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Big Trouble
By Margaret Jeanette
Troy Hardy was enjoying himself. He was fully made up and wearing
his favorite dress. He spun and loved how the full skirt billowed
out. He heard the garage door open. He dashed into the bathroom and
quickly washed his face to get rid of the makeup. Then it was quick
into the bedroom to change clothes. He moved fast and shoved the box
of clothes into the closet.
His wife, Sue, had had a bad day. She had been accused of stabbing
Henry Jameson in the back because she was promoted ahead of him. He
was a mousey guy who was real quiet. She detested mousy men. Thank
goodness Troy was all man.
She entered the house and wondered where he was. He came walking out
of the bedroom and she went to kiss him. She looked at him and
couldn't believe what she was seeing.
"When did you start wearing makeup? I want the truth."
"What are you talking about?"
"I can see a streak of lipstick on your lower lip and you must have
used water-proof mascara because you still have it on. Now, tell me
how long you have been wearing makeup? I don't want some cock-a-mamie
story either. NOW TELL ME!"
"Today is the first time in over a month that I wore makeup. It is
just an urge I get sometimes, is all."
"Just an urge! You must like wearing it or you wouldn't do it more
than once. Do you have women's clothes also?"
"I have some, yes. But not a lot."
"Go put on your makeup and your women's clothes. I want to see what
you look like in them. Now GO!"
He slowly walked to the bedroom to get his stuff. He got everything
on and headed to find Sue. He found her in the kitchen getting a
drink.
She looked at him and was shocked to see his makeup was perfect. He
must have had a lot of practice to be that good. She saw his dress
was a bit wrinkled and thought it must be stored in a box or
something not hung up like it should be."
"Your makeup is perfect. You must have had a lot of practice. You
probably would look better if you didn't just throw your dress in a
box. Why didn't you hang it up in the closet?"
"I didn't want you to find it. I figured you would be angry if you
found out I wear women's clothes occasionally. It only happens about
a little over a month apart. It isn't hurting anyone."
"Guess what, I am angry with you. I thought I married a man, not a
half man, half woman. How long have you had those heels?'
"Not too long. I got them at the self serve shoe store on Adams
street."
"Quit lying to me. I can see they are well worn. You should really
get new ones. Now come with me, we are going to get something to eat
and maybe some shopping."
"I'll go change quick and clean my face."
"NO, you come now. You are dressed and are decent so you can leave
everything on. Now come on, get into the car."
He had never been out of the house when dressed like this. He didn't
want to go out like this but knew Sue was emphatic about coming and
getting in the car.
She drove to a family restaurant where they ordered and were waiting
for their food to arrive.
"Now tell me, what do you call yourself when you are wearing a dress?"
"I never thought about it. I don't know why I would need a different
name."
"Well, you don't look like a Troy. Don't you think you need a
feminine name so when we are out I don't have to call you Troy?"
"I guess I never thought about it. I never went out wearing a dress.
So, I never needed a feminine name."
"I think you should be named Phyllis or Sophie or Rebecca. Which one
do you like?"
"I don't care what you call me."
"I think you look like a Rebecca. We can always call you Becky. How
does that sound, Becky?"
"I don't like how things are going. I wasn't hurting anyone and you
could try to understand it from my point of view."
"No, you better understand it from my point of view. What if I let
everyone we know, including your co-workers and family that you wear
dresses?"
"You wouldn't do that, would you?"
"You better believe I would. You are lucky I am not thinking of
divorce, when it would all come out for everyone to find out. You
would be the laughing stock of the town."
"You wouldn't divorce me over this, would you?"
"If you don't do as I say, I may just go that route."
"Don't even think about it that way. I don't know what I would do if
I lost you. I love you."
"How much clothes do you have? What all do you have?"
"I have two bras, three pair of panties, some nylons, just this
dress and these shoes. Oh, yes I also have one slip. That's about it.
Why do you ask?"
"To see if we need to go shopping for you. It sounds like we do have
to go shopping tonight."
"Can't we go home first and let me change?"
"No you might as well get used to being out in public wearing a
dress. What do you stuff your bra with?"
"Two pair of socks. I couldn't think of anything else. What would I
need more clothes for?"
"Because I am going to see that you don't get those urges, as you
call them, anymore. If you are wearing a dress you won't get those
urges."
"Whoa! Are you talking wearing a dress full time? I can't do that.
What would people think?"
"Let people think what they want. You are going to get some new
dresses and you are going to wear them. We will get you some shoes
you can wear to work also. Plus, you will pick out some nightgowns
and more bras and panties. I imagine you will be like a kid in a
candy store."
"You want me to wear a dress to work! I can't do that!"
"You are a draftsman, what you wear won't interfere with your job.
YOU WILL wear dresses to work!"
