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"Pseudo Cindy" It was another Friday night and after my hot bubble bath I found myself once again going through my meager clothing and lingerie collection trying to decide what to wear. That's what I usually did on the weekends. It was a strange hobby to be sure, but since I wasn't bothering anyone and kept to myself I figured it wasn't anybody's business. I just wish I had more money to spend on my wardrobe. I had been living in my townhouse for nearly three years. It was situated in a gated community in an upscale suburb and was a bit more than I could afford but I was making a go of it. It would be a nice investment should I ever want to sell the property but with my job as a records clerk for a local insurance company the pay wasn't that great and money was always tight. I needed furniture, a new washer and dryer and my near vintage car which had seen better days was never left out on the driveway. With all the new cars in the neighborhood it just looked out of place. Anyway, I made do as best I could and was getting by. I liked the neighborhood. Being a gated community the only people in the addition were those that lived there or had business there. There were no cars zooming through the streets at all hours and few kids around but that was one of the selling points of the neighborhood. I liked it quiet. I often sat on the deck out back and watched the golfers on the nearby golf course play the two nearest holes. People pretty much kept to themselves like they often do these days but I did know my next door neighbor who owned the other half of the townhouse. Ben and Cindy Drummond lived next door. He was an average, 40 something guy who owned a local business. A lot of people in the neighborhood were business owners or company higher-ups and most of them had money. I often watched with envy in the evenings when Ben would pull into his driveway. Every year he got a new Lincoln town car! I was the only one in the neighborhood who was worried about keeping their car running. I had often noticed Cindy. She was in her 30's and very attractive. I always paid attention to the nice clothes she wore. She always looked very upscale, and very feminine. I had often wondered what it would have been like to look through her closet at all her dresses and skirts and to browse through her dresser drawers at her lingerie. And in being small, and slightly built for a man we were nearly the same size! I always wondered if those high heeled shoes she always wore would fit me. But those thoughts were just that now, because they had gotten a divorce. Cindy had moved out suddenly and had been gone nearly 18 months now. I didn't pal around with Ben, not really. But since we were neighbors and now, two single guys we did have a few beers on occasion and every now and then we'd split a pizza or grill a steak or two over at his place. I did my weekend thing as usual then started in on another work week. The following Wednesday night as I was pulling into the garage I saw Ben walk over. It was early fall and the weather had been nice so I didn't have to wonder what he wanted to talk about. He mentioned that he wanted a nice steak on the grill and since he was going to the trouble anyhow he asked if I wanted to join him for a few beers and dinner. I thought about missing my Friday night fun by myself but figured you never turn down a free steak dinner! The weekend rolled around and I found myself sitting next door on Ben's deck having my second beer and watching the golfers still out on the links while Ben dusted off the grill and lit it up. He had a couple nice sirloin steaks ready to go on the counter and a couple potatoes ready to bake. We went into the kitchen while he got ready to make the salads and before he got started he noticed he was nearly out of beer. "Hey Rick!" He said. "Looks like we're out of brew. Why don't you go ahead and make a couple salads up and I'll run to the store and grab another 12 pack. All the stuff's there, dishes are in the cupboard. Keep an eye on the grill too. I'll be right back." I said "sure" and as Ben grabbed his car keys I got up to make the salads. I was just finishing chopping the lettuce when it dawned on me that the place still had a few feminine touches! I guess Ben still missed Cindy and either that or he just liked the place the way she kept it. I knew he still missed her, maybe he thought she might come back someday. Then it dawned on me that I might actually have time to take a peek in the bedroom closets! "Nawww" I thought. She would have taken all her things or at least Ben would have packed her stuff up and got it out of his room. But I kept thinking. If I was going to satisfy my curiosity I was going to have to make up my mind because it wouldn't be long until Ben got back with the beer and another chance like this probably wouldn't come around ever again! I put the lettuce aside, washed my hands off in the sink and dried them with a nearby towel as I continued thinking. I then made my move! The bedroom looked just like the rest of the house. It still had a few feminine touches left over from when Cindy lived here. I noticed a few extra pillows still on the bed, a couple flowery pictures on the wall and then noticed Cindy's vanity. It was dusted off and Ben had a few papers and a couple books laying on the