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Halloween Sisters By Carol Collins It all started innocently enough. I, Jim Stone, was very busy on a project for work and barely remembered giving my beautiful but mischievous wife permission to select my Halloween costume when she selected hers. It was a decision absence mindedly made that would affect the rest of my life. I finished my ten-hour a day seven days a week project two days before Halloween. I planned on taking a week vacation, lying around, watching television and sipping cold beer until I went back to work. Unfortunately that was not to be. My wife, Gloria, was obsessed with winning first prize in the neighborhood Halloween costume contest. Gloria stands five foot seven, has a great figure, long brown hair, blue eyes and a very pretty face. Her main flaw is that when she becomes fanatical about anything, it is useless to argue with her. She chose to marry me two years ago instead of any of her other suitors, even though I have to admit that I was not the best catch available to her. I am only an inch taller than Gloria, had and still do have a very slight build. I only weigh about five or ten pounds more than my shapely wife. People have always called me baby face because of my youthful good looks. Like my wife, I have blue eyes and brown hair that hangs halfway down my back. Did I say that my wife is a fanatic about certain things? She likes long hair on me, so I have kept it in a ponytail instead of having it cut to a shorter length to make her happy every since we were married. I got out of bed late in the morning of the day before Halloween, slipped on a ragged pair of shorts and an old tee shirt, went downstairs to the kitchen refrigerator, opened a cold beer, moved on to the den, hunted for the television remote control, sat down in my favorite chair, leaned back, making myself comfortable, and hit the power button. I had forgotten about the Halloween contest. My wife had not. "Don't get too comfortable, Jim," she said as she entered the room. "My sister is coming over in a few minutes to help us prepare to win first place this year." I laid my head back, sighed and closed my eyes as I realized that my week off from work was not going to start the way I had envisioned. Gloria, dressed in a green satin tanktop, black satin shorts and sandals, slid onto my lap, placed her arms around my neck and pressed her sweet lips to mine. She is such a great kisser. A few moments later the passion is on full boil. I slipped my fingers under the leg opening of her shorts and the feel of satin panties rewards them as they gently massage the thin material into my wife's sensitive hairless vagina. She had a hair trigger today and had an orgasm after only three minutes of French kissing and clitoris massage through the moist layer of satin. Gloria was about to unzip my pants when the doorbell rang. I was breathing heavily and my pants were tented as Gloria climbed off my lap and went to open the front door. It was Annie, her older sister. She was a few pounds heavier than Gloria and had her long hair bleached blonde and curly permed. Annie was a sexy woman with a curvy hourglass figure, but had never married. She dated guys and sometimes other women. I guess she was enjoying her swinging life style far too much to give it up and settle down to one man. As Annie entered the room, she glanced at the bulge in my pants and asked, "Am I interrupting something? Should I leave and come back in five minutes?" She smirked as she dropped a couple of large bags on the floor. "That won't be necessary. Besides, we need to get busy if Jim and I are to win the costume contest tomorrow night." I was less than happy as I covered my tented shorts with my hands. Gloria pulled me up from my chair, turned off the television and led me to our bedroom. My wife wrapped her arms around my neck, gave me a quick kiss and said, "If you are good and do everything we say, I'll take care of you this evening." I groaned when I found out that I had to wait for sexual satisfaction, but reluctantly nodded my head in agreement. "Good! Now go into the bathroom and take off all of your clothes. Put on my shower cap. Make sure you tuck all of your hair under the cap. Then coat your entire body, except the hair on your head and eyebrows, with this lotion. I'll be in there as soon as I talk to Annie for a few minutes." I wanted to ask what was in the plastic squeeze bottle without a label she had given me, but Gloria gave me a shove towards the bathroom, turned and went to talk to her sister before I could ask. I shrugged my shoulders and went to do as my loving wife had asked. I closed the bathroom door to keep Annie from seeing me if she walked into our bedroom. My shyness was based on the fact that my penis was only five inches long when erect. It was also rather thin. Gloria always said that it was big enough for her. I knew better. That is why I had perfected my oral techniques. Last year I had asked my wife to have her pubic hair removed so that hairs would stop getting stuck to my tongue and she, being the loving wife that she is, went to a clinic where they performed laser hair removal. Now her crotch is as smooth as a baby's. That is an example of how much she loves me. I rubbed the lotion over every square inch of my body, except for the top of my head and my eyebrows. At first it tingled. Then it itched. I was about to step into the shower to rinse off the itching lotion when Gloria opened the door and said, "Not yet, Jim. The lotion needs to work for about five more minutes before you wash it off." The itch was almost driving me insane by the time I was in the shower with the warm water flowing over my body. Gloria gave me a soapy washcloth and I scrubbed the semi-dried lotion off me. I was almost finished before I saw that every bit of my body hair was vanishing down the shower drain. My skin was pink and hairless! "What have you done to me?" I asked as I looked into my wife's eyes as I stepped from the shower stall. "You remember asking me to have my pubic hair removed? Did you realize how embarrassing it is to a woman to lay there for several hours as a complete stranger burns away the hair follicles from her most intimate and private areas of her body? Well, I did that for you because I love you. To win the contest tomorrow night you need to have no body hair. I figured you might say no, so I tricked you into putting on the lotion. It is done now. Don't you love me as much as I love you?" Put that way, how could I say no? Gloria gave me a quick kiss, took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom. I instantly put my free hand in front of my genitalia as I tried to step back into the bathroom. Annie was sitting on the side of the bed with a big grin on her face. "Don't worry, Jim," she chuckled as Gloria pulled me into the room, "I've seen lots of men without their clothes on. Besides, Gloria told me about the meager size of your member before you two were married. So you can relax. We are all family here." I gave my wife a nasty look as I continued to hold my hand over my privates. She smiled sweetly as she stated, "Relax, Jim. Like she said, Annie is family. And we need her help to win the Halloween costume contest. I really want to take first place this year. Please?" I gazed into my wife's pleading eyes and could not deny her my full cooperation. I nodded my head and she smiled triumphantly, took my hand and led me towards our bed as she said, "Annie, get out the bodysuit." Annie sat her garment bag on top of the bed and unzipped the zipper. She and Gloria pulled what looked like a woman's skin from the bag. It looked like it had belonged to a woman because it definitely had breasts and its crotch appeared to be a hairless vagina. Gloria commented, "Glamour Boutique's new bodysuits will be amazing! Jim, do you remember last month when I asked you to pose for a body cast so that I could cast a statue for that art class I was taking