she told him they looked good with that outfit. She told him to go to work and as soon as she arrived they could have their meeting. He arrived ten minutes before everyone else. He went into his office and closed the door. He didn't want anyone to see him like this but he knew they would as soon as the meeting started. He figured he would get it over with quick then leave and go home quickly. Ten minutes later there was a knock on his door. It was Karen Tolkins, his secretary. She entered and stopped dead. She looked at him and said, "It's a little early for Halloween isn't it?" He told her to sit down. She sat. He said, "There's going to be some changes around here. I am going to name my wife as president." Karen asked, "Why? What are you going to do?" He told her, "I don't know for sure. I made a big, big mistake Saturday and now I am paying for it." Karen said, "You know I care about you a lot. Tell me about it. It always helps to talk about a problem." He ended up telling her everything from Monica catching him in a dress to their shopping trips to his having to walk three miles home. When he was done Karen told him she would help him in any way she could. He thanked her and told her when Monica came in to show her right into his office. Fifteen minutes later Monica was in his office. He asked her, "Can't we leave things like they are. I told you I would work with you if you want something to do. Please leave me in charge of my business." Monica was holding a garment bag. She took it and hung it on the coat tree in the corner. She turned and said, "I told you how things were going to be. I have made up my mind. Now, get the staff in here and make your announcement!" He told Karen to get everyone and have them come to his office. He went back and was going to sit in his chair but Monica was sitting there. She told him to pull up a chair and sit next to her. He was sitting there when the staff came in. Monica said, "There are going to be some changes here. Effective immediately. My husband will make the announcement now." She turned to him and he knew he had to make the announcement. He said, "Effective immediately my wife is the new president of the company. She is taking over the position I held. Thank you all for your dedication and help you have all been to me. I rally appreciate it." He got up and started to leave. Monica asked, "Where do you think you are going! Sit down where you were!" He went back and sat down blushing. Monica said, "I don't expect to make any personnel changes that will affect any of you as far as your employment is concerned. Any questions?" Someone asked, "Is Donald retiring?" Monica said, "I have given it a lot of thought and decided that he will stay as an office help. Oh, and his name is not Donald anymore, it is Debra! Call him Debra from now on. He will assist any of you that need a hand in anything." Someone said, "That sounds more like an office girl. You know the one who serves coffee at break and does menial things around the office like going to get things for the rest of the office. Monica said, "That is it exactly. If any of you need anything he will be glad to do it for you. Won't you dear?" He was in shock. He couldn't answer. He sat there and stared blankly. Monica dismissed the staff and he sat there in a trance. Monica shook his shoulder and told him he had better get to work. He said, "You never said anything about me staying here. I can't do what you said." She sharply said to him. "You will do as I said and you will do whatever any of the staff tells you. I brought you a change of clothes so you will look the part." She unzipped the garment bag and he saw she was holding a red dress and black slip. She told him to get his blouse, camisole and slacks off. He got them off and she tightened his corset some more. She was happy at how his hips stood out now. She helped him into the slip and dress then zipped up the back. Then she told him to get out in the office and help. He was leaving when she called him back. She handed him the half apron telling him to wear it at break when he served coffee. She handed him his purse telling him he knew where the lockers were for it. When he stepped out of the office he could tell every eye was on him. He looked at the floor and went to the women's rest room and put his purse in an open locker. He went back into the office and stood there. He knew it was five minutes to break time so he put on the apron and went to get the coffee ready. When the staff came in for break he asked each of them how they wanted their coffee. He served it not saying anything to anyone. Everyone seemed to ignore him. He was relieved about that. He took off his apron and went back into the office area. At first it didn't register but her heard Karla calling Debra. He realized she was calling him. He went over by her. She told him to sit down by her desk. He sat down wondering what was coming. Karla said, "I don't care what clothes you are wearing. You were always good to all of us. If we ever needed anything, a day off or a small advance in pay you helped us. We have talked it over and we are behind you all the way. No one knew what to say to you so I am speaking for everyone. We feel sorry for you. We want to help any way we can. All you have to do is tell us what you want and we will do anything in our power to help you. We just want you to know that." He sat there for over five minutes then finally