He knew he was entirely at her mercy and she wasn't going to show
any mercy. He wondered what was going to happen at work if he came in
wearing a dress.
They finished and soon were in a large department store. Sue picked
out five dresses for him and told him to pick out two that he liked.
He slowly picked two rather plain ones. Sue told him to put them back
and pick more feminine ones. He finally picked two that were trimmed
with ruffles. By the nightgowns he picked four very feminine ones.
Sue smiled and told him now he was getting into the shopping.
At the bra and panties section he did all the picking. He picked
five bras and a package of panties that had prints of flowers on
them, a lace waist band and ruffles around the leg holes. They also
got a white and a pink slip for him.
Then it was pantyhose, which Sue picked. She picked three different
patterned ones and two silken ones. Then they went to cosmetics,
where Sue found false nails in a kit. They had two lengths, long and
longer. She got the longer ones. She told him he would want at least
five different colors of nail polish. He picked seven different
colors. She laughed and told him she wasn't surprised that he got
more.
They went to the jewelry section, where Sue picked out a woman's
watch for him. Then she saw the necklace and bracelet display. She
picked four different sets for him. She asked him if he needed
anything else. He said he didn't think so. She said she just thought
of something.
They were loaded with bags as they exited the store into the mall
concourse area. She led him to a medical supply store. There she told
their clerk they needed breast forms. The clerk asked if they wanted
C, D or DD cup forms. Sue said the DD cup forms would be perfect. The
clerk brought out four different breast forms. She explained the
difference between each one. Sue said they would take the last one
because the clerk had said those would show a jiggle when you walked.
Sue asked the clerk if she could fasten them on him. The clerk said
that would be no problem. He soon felt a heavy weight on his chest.
They left the store, and Sue reminded him he needed more shoes. They
stopped at a shoe store and when they left they had four pair of
heels and three pair of flats for him to wear. He asked her how long
she intended on keeping this up and she said she wasn't sure but that
it could be awhile. They agreed they had gotten enough for tonight.
At home Sue told him to take a bath and shave all his hair below his
neck. He did as told and when he went into the bedroom he saw a pair
of his new panties and a new nightgown lying on the bed. He got them
on and went to Sue.
"You look nice in your new clothes, Rhea."
"Rhea! Rhea? Who's Rhea?"
"You are silly. You need a new name and because you are different I
chose a different name for you. Now, don't you like it?"
"It don't really make any difference to me. I was always partial to
Donna though."
"Okay, we will call you Donna then. See that wasn't so bad was it?"
"No, but I wish you wouldn't send me to work tomorrow wearing a
dress. Can't you give a little?"
"No there is nothing to give. You get urges and we are going to stop
them. You will wear a dress to work. I will pick one out for you and
you will wear it. Is there a pretty dress you would rather wear
tomorrow?"
"If I really have to wear a dress, I think I like the red one with
the yellow flowers embroidered on it."
"That's the one I will lay out for you. I will lay out some other
stuff for you to wear."
He went to bed wondering what tomorrow was going to bring. When he
awoke he saw the red dress lying over a chair. He got dressed and saw
a necklace and bracelet there also. There was a note there for him.
It read 'Dear, do your make up like last night but use a lighter
color eye shadow. Dark colors are for evening and night use. I love
you. S.' He didn't think makeup was necessary but went and put it on.
As usual, he made a pot of coffee, knowing when Sue smelled it she
would get up. She entered and looked at him. She told him she loved
the pink eye shadow he had on. She asked why he didn't use eye liner
and he said he didn't know how. She told him she would show him
tonight how to use it.
He parked at work, wondering if he really should go in. Five minutes
later he went in. Three of the five of his co-workers were there
standing having coffee. All three of them asked why he was wearing a
dress. He told them it was all his wife's idea. He said she could be
quite persuasive at times. All three of them agreed that a wife can
make you do many things you don't want to do. Pete asked him where he
got his boobs and he told him they were breast forms. Pete said they
bounce just like his wife's. He blushed. Taylor asked who did his
makeup. He told them he did it and Taylor said he would never be able
to do such a good job as that.
Two others joined them and asked why the get up, and he repeated his
story. Jacob asked him if he was gay. In an indignant voice he told
him that he was not gay. Jacob said he was sorry for asking. They all
got to work.
At noon, Pete told him he needed a wig to really look the part. Troy
told him he would tell his wife that evening. He thanked Pete for
telling him that.
That night Sue asked him how his day went and he told her it wasn't
as bad as he had imagined. He told her about Pete's suggestion on the
wig. She agreed that a wig would be good for him. She said after
supper she would take him where she knew they had good wigs.
After supper she drove them to a beauty salon where she told him she
always went. She said they are really nice in there. They went inside
and Sue talked to a woman. They chatted for a bit and he saw the
woman looking at him. Sue called him over and introduced him to
Maggie Hollister, the owner. Maggie said she could do something with
the hair he had. She told him to follow her.