for that college course? Well, there was no art class statue. We shipped the body cast off to a place that sells women's clothes and female prosthesis to crossdressing and transsexual men. Annie works at a medical research company that makes artificial skin and Glamour Boutique contracted with them to make a brand new item called a female bodysuit. It is still in the prototype stage, but she convinced them to let us have the very first one." When they held the bodysuit up it looked a little like a female scuba diver's wet suit, except when they held it next to me, it had my exact skin color. "We matched a flesh tone color wheel sent with the casting material, so that it would be a perfect color match. Let's get it on you to see how it looks." I started backing up away from them. "Now wait a minute! I thought we were going to the Halloween contest as pirates or something. That looks like a female body! I can't wear that. I'll look like a freak or something! What would our friends and neighbors say?" Gloria let go of the bodysuit and moved to wrap her arms around my neck once more. It prevented me from running from the bedroom as fast as I could and it gave her a chance to wrap me around her little finger. After three minutes of pleading and a passionate kiss or two, she had me talked into at least trying on the bodysuit. My penis was erect, but except for a smirk from Annie they seemed not to notice as they had me sit on the bed. Annie held the suit as Gloria worked the suit over my right foot and slowly up my right leg until it was even with my knee. Then she worked it over my left foot and up my left leg until they were even. Annie told me to stand up as she and Gloria slowly tugged and pulled the suit up to the tops of my thighs. Annie said, "This is where it gets interesting. Gloria, I have to move his balls up into their recesses. Then you hold your hand over them until everything else is in place." I started to put a stop to the proceedings, but Gloria's sister's fingers felt so good as they tenderly played with my balls for the first time. My penis, which had gone most of the way down, started to respond and was rising just as Annie pushed my left nut up inside me. I started to yell when Gloria's lips covered mine in a kiss. My mouth was already open for a scream as her tongue went part way down my throat. Her mouth was still stifling my scream as Annie pushed my right nut into place. As Gloria pulled her lips away Annie said, "That wasn't so bad. The worst is over now. Gloria, keep your hand over them so they don't pop back out before the suit is in place." While I stood there, so shocked that I was panting and unable to move, my wife held her hand against my empty scrotum as her sister worked the bodysuit over my crotch, pausing just long enough to attach adhesive electrodes to the head of my penis and slide it into a lubricated compartment in the bodysuit. My wife pulled her hand out as the padded suit was fitted to my buttocks. Together they pulled and tugged the suit upwards until it was even with my chest. Electrodes were glued to my nipples and the suit was pulled up to my neck and they slid it over my arms and sealed the back seam all the way from my butt crack to the back of my neck. I felt as if I was locked into a very tight rubber skin diver's suit, except for the weight of the huge breasts hanging from my chest. Gloria and Annie stepped back to admire the new me. Gloria shook her head and mumbled. "Annie, I am glad you suggested that we do this. This is already far better than I had hoped." Annie grinned as she answered, "You ain't seen nothing yet. We still need to glue on the facial appliances and use the blending powder on all the seams. Glamour Boutique advertised that the powder would make the seams invisible and our R&D department made sure that the advertisement would be true." They spent several minutes working at my ankles, my shoulders and my neck with a color matched powder. Annie picked up what appeared to be a remote control and pressed a button. "This step," she stated, "causes the suit to bond with Jim's skin. It will allow his artificial skin to breathe. According to our company's suit designer, he can wear this particular bodysuit for the rest of his life without any health dangers." The suit became very hot and I was begging them to take it off. Instead Gloria and Annie grabbed both of my hands and led me to the full-length mirror in our bedroom. Even though I thought that I was burning up, I could see my wife and sister-in-law standing there, holding the arms of an attractive nude woman between them. As the suit began to cool down, I realized that the nude woman was I and except for being completely nude and my hair color, I now looked amazingly like Gloria and Annie! Thankfully the bodysuit returned to normal body temperature and I could not take my eyes off the nude woman in the mirror. Every man has probably wondered what it was like to be a woman. My reflection told me that was what I had become. My face, which I had been told was a baby face on many occasions, actually added to the illusion. I gazed at my new nude body and felt my penis straining against its enclosure. The waist of the bodysuit was very constricting and I had an hourglass figure! My breasts were obviously larger than my wife's. Gloria wore a C-cup. I guessed mine to be D or DD! The bodysuit restricted my waist like a corset, but there was enough padding at the hips, thighs and especially my buttocks, to make me look like some pervert's wet dream. The gooey powder they had rubbed into the seams where the bodysuit joined my skin had worked very well. I could not find the seams at all! "Come to Gloria's makeup table," Annie said as they led me to the table covered in bottles and tubes of cosmetics. "Gloria, hand me that plastic bag with the facial prosthetics. A few more minutes and Jim's face will be complete." I was still too much in shock from what I had seen in the full-length mirror to protest as small sections of squishy foam rubber looking material were glued to my face and more powder was used to blend them into my skin. Annie pressed another button and my face became hot. "This should be uncomfortable for only a minute or two. Then they will be bonded to your skin just like the rest of the suit." When the heat went away I turned to look at the mirror over the table. The prosthetics had melted onto my face, totally changing my facial features. My face seemed familiar, but I could not say who it reminded me of at the moment. I looked up at my wife and her sister, who were both smiling. Annie asked, "Do you think you can win first place now?" My wife clapped her hands and started laughing. All she said was, "I sure do!" Annie and Gloria gave each other a high five before reaching for the cosmetics. Other than being embarrassing, having powder put all over my face was not so bad. Neither was the eye makeup or lipstick. What was painful was having my eyebrows plucked. Gloria told me, "Be quiet, you sissy! Women don't complain when we have our eyebrows plucked. We do it to make ourselves more attractive to men. Surely you can be as brave as an average woman? Shut up and take it like a girl!" Annie giggled as she worked on my nails. When I was allowed to look in the mirror I did not recognize me at all. Instead there was a pretty woman looking very much like a brunette Annie staring back at me. "What have you two done to me?" I asked as I raised my trembling hand to my painted face. "We are going to win the contest this year!" Gloria exclaimed as she admired my new look. "Come over to the full-length mirror for a moment. Annie, you stand next to Jim. Perfect! When I made the body cast of you Jim, that was for the inside of the bodysuit. I also made a body cast of Annie to be the outside of the bodysuit. Except for the hair color, you two are now identical twin sisters!" It hit me like a ton of bricks! I did look like Annie! My demented obsessive wife had turned me