started to talk to Karla saying, "What happened, happened. I have to stand up for myself but now is not the time. I don't know what my wife has in mind but I have to trust she will change her mind. She has told me she doesn't know where we are headed but I know if I go for a divorce she will get half of this business and it will close down or have to be sold. I don't want that." Karla said, "You have our support whatever you decide. We all love you and don't want to see you hurt." He said, "Speaking of hurting, how do you get used to these heels. My legs are killing me most of the time." Karla laughed and told him she didn't think a woman ever got over hurting after wearing heels for a long time without changing shoes. They both laughed. Karla asked him, "Do you want to join us for lunch?" He declined for today but told her he might in the future. He got up and went over to a chair sitting by itself in a quiet corner of the office; He sat there thinking about where he was at. He was very happy with what Karla had said to him. He felt better about things knowing the staff appreciated him but that didn't change what the real problem was. He looked around and saw a lot of the staff was looking at him. He felt self-conscious and blushed. Katie, another girl, called him. He went over by her. She asked him if he could do a favor for her. She wondered if he could get her a present for her boyfriend. She thought maybe a book on auto racing as he was into watching races on television. She told him to use his best judgment. She said she would do it but her boyfriend was picking her up right after work and she didn't think she would have time during lunch to run to a bookstore. He told her he would see what he could find. She gave him thirty dollars to spend. At the bookstore a young man hurried to help him. The young man showed him many different books on auto racing. He selected one on the history of Nascar that featured short biographies of many of the drivers. He headed back to the office and gave the book and the change to Katie. She was very grateful. By the end of the day many of the employees had talked to him and reassured him that they felt sorry for him. It became a well-known fact that he had not made the decision to make his wife president of the company. Just before quitting time Karen his old secretary came up to him. She told him to hang in there and gave him a kiss on the cheek for encouragement. He left when the staff left. He got home and started to make supper. It was ready just as Monica walked in. She said, "Well, how was your first day as an office girl?" He replied, "It was a lot different than I expected it to be." She asked, "Are you helping any of the girls?" He told her, "Yes, and they are being very nice to me. They are treating me with a lot of respect. Tomorrow I expect to go to lunch with some of them." Monica said, "That's good. I want you to join in on their things. You are one of them now you know." He didn't know but didn't say anything. Monica continued, "I went over the books today and the company is really doing great. You should have thought about buying out one of the other companies." He told her, "I thought about it and to do that we would have to go in debt and I didn't want to do that. The company has a chance to grow on its own without taking another company's problems on." He had put the meal on he table and they sat quietly eating. When they had finished Monica told him to hurry as they had someplace to go that night. He wondered where that was and his unasked question was answered when Monica called him into the bedroom. On the bed was one of the western outfits they had picked up. Monica told him there was a beginner's class at a square dance club not far from their house. He got the outfit on and felt like he was showing too much when he moved. Monica told him not to be ridiculous that that was the way the dresses were supposed to be. They arrived and Monica did the talking. Soon they were learning the moves for square dancing. He had a little trouble in the high-heeled boots but managed to make it good enough to pass. He found he was enjoying it, as it didn't seem to take too much concentration to make the moves. Back at home Monica said, "That was fun. I think I am going to enjoy square dancing. What about you? Did you enjoy it?" He said, "I guess I enjoyed it. The moves aren't too hard to learn and it was kind of fun. I will tell you something I never thought I would be saying. That is, I liked the feel of the petticoats swirling around my legs. I think it turned me on in a way." Monica laughed and he joined in. He thought this was the first laugh since all of this had started. He went and undressed and Monica helped him get out of the corset so he could take a bath. After the bath he powdered himself like Monica had shown him. He briefly thought that it wasn't right for a man to powder himself like that but then found himself enjoying it. The next day he joined the noon to one girls in lunch. The girls were jovial at lunch and he soon caught their spirit. He was laughing with the rest of them. On the way back one of the girls told him she was glad he had joined them. He felt very good about that and felt a sense of belonging that he had not felt before. When they were back at the office a little later, Sharon called him over. She told him tomorrow was her day to stay over the noon hour and take her lunch from one to