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By Margaret Jeanette
Sam Markham was making love to his wife of two months, ridng her
and enjoying every minute of it. He didn't realize she wasn't
reacting but just lying there. Trudy, his wife, was wondering why
they even bothered, since she couldn't feel him doing anything.
Then she felt the spurt.
"I know you got somethig out of this but I didn't. You are too
small for me. I think it's time to do somthing drastic."
She got up and got a pair of her lacy panties out of her drawer
and threw them at him, telling him in a commanding voice to put
them on. He slowly put them on.
"That small tool of yours belongs in panties, not boxer shorts.
You will wear panties until you grow a bigger tool. You have two
days and if you aren't bigger then I will add to the panties and I
will add every two days after that until you grow big enough to
satisfy me."
Sam knew he was in trouble. He knew he wasn't the largest in the
world but he'd never thought he couldn't satisfy a woman,
especially his wife. He didn't want to wear panties but he knew he
better or she would do something worse.
The next morning he was going to take the panties off when Trudy
told him in no uncertain terms to leave them on. He didn't like
wearing the yellow lacy panties, but wore them to please his wife.
At work he constantly felt the panties and grew hard quite often.
It got so it was extremely uncomfortable. Finally it was time to go
home. All the way home all he could think about was getting out of
the panties.
"Can I take these panties off. They are bothering me something
terrible."
"No! Leave them on. After supper we will go shopping and get you
your own panties to wear."
After supper they went to a Victoria's Secret store and Trudy
asked the saleslady what size she thought he would take. The lady
said probably a size six would do it. She took them to a counter
that had brief style panties in a multitude of colors and styles.
Trudy told Sam to pick out whatever colors he wanted. He said it
didn't make any difference to him. Trudy picked out all dark
colored ones and ended up getting him eight pair of extremely
feminine panties. Then she took him by the bras. She had the
saleslady measure him to see what size bra he needed. He was beet
red as two women customers were watching as he was measured. They
both giggled and pointed at him.
Trudy picked out matching colored bras for him. All were
pre-formed, slightly padded bras. He didn't like the looks of this
at all. He was afraid she was going to have him change right there.
He was happy when they walked out of the store. They stopped at
a upscale department store where she bought six pair of pantyhose.
Two were different patterned fishnets and there was a diffrent
floral pattern on two of them and the last two had repeating
patterns on them. He didn't think anything of it.
Then she had them stop at a shoe store where she picked out two
pair of three-inch heels, one black patent leather, the other red.
He'd thought she already had some heels like that, but decided she
must need new ones. She also found a red and a black clutch purse
there.
Next they stopped at a jewelry store where she got a woman's
watch and two necklaces and three bracelets. Also she picked out
four rings. She really is getting into shopping tonight, he thought
to himself.
They stopped at a lingerie store where she bought five fancy
nightgowns. He knew she would look great in any of them.
They got home and she told him he needed a bath. She said she had
to put some softening cream on him before he took his bath. She
spread the cream all over his body before he got into the tub. She
had him wait ten minuutes before starting the water. She poured
some crystals into the tub and told him to get in. He loved how
nice the water smelled and felt on his skin.
When he got out she handed him a towel to dry off with, and he
was amazed to find that all of his body hair was gone from the neck
down. He'd never had a lot of body hair, but had enough to notice.
Trudy then handed him a purple pair of panties that were trimmed
with little black bows and ruffles around the leg holes. He put
them on and noticed that they felt nicer than the ones he wore
today. He did smell nice though.
The next morning Trudy reminded him that tonight they would see
if he had grown any. She said he better have, or else. All day he
worried about tonight's measurement.
That night she checked him and said he wasn't any larger than
before. She had him put on a black bra to sleep in and wear
tomorrow. She handed him one of the nightgowns she had gotten when
they were shopping.
The next morning she told him to wear the matching black panties
so he would match the bra. He asked if he could wear it only at
home and she said no, he would wear it all day. He felt depresased
and suddenly very lonely. He wondered what he was getting into and
what else she had in mind.
At work his secretary noticed the distictive outline of his bra,
and smirked as he walked by. At ten he was called into Mrs. Wilkes
office. She was his boss. She looked at him and could also see the
outline of his bra. He didn't know his secretary had called Mrs.