counter but I checked the drawers and found they were still full of makeup! I then went to the closet and opened the doors and saw that not only was one side still full of dresses, skirts and blouses, but the floor was lined with two rows of Cindy's high heeled shoes! There were a few pink, feminine boxes from a local dress shop on the shelves and a couple boxes of hosiery too! I also noticed two honey blonde wigs on the top shelf sitting carefully covered under plastic looking just like the hairdo I always saw on Cindy! It was amazing that almost everything still seemed to be here! I slipped off one of my shoes and picked up one of the high heels. It was a bit tight putting the shoe on over my sock but I quickly realized that with nylons on the shoes would be a nearly perfect fit! I quickly put the shoe back and closed the closet door. I then looked at the dresser and decided to check further. I opened one drawer and found shorts and socks. Another drawer had T-shirts and more socks. I opened the top drawer on the other side and gasped at hitting the jackpot. The drawer was still filled, piled high with lacy, frilly lingerie! I then heard the "whirr" of the garage door as it started opening and realized that Ben was back! I quickly shut the drawer then before panic set in I decided that instead of making my way through the house it would be quicker to just go out the glass doors and step out onto the deck. That way If I didn't make it back to the kitchen I could tell Ben I was just checking the grill. I quickly moved to the sliding doors, unlocked them and quietly stepped out onto the deck. I straightened the drapes and then slid the door tightly closed. Then I realized that I didn't have a way to lock the door! Not having any time to worry about that I quickly moved to the grill. I could see Ben just getting to the kitchen as I opened the cover on the grill. He noticed me so I made it look like I was checking things over. I was still nervous but composed myself as I shut the lid on the grill then went back into the kitchen. As Ben put the beer in the refrigerator he noticed the lettuce still on the cutting board and the empty salad bowls. "It can't take that long to make a salad" he said as he casually glanced at me while he put the bottles of beer on the rack. I had to think fast then told him that a couple golfers were arguing about who could hit the longer fairway shot and that it turned into a bet. "Guess I got a little sidetracked" I said as I apologized. The incident passed without further mention and after handing me another beer Ben finished the salads and soon we were back on the deck cooking the steaks and potatoes. It was a good meal and after a couple more beers I decided to call it a night. I said goodnight, thanked Ben for the steak and then left for my place. I knew it was wrong, what I'd done. I had invaded my neighbors privacy. But for the rest of the weekend all I could think about were all of the clothes that Cindy had left when she had moved out. Then I remembered that those glass doors leading from the bedroom to the back deck were still unlocked! Ben rarely used those doors so after a while, I figured he might not notice and when or if he ever did, as time went by he would never associate my being there for dinner with that unlocked door. A few more days went by and I started thinking. Ben never came home over the lunch hour. I worked near by and most often always had a quick lunch at home while I read my mail and daily paper. I wondered if I would have the nerve to climb over the railing that separated the back deck between our houses and take another look. The next day I exited out my back door and once I saw there weren't any people around I hopped over the wooden railing, stepped onto Ben's deck then tried his bedroom door. I gave the glass door a pull and found it was still unlocked! I had nearly an hour to look around now. It didn't take me long to find that her skirts fit me perfectly! I held a few dresses up to myself and noticed they would fit as well. Then after putting on a pair of Cindy's pantyhose I tried a few pairs of her high heels and found that without my bulky socks they fit perfectly, my nyloned feet slid easily into every pair I tried! I noticed the clock then realized I had to get back to work. I made sure everything was put away just like I found it, then slid quietly out the back door, climbed the railing once again then entered my house through the back door. As the days continued I found I was going over to Ben's place on a nearly regular basis now. Not every day but at least three times a week! I took a screwdriver and worked the latch on the door so even though it was clicked in the locked position it would still be open. That helped alleviate a bit of my apprehension at leaving the door unlocked. This way I could close the door and it would at least look like it was locked. I was always careful but still worried about Ben coming home unexpectedly or in having someone see me climbing the rail between our houses. But I kept on. Another month went by and it was getting late in the year. Ben stopped by one night and invited me for another cookout before he cleaned his grill and covered it for the winter. I said "sure" once again and that Friday night we sat in the kitchen sipping our beers as the steaks cooked on the grill. Then Ben asked if