two. She asked him if he would go with her to lunch tomorrow. He told her he would. That night after supper Monica told him they should take a swim in their pool. She told him to wear his blue floral bikini. They were changing when he noticed for the first time the bikini outline on his chest. He said something to Monica about it and she laughed telling him it was from when he weeded the flower gardens. She told him he should get more sun in his bikini so it really showed. He didn't that was funny at all. They enjoyed a nice swim then relaxed in the lounge chairs by the pool. As they were relaxing Monica was telling him about her day. She said, "We got a new corporate customer today. We got Temper Industries. They will be buying a lot of cleaners. They had asked about a special cleaner that we don't carry but I found a source for it and now they are happy that they can get all of their cleaners in one place." He said, "Very good. I am proud of you. How much will we have to carry in stock?" She said, "I don't know. I didn't find out. I'll check with them tomorrow. I never thought about that!" The next day he joined Sharon for lunch. They were just starting to eat their lunch and enjoying small talk when Sharon told him there was something that was bothering her. Sharon said, "I have a real good friend who is having an affair. She feminized her husband to cover her affair. I think she did it to justify her affair. You don't think your wife has a man friend on the side do you?" He had never thought about anything like that. He told her he honestly didn't think so. He said she spends most of her time at home except for her Saturday shopping trips to the mall. Sharon said, "It wouldn't be the first time someone had a Saturday husband or wife. I just had to tell you about it as I really like you and I don't want to se you hurt any more than you are now. Karen told us about what had happened. I don't think it was odd that you wanted to see what it felt like to wear a dress." He said, "Thank you for your support. I was really worried about how the staff was going to take it. As far as wearing a dress goes I am finally seeing some advantages to it. Everyone that matters to me is being so kind to me. I really can't believe it." Sharon said, "You never were aggressive but you always tried to help any of us who needed anything. You were the best boss I ever had. I know I'll never have another like you. I am going to tell you something I don't want anyone else to know. I told my boyfriend what happened to you. I told him that he could use some feminine training and he agreed that he got a bit on the macho side from time to time. I convinced him to put on a dress. You know what happened. He told me wearing a dress felt sexy to him. I have had him in a dress three times so far and he is becoming more concerned with the things that interest me. He is now more caring and looks out for me more than he ever did before. I know he is doing it for me and that he loves me. Now all I have to do is wait for him to ask me to marry him." Donald said to her, "You have my wishes that everything turns out the way you want. I like each of the staff for different reasons. I think I know them better than most bosses know their people. That is one thing that was lost when my wife became president. I'll tell you something; the reason I just didn't walk out when I was reduced to being an office girl is because I wanted to see what was going to happen to the staff I built and trained." They had finished eating and it was time to get back to work. They were back at work for about an hour when Monica came out of her office and told Karen she had one of her headaches and was going home to take a pill to get rid of it. She said she wouldn't be back for the rest of the day. He had heard his wife telling Karen and his feelings were hurt that she didn't say anything to him. Fifteen minutes later the phone rang and he heard Karen answer it. He saw a look of alarm come over her face. He hoped she wasn't getting bad news, as he knew her son had been in trouble with the law on several occasions. She hung up and came over by him. "Donald, I have some bad news. There has been an accident. A drunk went through a red light and hit Monica's car directly on the driver's side. She has been taken to Highland Hospital. The woman who called said she is alive but hurt badly. You should go to the emergency room and they will fill you in." He left immediately and when he got to the ER he had to show proof of who he was before they would tell him anything about his wife. Then they told him she was in surgery, that her hip and shoulder were definitely broken, and they were going to check for any internal injuries. A police officer came up to him and told him where Monica's car had been towed. He said he had been on the scene and that they had to use the Jaws of Life to get her out of the car. He said if she hadn't had her window open she would probably have had a lot of cuts to her face and upper body. He gave Donald the case number, telling him he would need it for his insurance company. He left and Donald called his insurance agent to tell him about the accident. His agent told him not to worry about anything, that he would take care of everything. Donald waited in the family waiting room. At five thirty just about the whole office staff walked in to see what was happening. He told them she was still in surgery. He told