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Chapter Two
By Terry Hansay
Title: Feminzer disease takes my body over
Description: My wife helps me through the Feminzer disease as I become a
full women slowly. I had to learn a whole new life with her help.
Sorry but I lost it again and could not go into the lingerie store. We
sat in the car outside Mary's Bra and Shape Shop. How the heck could I
ever walk into a store to buy a bra, I said, just then I broke down
crying again, I was very emotional. My wife saw the emotional signs and
said ok, lets go home. Something is changing my body and mind quicker
than I thought.
At home I crashed in the living room. My wife, Cathy knew I needed her
support and she was there for me. We talked til midnight and we came out
feeling much better. Both agreed we would take one day at a time, we will
handle the disease together. I felt much better.
Next day, got dressed, yes I put on "my" sports bra and girdle with lots
"pushing" from my wife. Really did not want to wear them, but the bra
made my breasts feel better. She said I would have to go shopping
sometime and maybe tonight after our doctor's appointments we could try
shopping again. I agreed but knew it was going to be hard.
While in the lunchroom at work, the TV news was on and there was a news
story of a man having the Feminize disease, he lives my town. Holy cow,
another person right here in my town, what are the chances. Two other
women in the lunch room talked about it and did not seem to mind the
disease and was sympathetic towards the problem. It sounded like they
understood the disease. Wow, I felt good about their "thinking" but I
sure hope I do not have that disease. I wrote down the man's name with
the disease, would like to meet that man if I am sick.
Got home and my wife was already there, had dinner ready and reminded me
we had the gynecologist appointment and we needed to stop in our regular
doctor too, she had the results from the blood test.
We cleaned up and I went to change, she said hold it...where am I going?
I am going to take my bra and girdle off as I did last night before the
doctor appointment. She said, no need to do that, these doctors except
you to be wearing a bra. The doctor told you that you better start
wearing a bra 24/7. I did not like that, the doctors seeing me in a bra.
Had a hard time for me to see a bra on me let alone someone else. Cathy
hugged me and said come on it will be ok, the doctors expecting you in a
bra. Oh, boy here it comes again, I am getting really nervous again. She
pulled me out the door and we were off.
Got to the gynecologist's office, into the waiting room, my hands were
sweating. Cathy tried to calm me down. I saw the stirrups on the table;
she knew I was looking at them. In came the doctor, another women doctor.
She was very nice and put me at ease. We spoke and she looked at my body,
never thinking twice about me wearing a bra or girdle. She poked at me
asking lots of questions, looked at the charts. She said she got the
blood tests from my other doctor.
She saw I was nervous and had the dreaded disease was on my mind. The
doctor said I should get dressed and meet her in her office next door. My
wife held my hand and I felt something coming. I got dressed and my wife
hugged me and said all will be ok, we will get through this. My wife
watched as I put my bra on. I was still fumbling at putting on my bra and
girdle. My wife said I need to practice putting on my bra when we get
home. There is that "my" bra talk. I am not doing well. Cathy could
tell.
Went into the doctor's office. There was another nurse sitting there
with a pile of magazines on her lap. I saw the big word on the cover
Feminzer Life. Oh, what is next??? With that, the doctor said I had the
Feminzer disease and a strong case of it. I went num, white and they knew
it. I thought I was going to faint. Another nurse came in with water and
helped me as I slowly fell off my chair in panic.
Please don't tell me that. How can I manage that, I am a man.
The doctor tried to reassure me that they could treat it and return me to
my masculine self. But it might take a long hard effort. She also said
there are lots of people to help me. Cathy came to my side and hugged me
and said we will get through this ordeal and lots of men have recovered
from it.
I asked what to expect. The doctor introduced me to the other nurse, the
one with all the books. This is nurse Sally, she will be your private
nurse who specializes in this treatment. I was so nervous and num, I
could hardly speak. Everyone saw my fear in my face and suggested I get a
shot to help me relax and to come back tomorrow for some consultation
with Sally.
I agreed got the shot and it did wonders, I could hardly think, went
home, right to bed.
Next morning I could not go to work and my wife took off too. We sat
around talking, looking on the Internet. Boy, it looked like I would be a
woman and have to be in that "mode" of thinking to! We talked about
buying a wig, all the clothes, high heels. Then when she mentioned makeup
I got real white again. She knew she was going too fast for me. But for
some reason Cathy was handling it well, like she enjoyed it. Thank
goodness for me I thought, that she is so sweet and understanding.
