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The Face-off By Margaret Jeanette Jerry Simpson was having a great day. They had just gotten their fifth order and it was still mid-afternoon. He had a small parts business that provided parts for office machines, any make, and also small machine parts that were hard to find. He had a machine shop that could reproduce just about any part from the broken part. He called his secretary, Monica Sanders, into his office. She was a real pretty woman two years younger than he was. He would never kick her out of bed, but he was happily married even if his wife was a little over-bearing at times. "We are having a great day. It seems more and more machines are breaking and need our services. Besides we just picked up a new customer, Nova Industries. They were referred by Tom Watson at Krueger Products. Send Tom a dozen golf balls. I know he plays a lot of golf." "I'll do that. You know, with all of the paperwork we need someone besides Jenny to do the filing. I'm putting out more work than she can handle. Maybe you could advertise for a secretary-filer position." "I'll call the paper and place the ad. You sure look nice today!" "My boyfriend is picking me up right from here to go out tonight. So I had to wear something special." "Have fun on your date." She left and one more order came in. If he had known his wife Sandy was screwing the newest intern while he was talking to Monica he would have fainted. Sandy was a lawyer, and Vice-President for Small Business at the town's leading law firm. She couldn't believe the size of Peter Mullins' tool. It was humongous and filled her to excess. She was well sated after he finished on the couch in her office. That night at supper Jerry told her how well everything was going. He told her he was adding another staff person. She congratulated him on how well the business was doing. That night when they were undressing to go to bed she saw he was wearing the blue panties with the white lace trim. He had worn panties since the date after he had proposed to her. When he'd proposed, she'd said he had to control his erections, and she wanted to be sure he didn't pay special attention to other women. He'd thought he was getting the greatest woman in the world and had agreed to wear panties from then on. She had given him six pair of fancy lace trimmed panties to wear. Since then they had worn out and he'd received fancier ones. They made love, and she thought it was like having nothing in her as he made love to her. She sure wished he was hung like Peter. She thought he might as well have nothing there, compared to Peter. They finished and she lay awake thinking about what she could do to make him realize he wasn't a fit love-making partner for her. She knew she had to do something to make him more submissive to her so he'd accept having no sex with her. The next day she was playing racquetball with Dr. Blaze Morgan, her doctor. They were very close, and Sandy knew she hated men. Sandy told her she wanted to make Jerry more submissive to her and asked what could she do. Dr. Morgan smiled and suggested hormones to her. Sandy asked what they would do, and Dr. Morgan told her they would change his body and make him more dependent on her. She said he would not be able to get an erection and would in all likelihood develop a woman-like figure. Sandy said that was exactly what she was looking for. Dr. Morgan wrote her a prescription for the strongest estrogen available, then told her to stop by the office and she would give her an injection to give him to speed up the process. That evening on the way home she stopped at the doctor's office and the doctor gave her two shots to administer to him, telling her that by the end of a week he wouldn't be able to get it up and would probably be developing breasts. Sandy then stopped to fill the prescription. He didn't notice any change in taste in the cup of coffee that was laced with the hormone. At bedtime she gave him a glass of warm milk laced with a sleeping pill. He fell asleep almost instantly. When she gave him the shot in his rear he didn't even flinch. Two nights later the scene was repeated. Sandy had already noticed his breasts were starting to change as the areolas started to get larger. They seemed to stick out a little. A week after she had started him on the regimen, she decided to try to see if it was working. She told him she was feeling hot and needed specuial attention. But he couldn't get it up no matter what he did. He worried about this, but she said it might just be that he was having one of those days. She fell asleep smiling. The next morning when she suggested she make a doctor's appointment for him he replied that doctors are for pregnant women and children. She smiled that he had a fear of doctors. By the next week he noticed his slacks were tighter in the rear and his shirts were tighter in the chest area. When he mentioned it to Sandy she said maybe he should exercise more. He didn't care for that idea. She