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Sissy Husband By Margaret Jeanette Betty Burns was headed for her mother's place. Her mother lived eighty miles away. She was talking to her on her cell phone, actually arguing some more with her. Just like that her mother hung up on her. She dialed her back and when her mother answered she said she didn't want to talk to her and hung up again. Betty turned her car around and headed back home. So much for a week-end with mother. She knew her mother had a temper and it would take a few days for her to get over their argument. She smiled when she thought about her husband Jerry. They had been together all through high school and he had to ask her three times before she agreed to marry him. He would be surprised to see her back so soon. They could have an enjoyable week-end together. He fixed small engines in a shop where he had two men working for him. She wondered if they could still go for supper together -- she had left right after work. She knew he would wait until later to eat as he always did when he was home alone. She pulled into the garage and quietly entered the house. She saw the bathroom light was on and figured Jerry was in there. She got almost to the door of the bathroom when she saw Jerry in the mirror. He was putting on lipstick. She froze, then saw he was wearing her blue knit dress. She quickly went back out to the garage. She got into her car and sat there for quite a while, thinking about what to do about her discovery. The more she thought the angrier she got. If he wants to be a sissy then maybe she should make him be a sissy all the time. She got out of her car and went back into the house. He was sitting on the sofa in her blue dress, his face fully made up, reading the paper. He hadn't heard her come in. She coughed and he just about tore the paper in half lowering it. "You were going to be at your mothers all week-end!" "So you decided to fem yourself up, did you? Well, I don't want to hear a lot of crap out of you. Did you eat supper yet?" "No, I was going to eat later." "We can go eat now. Get ready. And make it quick!" "I'll go change. It will only take a minute." "Leave on what you are wearing. I'll get that wig I wore last Halloween for you to put on." "I have to get my shoes." "So mine don't fit you? I imagine you have tried them." She put the wig on his head and told him to get his shoes on. He said he couldn't go anywhere like that but she told him to shut up and do as she said. He was still in shock as she handed him a purse and pushed him out the door. She told him to get in her car and be quiet. "Let me explain!" "Shut up! I don't want to hear anything from you. You will do as I say or else! You want to dress as a sissy? You can. You want to be a sissy, I will see to it that you are a sissy. Now we are going to go get something to eat, inasmuch as you didn't have anything to eat ready at home." She stopped at a Cleopatra's Adult Shop that specialized in fetish clothing. She told him to come along and he said he didn't want to. She told him that he could get out of her car and not come home anymore, or else go in with her. He chose to go in with her. Inside she asked if they had heels in larger sizes. The man showed her their selection. She picked a pair of blue five inch heels that locked on the feet. She tore the tag off and handed it to the man. She saw some skimpy outfits there and selected a baby doll pajama that was ultra feminine. Then she saw chastity belts on the wall. She selected one that was called the ultimate. It had a battery and said it gave an electric shock if the penis grew. Then she saw training collars that gave electric shocks. She grabbed one of them. Then she spotted the corsets. She picked one that said it guaranteed a twenty-two inch waist and one that said it guaranteed good posture along with a wasp waist. She took all of the things to the counter. Jerry was just standing to one side, holding the heels in his hand. She told him to get over to the counter and pay the man. She told him to put his new shoes on. She told him to use his credit card to pay the bill. He gasped when he saw the total. The man gave her the keys to the shoes and told her good luck with her sissy. He could take only short steps with the heels on. She told him to hurry up back to the car so he walked faster, but still taking only short steps. She stopped at a restaurant, and he told her he wasn't hungry. She told him he was going in with her or else getting out and he knew the drill -- no coming home anymore. He accompanied her in. The hostess seated them and Betty ordered a stir-fry platter for herself and a chef's salad for Jerry. As they were waiting she questioned him. "Do you have a feminine name?" "No, will you let me explain?" "Just answer my questions. I am not in the mood for explanations that will bore me. Just answer when I speak to you, otherwise keep quiet." "How often do you dress up?" "This is the second time." "Tell me the truth! You did too good a job with your make-up for it to be your second time." "I don't know how many times, to tell the truth. It just relaxes me, is all!" "Well, you are going to be the most relaxed sissy in town. When I get done with you, you will be prancing