Wilkes and told her about him.
"How long you been wearing bras."
"Just today. My wife made me wear it -- honest!"
"I don't really care what you wear as long as you do your job.
However, I am going to have my secretary do your nails to let your
wife know it is okay for you to wear whatever she wants you to
wear. We can't let ourselves get in trouble with the federal
government over your sexual preferences, can we?"
"No, I guess we can't."
"Good, go out by my secretary. She is waiting for you."
He did. "I am supposed to come by you," he told her.
"Yes, sit down here by me. Let me have a look at your nails. They
don't look bad but could look better. Do you want false nails? I
have some with me."
"I don't know what I want. I would just as soon forget the whole
thing."
"We can't do that. I'll give you some false nails. That way you
will look better, nailwise anyway."
She glued the false nails on him and applied English red nail
polish on them. He wondered why he was letting her do this to him.
It was bad enough, what Trudy was doing to him. Now others were
getting into the act. She asked him if he wanted her to do his
toenails too, and he declined the offer.
When he got home Trudy noticed his nails right away and he had to
explain how they got painted and why. Trudy laughed and said it was
good to know that she could send him to work dressed any way she
wanted.
He was mortified that she seemed determined to have him wear more
feminine clothes. He wondered what was next.
The next evening when he was checked Trudy said it looked as if
his penis had gotten smaller. She produced a panty girdle for him
to wear. It was extremely tight on him and he hated wearing it.
The next day at work he was so uncomfortable he had trouble
concentrating. When he got home he told Trudy and she said that was
something he would have to live with. She showed no mercy at all.
The next measuring, he hadn't grown any and she added pantyhose.
He liked how they felt going on his hairless legs but after a while
they felt awfully warm. When he said something to Trudy she just
said that was normal, don't worry about it. He was learning he
wasn't going to get any sympathy from her.
At work his secretary said,"You've had quite a week, haven't
you?"
"That's putting it mildly. It's been a horrific week. I just
don't understand my wife anymore. She is getting worse and I don't
know how much more I can take."
"What does she have you wearing now? I can see the bra, what
else?"
"Well, there's panties to match the bra, a panty girdle, which is
a bitch because it is so tight, and now pantyhose. I just don't
know!"
"Look on the bright side. She isn't making you wear everything at
once. She is taking her time changing your wardrobe."
"I guess it could be worse but I still wonder where it will end."
He worked hard all day and when he got home Trudy told him he
should get his toenails painted.
The next day beinng Saturday, Trudy took him to get a pedicure
and had the girl paint his toenails a pretty pink. He blushed as
the girl did his nails. Then she took him to a clothing store where
she got him three pairs of woman's pants, all with side zippers and
no back pockets. They were all flare legged, so you knew they were
women's slacks.
At home she checked his size again and told him it hadn't grown
any. She told him that tomorrow he could wear one of his new
slacks. He really didn't want to but knew better than to object.
Sunday he wore the cream colored slacks. Trudy told him they had
to do some more shopping. When it was time to leave he didn't know
what to do with his wallet. Trudy handed him one of his purses and
told him to put his wallet in there.
At the mall he felt everyone was looking at him. Trudy took him
into a different clothing store. This one was called Feminine Tops.
There Trudy picked out four frilly blouses. All four were nearly
sheer and he knew everyone would see his bra through them. He
begged Trudy to get some different ones but she said these would be
fine and that they suited him.
Then they stopped at a notions store where she got him a pale
blue wallet with a little mermaid on it. She had him sit on a bench
on the concourse and change everything from his old wallet to his
new one.
At the Cosmetics Outlet store they ended up getting sixty
dolllars worth of cosmetics. He just knew they were all for him. As
they were walking down the concourse Trudy saw a dress in a window
she knew would be perfect for him. They went in and she found two
other ones besides the one in the window. When he asked why they
were getting the dresses Trudy told him she knew he wasn't going to
get any bigger anytime soon. He was getting really worried that she
might be right. He wondered what he could do to make himself
bigger.