saw he was developing an unmistakeable feminine shape. The next morning she presented him with a new pair of panties to wear. They were pink with a red-lace-outlined heart in front. She told him he looked pretty in them. Then she produced a red lace bra and told him he should wear it to protect his shoulder muscles. He protested that it was not necessary, but she persisted until he agreed to wear it. None of his shirts now really fit him, and she made him wear a white blouse with small white lace on it. She told him that his tie hid most of the lace, that no one would be the wiser. He protested more vehemently and she told him he had to see a doctor. He finally agreed to see a doctor and she said she would make an appointment for him. At the office, Monica and Jenny had both noticed the changes in him but had not said anything. Jenny told Monica she had to say something to him, because she saw lace on his blouse and was sure he was wearing a red bra underneath it. She thought Monica could handle it. Monica came into his office and sat down. "There is something I have to talk to you about. I know you don't like doctors but I think you better see one soon." Just then his private line rang. It was Sandy telling him he had an appointment at four that afternoon with Dr. Morgan. He hung up and Monica continued. "We couldn't help but notice that your chest is swelling and you are getting a more feminine shape. Jenny says she is sure you are wearing a bra. I would appreciate it if you would tell me what is going on." "I don't know what is going on. I know my body is changing and I don't know why. My wife says it's just the stress from my job but I don't believe that. That was just her on the phone -- she has made an appointment for me with a Doctor Morgan for this afternoon." "Good! It is about time you saw a doctor. I am very worried about you. I like you a lot and I worry about the people I like." She left feeling better that he was seeing a doctor. At four he was at the doctor's office. He never noticed she was an OB/Gyn doctor. He did notice that he was the only man in the waiting room. He was called to see the doctor and the nurse took his blood pressure and pulse. She asked the standard questions and then gave him a paper gown to put on after he had stripped to his underpants. Less than five minutes later the doctor entered. She greeted him and asked what his problem was. He told her about how his body was changing and that he didn't know why. She had a nurse come in and take a blood sample, and gave the nurse a sheet with the tests she wanted taken on the sample. Then she started to examine him. When she examined his breast she said he should be wearing a bra to protect his upper muscles, and he said he was. When she examined his testicles and penis she had him lying flat on the table with his feet in the stirrups. She did a very thorough examination. She told him to get dressed and smiled when she saw his panties and bra. She stopped him from getting dressed any further. "There is possibly something we can do about your breasts. There is an injection I can give you that works in fifty per cent of the cases. In the other fifty per cent of the cases it makes the breasts larger. It is your decision whether we use it or not." "Go ahead! There isn't much to lose." She gave him the injection, telling him that in three days he would know if it worked or not. The nurse came in with the results of his blood work and the doctor looked at them. "There is nothing in your blood work that surprises me. I want to see you in a week. Stop at the desk in front and they will set you up for next week. I am going to give you a prescription for a hormone booster. Take one pill every morning and every night. Usually it is one a day but in your instance I think it should be two a day. Have a nice day!" He got his next appointment and left. When he arrived home, Sandy was already there. She asked about the doctor and he told her the doctor had given him two shots, one in each breast, and a prescription as well. Sandy commented that Doctor Morgan was a top-notch doctor, the best in town. That night they tried to make love again but again he couldn't get it up. Sandy said that if this continued he might as well wear a dress. She sounded very angry that he couldn't get it up. Jerry meanwhile was getting disoriented with everything that was happening. He hadn't even noticed that he didn't have to shave as often as he did before. The next morning Sandy handed him another white blouse. It wasn't until he had it on that he noticed the three vertical rows of ruffles on each side of it. He protested that he couldn't wear that. "You will either wear that or take it off. If you take it off I'll give you my pink blouse with the lace trim and one of my skirt suits to wear. It's up to you, either that blouse or the pink one. Which one will it be?" She sounded so commanding that he settled on the blouse he had on. He didn't like it but felt compelled to do as she said. He couldn't figure