your ass all over the place. Everyone will see you as the sissy you are. What do you have in your bra cups?" "Socks." "Well, the first thing we have to do is pick a nice feminine name for you. How does Melissa sound?" He didn't answer. He sat glowering at her. "When I talk to you I expect an answer." "Why do I need a feminine name?" "Because if you are going to look like a sissy, you need a sissy name. Now, how does Melissa sound?" "It sounds all right." He said in such a low voice that she knew he hated the idea of having a feminine name. "We can always call you Missy the Sissy," she said laughing. Their food arrived. She knew he hated salads, and saw he was just taking very small bites of it. "My you sure are eating very feminine with the small bites. Very good, there is hope for you yet." "Will you let me explain why I did what I did?" "I didn't say you could talk to me. The next time you talk out of turn you will be punished. Do you understand?" "All I want to do is explain it to you!" She scowled and got up and removed the wig from his head and told him to put it in his purse. Now everyone could see he was a man. His face was beet red and he wanted to dissolve into the floor. Finally they finished eating and were leaving. He heard a lot of giggling and remarks as they were leaving. Back in the car he hoped they would go right home but that was not to be the case. She stopped at a medical supply place and came out carrying a large bag. Then she stopped at a drugstore that featured all sorts of things including food. She picked up super sized Tampons and a lot of other things. He had to follow behind her and wonder why she was getting all that stuff. In the car she asked him how many of her dresses had he worn. He told her just one other, a black sleeveless one. She said the outfit he had on and the black one were his to wear now. She stopped at a strip mall that had a women's clothing shop on the end. They went in and when they left they had four more dresses for him, all with mini skirts, plus more hose and a garter belt for the hose. She had also gotten him three more nightgowns that were very feminine. They headed home and at home she made him put his new clothes away, telling him to leave a corset out and to give her the bag from the adult shop. She told him to empty his drawers of all his men's clothes as a sissy didn't need them. He filled three garbage bags with his old clothes and when he took them out to the garage she noticed he was finally taking little longer steps. She told him to come by her. She fastened the control collar around his neck and locked the tiny padlock. He asked why he needed that and she hit the control button. He sank to his knees in pain. She told him she didn't give him permission to speak and that he better keep quiet or else. He was surprised when she told him to strip in the bedroom then come into the bathroom. He did as she said, then saw when he got there that she had already run a bath for him. She covered him with some lotion and made him stand still for the longest time. The lotion started to sting quite a bit before she allowed him to get into the tub. He was never so glad to take a bath in his life. He saw all of his body hair leave him. After twenty minutes in the tub Betty told him to get out. She handed him a bottle of lotion and told him to rub it all over his body. When he had it rubbed in he smelled very feminine. Then she had him bend over the counter and she inserted a Fleet Enema into him and made him stand until he couldn't hold it any longer. Then she allowed him to expel it. Then he had to bend over the counter as she inserted a Vaseline coated super Tampon into his rear, telling him that's what sissies did. Then in the bedroom she put the posture control corset on him. When finally she had it laced to her satisfaction, he was surprised. He'd never known she was that strong. He could only take shallow breaths. Then it was the breast forms. She laughed as she glued them on, telling him sissies like big breasts and these were triple D's. When she hooked the red long-line bra on him she saw why his corset was called a posture corset. He had to stand with his breasts sticking out like two little mountains. He couldn't believe how heavy they were. Then she put the chastity belt on him, telling him a sissy didn't need that thing anyway. She played with his testicles and watched as his manhood swelled. He suddenly let out a scream as he got a shock in his groin. She laughed harder than she'd laughed in months at that. Then she had him put on the baby doll pajama that they'd gotten at the adult store. He stood there, blushing and afraid to move. She looked into the closet and saw his clothes hanging there, and chided him for not emptying his men's clothes out of there. She told him to get them out right away. He had tears in his eyes when he packed them into the garbage bags. Finally he had all of them out in the garage. She told him to that tomorrow he was to clean up the spare bedroom, as that was going to be his room from now on. She said she wasn't going to sleep with a sissy. She told him he could sleep on the sofa tonight. It was bedtime and he went into the bedroom and asked to speak with her. She granted his request as long