I looked at Cathy and said I would like to dress like a man for as long
as I can. Not show the world I have this disease. She said that might be
hard since my body development might be quicker than you think and your
clothes will not fit you. I said I would buy bigger clothes. Silly boy,
you don't need bigger clothes just different shaped clothes. Either way I
wanted to try and hide the fact my body was changing.
We both agreed we needed to go back to my "private" nurse and consult
with her.
Cathy made an appointment with my nurse, Sally. As my wife and I were
getting dressed, yes in my bra and girdle, I noticed my body changed even
in a couple of days. My clothes were getting tighter.
Terry, we will have to do some shopping after our doctor appointment. You
can't keep wearing that same bra and girdle. She was right and I knew we
had to go shopping.
At the gynecologist office, Sally met us at the door, ushered us into a
room and started right in. She had another nurse come in and take blood
pressure and some more blood for another blood test. Then we started
talking about the disease.
After looking at my charts she thinks I have a strong case of the
Feminizer diseases and will take 1-2 years to cure me of the disease. I
told her I did not want to become a "total" women and that I was going to
dress as a man. She smiled and said, you know our society does not have a
problem with you or your diseases. I knew that, and seeing that man on
the TV news yesterday with the same diseases made me feel better. Either
way I want to hold off wearing a dress or wig and makeup, I told my wife
and nurse. Sally said when the time comes, I will feel much better in a
dress and I will pass as a total woman anyhow. I knew they were right but
could not face the change. I didn't know how I would handle it.
Sally gave me more books and magazines to help me understand my disease.
She also suggested attending a two-day school on how to cope with my new
life style. My wife said she saw the school on the Internet and they
would help me understand the disease and help me live as a woman. Sally
said the school has helped her other clients learn to be women, how to
live as a woman in our society.
Sally also suggest while at the school, I take their hypnotic classes and
allow them to hypnotize me into thinking more like a women. This will
help my emotions and my presences in living with the diseases.
What is that I said, hypnotize me? Yes, Sally said, you will be given
relaxing calming thoughts of being a women, a pretty woman and that you
should be proud to be a woman. You will accept the fact you have to be a
woman, wear soft clothes, dresses, bras, nylons, all the things you are
now resisting. Lets face it, your body will be totally different. You
need to deal with it. It is hard to change your brain to being a woman,
this hypnotic class will help you cope with your new self. After you
become comfortable with your new self, then we can start your treatment
to reverse your femininity, if you want.
If I want, you said, I jumped up and said, of course I want to be cured
of this. Sally said many men like being women and want to stay feminine.
My wife got nervous with that line of thinking.
Sally said one step at a time. Take the books and magazines home. There
is a good story in there about the two-day school, lots of helpful
information.
But, before you go, your doctors have both agreed you need to start a
series of estrogen shots. Oh no, I am not doing that, helping the disease
development me into a woman, no way. Cathy grabbed me and said, they know
what is best for your cure, your recovery, you must listen to them. The
estrogen shots will make your life calmer. They will reduce your stress
level and deal with the disease.
Ok, I said, but I am not happy about this. These shots will really turn
me into a woman. Sally returned to the room and gave me the shot. She
said I will need a shot every week for a while. She will monitor my
estrogen levels each week when I came in for my weekly exams. With her
big smile, she said, "now was that so bad"? All I could say was thank
you, not sure why but I did.
Sally's closing words were, I must "live out" the Feminizer disease fully
before they can start my cure. Don't be afraid of being a women, look at
us, we are having fun, right Cathy. With a big smile, Cathy said, lets go
lingerie shopping dear.
So we left the doctor's office for my first shopping trip. Cathy really
wanted me to go to the lingerie store, Mary's Bra and Shape Shop. So I
said ok, lets go.
We got to the store and Mary, the owner, greeted us with such a nice
smile and was so pleasant. She asked us what we were looking for, Cathy
said this is my husband I told you about yesterday, he has the Feminizer
disease. I got so weak in the knee hearing that, Cathy had to hold me up.
Mary said oh dear, we have many men in here shopping with the same
disease. Please don't be nervous. We can help you through this.
Cathy said we were looking for bras and shapers, nylons, camisoles today.