out what was going on, how things were changing. Sandy was becoming more and more dominant and he wasn't fighting it. At work Monica said he might as well be wearing skirts to go with the blouses he was wearing. She sympathized with him and told him she would help in any way she could. He told her about how dominant Sandy was becoming, that she seemed to be taking control of everything he did. He told her that for some unknown reason he just wasn't standing up to her like he used to do. That night at supper Sandy told him to meet her at the Business Woman store so he could get clothes of his own. She said he couldn't continue to wear hers as she was running out of clean clothes to wear. He didn't like the idea of getting clothes in a woman's store but didn't argue with her. The next morning she had him put on one of her skirt suits for work. He protested that he couldn't go to work like that but she told him he could and would go to work wearing those clothes because that was all there was that was clean. He felt completely demoralized. He hoped tomorrow Doctor Morgan would have something that would work to return him to normal. His breasts had grown larger. Monica told him he looked very successful in his skirt suit. He didn't feel successful and wondered what was going on. He started to wonder about Sandy and what she was doing to him. He had to have a good talk with her but he didn't know what to say or how to say it. At work Sandy had her daily afternoon delight with Peter. He was just awesome in the love-making department. Afterward she was convinced she was doing the right thing to Jerry. After work he met Sandy at the Business Woman store. He felt out of place and odd being there. "Why can't we see if we can find some new men's clothes? I don't want to wear dresses!" "With your body women's clothes are all that is going to fit you properly. Now, you can pick out some or I will." "I am not going to pick out any dresses. What part of 'I don't want to wear any dresses' don't you understand?" "I understand you don't want to wear dresses but that is all that will fit you. We'll see if we can find some pantsuits to fit you, but you will still have to wear a blouse with it. Now, let's get started!" He slowly walked behind her. She started picking out skirt suits and had four picked out. He asked about pants suits and she went to where a rack of them were. She felt a little bitchy that he wasn't contributing to the selection of anything, so she picked out a pink and a lavender pantsuit that she knew would fit him. Then she went and picked out the most feminine blouses to go with the new outfits. She was going to show him who was in charge and make him even more dependent on her. She was going to take all of the fight out of him. She then picked out a woman's watch and some assorted jewelry for him. She sprayed him with some samples of perfume to see what scent smelled the best on him, and ended up getting some lilac perfume for him to wear. She then sprayed him liberally with it, and he smelled like a bouquet of lilacs. They finally finished and checked out. Then she stopped at a restaurant so they could eat supper. He was devastated about how things were going. He wished he could change things around. He wondered why he couldn't get an erection anymore, and what was happening to their marriage. He didn't know why but he was afraid to say anything to Sandy about what she was doing to him. The next day he wore the pink pantsuit. It actually felt funny to be wearing pants again but he liked it. The blouse was white with a lot of ruffles and lace but it was the most masculine of the blouses Sandy had picked out. When he mentioned how feminine it was she told him he didn't help pick out anything so that was what he got, and she sprayed him heavily with the perfume. At work Monica came in and said she had to talk to him about something important. He told her to go ahead. "Well, I am worried about you and what is happening to you. I never thought I would see the day you would come to work in a dress but you did. Your outfit today is so feminine no one would suspect you are not a woman. What is happening to you? I have my suspicions and they are not good. I don't trust your wife or your doctor. I think more should be done to see what is going on." "I am sure there is something going on but I don't know what. I would appreciate any help I can get." "Now, if I understand right your wife started this, then she sent you to her doctor, not a doctor you chose. I checked, and found that Doctor Morgan is a woman's doctor. I asked around about her and found two friends who go to her. They both said she hates men. Now, what would a man-hating doctor do with a man but change him into a more suitable patient? I get the feeling your wife is in on it. I think they are working together. I tried to think why, and the only things I can think of are that your wife is a lesbian or else is having an affair and using this to justify it. I am sorry but that is all I can think