as it didn't involve why he was wearing women's clothes. He asked her to unlock his shoes. She told him he might as well sleep in them as she knew he really loved them. He didn't sleep well at all. He did think that he always did whatevedr she said and got her whatever she wanted. He could not imagine life without her. He did fall into a fitful sleep and was sleeping deep when Betty got up. At eight she made a couple of phone calls. She was still very angry at him. Finally she got him up and allowed him to have a piece of toast and a cup of coffee. She told him to wear the black dress that was now his. He looked shocked when she grabbed his purse and took the wig out and put it back in the bedroom, telling him he didn't need it any more. She handed him his purse and told him to come with her. She drove him to her beauty salon and led him in. Sally met them right away and asked if this was the sissy she wanted done up. Betty told her it was and she knew what to do. When Sally was done with him he had curls and waves in his hair, but you could still tell he was a man in a dress. He had thin eyebrows and was wearing eye shadow, eye liner and mascara. His eyelashes looked extremely long and well separated. He had rosy cheeks and was wearing lavender lipstick that matched extremely long fingernails that had been super glued on. When Betty arrived to pick him up Sally told her she had used lip stain under the lipstick so if he wiped it off his lips would still appear like he was wearing lipstick. She said the rosiness on his cheeks was also a stain, and would last a long, long time. Betty told her she'd done an excellent job, and had him pay with his credit card. They left and he was surprised when she stopped at the adult store again. Inside she picked out a pair of black boots and a pair of red locking pumps for him to wear, both with five inch heels. She also picked up a penis gag for him, telling him she just knew he couldn't wait to use it. He started to say something and she hit the control button and he sank to his knees again. She said since he couldn't learn to keep quiet she had just the thing to remind him. She held out the penis gag and he held his mouth shut. She hit the button and when he opened his mouth to scream she inserted the penis gag and locked it on him. He felt like he was gagging but managed to overcome the urge to throw up. She told him to put on the black boots on after she unlocked his shoes. They came up to his knees and were tight on his calves. He locked their gold colored padlocks and paid the man for the purchases. He was thankful to get into the car to rest his legs. Betty took him to the main mall in town, and they had to walk almost the entire concourse before she stopped at a specialty jewelry kiosk. There she picked up a large gold jewel decorated pin that read 'Sissy Male' in large letters. She also found a necklace that had the name 'Missy' in it. She fastened it around his neck. As they were going back over their previous route she spied a dress in the window of a store that she knew he would just adore. She led him in and asked the clerk if they had it in his size. The clerk said they did and went to get it. Betty told him he was going to try it on. She said she would remove the gag if he promised to thank her very nicely for the new dress. He immediately shook his head yes. As she removed it she said she thought he should thank her for the jewelry they had just gotten. "Thank you very much for the pin and necklace. I love them." Betty smiled smugly as he said that. She knew he was coming around and that it should be downhill from here on out. When he stepped out of the dressing room she knew that this was the perfect sissy dress for him. It was black with a sheer black top that showed his underwear, and had black sequins all over it. It was a definite attention grabber. He changed back into the dress he'd been wearing earlier, and when he came out of the dressing room Betty asked him if he wasn't forgetting something. "Betty, I want to thank you for the beautiful dress. I just love it." "I never gave you the right to call me Betty. You will call me loving mistress from now on. Now, thank me properly. "Loving mistress, thank you for the dress." "You can do better than that. Now do it and mean it!" "Loving mistress, Thank you for the beautiful dress. I can't wait to wear it." "That's better. Now is there anything else you need to make you look more sissyish." "Not that I can think of." They were on their way to the check out and passing through the jewelry area when Betty saw a woman's watch that she knew would be perfect for him. It had a watch band that had sparkling stones that reflected light from all over. As she picked it out she saw a pair of earrings that had nine little bells held in a triangle. She got them also. Then it was a sparkling slave ankle bracelet that she knew he would just adore. As they were heading for the checkout she noticed he was taking longer steps in his heels. She smiled as she noticed he was swinging his hips as a true sissy would. They got home and she told him to scrub the kitchen floor. She told him he could do it on his hands and knees. He heard her on the phone but couldn't quite make out the conversation. Ten