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Second Anniversary Surprise
By Margaret Jeanette
Sharon Halford left work a half hour early to go home to make a special
supper for their second anniversary. She knew exactly what her husband,
Toby, loved for supper. She was going to make it for him.
She got home and quietly got into the house. She went to the bedroom to
change into more comfortable clothes. She got a big surprise. There was
Toby wearing what appeared to be a bra and black slip. She knew they
weren't hers but was shocked at what she saw.
"How long has this been going on? I want answers, not excuses!"
"Dear, it isn't like you think. When I was six or seven the neighbor
girl had me in her dresses a few times. I got hung up on women's clothes.
I didn't wear any until I was in my teens and then it was just panties.
Now it is more than that. I am sorry I never told you about it. Please
forgive me. I will do anything you want."
"Where did you get that stuff, anyway? What do you all have? Do you
really mean you will do whatever I want?"
"I got the bra, slip and panties at Wal-Mart, the nylons at the drug
store and the breast forms at that adult store on the edge of town.
Everyone thought I was getting the stuff for you. This is all that I
have. I have everything on that I have. I am really sorry you had to find
out this way. Yes, I will do whatever you want."
"Good, take off that slip and leave everything else on. Get dressed, we
are going shopping."
He was apprehensive about what he thought was going to happen, then
thought she wasn't too angry at him. He hoped she was just trying to
scare him.
He got into the car and Sharon drove them to the mall. In the mall she
led him straight to a shoe store. There she told the clerk she needed
some heels for her sissy husband. He could feel his red cheeks. They
bought a black pair and a dark pink pair. She had him wear the pink pair
out of the store. The spike heels took some getting used to but he
managed. He thought the heels were making a lot of noise as he walked.
Sharon dropped back and saw he had a good sway to his hips.
The next stop was at Victoria's Secret. There, when the salesgirl asked
if there was anything she could help with, Sharon told her they wanted
some feminine high cut briefs. The girl took them over by a counter that
had a lot of panties on it. Sharon asked him what size he took. He
mumbled size six. She said she didn't hear him and to say I take size
whatever and to say it loudly. He loudly said he took a size six and
three women and the young clerk laughed loud enough for him to hear.
Sharon picked out six pair for him to wear, telling him he now had
enough for a week. Then it was to the bras where the size routine was
repeated. He told her he took a 38C loud enough for four teen-age girls
to hear, who laughed and pointed at him. By now his cheeks were just
about permanetly red. By the time they left he was shaking, fearing what
was to come .
Then she had him go with her to a women's clothing store. There she
told the saleslady they needed some dresses for her sissy husband. She
told the clerk they needed enough for a week. The clerk thought about her
commission. Sharon told her they wanted real feminine ones. By the time
they were done he had eight dresses with lace or ribbons or bows on them.
Also two slips, one pink and one white, both very feminine. Sharon had
him wear one dress out of the store. Then they stopped at a women's
accessory store where he ended up with a new pink purse and matching
wallet.
In the concourse she had him sit and empty his men's wallet into his
new one. Then she had him empty his pants pockets into his purse. She
threw his pants in the garbage container telling him he wouldn't need
those anymore. He was now getting very worried about what was happening.
She made him go into the Lovely Lady Salon and Wig shop. There Sharon
talked to the cosmetologist and told her what she wanted. The lady had
him sit in her chair in the window and she put make-up on his face,
explaining in detail how to do it yourself. He could see women stopping
to watch as his face was transformed to a feminine appearance. The lady
told him not to move and soon returned with a dirty blond wig that
reached down to the center of his back. Then she handed him a flowered
pouch that contained the cosmetics she had used. He put that in his purse
and Sharon told him he should thank the lady for all of her help. He
thanked her and she told him 'good luck, sissy.'
Then they stopped at a shop that carried cheap jewelry where they got
necklaces, bracelets and five rings for him to wear. She found a woman's
watch for him and had him toss his men's watch. He was mortified at how
things were going.
She asked him if he'd had enough shopping and he told her he'd had
enough. They were leaving when Sharon saw a store she told him they had
to go in.
There he ended up with two girdles that he knew were going to be tight
fits. The store also carried a full line of breast forms. Sharon asked
him what his breast forms were made of and he told her it was foam. She
told him he needed gel forms and they ended up getting a pair of glue-on
gel filled forms.
Then Sharon told him he needed nightgowns. They went to the Sweet Lady
Lingerie store. There they ended up with five ultra feminine nightgowns
and two baby doll pajamas.
By the time they got back to the car he was tired of carrying all those
bags and his legs ached. He was glad for the opportunity to sit for
awhile.
When they got home Sharon told him to get undressed, that he needed a
bath. She had him coat his body with Nair hair removal cream. When he got
out of the tub he was as hairless as the day he was born. She had him rub
a sweet smelling lotion all over his body. He thought that felt really
nice.
In the bedroom Sharon glued the new breast forms on his chest. They
were a lot heavier than his foam ones. He asked her how he was going to
get them off in the morning and she asked why would he want them off. Now
he was really scared of what was taking place.
Sharon handed him one of the new nightgowns and told him to put it on.
He put it on and marveled at how nice it felt.
"With you looking like that we can't call you Toby. What feminine name
do you have?"
"I don't have a feminine name. Do you really think I need one?" He was
getting more and more worried at her attitude.