into a woman to have twin sisters, so she could win a cheap little trophy that she would probably throw away in a few years. I looked at my reflection and decided that too much was already invested to back out now as I resigned myself to my fate. I would do what ever was necessary to help her win the contest. Annie went to the bed, opened her other bag and said, "Since I knew your sizes, I took the liberty of selecting your undies, shoes and a couple of dresses. We can not call you Jim when you look that way, how about if we call you Jamie tonight and tomorrow afternoon? Is the name Jamie okay with you?" I answered, "I guess it is okay. It is a little late to say no now." Annie moved to her case and brought back a throat spray with a long thick tube for a nozzle. "Jamie, your voice is too deep for a woman. We could spend days teaching you to speak correctly, but Glamour Boutique had a sale on Higher Octave Voice Box Spray. Open wide please. Come on. You can open wider than that." I felt the thick tube sliding into my mouth and into the back of my throat, almost choking me, before a blast of cool medication coated the lining of my throat. "There, now. Don't try to speak for about five minutes as the spray penetrates your vocal cords." Gloria handed me, her feminized hubby, a pair of white silk and lace panties. I wanted to ask for something less girlie, but had been warned not to try to talk for five minutes. I kept my mouth shut and stepped into the panties. As I drew them up over my womanly legs and hips, I was surprised that I could actually feel them almost as if they were against my own skin. They were very sexy, just like the ones I always asked Gloria to wear for me. Next came a white silk and lace brassiere. Even though I had watched Gloria and a couple of women before her put on their brassieres, it was very strange to put one on myself. Annie and Gloria helped with the hooks and shoulder strap adjustments. What I found amazing was that as the material of the brassiere cups slid across my bodysuit nipples, it seemed as if my own nipples felt it, magnified several times. As I stood up straight and looked down, I saw that the cups were low cut almost to the nipples. Like I had stated earlier, Annie has a few more pounds than Gloria. I realized now that nearly half of those extra pounds were concentrated in her DD cup breasts as they weighted down my chest. The other half was mostly in her bottom. "A pair of shorts and a tanktop and we will all be matching," said Annie as she gave me a pair of blue hot pants shorts and a skimpy little white top to match. I wanted to ask for something more conservative, but the five minutes was not up. I stepped into the shorts and pulled them up to my waist. They slipped the top over my head, stretching it over my big breasts and downward. I ran out of tanktop before reaching my waist. "That's the style, Jamie. Women show their belly buttons when they have an attractive figure like Gloria, you or me. Now for the shoes." Gloria was grinning as she gave me a pair of high heel strap on sandals. I remembered once telling her that she looked sexy in such shoes. Now they sat me down as they strapped an identical pair to my ankles and feet. Gloria ordered, "You need to practice walking in those heels. Walk across the bedroom and back a few times." I was wobbling back and forth several times until I thought that I had mastered the technique. One glance at my wife and her sister told me that they were not as satisfied as I was. Annie went to her bag again and pulled out a long anal probe. I thought about running, but knew that I would not get very far in high heels before they caught me. "Jamie, bend over and put your upper body on the bed. Gloria, pull her shorts and panties down." My wife pulled down my shorts and panties as her older sister moved behind me. "Jamie, this may be uncomfortable at first, but you will get used to it. In fact by tonight, when you go to bed, you'll wish you had let Gloria put a butt plug in you when you first got married." I gasped as the lubricated probe was slowly pushed into my rectum. It was tapered so it was much bigger at the base than at the tip. When the bulbous base slipped past my anal sphincter, a narrow section locked it in place. When my panties and shorts were pulled back up, my wife turned me to face her and kissed me more passionately than I could remember her kissing me before. "Do not ruin your makeup!" Annie warned as our kiss continued. "Remember, we have an appointment in an hour." I was wondering where Gloria and Annie were going as I enjoyed the passionate kiss with my wife. Gloria reluctantly ended the kiss as she reached between us to tweak my bodysuit nipples through my tanktop and brassiere. Wow! It felt just like she had tweaked my own nipples! Gloria saw the effect she had had on me, smiled and said, "That is nothing. If this suit does as advertised, this ought to really knock your panties off." She moved a hand down between my legs and rubbed my crotch through my shorts and panties. As her middle finger pushed the material into my vaginal slit and made contact with my artificial clitoris, it felt as if she was stimulating the sensitive head of my penis. I gasped as she massaged my clitoris for a few seconds. "Jamie, tonight and tomorrow you are a beautiful woman. Men will think that you are sexy and will dream of having sex with you." All the time she was rubbing my clitoris. "They'll want to kiss you, undress you, play with your hot body, suck your big titties, have you suck their hard cocks, then fuck your brains out." My mind was rebelling at the idea of having some man do those things to me even as I began to breathe harder, causing my encased breasts to rise and fall. Luckily Annie interrupted us before Gloria made me have an orgasm as she planted the vision of me having sex with another man. "Better stop now Gloria, or else we'll have to carry Jamie to the hair salon." Gloria took her hand away and I could barely stand up by myself. My legs were trembling and were extremely weak. I was breathing very heavily. I looked down and saw the low cut tanktop and brassiere allowed my wife and sister-in-law to see my heaving chest as my excited and unsatisfied body fought for control. I was very close to having an orgasm and I was too ashamed to admit it to my wife while Annie was here. Following orders I slowly walked back and forth across the bedroom again as Annie stated to Gloria, loud enough for me to hear, "That butt plug did the trick. Jamie is shaking her bottom as if she were trying to pick up a handsome man to take her home and screw her brains out. Shake it, Jamie, shake it!" I could tell that the anal probe was causing me to walk differently as I slowly turned and walked back to the other side of the room once more as my wife and her sister laughed. Gloria mumbled to her sister, too low for me to hear, "God! I am so hot right now. Playing with Jamie's clit was such a turn on. I wish we had some real men here." I could not hear what was said but saw the two sisters smiling at one another while nodding their heads and thought that I must be walking much better as I moved toward the smiling sisters. "Okay, Jamie. Your walk is good enough. Now it is time for your make over. Here is a purse for you to carry. It already has the things in it that a modern girl needs. Take it and we are off to the hair salon." "Wait a minute," I started to say and stopped when I heard how high pitched my voice sounded. My wife and her sister laughed when they heard me and saw the surprised look on my face. "Well! That throat spray certainly works!" Annie exclaimed. "Jamie, Darling, no one will ever guess what is under that bodysuit. If anyone gives you more than a second glance, it will be because they are trying to decide if we are sisters, or maybe they are lusting for your body." Annie put her arm around my almost hour glass waist and said, "Let's stop wasting time. We have a hair appointment at two