Karen he probably wouldn't be in tomorrow and that he knew he was only an office girl but he felt compelled to let someone know. He told her as far as he was concerned she was acting president until Monica got back. She told him she still thought of him as the true president no matter what job he was doing there. He thanked her and she gave a kiss on the cheek. Everyone stayed for about a half hour then left to get on with their lives, but before they left they told him to let them know how she was. He promised them he would let them know. He sat there until after nine waiting patiently. Finally a doctor came in and told him that her hip was smashed and that they had to replace her hip. He said her shoulder was broken and they had immobilized her shoulder but it really wasn't necessary, as they had given her medicine to paralyze her. He told him that she would be paralyzed at least until tomorrow night. She was in intensive care so they could keep tabs on her in case they missed any internal injuries. The doctor told him that some internal injuries don't show up for 24 to 48 hours after an accident. He told Donald that she would probably be in intensive care for three to four days, possibly up to six days if nothing new develops. The doctor told him he could see her in about a half hour in the intensive care unit. He went and got a soda from the machine in the canteen. Then he headed for the intensive care unit. He looked through the small window in the door but couldn't see much. A nurse saw him and asked him who he was looking for. He told her and she said it would be about fifteen minutes. He sat in a family waiting room. Finally he figured it was time he could see her. He stepped inside the unit and the same nurse said his wife was in bay three. He saw the number over the door and went in. He just stood there and looked at her. The nurse came in by him and said, "You can talk to her. I can tell by the monitors that she is awake and she can hear you." He asked what the patches wee on her eyes and the nurse explained that when they paralyzed a patient their eyes were open and the patches kept the eyes moist so there would be no eye damage. He looked at all the tubes connected to her. He was transfixed by all of the beeping and flashing instruments and the heart monitor. The nurse told him to talk to her and left. He said, "Dear, it's me, Donald. They say you can hear me but I don't know if you can hear me or not. I love you very much and I don't want to lose you. You have to get better. I am sorry if I caused you any distress. I have always wanted the best for you. If it were up to me you wouldn't get those headaches and have to stop doing whatever you are doing. The doctor said they immobilized your shoulder because it is broken. He told me they replaced your hip because it was shattered in the accident. If I could I would take your place rather than see you like this. Everyone from work was here earlier and all of them wish you the best. I told Karen she was acting president until you got back. I hope that is all right. Suddenly I feel awful tired and hungry so I am going to go home. I will be here tomorrow morning bright and early." He left telling the nurse to call if she gets any worse. The nurse assured him they would call if there were any big changes. The nurse told him he looked like he needed some sleep. He agreed. At home he made himself a cheese sandwich and had a glass of milk. He finished eating and just sat there wondering what was going to happen with Monica. Finally he got up and went to go to bed. He put on a nightgown and laid down. Suddenly he couldn't fall asleep. He was worried about his wife. He started sobbing at the thought of losing her. He fell asleep sobbing. He woke up six hours later. He got up and hurried to get dressed. He put on a crimson knit dress that had blue flowers embroidered on it. He put on a pair of black flats and left to go to the hospital. He was backing out of his driveway when he saw a police car blocking his path. It was the officer who had talked to him in the hospital. He came and told Donald that he was switched from second shift to the day shift and was just checking to see if he was home to give him a copy of the police report. Donald thought that was very nice and told him so. Donald then asked him if he thought it was odd that he was wearing a dress. The officer said, "In my line of work you run into everything. I have stopped maybe four other men who were wearing a dress when I stopped them. It was usually for a tail light out or something minor. It don't make any difference to me who wears what. But I will tell you this, I never heard of any police officer having trouble with a man in a dress." Donald thanked him again and the officer told him he hoped his wife got better soon. He arrived at the hospital and when he got to Monica the nurse said she was sleeping. He stood and watched her. A doctor came in and checked some things on her and then told him that she was doing fine. Her blood tests wee excellent and given her age she should make a full recovery. He told him that they would withdraw the paralyzing agent that afternoon and by three she should be alert and able to talk. He told Donald that she was a very lucky person to have survived a crash like that. He told him that he had gone to see the car she was in because the police officer told him he was surprised she was living when they got her out. He