minutes later he heard the doorbell ring. Betty told him to answer the door so he got up and went to answer it. He was totally surprised to see his brother Jim standing there. "Betty told me she had made some changes in you but I never thought it was this. What, are you going to a costume party or something?" "No, it's a long story and I don't care to talk about it." Jim came in and Betty asked him if he needed some new clothes. He said he could always use new clothes, and Betty told him they had a lot of them in the garage. She guessed he'd never known that his brother was such a sissy, and asked how he liked his brother's outfit. He said it looked very sexy, and laughed. She made him help Jim get the clothes into his car. He had tears in his eyes, as he knew it was going to be a long time before he had a chance to get back into men's clothes. He got back to scrubbing the floor and when he got done he was crying because of what Betty was doing to him. She saw him crying and chided him for being such a big sissy. She told him her husband would never cry like that. He was at a complete loss about what to do. He knew he had to get her to understand something. He decided it was time to make her listen. He approached her and grabbed her by the shoulders, looking her straight in the eye. "There is something I have to tell you and I want you to listen. I only put those clothes on to relax my nerves. Some days are very strenuous to me and I found that wearing a dress relaxes me, that's all. You are taking this to extremes." She hit the button and he fell to his knees. She hit the button again and he was lying on the floor. "Now, you listen to me. I didn't dress you in my blue dress. Like I told you, you are going to be the most relaxed sissy in town. I also told you how you are to address me and you better get that through your head. You dressed as a sissy and I am only giving you what you must want. You are going to continue to dress as the sissy you are. Now I expect you to apologize for what you just did to me. You are not to put your sissy hands on me ever again, do you understand?" He saw her holding on the remote with her finger ready to push the button. "I understand. I am sorry for grabbing you and not addressing you with your title." "Now, you can curtsy to me and from now on I want you to curtsy to me and any women you meet. I want you to tell me you want to be a sissy from now on and I want you to believe it and make it believable to me. Now start curtsying and keep on curtsying until I tell you to stop, and start talking to me about how you really want to be a sissy." She saw his shoulders slump and defeat in his eyes. He started curtsying and she told him to keep making them deeper until he got it right. He kept curtsying and told her he wanted to stay being a sissy for her. She kept him saying he wanted to be her sissy until she was tired of hearing it. After fifteen minutes of him curtsying she told him it was passable and he should remember to curtsy properly to her and any other woman who addressed him and before he left their presence. She also told him he had to clear out the spare bedroom and get his clothes into the closet there. She left, and he started to clear the bedroom and move his clothes into the closet. He had tears in his eyes as he thought about what was happening to him. When she returned he was still transferring his new clothes to the spare bedroom closet. When she told him he was taking too long transferring them he gave her a dirty look. She told him she had found the perfect dress for him to wear when they went out tonight. He knew it would be one to humiliate him. He heard the doorbell ring and wondered who it was now. Betty told him to answer it. He opened the door and saw Susanna and Debra there. He invited them in and they were laughing as they entered. Betty knew he had a thing for Susanna and that Debra couldn't stand him. Betty told him to get them each a cup of coffee He got three cups of coffee and served them on a tray with a sugar and creamer on it. He curtsied to each as he served it. Debra laughed as he curtsied to her. Debra said, "You were right, he does make a great sissy." "Well, he made himself a sissy by wearing my clothes. I still can't believe he could do such a thing but he loves the new clothes that he gets to wear now." "You know, he looks like a sissy but he doesn't smell like one. I have just the thing in the car for him." Debra got up and went out, and quickly returned carrying a bottle of perfume. She asked Betty if she could do the honors and Betty told her to go ahead. She sprayed him liberally with the heavy, floral scented perfume. He felt he was going to gag. "I got this perfume from a boyfriend but it is too heavy a scent for me and it doesn't wash off. I tried it once and I could still smell it three days later. You can't get rid of the smell." Both girls said they didn't know how he could walk in those heels. Betty told him to show them how nicely he walked in his heels, and had him walk back and forth across the room. All three of them were laughing openly at him and his face showed pure grief. When Betty held up the remote with her finger on the button his expression changed to terror. She finally told him to go back