thirty and we need to get moving." With Gloria on one side and Annie on the other I could not put up much of a fight, especially while wobbling along on a pair of high heels. The sunshine was unseasonably warm as we walked to Gloria's sport utility vehicle in our skimpy clothing and high heels. Gloria drove, I sat in the front passenger's seat and Annie sat in the back on the passenger's side. I was extremely nervous, I was sure that people would look at me and instantly recognize that I was a guy. I had sat down in the seat like I normally did, driving the butt plug even deeper and decided that, from now on, I had to set down much more gently and lady- like. As Gloria drove us to the mall, Annie sat in the backseat, giving me instructions on how to behave in a hair salon. A woman my age was too old to have never have had her hair done professionally. So I needed to at least act as if I knew what was going on. We parked at the mall entrance closest to the Curls and Whirls Salon; I reluctantly got out of the car and was practically pulled into the mall by my wife and her sister. A couple of people did stop to stare as we passed. That did not help my confidence. Annie told the cosmetologist that I was her long lost twin sister and that I wanted my hair to look just like hers so that we could be identical twins once again. I had thought that I was going to get a wash and set or something simple. Annie's hair was bleached blonde and was hanging in curls. When I went back to work next week, I would have a lot of trouble explaining long curly blonde locks even after I had removed the female bodysuit. Having learned as I sat down in the car, I sat down very gently in the shampoo chair. A girl wrapped a cape around my neck and shoulders, had me lean back, turned on the water and began to shampoo my long brown hair. Ten minutes later I was moved to a different chair and over the next half hour they dyed my hair blonde. I moved to a third chair and they wound my mass of blonde hair onto curlers. A perm solution was squirted onto each and every curler and I was led to a hair dryer. A manicurist came over and as the wind screamed in my ears, long artificial nails are glued to each finger. Each fingernail was already a crimson red as it was attached. Half an hour later I was sitting in another chair as my curly blonde locks were combed out. Gloria also had her hair permed. She was still a brunette, even though it now had blonde highlights. While I had been under the hot hair dyer, Annie had brought me a cold drink, which at the time was much appreciated. It was not until later that I thought that I was a little drunk as we finally walked out of the hair salon. "I'm hungry," Annie said. "Me, too," Gloria added. "How about it, Jamie, feel a little hungry?" It was then that I realized that I had not eaten anything today. My head was swimming a little as my wife led me by my hand and we walked a short distance through the mall to a restaurant. There must have been something in the drink that Annie had given me in the hair salon because I was no longer worried about being in public dressed as a woman. We were seated in a large wrap around booth. Gloria sat on one side while Annie sat on the other and I sat in the back. Annie ordered all three of us a glass of wine and a salad. "You know how it is, Jamie, if a girl watches her figure, everyone else will too." Annie placed her hand on my leg and, even though I was wearing the bodysuit, I swear I could feel each of her finger tips as they traced lazy circles on the inside of my thigh. It felt good. "You barely noticed that everyone was staring at us. We look like identical twins. Gloria certainly looks more like your sister than your wife. I guess that tranquilizer I slipped into your drink at the salon relaxed you. A couple of glasses of wine and you will be floating." The waiter who had served us delivered another glass of wine along with our salads. He told us that the two men sitting at table six were paying our bill. I turned my head to see whom he was pointing to and saw that there were two men in business suits smiling at us. Annie said, "Please invite them to join us at our table." And the waiter was gone before it sank in what was about to happen. I objected to having two strange men join us and was told to be quiet, enjoy the wine and the pleasant conversation. Besides, I was told, a little innocent flirting never hurt anyone. Bob and Neil were executives at the local electric utility company. Bob sat next to Gloria and Neil sat next to Annie. I felt relatively safe sandwiched between my wife and my sister-in-law. It was amazing to watch two grown women turn into giggling school girls just because a couple of men were trying to get into their pants. The tranquillizer and the two glasses of wine made me giggle every time my wife and her sister did. I guess giggling at bad dirty jokes was contagious. I had three glasses of wine with my small salad before we left the restaurant. The sun had already set, so Bob and Neil escorted us to our car. "Three beautiful ladies such as yourselves need protection from all the perverted old men that would like to take advantage of your ample feminine charms," Bob said as he took Gloria's arm. She smiled up at him as they walked across the parking lot. Before I knew what was happening, Neil had his right arm around Annie's waist and his left arm around my waist as we followed my wife and Bob. When we reached my wife's SUV, instead of just getting in and driving away everyone stood and talked for about fifteen minutes. All the time Bob kept moving closer to Gloria and Neil moved in on Annie. I guess that since I was not flirting back with the two men, they targeted my wife and sister-in-law. Annie made the first move. She smiled real big, hugged Neil and wrapped her arms around his neck. He wasted no time in encircling her small waist with his arms. By the time they were kissing Bob had his arms around my wife as she smiled up at him. Kissy sounds next to me caused me to turn my head to see Neil and Annie passionately kissing. I was amazed to see his hands cupping Annie's round bottom. Not only did she not seem to mind, it looked as if she wiggled her bottom as he fondled her. I glanced over at my wife to see her reaction to her sister's behavior and received the shock of my life. My wife was passionately kissing another man! One of Bob's hands slid up under Gloria's tanktop. He pulled back a little to give his hand room as it moved over my wife's brassiered breast. I started to move to where they were to stop my wife's molestation when a muscular arm encircled my waist and I was pulled into a powerful embrace. Before I could protest Neil's lips covered mine. Unknown to me the bodysuit that I now wore was equipped with a remote control that could, with a push of a couple of buttons, excite my nipples and the head of my penis. Annie had her hand in her purse and had activated both buttons as Neil kissed me. The reaction was instantaneous as my entire body began to vibrate and tingle. My arms and legs felt paralyzed as I was held in an intimate embrace as another man kissed me for the first time in my life. I wanted to push him away, but was too weakened by the sensations coursing through my body. Neil mistook my lack of rejection and quivering feminine body as a sign that I wanted more. His hands under my top moved to where my bodysuit's nipples were located and he began to lightly pinch and pull on them through my brassiere cup, which nearly doubled the sensations that I felt from my nipples. I found myself beginning to actively return his kiss as he pushed me back against my wife's car. I felt one of Neil's hands move down to slip under the waistband of my shorts and I managed to grab his wrist as his fingers went inside of my panties. "Don't," I pleaded as I turned my head to the side to end the kiss. Annie was beside us as she placed her hand on the side of my head to turn my face back towards the horny