told Donald he wished everyone were as lucky as she was. The nurse came in and told him she was still sleeping. He asked how she knew and she pointed to one of the monitors and said, "That is the same as they use in sleep labs. That way we can tell when and how a person is sleeping. Your wife is sleeping deep. It will be awhile before she wakes up. Donald decided to stop in at work and tell everyone about Monica. When he arrived he was bombarded with a hundred questions. He asked Karen if she could get the whole staff together so he could tell everyone at the same time. She said she would be glad to. When everyone was there he started, "Well, Monica is going to make it. She has a broken shoulder and they had to replace her hip that was shattered in the crash. They have her paralyzed so they can see if she has any internal injuries. As of a half hour ago it doesn't look like she does. They are going to let her come around this afternoon and we'll have to see then how she feels. I really can't thank you all enough for your support in all of this. You all are the greatest and I mean that from the bottom of my heart. Everyone told him how glad they were that it wasn't any worse than it was. Everyone else had left when Sharon came up to him and asked, "She wouldn't know if you dressed as a man, why didn't you?" He smiled, then chuckled and said, "I can't find the breast removal solvent." They both laughed and Sharon told him he looked very nice in the dress he was wearing. He left then went to the body shop where they had towed her car. When he looked at it he couldn't see where anyone would fit inside the car. He thought it was a miracle she survived at all. He stopped at home. He looked at himself in the mirror and decided he had to change into something nicer for when she awoke. He looked through the closet and couldn't decide on any of the dresses hanging there. On impulse he decided to go shopping for a new one. At the second store he visited he found exactly what he was looking for. It was a pale pink dress trimmed with three white lace rows running sown the upper front and had lace trim on the collar and sleeves. It had a full skirt that the saleslady said would look wonderful with a full petticoat underneath. He stopped by their jewelry collection and picked out a set with pink stones that included a necklace, bracelet and dangly earrings. He also picked up another ladies' watch to wear. He returned home to change and when he had the entire outfit on he looked at himself in the mirror. He felt pretty when he saw his reflection. For some unknown reason he felt good and relaxed, looking at himself in this outfit. He then decided his black shoes didn't do the outfit justice. It was ten o'clock and he was heading back to the hospital. Again, on impulse he stopped at a shoe store, telling the woman there he was looking for a pair of pink heels to match his outfit. Five minutes later he was wearing pink pumps with a three-inch heel. He was leaving the shoe store and noticed a beauty parlor right next door. He stopped in there and asked if they had time to do his face so he would look nicer. The girl told him they could take him right away. She asked him what he wanted and he told her he would leaver it up to her. She started to do him up. When she finished forty-five minutes later he looked at himself in the mirror and if he didn't know it was him he wouldn't have recognized himself. The girl told him she gave him the bridal special. He told her that whenever he wanted to feel really pretty he would be back for her to do it again. He tipped her generously. He felt great as he dumped the box with his old shoes in the back seat of his car. He headed for the hospital. The nurse said she was doing great and that they had just given her the last shot of paralyzing agent and that it would wear off in about three hours. He decided to go to the hospital cafeteria for lunch. He was eating lunch and thinking about how Monica had reacted when she caught him in a dress. He thought about how things probably should have been different. If only he had stood up to her more. He then thought about where things were now and decided they weren't so bad. He knew he'd enjoyed feeling pretty today and wanted to continue having those feelings. He thought Debra is a pretty name, and maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all to be called that. He walked out of the cafeteria humming "I Feel Pretty" from West Side Story. He was still humming it when he got to the intensive care unit. As he entered the nurse looked at him and smiled. He entered bay three and looked at his wife lying there. His love for her was overwhelming. He saw her twitch her nose like it itched but she didn't move her arms. He lightly scratched her nose. He saw her lips move just a bit. He thought to himself she is saying thank you. He said, "They tell me they are going to withdraw some of your medication and that you will be able to wake up and talk. Before you can talk I have to tell you I love you very, very much. I know you will have pain and I wish I could do something to make it go away but I know there is little I can do in that department. Please let me help you however I can." He saw her lips move a little bit more than before. He stood there for five more minutes then when he looked at the sleep monitor he knew she was sleeping. He left telling the nurse he wanted to be there when she came