to transferring his clothes. He was glad to get out of their presence. He finished transferring all of the clothes and sat on his bed and thought about what was happening to him. He tried to think who he could turn to, and couldn't come up with anyone. He knew he was becoming more and more depressed. He didn't know how much more he could take. When Betty came in he asked his mistress for permission to speak, and then told her he didn't think he could take much more of this. She told him she wasn't interested and told him he better concentrate on being the sissy he is. She laughed when he started crying. She left him to do his crying thinking he was like a true sissy. Betty came in and told him it was time to get ready for supper and the evening's activities. She told him to get his dress off so he could get ready to go out. He got out of the dress and she had him slide his arms into the tight sleeves of a red dress. Then she pulled it on him and went behind him to zip it up. The zipper ran from the hem to the top of the dress. When it was zipped up he could take only a four inch step. It was covered with glittering red sequins that would draw everyone's eyes to it. She took him to a restaurant and asked for a table in the center of the dining area. She told the host she wanted to be sure everyone saw her sissy husband. He couldn't believe she was doing this. They were seated two minutes when a woman came over by them. It was Tonya, who Betty worked with. She asked why Betty wasn't at her mother's like she had said at work. Betty told her she had to change her plans and when she got home she found her husband in her dress, so she changed his name to Melissa and was now making him the sissy he is. Tonya said if it was her she would have his balls cut off and make him the woman he must want to be. Betty said that was a great idea, maybe she would do that. After they'd eaten she drove to an area he didn't know of. She parked in the lot of a place called The Club and made him accompany her inside, where he saw something he'd never thought possible. There were two or four people at each table, one or two of them kneeling on the floor or in some other humiliating position. Betty led him to a table and told him to kneel on the floor. A man came and took her drink order. She ordered, and ordered Melissa a glass of water. The waiter whispered something in her ear. She told him to go ahead -- that it was a great idea. The drinks arrived and she had just gotten a sip of her drink when a man came and sat down next to her. He told her he was the owner of the club and had not seen her before. She said that she had just brought her sissy husband here. The owner told her she was too pretty to have a sissy husband. She said he was right, she needed a real man. The owner offered to be that real man, and since he was pretty handsome she accepted his advances. Soon the two if them were kissing and he was feeling her up. Melissa took a swallow of the water and suddenly had to urinate badly. He asked Betty if he could go to the bathroom. She didn't answer and he started to get up. Betty saw and pushed him back down. He told her he had to go to the bathroom now. She told him he was interrupting her activities and he would never get the dress open in time anyway. He held it as long as he could, then felt first a few drops come out, then the flood. When Betty saw the puddle on the floor she chided him for being a baby. She gave the owner her address and invited him to come over tomorrow afternoon as she needed a real man. She said she had to get her baby home. In the car she chewed him out for peeing his new dress. She didn't tell him the water had a strong diuretic in it. She told him maybe they should put him in diapers if he couldn't control his urges. At home she helped him out of his dress and helped him get undressed for a bath. When he got out of the tub she put his other corset on him. She was surprised to find it had steel stays that wouldn't bend. He was in pain when she finally tied off the laces, but she had to admit he did have a very feminine shape wearing it. He crawled into bed wanting the day to end. Even with all the pain from the corset he fell asleep right away. He was awake early and still felt tired. He tried to think of a way out of his situation. He couldn't come up with anything that made sense. Betty came in and told him it was time to get up. He got up and just stood there, not moving. Betty told him to go refresh his make-up. He moved mechanically into the bathroom and refreshed his make-up. He just stood there until Betty told him to come get some breakfast. He went to the kitchen with a vacant look on his face. Betty noticed the change in him and finally could take no more. She went up to him and slapped his face hard. He shook his head and seemed to come around. She told him to go put on his pink and white mini dress. He went and got dressed as she said. All he could think of was that his world was coming to an end. He went back toward where Betty was and she told him to clean up the breakfast mess. He went and cleaned it up slowly. When he had it cleaned up she told him to clean the living room real well, as a real man was coming over in the afternoon. He devoted himself to