man. Neil began kissing me again before I could say anything else. Annie whispered into my ear, "Relax, Jamie. Enjoy being a woman. Let Neil give you an orgasm and I'll take care of him." Neil's fingers had reached my clitoris and I gave up any and all resistance as I felt the most intense sensations sweep through me. Annie must have sensed my surrender because she told Neil that I was his to do with anyway he pleased. One of Neil's fingers slipped inside of the vagina pocket of the bodysuit and I found that I could feel his finger strokes on the underside of my penis. The electronic induced sensations through my nipples and the head of my penis, plus the expert kissing and bodysuit vagina play was almost about to put me over the edge when I looked down to see Annie's questing hand unzipping Neil's trousers and taking out a very large erect penis. My orgasm started and seemed to last for several minutes. I blacked out. After I fainted Annie turned off the bodysuit remotes. When I gradually regained consciousness I was floating on a cloud of sexual satisfaction. I slowly looked around for my wife and her sister. What I saw was Annie with her shorts and panties around a shapely ankle as she lay in the back seat of my wife's car. Neil was between her legs and was pile driving his huge tool deep inside of her vagina as she pleaded for more. A few minutes later I saw my wife and Bob on the other side of the car and it appeared as if my wife was pulling up her shorts just before they kissed again. Neil pounded Annie for several minutes before he shot his semen inside of her. Afterwards he pulled out, stood up and pulled up his shorts and trousers as she slipped her panties and shorts back on. They stood and talked for another five to ten minutes before we finally drove off. Annie gave Neil her phone number. What surprised me was that Gloria gave Bob her cell phone number before we left. Had my wife forgotten that she was a married woman? On the drive home Annie sat forward and put her arms around my shoulders from behind. "Jamie, you sure learn quickly. The way you had Neil going, I thought he was going to cum in his pants. Girl, you can wrap any man around your little finger. If you learn to use your girl power you'll never want to be a man again. Isn't that right, Gloria?" Before my wife could answer, Annie slid her hands down the front of my tanktop and into the cups of my brassiere. I tried to grab her wrists and pull her hands away, but she already had my bodysuit's nipples and the electric shock to my own nipples caused me to gasp as she manipulated them. Gloria kept glancing over at me as Annie played with my nipples all the way home. I was almost ready to cum when we arrived home and I had to get out of the car and walk into our home on wobbly legs and high heels. Annie and my wife led me directly to our master bedroom. Each took turns kissing me. I had never kissed my sister-in-law on the lips before tonight. Then again, a man had never kissed me on the lips until tonight either. Annie removed my tanktop as Gloria was kissing me. Then Annie kissed me as Gloria unhooked my brassiere. Annie moved her lips to my left nipple and I could swear that the sensations were just like the bodysuit nipple was real. Gloria wrapped her sweet lips around my right nipple and I was in Heaven as they both suckled my breasts. Two pairs of hands slipped into my shorts and slid them down, leaving me in just my white silk and lace panties. Four hands caressed my artificial vagina and rounded bottom. Amazingly I could feel the effects of each fingertip as they roamed over and slid underneath the waistband of my panties. A couple of minutes later my panties were around my ankles as I was stepping out of them. After I was nude, except for my high heel shoes. I was laid on my marriage bed. I lay there breathing excitedly as my wife and her sister put on a strip show. Annie's body was a duplicate of the bodysuit I wore and my wife's sexy body had been seen many times. However I had never seen them as they were tonight. They kissed and caressed one another as they slowly removed each other's clothing. Gloria slides Annie's shorts and panties off, leaving her moist hairless vagina lips bare except for Gloria's teasing fingers. Then, when Annie removed Gloria's shorts, there was something very wrong. Earlier today, when I had slid my hand up the leg opening of her shorts, I had massaged the crotch band of her satin panties into her vagina until she had an orgasm. Tonight as Annie removed Gloria's shorts, she was not wearing panties and her hairless vagina lips were red and moist looking. The two sisters pushed me back until I lay down on the bed, gazing up at the ceiling. Annie immediately climbed up to sit on my face. "Gloria always brags about how good you are at eating pussy. Tonight Jamie, I get to find out if all that bragging is justified." Her semen-saturated vagina settles over my mouth and nose and I, not wanting to suffocate, got started tonguing her leaking vagina and sucking her stiffened clitoris. As Annie was bouncing around on my face, Gloria was busy inspecting my bodysuit's feminine charms. When Annie had her orgasm she fell off to one side and my wife moved up to sit on my face. I held onto her thighs and she sat her shapely bottom on my D cup breasts as I asked her what happened to her panties. She smiled down at me as she replied, "Bob wanted a souvenir after we had sex in the back seat of my car. I didn't think you would mind. After all you were kissing Neil and letting him put his hand inside your panties and play with your kitty. Surely you can't be mad at me for doing what you were already doing? Now shut up and eat my juicy snatch." My mind was in conflict as Gloria, my wife, the light of my life, slid forward and sat on my face with her semen filled vagina. Like always when I ate my wife, I alternated between running my tongue as far as it would reach inside her and suckling her enlarged clitoris. I had already licked the semen from my sister-in-law's vagina; this was different only in the fact that it was my own wife who had been unfaithful to me earlier this evening. When Gloria came, she fell over to lie beside me. Annie spoke first. "Gloria, you were right. Jamie is an expert pussy eater. You know what I wonder about? What would it be like to be identical twins going down on each other? If that suit is doing its job, Jamie should love it almost as much as I do." Annie turned around on the bed to put her body and mine into a sixty- nine position. "Jamie, roll over and get on top. I want to feel your big titties hanging down on my tummy as we 69." Considering everything else that had taken place today, a sixty-nine with my sister-in-law was acceptable behavior. I could actually feel Annie's tongue as it teased my sensitive vaginal lips. When she spread my vaginal lips and wrapped her mouth around my clitoris, my body bowed upwards. Her body did the same as I licked her clitoris. We went at each other for about three or four minutes before Annie beat me to an orgasm. I heard Gloria say, "That is enough pussy eating for now. Jamie, get off my sister." Without even looking up, I pleaded with my wife to please let Annie finish me. I was so close to an orgasm that I thought that I was about to explode. Her reply was, "Just climb off Annie and lay down on the bed and we'll make love as a man and wife should." I knew that there was no chance of normal man and wife sex while I was wearing this bodysuit, but I rolled off of my satisfied sister-in-law's body to see what my wife had in mind. I was startled to see a wide leather strap around Gloria's narrow waist and two smaller straps around the top of each thigh. Equally as startling was the seven-inch long erect penis standing out straight from her formally very feminine mound. "You know, Jamie, there was always something girlish about you. Maybe it's the fact that you are so submissive and willing to take orders? You let me tell you