Monday morning and he wore the black slacks to work. His
secretary told him he looked really nice in his new pants. He had
to carry the purse so he would have his driver's license if he
needed it. He felt stupid but knew he didn't have any choice. He
was under Trudy's spell and tried to think how he could break the
spell.
Monday night, and it was measuring time. Trudy told him it looked
smaller than before. She asked him if he wanted to wear a blouse or
heels tomorrow. He chose heels, figuring they would be less
noticable.
Tuesday he never thought about the clackity-clack sound heels
make when you walk in them. His secretary told him she heard him
coming a long way away. She had him show her his shoes, and he
blushed deeply and showed her. She told him she felt sorry for him
but that he must have it coming if his wife was that dedicated to
the idea of changing him. He got home before Trudy and wondered if
she had to work over or what. A half hour later she came in
carrying two bags from women's stores. He wondered what she'd
gotten now.
At supper he asked why she was doing this to him. She told him
she'd expected a full sized man, not a pussy cocked man. She said
if he couldn't satisfy her as a man maybe he could satisfy her as
a woman. He implored her to change her mind about having him wear
women's clothes but she said she had her mind made up and he better
go along with it or else. He didn't like the or else but knew he
had little to say in the matter.
Wednesday he wore the tan slacks with the red heels. You could
see the outline of his dark blue bra through his shirt. His
secretary sprayed him with some perfume after lunch then
apologized, telling him she just felt naughty and had to do
something.
Wednesday night when Trudy checked him she told him it had grown
a little bit, but very little. She had noticed the perfume but
didn't say anything. He felt like he had a hard-on and wondered why
she didn't notice that. She told him tomorrow he would be wearing
a dress to work.
Thursday he wore a pastel striped dress that was lace trimmed.
Trudy told him to wear his black patent leather heels with it, and
she sprayed him with a floral scented perfume, telling him it
wasn't the first time he'd worn perfume.
At work his secretary told him he looked sweet in his dress and
he smelled so nice that she was jealous. He was called into Mrs.
Wilkes office, and she told him he looked so nice and feminine. She
asked if there was anything she could do to help. He told her if
she could convince his wife to put an end to it he would be
grateful. She told him that she doesn't get involved with domestic
matters.
Back in his office he felt like crying. He didn't know why but he
just wanted to cry. He went back to work and managed to get a lot
done, as uncomfortable as he was.
Friday he wore the pale blue dress with the ruffles in front. He
felt silly wearing it but knew he had to or Trudy would get mad and
things would be worse. At work he was called again into Mrs. Wilkes
office. She told him she just wanted to see how he looked today.
She told him to stop by her secretary and she would help him look
more feminine. She told him he should look his best at all times at
work.
He stopped at her secretary's desk and her secretary told him to
sit down facing her. He sat and she started putting make-up on him.
She did his eyes, cheeks, and lips. When she was done he knew his
face didn't look the same anymore.
When he got back by his office he had to go to the bathroom. He
asked his secretary for the key and she gave him one. It didn't
work on the men's room and when he asked her she told him to use
the women's bathroom. She told him now he was more female than male
so it was okay. He felt mortified at that but knew she was right.
That night when he walked in Trudy told him he looked really
sweet. She asked about the make-up and he explained what Mrs.
Wilkes had said to him and how her secretary had put on his
make-up. He had tears in his eyes by the time he was done and ready
to cry. Trudy told him to straighten up and get ahold of himself.
He fought back the tears.
She measured him before they went to bed. He was still too small
according to her. She told him tomorrow he would learn how to do
his own make-up. He was worried about what she had in mind. Then he
noticed a styrofoam head on her dresser and wondered why that was
there.
Saturday Trudy told him to grab his purse, that they were
leaving. He gasped as she parked in front of Sassy's Salon. They
went in and Trudy talked to the girl. The girl came and introduced
herself as Lucy and led him to her chair. She started on his
eyebrows and then his eyes, explaining slowly what she was doing
and how to do it yourself. By the time she was done he had
foundation on, blush on his cheeks, and royal red lipstick. Then
she left for a minute and returned with a brunette wig with long
wavy tresses and lots of curls topside. She told him how to put it
on by himself. Lucy handed him a pink plastic carry-all with the
cosmetics used to transform him. Trudy was waiting and commented on
how nice he looked.