I wouldn't mind taking his mail in. He told me he had an out of town meeting and would be gone from the following Wednesday night until that Saturday night. I told him I'd bring in his mail and keep it for him. As he thanked me I was already making my plans! Ben left that Wednesday afternoon on his trip. I got home and parked my car in my garage that night and after taking the next two days off for vacation I had nearly three whole days to do what I wanted with Cindy's things. The next day I took a paper grocery bag and went next door. Since Cindy wasn't coming back I decided to borrow a few things. I looked through her closet, her dresser drawers and makeup table and looked over the things I wanted to "borrow." I wasn't going to take much, just a few things that would in all likelihood never be missed. I found a couple blouses and skirts I liked and after folding them put them in the bag. I found a nice old fashioned cocktail dress and swished it off the hanger and put it in the bag as well. I then found a girdle, a couple full slips and a couple pairs of panties I liked and then "borrowed" one of her garter belts and one of the unopened boxes of sheer hosiery that was on the closet shelf. After putting a nice pair of high heeled sandals in the bag, I realized it was nearly full. I straightened the room then packed my little bag and returned to my house. I pretty much got my fill of playing "dress up" that weekend. I spent most of the time over at Ben's place looking through Cindy's wardrobe and had fun trying on all those dresses, lingerie, nylons and high heels. Then finally it was Saturday morning. I knew Ben would be back by nightfall so I thought I might try one more outing to look through Cindy's things. I had almost the whole day and since this would most likely be my last chance to really look things over I decided I would do it once more. I took a long hot bath and shaved myself smooth all over! After getting dried off I quickly hopped into a pair of pants, a baggy shirt and slippers then went next door. I was nervous as I entered the bedroom but after shutting the door and closing the drapes I quickly got out of my clothes and then concentrated on the moment. I gathered some things from the dresser then moved to the bed. I hooked a garter belt around my waist then centered it so the straps would hang right then gathered a pair of Cindy's old fashioned nylon stockings. I carefully pulled one up my leg then put the other one on. I marveled at how the sheer nylon felt as I worked the stockings up my legs until they were high on my thighs. I could feel my hands tremble as I hooked each of the four garters per leg and tighten each of them tight. I then stood up, smoothed the stockings once again then tugged the garter belt snug. I then stepped into a pair of white, nylon panties that were the brief type but with all the lace and the little pink satin bows at the legs and waist very feminine! I tucked myself tightly into them then smoothed the panties tight. I got a shock as I looked into the large vanity mirror and marveled at how the garter held the nylons tight, how the stockings gleamed and shined in the room light and how bright those creamy, white nylon panties were. I found a white satin brassiere and clipped it around my waist. After turning it around I worked my arms through the straps then pulled it up and then filled the cups with a couple lacy white half slips to fill them out. After I adjusted the straps I gathered a white nylon full slip and after putting my arms through the straps worked it down over my body. I felt the cups of the slip stretch and then form as I pulled the slip over my stuffed brassiere. I pulled it tight then let it fall into place. It fell to knee length with a silken swish. I then adjusted the straps and then smoothed it out. I sat back on the bed and slipped into a pair of Cindy's high heeled sandals. I buckled the ankle straps then stood up on the four inch heels and although I hadn't worn heels that high I found to my amazement that after I wobbled a bit I soon got used to them after a couple trips around the bedroom. I was going to try a blouse and skirt set but since this was my last trip through Cindy's closet at this level I decided to look through all her clothes hanging in the closet and look for something especially feminine. I found a pretty dress hanging in a garment bag and decided to take it out. It was one of those old fashioned "house dress" affairs and even had a nylon chiffon petticoat that was pinned to the hanger! I felt the cool rayon fabric and marveled at the shine of the dark blue material. I undid the petticoat from the hanger and stepped into it. The bulk of the material and all the frills swished as I pulled it up over my full slip and tied it tightly around my waist. I noticed a blue satin bow on the left side that was attached above the first layer of fluffy, frilly crinolines and was amazed at the fullness. I then unbuttoned the front of the dress and after working my arms through the short, cuffed sleeves I pulled it down and into place. I smoothed it out, buttoned up the front and buckled the little matching self belt. I then noticed that the shoes didn't match! Normally I didn't have a choice, but now I did. I decided to look through the closet for a pair of blue high heels that matched the dress. I didn't see any