how long to keep your hair. I always wanted to put it in a feminine style but never knew, until today, just how far I could push you." Gloria grabbed my ankles and pulled my padded bottom to the edge of the bed. Then she spreaded my legs, folded them back and moved between them as she continued to speak. "Jamie, tonight I will fuck you and make you my slut." Gloria lined up her artificial penis and my artificial vagina. She smiled down at me with a look made of pure lust as she put her weight behind her strap on device. I could feel the round head of the dildo slowly sinking into my bodysuit vaginal pocket as it went deeper and deeper. When the bump made on top of the base of the large sized cock touched my clitoris, I reflexively wrapped my arms and legs around my wife's thrusting body. "Do you like that?" she whispered into my ear as she gradually worked her giant tool in and out. "Tell me, Slut! Do you like being a girl and getting fucked? Tell me!" Gloria's breasts were pressed against my even larger breasts as her hips rocked back and forth, setting up a rhythm as my body reacted to hers. The stroking dildo rubbed the underside of my own hidden penis. Plus every time she buried it all the way inside of my bodysuit, she excited the head of my penis even more. The next time she demanded that I tell her that I enjoyed being a girl and enjoyed being fucked, I cried out, "Yes! I love being a girl. There! I said it! Please let me cum now. I need it!" She told me to tell her that I loved being a woman and enjoyed kissing real men. I said it. I would have said any thing. I was babbling hysterically as my orgasm came closer. She had me repeating after her that, "I wanted to be a woman full time," and that, "I wanted to flirt with men and suck their big cocks." Then she had me repeating that she could date other men and bring home their sperm in her kitty for me to eat. It was then when Annie turned on the electric current in the bodysuit and the remote controlled vibrating butt plug at the same time. It took both of them to hold me down on the bed as my body shook violently as I had a rolling orgasm ten times stronger than any I had ever known before. As I was drifting off into unconsciousness, I heard Annie say as if from down a long hallway, "Jamie is our slut now!" I awoke slowly from a deep sleep that had been punctuated with dreams of being a pretty woman with large breasts that loved to have sex with both men and women. I opened my eyes and had to brush the curly blonde hair out of the way in order to look around the master bedroom. I rolled over and was reminded of my bodysuit because I could feel the weight of my massive bare breasts shifting on my chest. I sat up in bed and saw that I was in our master bedroom alone. According to the clock it was eleven o'clock in the morning. I had not slept this late in years. Then again I had never looked like a woman before yesterday. When I tried to get up, I discovered that I had a small set of earphone plugs in my ears. The cord led to a portable CD player. I opened the player to see what I had been listening to and the title on the CD was "Feeling Sexy and Pretty, by Glamour Boutique". I removed the earphones and went to the bathroom still wearing the high heels, which were still strapped to my feet. In the bathroom I carefully removed the butt plug. I had to sit down to pee, but the bodysuit had internal plumbing that allowed me to urinate like any woman does. I unbuckled the ankle straps on my high heels as I sat on the commode. I used toilet paper to wipe dry afterwards. I washed my hands, looked at my disheveled reflection in the bathroom mirror and ran my long red fingernails through my mass of blonde curls. I needed a shower, but was afraid that it might damage the bodysuit before the Halloween costume contest. I knew that Gloria and I had some things to work out and I did not want to make matters worse by ruining the bodysuit before the contest. It was then that my wife of two years joined me in the bathroom. Gloria was wearing another tanktop and shorts, although it was easy to see she was not wearing a brassiere this morning. She hugged me and said, "Good morning, Jamie. I hope you enjoyed last night and have no regrets." She kissed me and added, "Why don't you take a shower? Annie told me that the instruction book said that after you have worn your bodysuit for over twelve hours, it is bonded to your skin and won't come loose in water. I'll lay out some things for you to wear. Then you can come down for a snack before we go over our plans for the Halloween contest." Gloria had her arms around my waist; our breasts were pressed against each other as she gazed into my eyes for a moment before gently kissing my lips. "I love you," was all she said before leaving the room. I tucked my long curly blonde hair under Gloria's shower cap, turned on the water and waited a minute for it to warm up, then stepped inside. As the warm spray struck my body, I noticed that I had almost as much feeling on the bodysuit covered sections as on my own bare skin. I would have thought that the bodysuit should have been a barrier between the water and my flesh. Plus washing a female body when I had been a male all of my life seemed very strange. After cutting off the water, I patted dry my new feminine curves and crevices with a large fluffy towel. I started to wrap the towel around my waist, like I had always done, and then I moved it up around my upper torso to cover my D cup breasts, leaving the bottom edge to barely cover my hairless feminine crotch. As I stood before the bathroom mirror and brushed my teeth, I was well aware that my artificial breasts wobbled side to side as I brushed. It actually felt quite good. It was not until after I had gargled with mouthwash that I attempted to find the bodysuit seams. My face and neck were perfect. Not a seam could be found anywhere on my body. Annie had said that there was a release agent. I figured that she would have to smear it all over my entire body to get the suit to come off. I went to the bedroom to get dressed. Gloria had made the bed while I was in the shower and had left a pink silk tanktop, red silk panties and white shorts on the bed. Since there was no brassiere, I put on the panties, followed by the too short halter-top and the almost see- through shorts. I checked my reflection in the full-length mirror and saw that my curly blonde hair needed some control, as I had to keep pushing it out of my eyes. I found a red scrunchy on Gloria's makeup table, pulled my hair back and slipped it over my tangled curls. Bare footed I made almost no sound as I descended the stairs and walked to the den. I could hear Gloria talking to some one. At first I thought she was talking to Annie. Then I heard her say, "Bob! You are terrible! Remember, I am a married woman!" I was pleased that my wife remembered that she was a married woman as I decided that last night in the parking lot was only an isolated incident. Then she said into her cell phone, "Tonight I want you to make love to me in a bed instead of the back seat of my car." My heart sank even farther as she added, "Yes. Bye for now, Lover." After Gloria hung up her cell phone, she began unwrapping some packages. I decided to act as if I had not overheard her telephone conversation as I entered the den. Gloria looked up at me and smiled. "It's about time you joined the land of the living. I was worried that you were going to sleep all day." My wife walked up to me, encircled my waist with her arms, rubbed our breasts together for a moment before kissing me. As our lips parted, she asked, "I apologize for what happened in the mall parking lot. You are so sexy as a woman and the wine relaxed me so much that I actually thought of you as a sister rather than as a husband. And Bob was so handsome. I hope that you can forgive me?" Everything that had happened had me so confused that I silently nodded my head and Gloria kissed me once more before