On the way home Trudy stopped and they got three different scents
of perfume. He really didn't care for any of them but didn't want
to argue with Trudy.
At home Trudy asked him what feminine name he wanted.
"Why do I need a feminine name? My name is Sam! It is the name I
have always had."
"You weren't much of a man before and you are less of a man now
so you need a feminine name. What would you like to be called?"
"I don't really care what name you give me."
"Okay, how does Sara sound?"
"I don't care. I told you that!"
"Then Sara it is. That's S-A-R-A. Got it?"
"Yes, I got it!"
"Good, then that's taken care of. Now Sara what is the problem?"
"I am uncomfortable in this girdle and my breasts itch like
hell."
"I can help with the breast forms. We will take them off so your
skin can breathe. I have the cream and I'll go get it right now."
Ten minutes later the breast forms were off and Trudy got him a
diffrent bra.
"This is a B cup but it looks like you are a C cup already. You
are developing nicely. The girdle will have to stay on but we can
go get you some proper bras for you to wear. It looks like you
don't need the breast forms anymore."
He started wondering why he suddenly was growing breasts, then
thought it might be because of the clothes he was wearing.
Trudy handed him his purse and they were off. At the store they
got him six new bras, each of them decorated with lace, bows or
little roses. Then Trudy stopped at a shoe store and they got him
two more pairs of heels. This time one was white patent leather and
the other was a dark pink.
She stopped at an adult fun store and he refused to go in. She
said fine, and went in anyway. Ten minutes later she came out
carrying a good sized bag. He wondered what she had bought now.
At home they worked together to get the house clean. Trudy did
the carpets while Sara dusted everything. In no time they were
done. Trudy measured him again and told him he had shrunk some. He
didn't like hearing that but accepted it.
At bedtime Trudy told him it was time he lost his female
virginity. She produced a two headed dildo and asked him if he
wanted the snake or big Joe. He chose the snake but didn't really
know what to expect. Trudy lubed him good and started by inserting
a finger in his rear, then two fingers, then three. Then it was
time to ride the dildo. It went in his rear easily but then it
started to inflate. Trudy had seen on the box that it said
self-inflating but had never given it a thought until now. The
snake got bigger than big Joe. At first Sara thought she was going
to be split in two, but she soon liked the feelings she was
experiencing. They both came within seconds of one another. Sara
said she wanted more, but Trudy said that was enough for tonight.
Sunday and they went to a park for a nice walk. Trudy kept
talking to Sara about how nice she was now. She was a lot better
now than she was before. Trudy told her thank you for being so
understanding through the whole process. When they were sitting on
a park bench, Trudy gave Sara a peck on her cheek.
"There's something I have to tell you. The reason you couldn't
get any bigger and that your breasts are growing is because I have
been and am feeding you estrogen hormones. You've been on them too
long now to turn back. You have accepted everything so nicely and
so docilely that I figure it is time to let you know why you feel
like you do. The wanting to cry streaks will go away -- that is
something teen-age girls go through. I love you very much and I
love you even more now than before. Can you forgive me for not
telling you sooner?"
Sara sat quiet and thought about what she had just heard. She
didn't know what to say or do. Finally, without saying a word she
gave Trudy a kiss on her cheek. Trudy started to cry. Sara told her
only teenage girls do that. Trudy had to laugh at that.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner? I was wondering about how my
attitudes had changed and didn't know why. It would have been nice
to know why. What's going to happen to me now?"
"Well, your breasts are forming nicely and you are so nice and
compliant that I can not see any trouble in the future."
"Do you really want a girly-man to be married to? I can't believe
that is what you want."
"It doesn't make any difference. I had a lesbian experience in
high school and really enjoyed it. It lasted a whole summer and was
great. So you see, I don't mind at all you being, as you said it,
a girly-man. You weren't really much of a man in the love-making
department anyway."
"I guess I don't have much to say about how things are working
out. I did see a beautiful royal blue brocade cocktail dress at
Delia's Dresses. Do you suppose we could get it?"
Sara laughed and said, "Let's go get it right now."
(c) 2009 by Margaret Jeanette
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