I could hardly speak. Mary said ok, lets get you measured; step back in
our fitting room Terry.
I said to Cathy, do I really have to be measured again. Cathy said yes,
and I might as well get use to it, this is what women do, you do want a
good fitting bra don't you!
I was taken to a very pretty room, all done up in pink with flowers on
the wallpaper, very girlish, I thought, just a very calming room. Mary
said, please dear take off your blouse so I can measure you. This is not
a blouse I said and took off my shirt.
My, my, my a sports bra, that bra does not give a girl much support. Will
have to do something about that wouldn't we, dear. I wondered what she
meant and what she would suggest as a supportive bra.
Mary measure me, did some thinking and said I was just between a 36 A and
a B cup. What, between a A & a B cup? I was a A cup three days ago, am I
getting bigger? Are you sure Mary that is my size? Mary smiled and said I
will be developing quicker now as the disease takes hold. Mary
recommended the A cup for now, but said I will need the B cup very soon.
In some bras, I might need the B cup now. Each week she suggested I come
in to be measured. I thought to myself, this is moving way to fast.
Mary came back with several different bras. All Playtex bras in several
colors. I thought to myself they look pretty, I slapped myself and
thought what am I thinking. Mary helped me put on the "Cross Your Heart"
soft cup bra. I couldn't hook the bra in the back, Cathy stepped in to
help me. Wow, it felt good. Mary knew my breasts were tender and sore.
The soft cup helped cradle my budding breasts. I looked down at my
breasts cupped in this new piece of clothing, strange to my body, and
puffs of flesh were peeking out of the tops of the cups. Mary said that
was ok, since I was between an A and B cup bra. Plus it looked nice, she
said. That was not my thought, but let it go. Mary and Cathy were pleased
with the fit, and asked me my thoughts. I looked in the mirror at my new
shape, I didn't know what to say. This was all too new for me. My wife
hugged me and said I looked great and I would get use to the new support
and look.
Cathy continued to give me positive support to say I looked good in "my"
pretty bra, good support and it fits me very well. I "fill out" the cups
beautifully, just what I didn't wanted to hear. Playtex was her favorite
bra too. Now we can match honey, we will be matching twins in our Playtex
Cross Your Heart bras. Great!
Mary was giving me a lesson in lingerie styles telling me all the pros
and cons of underwire bras, soft cup bras, even a hard cup bra. I said
what, a hard cup bra. What is that? She just happened to have one and
told me it's for t-shirts and other tight clothing. The bra gives you a
nice round supported look and doesn't let your nipples show through. You
don't want your breast too low, you know. This bra has very good support,
lifts and separates your budding breasts. Here try it on Terry, as she
handed me the "hard cup" Playtex bra. Wow, that one felt nice too. Saw
the flower between the cups, wondered what that was for? Cathy unhooked
my Cross Your Heart bra and I slipped on the t-shirt bra. I was having
real trouble hooking it in back, my sports bra hooks in front you know.
The girls laughed and helped me hook the bra and adjusted it. Mary said I
needed to bend forward and place my breast into the cup. I said I could
not wear this bra, it will "show" through my clothes. This t-shirt bra
gave me definite projection, perky shape. Cathy and Sally said together,
you better get use to having a pretty bustline dear, that is part of your
body now, be proud of your shape!
Next came the girdles, long ones, short ones, lace all over them and had
clips on them. What is all this for? Mary said the clips are garters for
your nylons. Nylons help hold down your girdle, you know. The long legged
girdle is a tight fit, really accentuated my shape. I didn't want it to
give me a feminine shape but what choice did I have. Cathy said I would
have to wear a girdle every day and I would get use to wearing it. Over
time, I would feel naked without my girdle and bra. I found that hard to
believe.
So we tried on several more matching "outfits" and called it a day. As I
was taking my last bra off, a very soft white underwire bra, Cathy said,
leave "your" bra on, you can wear that one home. Cathy, this bra will be
seen under this shirt and I will really have a bustline with this bra.
So, she said, look at me, I have a bustline. Do you really think I should
wear it, won't people stair at me, wearing a bra and all? Cathy got upset
with me and said I better get use to it and relax. No one will care,
remember you have the disease.