"Yes, I know you do. How about Melissa? We can call you Lissa for short
or how about or how about Matilda and we can call you Tilly?"
"I don't care what you call me!"
"Then it is Melissa! Now, Lissa it's time for bed." He crawled into
bed, having a feeling of dread about tomorrow.
He woke up and immediately knew he was wearing a nightgown. He thought
it was just a dream but knew it wasn't. He saw Sharon was awake watching
him.
"Morning, Melissa, get up and get clean panties on and your bra and
pantyhose. Wear the pink slip today with the scarlet dress that you
bought last night. Wear your black heels and go put your make-up on the
same as last night."
"Do you really expect me to wear a dress to work? Are you crazy?"
"You will wear a dress to work! In fact, you have deceived me for two
years so I think it is only fair that you continue to wear dresses for
two years to make up for your deceiving me. After two years I may think
it would be good for you to keep wearing them. Now Melissa get moving!"
He was now going in full depression. He knew he had promised to do as
she said but this was ridiculous. He tried to think of what he could say
to change her mind. He couldn't think of a thing he was so upset.
He came out of the bathroom having put the make-up on. Sharon told him
to run a brush through his hair. He sat at her vanity and brushed his
wig.
He was ready to leave for work, then said, "Can I call in sick today? I
don't feel well."
"No, you have to face things anyway, you might as well do it today. You
work in an office with five women so now you will all have more in common
talking about dress styles and all that fashion stuff. Now get to work."
He walked into work like nothing was wrong. Stephanie saw him first and
exclaimed, "Toby, is that you?"
"Yes, this is all my wife's doing. I didn't want to come to work like
this but she can be very persuavive about some things."
"Good for her! I'm glad to see a woman take control."
He went and sat down at his desk. Samantha came in and when she looked
at him she couldn't believe he would actually come to work wearing a
dress. Stephanie told her it was no big deal. He didn't deal with
customers anyway, so it wasn't hurting anything.
When Pam came in she about fainted when she saw him. She laughed and
asked him what was going on. He told her it was his wife's doing. She
said 'Power to the women of the world,' then asked him what his wife
called him. He told her and she laughed when he said Melissa or Lissa.
When Harriet and Michelle came in Pam told them that was Melissa, the
new girl. They both looked close and saw it was Toby in a dress.
At noon the girls told him to go with them for lunch. He usually
skipped lunch to play on his computer but they were so pushy that he went
with them.
Four of the girls told him he looked cute in the dress and wanted to
know where he got it. He told them and felt a bit better that they
weren't teasing him. After they ate Pam told him to come with her to the
little girl's room. He didn't want to go with her but she grabbed his arm
and he had no choice but to go. She told him he had to redo his lipstick
anyway.
They were walking back into the office when Harriet exclaimed, "Look at
his boobs. They bounce like real ones." He started blushing beet red.
It was mid-afternoon, a usually quiet time in the office. Michelle was
putting on a different color nail polish and asked him if he wanted to
try it. He told her no thanks but she kept on nagging him to try it. She
kept asking what can it hurt. Finally after twenty minutes of constant
nagging he gave up and let her do his nails. He thought the color looked
like pussy pink but she told him it was called pink passion.
When he got home Sharon noticed his polished nails right away and said
she hadn't thought about that. He asked if she had nail polish remover
and she said in the bathroom cabinet over the toilet. He asked if he
could take it off and she said go ahead. Ten minutes later it was off and
he felt better.
They had a quick supper and Sharon told him to grab his purse and come
with her. She took him to a nail salon where she had them put false nails
on him and paint them what she called sissy red. He was heart-broken that
she had that done to him. Then she took him to the discount perfume
store. There she sprayed him with enough perfume samples that he thought
it would take a month to wear off. She picked three scents that she said
he would love.
They left and she teased him about how nice and feminine he looked and
smelled. She said to him, "Now tell the truth! You love your new clothes,
don't you?"
"No, I don't! Why can't you understand that!"
"I wasn't the one in the bedroom standing in a woman's bra, panties,
slip and breast forms. You must want to wear dresses or you wouldn't have
had those clothes on. Admit it, you are a sissy."
"I may be a sissy but you didn't have to send me to work in a dress. It
was humiliating for me to have to walk in there wearing a dress."
"Did the women tease my little sissy?" She laughed at her remark. He
didn't bother answering her. He was sick of all of this.
They were walking into the house and he started crying. Sharon asked
him what the problem was.
"I don't want to wear dresses. You could show me some mercy. Why did
you say I have to wear dresses for two years? Do you how long that is?"
"I know how long that is and I told you why the two years. I thought I
married a real man but now I see I married a sissy. You are going to
keep wearing dresses and if you continue to press me to change my mind
I'll double the time you will definitely be in dresses. Now, do you want
to continue this conversation?"
"All I am asking for is that you reconsider having me wear dresses!"
"You must have misunderstood what I just said. To teach you to listen
to what I said. You now have four years to wear dresses. Do you want to
try for eight? I mean business and I mean every word of what I say. Do
you understand?"
He knew she always kept her word when she said something. He could tell
deep in his heart that he was going to be wearing dresses for at least
the next four years. He just knew he was going to be sick. His mascara
was running as the tears flowed. He was being blackmailed by his wife and
knew he was truly a sissy. He dreaded the next four years.
(c) 2009 by Margaret Jeanette
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