on the floor in the rows of shoes but found a pair in a box on the top shelf. Sure enough, there was a pair of blue, patent leather pumps with three inch heels that matched the dress. I put the sandals back then slipped into the blue shoes. Cindy must have had this outfit for a special occasion. I never saw her wear it but it looked like something she would have worn at a cocktail party or other dressy get together. I marveled at the look in the vanity mirror then decided to really complete my look. I didn't wear makeup very often but since I was going all out and since it was only just after 11 AM I had plenty of time to finish and get everything put back before Ben got home that evening. I sat down at the vanity then carefully opened the top drawer and took out a makeup case. I started with a liquid foundation. Once I had it dabbed on and smoothed in and my face was uniform in color I continued by trying on a pair of false eyelashes. I figured since I was dressed for the evening look, I might as well do the makeup that way too. I then went to work with a pale blue eyeliner and black mascara and was amazed at the change in my look! I continued on with a lip lining pencil and finished with the deep red lipstick Cindy always wore. I dabbed the lipstick with a Kleenex then added just a bit of lip gloss. I then found some rose colored blush and did my cheeks. I then finished with a powder puff and couldn't get over the look. "If my hair was just different" I thought to myself, then I could really look nice. Then in the mirror I saw the reflection of the wig sitting on it's form on the top shelf of the closet! I took it out of the bag and took it off the Styrofoam head. I had never worn a wig before but after looking it over soon had it worked tightly onto my head. I went back to the vanity and sat down. I adjusted the wig a bit more then since it was already set in a style just barely brushed it out. It was a light, honey blonde wig that was shoulder length. It parted in the middle in a feathered out style. There was no mistaking that this was a feminine wig. Once I looked into the mirror I got a shock to see I looked totally different! I could never be as pretty as Cindy was, but from a distance, and in these clothes and in her wig and wearing her makeup I was amazed at the resemblance! With a little more work It could be pretty close! It was a bit scary. Not only that, I had never dressed so completely! I was almost totally dressed and made up then I looked at my nails. After rummaging a bit more through the vanity I found a pair of glossy red glue on nails. I decided to try them. I then realized the only thing I was missing now was a little jewelry and perfume. I found a little bottle of Cindy's old perfume and tried just a dab. I didn't put too much on because perfume can really linger and I didn't want Ben to suspect anything. After putting the perfume back I clipped a three strand pearl necklace around my neck. I couldn't find earrings that weren't the pierced style and for the moment wished I had pierced ears! I finished by fluffing my hair out and then stood up and took a few steps. My head was in a whirl as I minced around the room, giddy with feminine excitement! I was totally dressed as a woman now, in more than I had ever worn and, with clothes that seemed to fit perfectly! I still had plenty of time. It would be hours before Ben got back so I decided to take a walk through the house and enjoy myself. I could feel the petticoat as it swished and rustled under the dress, holding the skirt out in a circle as I minced along, the heels causing me to wiggle like a lady! The slips in the brassiere didn't have enough weight to make my bust jiggle but they stood out and filled the front of the dress out nicely! It was very exciting to say the least! I went up and down stairs, walked through the kitchen and marveled at how the heels sounded as they clicked loudly on the tile floor. But finally I'd had enough. I returned to the bedroom once again and took off the dress and petticoat and the blue high heels. I took off the necklace as well. After carefully putting everything back like I had found them I looked at myself in the vanity mirror from across the room and marveled at how much I seemed to look like Cindy! I did have her wig, makeup and clothes on but I was her size and with a more rounded bust and wider hips I might almost pass for her if nobody looked too close! That thought made me wonder. I rummaged through the closet and found a skirt and blouse outfit like Cindy used to wear to work. I put on a long sleeved, satiny, white polyester blouse and buttoned it up the back. After tying the feminine bow in front I then added the gray skirt and buttoned and then zipped it up tight in back as well. I found a pair of her three inch heels that matched then went one step further. I took off the shoulder length wig, put it back then took out the other wig that was a much shorter and curlier in style just like the look Cindy had when she had moved out. I put the wig on then sat back at the vanity and worked it tightly into place. I removed the blue eyeshadow and switched to a smoky color and didn't add as much this time. I cut back on the blush as well then dusted my face once again with the powder puff then sat back to marvel at my shorter hair and really different look more suited to daytime