She shampooed him and started to put his hair in curlers. He loved
the shampoo and it felt good as she worked on him. She finished
working on his hair and came with two little stencils. She told him
she was going to wax his eyebrows. He let out a yelp when she pulled
the first one off. The second one he didn't think was so bad as he
knew what to expect.
He sat under a dryer for what to him seemed like an eternity.
Finally Maggie got him and was taking out the curlers. Maggie asked
him what his name was and he told her it was Donna. She said that was
a pretty name.
Maggie brushed and combed his hair. He liked how it felt and told
her so. She said she would be done in a few minutes. When she
finished she spun him so he could see himself in the mirror. He loved
how he looked. He thanked Maggie for doing such a great job. She said
she enjoyed working on him. He now had a short curly hairstyle.
Sue told him he looked great with the new hairstyle. She said she
got him a reward for being so co-operative. She handed him a small
bag. He looked inside and withdrew a pendant necklace that said 'Best
Girlfriends-Love, Sue'. He thanked her for the lovely gift and gave
her a kiss.
They went home and Sue showed him how to use eye liner. She said he
should use her eye liner for now but that he should stop and get his
own. Then she had him sit at the table so she could do his nails. He
didn't expect the false nails. He wondered if he was going to be able
to draw with nails that long. Sue applied the golden nail polish to
his nails followed by three coats of clear polish.
The next day at work all of the guys said he looked different. They
didn't know why but that he did. He just laughed and told them they
should look closer next time. Pete told him he liked his wig. He told
Pete it was his own hair, not a wig.
The first hour it took some doing to get used to the new nails but
then he got the knack of it and went faster than usual. He finished
the day's assignments an hour before quitting time.
He stopped on the way home and got the eye liner pencil. He also
picked up two more lipsticks and a bottle of perfume. He was in a
buying mood and saw a sign for a little dress shop. He decided to
check it out. Inside he looked at dresses. One caught his eye. It was
an ivory colored wrap around dress. He loved how it looked. He asked
the clerk if he could try it on and she said he could in back. In
back all he found was a storeroom. He tried it on and it fit
perfectly. He was so happy. He bought it and started home humming to
himself.
At home Sue asked what was in the bags. He showed her the dress
first and she said it was a beautiful dress. Then he told her he got
the eye liner pencil and some lipstick. He didn't tell her about the
perfume.
The next morning when he did his makeup he put on the perfume. He
loved how it smelled. He put on the pink dress with the little blue
flowers on it. It had a square neckline and showed a bit of cleavage.
When Sue came out she exclaimed about how nice he smelled. He told
her it was a surprise for her. She asked him if he thought the urges
would end now. He told her he didn't think so. She told him maybe he
should do some more womanly tasks like cleaning the house. He agreed
to clean the house.
That night right after supper he started to clean the living room.
Sue was doing the dishes. She wondered why she should do the dishes.
He could do them.
He finished the living room and was resting. Sue came in and said
cleaning the dishes was part of cleaning so he could do the dishes
from now on. He didn't think that was too much to do. Sue started
wondering what else he could do.
The next day at work Sue couldn't help but try to think of things he
could do. She thought about having him do the laundry and cooking.
She decided he could do both. She wondered how she could make him
suffer a little. Then she got an inspiration. She was going to stop
on the way home.
She stopped and the clerk was very helpful. He showed her a model
that gave the most punishment to the wearer. She took that one.
At home she told Donna to come to her. He did and she lifted his
skirt and started rubbing his penis. He got hard almost immediately.
She rubbed until he was about to come. She pulled up his panties and
rubbed some more. He came and came. He filled the panties. He got
soft and she pulled his panties down and put his tool into a tube and
the next thing they knew he was in a chastity belt. She pulled up his
panties and told him to keep them on until tomorrow night. She told
him he could now feel what it was like to wear cum-filled panties.
She also told him it would be a long time before he would come again.
She said a housewife doesn't need to come. He didn't know about that.
He felt like he was losing control of the situation fast.
At supper she told him from now on he was to do the cooking and
laundry. He asked what she was going to do and she said she was going
to make sure he did everything. He felt like he was a servant now.
What had happened to their mutual decisions?
"I have a question for you. What has happened to our talking about
who was going to do what?"
"Well, you are now the lady of the house so you should do all the
things a lady would do. When you were the man of the house I always
gave in to you. Now I guess I am the man of the house so you will do
as I say. It is that simple to understand."
"I am just saying we decided things equally before. Why not now? Why
aren't we talking about these changes?"
"There is nothing to talk about. You will do what I said and that is
final. End of discussion!"