of." "You make a pretty good argument. I know something is going on but I have no idea what. Do you have any idea how I can find out?" "Yes, I do! I think you should get a second opinion. You could go to the doctor I see. He is wonderful and a great doctor. His name is Doctor Taft and he is only a block away. Can I make an appointment for you?" "Yes, do that! Maybe he will see something Doctor Morgan doesn't see." Monica left and was back in less than ten minutes, telling him Doctor Taft could see him in a half hour at eleven o'clock. She left and he thought about whether Sandy could be a lesbian. Maybe that was why she demanded he wear panties in their relationship -- and the urges do get stronger as you get older. Then he thought about how except for that time of the month she used to feel she had to have sex at least every third day, and now it was like she wasn't even missing it. He wondered if she was indeed having an affair. At eleven he was talking to Doctor Taft, who immediately ordered blood and urine tests. When he told him what Doctor Morgan had done the doctor said he didn't know of any shots that would decrease breast size, only ones that increased it. When he mentioned Monica's suspicions the doctor said they were both possibilities. When the doctor asked why he'd gone to a woman's doctor, he said he'd gone where his wife had made the appointment without knowing that she specialized in women's problems. When the doctor received the test results he couldn't believe it. He ordered another set taken to verify the results. "The first set shows a level of estrogen in you that is the highest I have ever seen. I haven't seen that level in women on estrogen therapy. You have to be taking massive amounts of estrogen to reach that level. There is a super pill out that you take twice a week but even that wouldn't make you reach the level you're at unless you were taking it daily or more often. Are you taking any pills now?" He told him there was one that Doctor Morgan had said was a hormone booster pill. The doctor asked him if his wife had given him anything to drink on a regular basis and he said every morning she had his coffee ready for him and every evening she had a glass of warm milk for him. The doctor told him to be suspicious of any drinks he didn't get for himself. Then the second set of tests came back and confirmed that he first set was right. "Stay away from Doctor Morgan and watch whatever you put in your mouth. I can start you on an anti-estrogen program but it will take quite awhile to overcome your high levels. I am afraid it is going to take months, and even then you may need surgery to remove your breasts. Stop taking the pill Doctor Morgan gave you and get these prescriptions filled and follow the instructions faithfully. For God's sake DON"T PUT ANYTHING IN YOUR MOUTH THAT YOU DON'T GET FOR YOURSELF! I'll see you in a week to see how the program is working." He stopped at the drug store on the way back to the office, and once back he called Monica into his office and told her what Doctor Taft had told him. Monica suggested he keep the prescription medicines in the office so Sandy wouldn't be able to do anything to them. He thought that was an excellent idea. When he got home Sandy wanted to know why he had cancelled his appointment with Doctor Morgan. He told her a new client was in the office and he had to deal with him. He said the business came first as it was still growing. That night when Sandy gave him the glass of warm milk he said he had to go to the toilet, and he flushed it down the drain. The next morning he managed to spill the first cup of coffee, apologizing for being so clumsy. When he went to refill the cup he saw a small remnant of a pill in the cup. He rinsed the cup and refilled it. At work he told Monica about seeing the small piece of pill in the cup. He felt pretty proud of himself over how things were starting to work out. He invited Monica to lunch and at lunch he thanked her for her great advice. It was Thursday, and Thursdays were usually busy days. They picked up another first-time customer and things were looking up. "Today we got another first-time customer," he told Sandy. "It seems our service record is getting out to the people who do the ordering at the companies in town. Also, today we got a part made for a machine that there is no one who carries parts for it. It wasn't a big part but very necessary." "That's wonderful. I have something to say to you. You know it isn't easy going this long without the attention of a man. I have invited a man from work here Saturday evening. He is going to pay attention to my needs. You know you are unable to meet them so it should be all right. I am telling you so you can prepare for it." "You mean to tell me you are going to have sex with another man?" "Yes, I can't go so long without being satisfied. You are almost a woman and still are getting used to being a woman. I have needs you know!" "I know, but can't those needs be filled somehow wome other way?" "I