saying, "Great, Jamie. Let's get a bite to eat and I'll show you the costumes we'll wear tonight." After a light lunch and a glass of wine I followed Gloria up the stairs to our bedroom. The lingerie that she laid out on the bed was as sexy as anything Gloria had ever worn for me in the privacy of our bedroom. The black silk panties were crotchless and split from the front all the way up the back almost to the waistband. There were dainty little black silk garter belts with eight garters each. Long length black silk seamed stockings that would reach to within an inch or two of our crotches were laid out for both of us. The final lingerie items were black silk open cup brassieres that would lift, but not completely cover our breasts. I was speechless! My wife had usually only worn such sexy lingerie in the privacy of our bedroom for me, her husband, during our two years of marriage. Now not only was she going to wear such lingerie to a Halloween costume party, she very obviously also wanted me, her husband in a female bodysuit, to wear matching lingerie! "No way!" I stated as I realized what she had planned. "I am not wearing those things to a party where our neighbors and friends will be. Wearing this bodysuit is bad enough. What if they found out that I was wearing sexy women's underwear too? No way!" Gloria looked almost as if she were going to cry. "You said you would let me pick out our costumes this year. After all the plans Annie and I made you want to spoil my chances to win first place? How incredibly selfish of you!" Gloria ran from the room before I could say anything. I sat on the edge of our marriage bed and thought about everything that had happened since yesterday morning. The bodysuit had completely changed my appearance. I now looked like a twin sister to Annie, my very attractive sister-in-law. I don't known how much money this had all cost and I was afraid to ask. Plus, we had not really discussed Gloria's infidelity with Bob the previous evening. We would have to talk about that, too. I got up off the bed and went downstairs. I found Gloria sitting on the sofa in the den, silently starring out the window. I sat down beside her, put an arm around her shoulder and said, "It will only be one more night. I guess I can wear the sexy undies for you if you promise to wear them for me after I get out of this bodysuit." Gloria turned, wrapped her arms around me and kissed me very passionately. As her tongue penetrated my lips in a French kiss, her fingers slipped under my thin top to play with my sensitive nipples. I slipped my own hands under her top to return the favor. We kissed passionately for five or ten minutes before taking off each other's tops. I loved how her mouth felt as she wrapped her soft lips around each of my nipples. I slid my fingers into her shorts and panties to play with her clitoris as she did the same to me. Gloria and I ended up completely nude, rolling on our den carpet in a sixty-nine position as we ate each other's vaginas. Hers may have been a real vagina, but mine was just as sensitive. After a couple of orgasms each, we lay in each other's loving arms as we basked in the after glow. When my wife said it was time to start getting ready for the Halloween party, she took my hand and led me to our bedroom. In the afterglow of a couple of orgasms I was easily persuaded to let Gloria give me an enema supposedly so I would not have to go to the restroom for a bowel movement at the party. She even had me give her an enema for the same reason. That was followed by a douche to clean out our vaginas to make sure that they were clean and sweet smelling. "A girl never knows when she will have to make a good impression," my wife said as she slid the douche nozzle deep inside of my sensitive, yet artificial vagina. I figured that the only person that I had to impress was Gloria, but went along with the program anyway. Gloria styled my permed bleached blonde hair to look just like Annie's. I asked where her sister was today and Gloria told me as she brushed and pinned my hair in place that Annie had to take care of a problem at work, but would join us at the party tonight just before the costume judging was done, so that everyone could see that her beautiful sister was really her husband in a costume. My wife was sure that we could blow away the judges and we would take first place in the contest. I personally was worried about damaging my image in our neighborhood. My wife finished with my hair, applied my makeup and told me to put on my panties as she did her own hair and face. The panties were black silk lace. They gave me a caressing sensation as I slid them up my curvy legs. It was after I had them on that I noticed that when I parted my legs, the split crotch opened up, exposing my artificial hairless vagina. With my legs closed together, the opening was almost unnoticeable. I was curious to see what the back looked like and walked over to the full-length bedroom mirror. I was shocked at the sexy image in the mirror! Gloria was my wife and I had always considered her to be the sexiest woman on Earth. Annie was my sister- in-law and, even though I knew that she was as beautiful as her sister, I had never imagined that she was as hot as the woman in the mirror. I stood in complete awe as I gazed at the reflection in the bedroom mirror. The curly blonde hair was piled high on the very sexy woman's head with just a few dainty curls dangling ever so sexily around her perfectly made up beautiful face. Her full breasts were magnificent! Just the nipples and areoles were as large as some women's breasts. Just looking at them had made the nipples enlarge to their fullest extent. By contrast the waist was tiny by comparison. The bodysuit had been squeezing my mid section like a boa constrictor every since Annie and my wife had put it on me. The reflection's hips were well padded, rounded and the black silk lace panties appeared to be normal panties until the person in the mirror moved and the split crotch opened up. The legs were long and curvy. The fact that I had relatively small hands and feet added to the illusion in the mirror. The longer I looked into the mirror, the more aware I was of my own penis swelling inside of my bodysuit. I turned around to see what my back looked like and was amazed to see how far my bottom stuck out in back. It appeared as if I could use my butt as a bookshelf. As I moved, the split opened up almost all the way to the waistband. I turned back around to get another look at the front of the beautiful blonde in the mirror. "Like what you see, Jamie?" my wife asked as she entered our bedroom. She walked up behind me and I felt her large naked breasts press against my bare back as she peeked over my shoulder. "When Annie and I were going through puberty, we would play with one another." Gloria's arms moved around my small waist and her hands cupped my extra large breasts. "Nothing too serious. It was mainly just curiosity about what having some one else play with very sensitive nipples would feel like." Gloria lightly pinched my swollen nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. "Like right now, I bet this feels good, doesn't it?" I gasped as she rolled my electrically charged nipples back and forth with her fingers. "Tonight I want you to make every one think that you are Annie until she gets to the party. That means you will have to flirt with the men at the party. Can you do that for me? Then after the party, when I get you home, I'll fuck you within an inch of your life. Okay?" With Gloria twisting my nipples I was speechless. I would have agreed to anything. I nodded my head. "Good girl. Let's finish getting dressed." I was in a sexually agitated state as Gloria led me to our bed. I was hoping that we would lie on the bed and make made passionate lesbian love. Instead she held up my open cup black silk lace brassiere. I reluctantly slid my arms through the shoulder straps. My wife pushed the underside of the