now! I took the tube of lipstick and started applying another coat. It was then I heard a voice! "Cin....? Cindy? What are you doing back here baby!?" I heard Ben say as he dropped his suitcase by the bed with a smile. I saw him looking me over as he started moving towards me at the vanity. He sounded like he was about to ask his "wife" a few more questions just as I spun around in shock, my eye shadowed eyes wide, my lipsticked mouth open in surprise. I couldn't speak! Ben's smile soon turned quizzical as he looked me over then concentrated on my face, removing my wig and makeup in his mind. "R...Rick?" He said as he started to glare! "I...I'm sorry Ben!" I said as I tried to calm him down. I got up and as I teetered on the heels I kept my distance. "What are you doing in my bedroom and in my wife's clothes!!?" He said angrily. I moved away and stumbled past the vanity chair then moved around the bed trying to keep my distance but as the seconds ticked by Ben's thoughts began to clear and he was getting angrier by the second! I don't know what it was, maybe it was everything. I had snuck into his house, and was now dressed in his ex-wife's clothing. Maybe he thought I was trying to hurt him, to remind him that Cindy had left him. I then realize he had kept everything as it was hoping she would come back one day, but it wasn't going to happen. But I knew that wasn't the reason I was dressed this way. There wasn't really any harm done, not really but it didn't matter now. I think Ben started figuring that out too! He moved closer! "What are you!? Some sort of little sissy fag!? You son of a bitch! Wearing my wife's clothes! You sneak in here and wear my wife's clothes!!!" He looked at the feminine outfit, noticed the shiny hosiery, the hairdo, the makeup and smelled the perfume. I tried keeping my distance and ran around the bed for the bedroom door but I didn't make it. I felt Ben grab me by the wrist and spin me around! I heard the slap but strangely didn't feel it! But then my nyloned legs buckled as I landed on the bed from the force of the stiff backhand! I tried to curl up to protect myself, I heard my slip and skirt rustle and my nylons swish as I tried to stay away from Ben. He looked at my shaved, hosed legs then noticed the lace trim of the white slip showing from under the rumpled skirt. "What are you wearing it all, everything!?" He said with a shock. I held the side of my head and tried to get up but was still stunned. He shoved me back to the bed, my head spun, my jaw ached. Forget the clothes, I was only 5 foot 5 and 115 pounds dripping wet. Ben on the other hand was 6 foot 3 and must have weighed 220 without being fat. I didn't have a chance. He was still angry as he looked at me. I tried to apologize and offered to pay for any damages I may have caused but that wasn't enough. "Shut up you little sissy!" Was the reply. "I should call the police right now." My head spun with fear and terror, my stomach churned in knots as he watched me visibly tremble now. "Get the police over here and then press charges," he said. My mind reeled at what would happen if my secret got out I felt sick! "How would you like that? Huh sissy boy?" He knew he had me, I waited for him to pick up the phone. But he didn't. He continued looking me over, the little trembling sissy dressed like a woman cringing on the bed. He came over studied me further then ran his hand up my leg, feeling the nylon, smelling Cindy's perfume! I knew what he was thinking even before he did! He turned, went to his dresser and began rummaging I then saw him pull out a box of condoms!! I struggled to my feet and still dazed managed to make it to the bedroom doorway. I stumbled down the stairs and into the main floor hallway and heard Ben quickly coming up behind me! I ran for the front door but he easily tripped me on my high heels causing me to fall. I landed on the couch then rolled to the floor. I got to my knees but he was on me before I could get up. He easily overpowered me as he grabbed me and shoved me forward over a large ottoman then leaned over me putting his weight on my back pinning me down. "So, you like to dress like a woman?" He said. I could hear the excitement in his voice as he held me down, his hot breath at my back. I struggled to get away but it was no use. He forced my legs apart! I heard him fumbling with his belt buckle, heard the zipper then the sound of his pants falling to his knees as he hunched over me! I heard him tear the foil package of the condom open and turned just enough to see him rolling it down his throbbing erection! "Get back down bitch!" He said as he shoved me back down over the ottoman. I felt the air swirl around my legs and heard the swish as he flipped the skirt and slip up over my back. "Holy shit! You're wearing it all! Nylons, even garters!" He said as he started yanking at the white lacy nylon panties pulling them down! He finally pulled and then tore them away. He then forced my nyloned legs wider still and moved in behind me! I felt the condom, dripping with lubrication as he steered it into me, probing, pushing, trying to get in. "Come on! Relax sweetheart. You want to dress like a woman? Well since you like it so much I might as well treat you like one!" He said as he hunched over me, spread my nyloned legs even wider and finally forced himself inside me! I let out a