out of the paralyzing agent. The nurse said it would be a half hour yet before they would bring her out of it. Finally it was time. He stood there nervously as the nurse rubbed her hand and he saw her stir. Then the nurse called her name. She slowly said, "Ye-e-e-s!" The nurse removed the patches on her eyes and told her there was someone there who wanted to talk to her. She rapidly blinked her eyes and soon was seeing right. She looked at Donald and smiled. He had tears in his eyes as he said, "Good afternoon. It is so good to see you awake. How do you feel?" She responded, "My whole left side hurts. What happened? The last thing I remember is getting in the car to go home." He told her, "You were on your way home when a drunk driver plowed into your car. According to the doctor you have a broken shoulder and they had to replace your hip because it was smashed. I want you to know I love you and that you have to get better." She said, "I will get better. I want you to know I heard everything you said although I couldn't figure out why I couldn't see you and I didn't know what was going on. I love you also very, very much. Your words made me feel better and gave me confidence that everything would be all right." She looked at him closely then said, "I don't remember that dress and you look so pretty. You look different than I remember." He told her, "I bought this dress today because I wanted to look pretty when you woke up. I went to a beauty parlor and the girl gave me a bridal facial so my face would be as pretty as she could make it. I wanted you to be proud of me." Monica said, "I am proud of you. There is something I have to say to you and I don't know exactly how to say it." It was quiet for a couple of minutes then he said, "Go ahead and give it a try. I'll try to understand what you are saying." She said, "Just before I got my headache I wanted to call you in to help me make a decision about something. I was having a real problem with it and realized that I wasn't the best one to be president of the company. I knew you would make the right decision. Also, while lying here I was doing some thinking. I think I went overboard in how I reacted to your wearing a dress. I am so sorry about that. I had you doing things that I wouldn?t do and I know that is wrong. I just enjoyed the feeling of power and got carried away. I am truly sorry about that, please believe me. It was just that it was so unlike you. When I was on my way home that day I was thinking how you were so dull. I now realize you are not that dull and if you are, you are my dull Donald and I love you." He saw her rest for a few minutes, then was surprised when she continued, "I shouldn't have made you wear a dress. It was wrong for me to do that. Can you forgive me?" He said, "There is nothing to forgive. At first I was so taken by surprise I couldn't think of anything to say to make you change your mind. Then I started to realize that wearing a dress wasn't so bad. Everyone treated me so nice, I started to enjoy it. Today when I was getting ready to come up here to see you I felt pretty and I liked the feeling. When I left the beauty shop I felt like I was the prettiest girl on earth. It was a wonderful feeling, something I have never ever felt before." Monica said, "Still that doesn't make what I did right. I could have let you decide what you wanted to do, if you wanted to keep wearing dresses or not." He said, "I didn't feel comfortable in that first dress but now I like the feeling of wearing a dress. If you hadn't done what you did I would never have experienced those feelings." She suddenly changed expressions and asked, "Are you saying you want to continue wearing dresses? I kind of would like it if my husband came to see me dressed as my husband." He said, "I don't know what I want. I would like to go back to dressing like a man but I also would like to continue to wear a dress. Besides, I can't get these breast forms off and none of my shirts will button over them." She laughed and told him the solvent was in her nightstand drawer. Then she surprised him saying, "I enjoyed shopping with you. It was like shopping with a girlfriend. Maybe we can go shopping with you dressed in a dress. How does that sound? Also, you do a better job at housekeeping than I do. I detest cleaning. You can dress when you do the cleaning. And I did enjoy square dancing with you in a skirt. As a man you never want to dance." "As a girl I loved it," he said. "I loved the feel of a twirling skirt." He told her that the rest sounded good too. Then she said, "You can have your job as president back. I will be laid up for quite a long time and your company needs a president." He said, "I told Karen she was acting president. I think we will leave her as that and you as president. I was starting to enjoy not having to make all those decisions. I will continue to help anyone who needs help and serve as an advisor only." She said, "You are surprising the daylights out of me. I never knew this side of you. I remember the guy I married and realize I didn't really know you until now. You don't know the feeling of love I have for you. It's as if I'm waking up to a whole new world. I feel I can take anything as long as you are there for me. She was feeling sleepy and he told her he would let her rest. He left thinking to himself that he was the luckiest guy in the world to have a wife like Monica. (c) 2004 by Margaret Jeanette