cups beneath my large breasts before having me turn around so that she could hook the three clips in the back. The bra lifted my boobs and made them stand out even more that they did naturally. The tops of my breasts were bare all the way to just below the over sized nipples. "Now do me," my wife said as she pointed at her own brassiere. As I held her open cup black silk lace brassiere for her she said, "Sexy undies always makes a girl feel special, even if no one else knows that she is wearing them. Then when she selects who she will make mad passionate love with for the evening, she can surprise them as they unwrap their present for the night. When you were a man, you always enjoyed it. Didn't you?" As I hooked Gloria's brassiere I answered, "I am a man. This is only a bodysuit that my wife and her sister talked me into wearing to a Halloween party because my wife is obsessed with winning a cheap trophy that she will probably throw away in a few years." Gloria turned to face me, leaned forward slightly until our breasts were touching, gazed into my eyes and stated, "You were a man. Tonight you are a woman. I want you to be just like Annie. She enjoys being a woman and so will you if you let go of your false sense of male pride and just let things happen. Remember, you said you would cooperate and help me win the Halloween Costume Contest? Well that means you have to convince everyone at the party, male and female, that you are a woman. If that requires that you have to let some man kiss you during the party, do it. Just think how embarrassed he will be when Annie gets there and every one finds out that the woman that everyone thinks is my beautiful sister is really my husband in a bodysuit!" Then Gloria wrapped the black silk lace garter belt around my waist and hooked it in back. I accepted my fate for the evening. I watched as my wife demonstrated the proper way to roll up a stocking before sliding it onto your leg. I copied her actions and was rewarded with a, "Now you're getting it, Girlfriend!" Attaching the garter clips to the top of the hose was made more difficult by the long red fingernails that were still glued to my own fingers, but I finally managed. Next came the black leather high heel sandals with the three and a half inch spike heels and buckle ankle straps. "High heel shoes make a girl's legs look longer, forces her to take dainty little steps and makes her bottom stick out further. That's why they drive men wild! The ankle straps will keep a girl's high heels on her feet no matter what activities she is doing. If a man is making love to you, you can use the high heels on his butt like spurs to make him move faster. I love wearing high heels. Have you noticed that I wear them most of the time?" I certainly had! I guess that is one of the things that made me think that my wife was one of the sexiest women in the whole wide world. Gloria had me to stand up and walk across the room and back to get used to these high heel shoes. As I walked across the carpeted bedroom floor, Gloria watched me with a big grin on her beautiful face. "Jamie, tonight you are a woman. I want you to keep telling yourself that you are a girl. The way you look and the way you move, every man at the Halloween party will want you. After they get a few drinks in them, most of them will forget about their own wives and you will be like a fresh melon in the produce market. Every guy, and a few of the women, will want to squeeze you to see if you are as firm as they think you are. What you will have to do is go with the flow and enjoy your time as a woman. After tonight you will understand what it is like to be an attractive woman. And do not worry about some guy making fun of you dressing up in a bodysuit as a female. Each of them will have the hots for you and you can kid them about that later. That will shut them up." Next was a pair of black silk skirts that would normally be worn by skaters. They were short and very full cut so that they would flounce. Our seamed black stockings were long length and almost reached our crotchless panties. The hemline of the thin skirt was half way between our crotches and our knees. I would have wanted it to be much longer, I would have been happier if the skirt was ankle length. I was really unhappy when I saw our tops. Gloria told me to hold my arms over my head as she held a pink silk top in her hands. I did as ordered and she slipped the thin top carefully over my piled high blonde curls and head and down to cover my almost bare breasts. It left my midriff bare from the waistband of the too short skirt to just below my brassiere. As she slipped her own top on, I walked over the full-length bedroom mirror to see how I looked. "I look like a hooker!" I exclaimed as I saw my reflection. I could not believe my eyes as my wife moved to stand beside me. Her red silk top had the words, "Slut For Hire" written in gold script across the front. What was even more shocking was the "Fuck Me Hard" emblazoned on my top. "We can't go out in public dressed like this!" I told my wife as I stood there in shock. "Jamie, relax! It's a Halloween party. It's all in fun. Everyone there will show up as something they are not. We are going as a pair of prostitutes. We'll make all the women jealous and all the men horny. Just stand here and look at yourself in the mirror while I go and get us a couple of drinks. I'll be right back." With that Gloria was gone. I found myself wondering what a prostitute that looked like me could charge. I had actually used a hooker once, but that was long before I married Gloria. She had charged thirty dollars for a blowjob, fifty for a straight fuck and seventy-five to put it in her ass. I had paid for straight sex. It had been a dry spell between girlfriends and I was tired of using my hand. The prostitute that I had sex with all those years ago could not compare with the image of the sexy girl in the mirror. The sexy blonde in the "Fuck Me Hard" top could charge at least ten times as much as the whore that I had used that one time. Gloria was back with a couple of mixed drinks. "Here you go, Jamie. Have a few sips of this to relax you and you may just find out that you like being a girl." I obediently took a sip. The drink had an odd flavor but I swallowed it anyway. "That's a good girl," my wife said. "Now take another." The cool liquid went down easily as Gloria coaxed me to drink the entire glass until it was empty. "There, now. You'll soon feel much better. Just keep reminding yourself that you are a girl and that you love to flirt with men. Tonight we are hookers and, if we are lucky, we may meet a pimp that will take care of us. Wouldn't that be nice?" My head was slowly starting to spin and I found myself nodding my head in agreement to the idea that we would be lucky if we met a pimp to take care of us. "Here, Jamie, lay down on the bed and rest for a moment while I get a few things ready for the party. It is almost time to leave." Gloria picked up her cell phone and went into the bathroom. I could still hear her as she spoke to some one. "Bob, Jamie is about ready. Boy, oh boy, is she ready! Yea. I can't wait either. See you in thirty minutes. We will meet you out front in the driveway. Bye, Honey, I love you, too." I was in a drug-induced fog and did not worry about over hearing my wife talking to her lover on her cell phone. When Gloria returned from the bathroom she had a large bottle in her hands. She unscrewed the cat and took out three bullet shaped objects. "These are lubricating suppositories," she said as she flipped the hem of my flimsy black silk skirt up above my waist. "Spread your legs for me just like a hooker would spread them for any guy that pays her. Come on. Wider. That is a good little hooker," she said as she pushed the pointed end of a suppository deep into my artificial vagina. "Now slut turn over." I reluctantly obeyed. "Spread those sexy legs again, you little whore. Feel this going up your ass? The enema mad