He knew it was useless to continue the conversation. He didn't like
it but he didn't know what to do about it.
The next day at work all he could think about was how she was
dominating him. He didn't like it at all. He wondered if she wasn't
going too far with this.
That night at supper he said,"I don't like it that you tell me what
to do without discussing it with me. You are becoming too dominant."
"I, what? I can't believe what you said! Now, tell me who is wearing
the dresses around here and who is wearing the pants?"
"We never had this problem before. I always discussed everything
with you."
"Maybe you need a spanking to find out who is in control around here."
"Come on, now. Don't talk like that. You are taking this too far. I
wasn't hurting anyone before and I am not hurting anyone now. Cut out
the talk of spanking."
"If I want to spank you, I will. You will have nothing to say about
it. I am in control! Get used to it!"
He was doing the dishes when she left to go somewhere. He wondered
where she was going, then dismissed the thought that she might be
getting something for him.
She returned and had a smug look on her face. He didn't like that
look.
He got out of his chair to go take a bath. She grabbed his arm and
in his heels he had to go where she wanted. She pulled him over to
the davenport and quickly had him over her knee. She pulled up his
skirt and pulled down his panties. She started to hit his rear with a
paddle. The first hit he let out a yelp. He struggled to get free but
never realized she was so strong.
After five hits she asked, "Are you ready to tell me that you will
do as I say and no backtalk?"
"Stop this insanity! What are you doing?"
"I am giving you a spanking to show you that you will do as I say.
Now, are you going to do as I say?"
"Stop, you are hurting me!"
"I'll stop when I hear you say you will do as I say. Not before."
Finally after thirty slaps he said what she wanted to hear. She
stopped and saw blisters forming. He took a lot longer than she
expected. She pushed him off her lap onto the floor. He slowly got up
and gave her a dirty look.
"You can sleep in the spare bedroom tonight. I don't want a crying
baby in bed with me."
He was crying harder now and wondered why she was kicking him out of
their bedroom. She was the reason he was crying, for God's sake!"
He was still sobbing as he got ready for bed. His rear felt like it
was on fire. He got into bed and laid on his stomach. The next
morning his rear felt a little bit better but it still hurt. He stood
to drink his coffee. He wondered how Sue could do such a thing to him.
The drive to work was torture to him. He went in and when he sat
down he knew he wasn't going to take it. He told the guys he was
going home sick. On the way home he stopped at a drugstore and got
some cooling salve.
At home the salve felt good. The hurt was less than it was before.
He laid down on the bed. He wondered what Sue would come up with
next. He knew he had to do something to stop Sue. By afternoon he
felt a bit better. He sat in the soft recliner and watched sports on
TV.
Sue came home and was surprised to see him. He told her he came home
sick. She asked what was the matter. He told her he couldn't sit,
that was what was the matter. She said he didn't have to be so
sarcastic. He said he wasn't being sarcastic, he was only telling it
like it is.
At supper he said,"You know making me wear dresses probably is only
going to make the urges stronger and more frequent."
"That's a chance I am going to take. I figure an overdose of wearing
dresses will cure you faster. Are you getting tired of wearing
dresses?"
"No, I was just thinking is all. It hasn't been bad at all. People
either don't notice or don't care that I am a man in a dress."
"People see what they want to see. That is why you haven't been
harassed."
"I think it is just that I don't go that many places. I don't do
bars and nightclubs or a lot of grocery stores. I am a homebody."
"I will think about what you said. You may have a very good point."
Sue couldn't help but think about what he had said. She tried to
think of something else that would make him stop wearing dresses. As
hard as she tried nothing came to mind.
The next day at work all Sue could think about was what Donna had
said. She finally thought maybe he was right.
That night at supper Sue asked, "Do you want to become a woman?"
"Heaven's NO! Why would you think that?"
"I figure since you like wearing dresses so much you would rather be
a woman."
"There is a big difference between wearing dresses and being a
woman. I like wearing dresses because of the way they feel on me.
That is the only reason I like wearing dresses."
"Well, I have decided it is time to go back to your wearing men's
clothes. You can start anytime."
"I think I will wear dresses for a bit yet. Is that all right with
you?"
"I said anytime. I will let you decide when to wear your men's
clothes."
"Thank you. I really appreciate that. I probably will change into my
men's clothes in a couple of days. How about if after that I can wear
a dress when the urge hits."
"I suppose it wouldn't be any different than it is now. I guess I
can go along with it as long as you are not sneaking around with it."
"I promise I will not sneak around with it anymore."
For the next three days he wore dresses. On the fourth day he wore
his men's clothes. It was a Saturday and he did the lawn and when he
came in for lunch Sue told him he looked like the man she married. He
told her he had always been the man she married. She replied, but now
he looked the part. They both laughed.
© 2009 by Margaret Jeanette
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