Ok, I left the Playtex girdle and underwired bra on, dress and went out
into the store. The place was filled with women. Then in the corner of my
eye I saw a man looking at a nightgowns. He looked familiar. Wow, could
this be that man who was on the TV news with the same disease I have? It
was, I could never forget that face. He had a big bustline and very
shapely body. I am noticing things like that now. I pointed him out to my
wife, she said go over and meet him, he is in the same "boat" you are in.
I was so self-concise, I knew everyone could see my bra through my shirt,
I could to. I got weak in my legs as I was walking towards him. He
turned, wow, he too had a pretty bra on and he was wearing what looked
like a woman's real blouse. He spotted my bra, put two and two together
and said hi, my name is Karl. After we shared introductions, I said I saw
him on TV and how good it felt to know there was someone else in town
with the same disease. Tensions were broken and we exchange phone
numbers. We both agreed we needed to talk more.
Karl saw all the pretty lingerie in my hand and said I had good taste in
lingerie. He too loves the Playtex bras, wears them all the time, nothing
else. Wow, this guys is talking openly and freely with me about his
underwear. I returned the complement and said I had on a Playtex
underwired bra and it was very comfortable. We both smiled and agreed we
need to talk more.
Walked over to the cashier right in a crowd of other women. Boy did I
feel strange, but to my relief, the ladies did not give me a second look.
I knew they could see my new bra and could see the many bras and girdles
I had in my arms, but no comment or looks, just like I was another "girl"
in line. I felt better and found myself "standing tall" in my new bra, my
chest was out there but for some reason no one cared.
It was getting late but Cathy wanted to stop for coffee. I got nervous
since I did not have my coat and I knew my bra shows through this shirt.
I said I could not go in there. Cathy gave me that look, like I better
get it together and get in there, she is tired. In we went and nothing,
no smiles, no remarks, nothing. Wow, this is cool and I know they can see
my Playtex bra. I was feeling better about my new look even with all this
public awareness.
At coffee, Cathy asked me about Karl and if we were going to get together
and talk. Karl was well ahead of me in his disease and wears women's
clothes to boot. Although he was not wearing a wig, you could plainly see
he was a man with the Femenize disease. That seemed ok with everyone, he
was sick and the public dealt with it. I was quickly learning that the
outside world will not make fun of me in my new body.
I told Cathy I would like to meet with Karl, she thought it was a good
idea, but I need to take it slow. I asked her what I should do about my
job. She said nothing, go to work explain you are sick and 99% of the
staff are women, they will handle it well and not make fun of you. She
reminded me that this will not be forever and it's a disease.
We got home and got ready for bed. Taking my bra and girdle off felt so
good, I am not getting use to the straps yet but my nipples feel better
with the bra covering them. I put the cream on my budding nipples like
the doctor told me, felt good. My wife saw how I struggled talking off
the girdle, she said I need a lesson on how to take the girdle off and
proceeded to show me. Just roll your girdle down slowly and off they
come. She also said those boxer short need to go. What, what does that
mean? Here I bought you some pretty soft panties instead of those boxers.
Why can't I wear my boxers? She said, do you see me wearing boxers? Now
lets get with the program and get you into these, they are much nicer,
you will see.
Next thing I knew, I was standing there in "my" new panties. Yes, they
were nicer but the lace and flowers all over did not sit well with me. I
was too tired to fight back. I jumped into bed and heard Cathy say, dear
I have something else for your new body. She keeps calling my body new,
don't like that but it's true. She walked over with a soft pink nylon
nightgown, full length, lace all over the top and bottom. I all most
fainted seeing it, it was so feminine and girlish. Then from around her
back, she pulled out another nightgown. She said, see now we can be
matching, how cute she said. She slipped it over my head and it felt
good, very soft, I melted and she knew it. Her big smile and hug made all
the difference, how could I not wear the matching nightgown.
There we were in bed, in our matching nightgowns. She reached over and
started playing with my budding breasts. Terry what do you think of
today's changes. Can you beat this disease? Think and act like a woman
for a while, and still be mentally ok? She said she was ok with all this,
and enjoyed helping me shop today and liked the idea she can work with me
on this very intimate cure. I was so relieved to hear her say this, it
helped my thinking that I was becoming a woman, and I could beat this
disease. I told her that with her help I can become the "best" woman, if
that is what it takes to cure me.
Continued later, dear. Hope you all like!
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