slowly cleaning it up. It took him until Betty told him to come have a sandwich and a cup of coffee. She watched as he took the tiniest bites out of his sandwich. She knew she had broken him. She felt a sense of power that was unlike any she had ever felt before. She got up and went to put on something sexy to meet her upcoming visitor. She knew she had taken a long time to get ready but when she came into the dining area he was still taking small bites of his sandwich. He just about had it gone. She told him to hurry it up as he had to get the place cleaned up before their guest arrived. He had everything cleaned when the doorbell rang. It was the man from last night and he had a box of chocolates for Betty. She greeted him with a kiss on his lips and they settled on the couch. She dismissed Melissa until she would call him. He went to his room and sat on his bed. He knew he was losing it and he couldn't do anything about it. He heard her call him and he got up and went to the living room. She was naked from the waist up and she told him he had to get Sam ready for her. He didn't know what she was talking about. She told him to get over by them and kneel down. Then she had Sam unzip his pants and take his member out. Then she told Melissa to suck it to get it ready for her. Melissa like a robot leaned forward and took it in his mouth and started to suck on it slowly. After some time Betty said that was long enough and told him to go back to his room. He did and soon he heard the two of them going into Betty's bedroom. He heard them making love and Betty groaning as he had never heard before. It seemed to last forever. Finally, three hours later he heard them going back toward the living room. It wasn't ten minutes later that Betty called him. He went to her and saw she was making soup on the stove and laughing at him. "You know it is really a treat to have a real man make love to you. Oh, I know you are a sissy and you don't know what a real man is like. Let me tell you that a real man knows how to treat a lady in bed. Maybe if I decide to get your balls cut off you will experience a real man inside you too. It is like being in another world. But you are too busy being a sissy to appreciate that. You can't satisfy a woman, being a sissy like you are." She set the two bowls of soup on the table, and had to tell him to sit down and eat before his soup got cold. He sat down and ate three spoonfuls of soup, then stopped. She was chatting steady until she looked at him and saw he was just staring straight ahead. "You aren't listening to a word I am saying, are you?" He didn't answer her. She said he was just jealous that she had been serviced by a real man, then finished her soup. She told him if he wasn't going to eat his soup to dump it and clean up the mess. She finally shook his shoulder and repeated her command. He got up and did as she said. It took him an hour to clean up. She finally told him to go to bed. He went, and soon was in bed staring at the ceiling. The next morning as she had breakfast she saw he still wasn't eating anything. He didn't look as spaced out as he did yesterday. She thought it was just that yesterday he'd had to get over what was happening to him. She grabbed her purse and said, "I'll see you later." "Yes, you'll see me but I won't see you." She stopped dead in her tracks and wondered what he meant by that. Then she decided he was just trying to get her goat and left for work. At work she couldn't get it out of her mind, what he had said. She knew she had broken his spirit to fight back, that he would do whatever she said from now on. Back at home he sat at the table writing a letter. It was taking a long time to write, as he wanted to get it just right. When Betty arrived home she was greeted with a gruesome sight. Melissa lay on the kitchen floor in a pool of blood. There was an envelope pinned to the front of his dress with her name on it. She took the envelope and opened it. Inside was a letter. It read. "Betty -- It is too bad you didn't love me as I loved you. I would do almost anything for you but you went too far. You used what you called me, a sissy, to justify your adultery. All I wanted to do was relax, and I found a way that you couldn't see, only so it wouldn't bother you. I am sorry I wasn't the man you thought I was but I never hurt anyone the way you hurt me. I knew that you were the only person in the world for me, and now that is lost. Now you can live with the thought that you caused me to do what I am about to do. We can never be like we were so it is time to say good-by. -- Jerry or Melissa or whatever you want to call me." She was in shock. She called 911 and soon the house was full of police and paramedics and then the coroner. She answered some questions and watched as they put him in a body bag to take to the morgue. She became uncontrollable, and the paramedics had to tranquilize her. They took her to the hospital and she was admitted. She was unable to attend his funeral, as by then she was in a state institution. Nine months later her mother picked her up and took her home to live with her until she could get her life back together. She still had times she cried her eyes out, but she was coming along. (c) 2006 by Margaret Jeanette