can't think of any other way they can be satisfied. I am letting you know because you have to admit that you can't fulfill the functions of being a husband." He sat quietly, thinking about what she had said. She figured he was too far along to go back to being any sort of man. She had him effectively trapped. He would have to go along with anything she said now! . He now knew she was having an affair. He wondered when it had started, and figured that it started before the changes started in him. He knew her and knew how her mind worked. This was looking like she had planned it from the beginning. He was angry, but at the same time he felt happy to have figured it out. On Friday morning when Sandy handed him the cup of coffee he said he wanted orange juice instead, and poured himself a glass of orange juice. Sandy figured one missed dose isn't going to make much difference with all the hormones he'd already received. He could tell by her body language that she was miffed, not really angry but a little upset. He relished the thought that he had managed to dump the last doses of hormones. Sandy told him he had an appointment with Doctor Morgan at two this afternoon. He knew he was going to be too busy to make it again. When he arrived at work and was walking in, for the first time he noticed how the skirt swirled around his legs. He was happy that he had finally found out what Sandy was up to. He wasn't as angry as he'd thought he'd be if he ever found she'd cheated on him. She'd made remarks about a couple of their men friends, wondering how they might be in bed, but to his knowledge she never followed up on them. He was positively strutting when he entered the office. Monica followed him into his office with a cup of hot coffee. "Ah, my first cup of coffee today. I had orange juice that I poured myself this morning instead of coffee. Last night Sandy told me she'd invited a man from her work to come Saturday evening. She even said they were going to have sex. She is so confident that I won't do anything that she was just about bursting, telling me I can't act like a husband anymore." "What are you going to do about it?" "I have absolutely no idea. I am going to play it by ear. Maybe I'll go to one of those lesbian bars and get some beautiful woman and take her home with me. Maybe I'll just go to bed early and let her have her fun. I just don't know hat I am going to do." "Well, good luck! It takes a lot of nerve to bring a lover into your house in front of your husband even if you have rendered him useless in bed." He was sitting at his desk thinking about what Monica had said. She was right, it did take a lot of guts to bring your lover into your house while your husband was there. He started getting angry about it, and then realized that a week ago he wouldn't have been so angry. Things were starting to go his way. Then he laughed at himself. He had no idea what he would do about Sandy's lover. He thought about how his temper had been nearly non-existent the last little while, though now he could feel it coming back. It was a welcome feeling, but he wondered if he should just get out while she had her lover were there. He would definitely have to play it by ear. That evening Sandy was furious that he hadn't been to see Doctor Morgan. He told her the man who was bringing the all-in-one for the office was supposed to be there at nine and didn't come until one, and it took him the rest of the afternoon to learn how to use it. She accepted his explanation. Then she showed him two dresses that were very fancy. She said he should wear one tomorrow and the other Sunday. He set the outfit he was going to wear tomorrow on the chair in the bedroom. He liked everything organized, and that part of him hadn't changed. After a relaxing bubble bath he put his satin nightgown on. He loved how it felt on his body. He wondered why he hadn't noticed how nice it felt before, then decided it was because he was so worried about what was happening to him. He wondered why he liked the feel of the women's clothes so much. He should feel bad about wearing them, but he didn't. The next morning he wore the coral dress with a sweetheart neckline and ruffle edge on the skirt. He felt sexy in it and wondered why he felt so happy wearing a dress. He decided what the hell, and went for a drive. He rode past a beauty parlor and nail palace, and on the spur of the moment stopped in for a manicure. When he left he had nails that matched his dress and nails that were perfectly shaped and shiny. He laughed as he thought about how nice it was to feel pampered. He returned home and Sandy greeted him. He asked her about the man who was coming over. "He has the greatest moves and he is hung like a horse. He completely fills you up. It is too bad you can't experience his love-making. He is fabulous!" He went into the bedroom to have time to think. He put his outfit for tomorrow on the chair with everything he was going to wear. All the while he thought about how Sandy had just admitted that