girlish shriek as I felt the bulbous head enter me! Ben had been grunting and grimacing but now let out a satisfied groan as he pushed his weight against me and started sliding in! "Oh, yeah, that's it, that's it," he said as he worked me. I writhed as I struggled to get away but he only pulled me back up then forced me back down onto the ottoman. I screamed in pain as I felt him push further in! "Oh, yes! Yes! Take it baby" He said as he pushed in farther! I tried to wiggle away but it was no use now. As he leaned over me and pushed in deeper I grimaced and squealed as I gasped until I could feel his ball sack pressed tightly against me causing him to let out a satisfied groan! "Nice and tight, yes, my little bitch. Nice and tight!" He said as he then moved his hands down and took a hold of my hips and started thrusting into me, riding me! Then I could see across the room into a mirror as I grunted and gasped. There I was totally dressed like a woman complete with hairdo and makeup as Ben hunched over me humping madly as he stroked into me pistoning in and out! The pain was intense my mind was reeling at what was happening to me! Ben's anger seemed to be replaced now by satisfaction or a sense of it. He concentrated on the moment at hand as he worked me. He then laid over me holding the ottoman as he thrust into me. He smelled the perfume I was wearing, felt the silkiness of the lingerie and the skirt and blouse and heard the swishing sound they made as he worked me over. Then he started treating me like a woman! "Oh yesssss, that's it baby" he said as he humped me. "I just love feminine women, I love the sound and the feel of your feminine clothes. The make up, the pretty hairdo, yesssss" he said. His voice began to change, he began to tense up. He forced my knees wider causing me to fall downward just as he thrust up and then held me tight with his throbbing member buried as deep inside me as he could get it. Then I heard him gasp and tense up even more! He shook as I felt him swell inside me even more and his ball sack tightened! Then he groaned as I felt him spasm in orgasm! He thrust a couple more times then finally pulled out spent, his member now quickly softening with his load of sperm dangling at the end of the condom. He seemed exhausted as he got to his feet. He looked down at me still laying over the ottoman in a state of shock, the skirt and slip pulled up over my back, my nyloned legs still spread wide and the lacy, white nylon panties laying off to the side. "Feel like a lady now?" He said with a sense of satisfaction as he took off the condom then pulled his pants up and buckled his belt and zipped the zipper. "You get back upstairs, get out of those things and straighten the room up then get out. Understand!?" He said. I nodded yes and pulled myself up from the ottoman. I felt the slip and skirt swish back down as I stood. I picked up the panties then made my way back upstairs to do what he said. He came back upstairs just as I was getting back into my regular clothes. The place was straightened up and I had taken off all the makeup and put the clothes away. Ben looked me over as I finished. "You could be one cute little honey. And since you like to play dress up, why don't you stop by more often?" He said with a serious smile. "I think I've had enough," I said with red faced embarrassment, feeling as if I had just undergone my punishment and that this was the end of it. "No, no, no you don't understand" he said. "You start letting that hair grow, and I want to see your eyebrows plucked and your ears pierced next time too." "Next time!? There isn't going to be a next time," I replied. "It's either that or I phone the police!" He said as I paused in terrified thought. "That's more like it sweetie! Now you do understand. And If I were you I would order a pretty set of breast forms that feel real. Understand? And they'd better feel real and you'd better learn to act like a real lady because if you don't, I'm going to start you on female hormones and force you to be a lady! Then when I want, you'll come over here and spend the evening with me. You like to wear women's clothes? Well you're going to be getting all dolled up a lot from now on, and you'd better look pretty for me." "What if I say no and take my chances with the police?" I asked wanting to end everything right then and there calling his bluff then threatening him with a rape charge. "Oh, you'll do what I say alright," he continued. "You're going to satisfy me until I get tired of you. It shouldn't be any longer than a year or two! Because I understand a few things too. Little sissies like you just get off on the clothes. You like looking like a lady but the idea of becoming a real woman scares you to death, doesn't it sissy boy?" He said with seriousness then chuckled as he saw me gasp. "So you'll do what you are told or you'll find yourself moving away to a new town with me. I'll start you on female hormones and then after a while a few months later you'll be waking up in a hospital somewhere with real titties and a real pussy! Then we'll get legally married and you'll find yourself being the lady-of-the-house permanently, and for real! So you can just swish home now sweetie, I'll call you when I want to see you again." he said as I left the bedroom, went downstairs and left the townhouse through the front door.