this wasn't her first time with him. He had been a cuckold and hadn't known it until now. They had a very light evening meal because Sandy said she didn't want to feel filled until she made love. She told him he should sleep in the spare bedroom for tonight. The doorbell rang and he watched as she greeted a man with a kiss. He didn't like the idea of her having a man in the house. He stayed in the kitchen until Sandy called for him to make drinks for the two of them. He made the drinks. When he took them in by them he saw her blouse was unbuttoned and the man had his hand on her breast. He told Sandy he was going to bed early. He lay in bed and thought about how terrible it was that his wife was openly cheating on him. How could she do something like this? She had told him she could do as she liked because he couldn't satisfy her needs. This wasn't acceptable to him. He was getting angrier and angrier. He heard them go into the bedroom and soon heard the unmistakable sounds of their foreplay. That was it! He had to do something! He went into the bedroom and neither one of them noticed him. He opened the drawer of his nightstand and took out the pistol he kept there. He hit the light switch. They were both naked. "I think you should go home! Party's over!" "What?" "Get dressed and get out!" The man got out of bed and was reaching for his underwear. "No, don't touch that! She likes men in dresses. Put on the clothes on the chair!" The man looked at the clothes there. He protested and was told to put them on or the pistol would give him pierced ears. He slowly put on the panties. He was told to move faster or something terrible might happen. In less than five minutes he was dressed in the dress. He went to reach for his clothes saying he had to get his car keys. "You can come back tomorrow and get them, if you come wearing your new dress. You might as well get used to it, she loves men in dresses. That is why she put me in one." The man looked positively pathetic as he walked out of the bedroom. Next, Jerry glared at Sandy. "I think tomorrow you better get your things together and move out. I will see you in court!" "How could you do that? You wrecked the most wonderful time I have ever had!" "That's too bad but I would get some sleep. You have a busy day tomorrow. Good night!" He went back into the spare bedroom and in no time was fast asleep. When he awoke he felt fully refreshed. Then he thought about what had happened last night. He couldn't believe he had done that. He was having his morning coffee when Sandy came out. "Would you really have shot him?" "Probably" "Then what? Would you have shot me?" "Probably. The penalty is the same no matter how many you kill." "How can you do something like that? I told you about why he had to be here. He was here because I invited him." "You had better start getting packing. You have a lot to do today." "You are really serious about this." "Yes, you set things up with Doctor Morgan and fed me female hormones without my knowledge, so now it is time to pay the price." "With you in your condition how was I to get satisfied? Answer that, if you can!" "We could have gotten a dildo or almost anything else. You didn't have to break our wedding vows. You went beyond the limits of our marriage without thinking about how I would take it. You knew what was happening to me and you were responsible but you kept on pushing the limit. Now you have to pay the price. How can you justify what you did to me?" Sandy started crying. Then between sobs "I lost it in a moment of weakness. I broke our vows and he filled me so fantastically that I wanted him more. I continued to enjoy his attentions and figured I had to change you so you would feel guilty about not being able to satisfy my sexual urges. I am so sorry for what I did to you. I never thought it would come to this!" "Well, it has, and now you have to carry on alone or with your new-found lover. I don't care what you do or where you go. I am sorry but you killed any love I had for you." She got up and went back to the bedroom. He thought more about what he had done. He still couldn't believe he had pointed a gun at anyone in anger. He hadn't thought he could ever shoot anyone, but now he had his doubts. He could never shoot Sandy, but he wasn't going to let her know that. As she was moving her stuff she handed him a vial of pills, telling him he was too far along to go back so he might as well keep on taking them. He kept the vial to use during the divorce proceedings and the malpractice suit he would mount against Dr. Morgan. They got divorced and each went their own way. He had breast reduction surgery and it took almost a year before he felt any stirring in his penis, but it eventually returned to life. He remarried and on their fifth anniversary they took their twin girls and two boys out to eat. He no longer had a gun in the house, and no longer needed one, but he did keep some of his panties and dresses around, just in case. Life was good! (c) 2006 by Margaret Jeanette