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Dominated By Margaret Jeanette Vickie Storm was putting up pictures in the living room. She needed one more picture hanger. She decided to look in the basement in Jason's workshop. She was in the workshop and opening drawers looking for a hanger. The third drawer held some magazines. She glanced at them and closed the drawer. She checked the two other drawers and didn't find anything. Then she thought about what she had seen of the magazines. She opened the drawer and looked closer at them. She opened one and found that all the stories were about women dominating their husbands and feminizing them. There were five other magazines in the drawer, all dealing with the same thing. She read three of the stories. She couldn't believe Jason would buy such trash. It was two hours before Jason was to be home. Vickie's temper was kicking in. She wondered if being dominated was what Jason wanted. Why would he be buying those magazines if he didn't want to be dominated? She wondered what she should do. Vickie called her best friend and asked if she was busy. When told she wasn't busy Vickie said she would be right over. She told Helen about what she found. She told her that she didn't know what to do. Helen said it sure looked like Jason wanted to be dominated. Vickie said she didn't know how to dominate him. Helen suggested she read some more of the magazines and learn from them how to dominate a man. Vickie said that was a great idea. Helen said to let her know every detail of what she decides and does. Vickie promised she would. Vickie went home and started supper, then went down to the basement and took one magazine. Upstairs she read the first two stories, then slid the magazine under a couch cushion so Jason wouldn't see it. She still didn't believe a woman would do something like that to a man. They had supper and Jason went downstairs to supposely work on a project. Vickie finished the dishes and sat down to read some more stories. She got to the end of them and realized they were all about wives dominating husbands. She wondered how widespread that might be. She didn't hear any noise from the basement. She wondered if he was reading those magazines. It was the next day, a Tuesday, and Vickie had one more day before her three day vacation ended. She had planned on going shopping today but instead went and got the rest of the magazines to read. She read three more, and the third one had two pages of ads. She looked and saw in the personals a telephone number she recognized. She read the last magazine and put it on the pile. Then her curiosity got the better of her and she called the phone number. A woman answered and she asked if she could come and talk to her. The woman said she could and Vickie told her she would be there in five minutes. Vickie arrived and the woman let her in. Vckie explained she had seen the ad in the magazine and wondered how true the stories were. She asked if the woman dominated her own husband. The woman said she did. She explained how she did it and why. The woman wss very open about everything. She even showed Vickie the wardrobe with the maids uniforms and dresses her husband had to wear. She said she only has him dress in the most feminine outfits. She told her there was a club in town that was very private that had members who dominated and were dominated. She said there were members who came with their husbands on a leash. Vickie told her that she might be seeing them there. The woman told her to call anytime. It was noon, so Vickie stopped and got something to eat. She thought about what she needed if she was going to dominate Jason. She wasn't sure she wanted to dominate him. Then she decided he needed dominating, or else he would only be buying more of those magazines. She went shopping for Jason. She got everything she could think of. She remembered the stories and what the wives used to control their husbands. She knew she could make Jason do as she would command. She felt warm down below thinking about it. On Wednesday she thought of three more things she would want. She went shopping at stores she never thought she would visit. She formed a plan in her mind. She would put the plan into action on Friday night. Thursday and all she could think of was how she could make Jason do as she said. She thought of jobs for him to do. She had to make sure the camera had fresh batteries. Friday and work seemed to last forever. She was anticipating what was going to happen. She went over the plan she had developed in her mind a few times. She smiled to herself when she thought about what she was going to do. She finally got out of work and stopped to get batteries for the camera. At supper she asked what he had planned for the week-end. He said he didn't have anything special planned except to get some lumber and screws he needed for a project. At bedtime when he was undressed she told him to leave his pajamas off. She had him lie on his back and she mounted him. He was hard in seconds and she rode him real slow. "I am on top! Do you want me to dominate you?" "No-ooo-oo" "What do you have all those magazines in the basement for then. You must want me to domnate you. Tell me you want me to dominate you." "I can't." "Yes, you can! Now TELL ME!!" "I want you to dominate me." "Good! When we are finished you will get dressed out of my dresser. There are panties and a nightgown for you to wear. Tomorrow put on a bra and slip, pantyhose and a dress. You will get dressed from my side of the closet. Do you understand?" "Yes, I understand." "Good. now you can come." He came and felt relieved. He got up and put on a pair of black lacy panties and a pink nightgown. He felt silly wearing them but he didn't want to anger Vickie. He thought he would humor her for tonight. Saturday morning and Vickie was up early. She heard Jason stirring and headed for the bedroom. He got up and took the nightgown off. She told him to put it under his pillow for tonight. He did as told. She told him to stand still for a minute. She attached breast forms to his chest. He asked if she was going to take them off so he could go to work Monday. She said there was no need to take them off. She told him to get a bra on. He did and had a little trouble hooking it but got it hooked. Then she said he was to put on pantyhose. She handed him a pair of suntan paatyhose. When he had them on she handed him a slip. By that he knew he was going to wear a dress today. He got the slip on and she told him to pick out a dress. He picked a brown one that had red roses on it. It zipped up the back and she had to zip it up for him. She told him there was a pair of red and a pair of black heels for him to wear. He found the red pair and put them on. He had a little trouble walking in them. Then she said Saturday was laundry day but that he could do it when they got back from shopping. He began to wonder how far she was going to take this. He had at one time thought about asking her if she would dominate him but then decided not to. He wondered what she was going to do to him next. He had a cup of coffee and she told him it was time to go. She handed him a red clutch purse and told him to come with her. He followed and didn't want to get into the car. She told him to get in and do it fast or else. He got in. They were on their way and she told him there was lipstick in his purse to use the mirror on the visor and put some on. He opened the purse and saw a red wallet, some tampons, a compact and the lipstick. He got the lipstick and applied it to his lips. She stopped at a strip mall and took him into a wig store. There they got a blond shoulder length wig with an upcurl.She told him he could be a dumb blond now. Then it was to a large department store where he ended up getting his ears pierced in three places on each ear. There she got hair remover, telling him he was to take a bath and remove all his hair below his neck. She found some perfume, telling him he should smell as feminine as he looked. Then she had him go into the credit union with her and change his accounts over to her name. The girl gave him a knowing smile and told him he looked cute in the dress. He wanted to just get out of there. Then it was to a nail palace that in the window said they had fetish nails. Vickie asked what the fetish nails were and the girl showed her the nails. They would stick out over an inch past the fingertip. Vickie said that was what he wanted and she handed the girl a bottle of hot pink nail polish for the nails. He let out a heavy breath when he saw the false nails she was putting on him. When she started painting them he asked if they had a less noticable color. The girl told him that was the color she was told to put on. In the car he said,"I know you want to dominate me but you don't have to do all of this. I think you are going too far." "I am just doing what the wives in your stories did. You read them all so you know what to expect." "Those stories are just fantasies, they aren't real." "For you they are going to be real. So get used to it. I am in command and I wear the pants now. What does that leave for you to wear?" "What are you talking about?" "If I wear the pants, what is the opposite of wearing pants?" "Oh, I get it. Wearing dresses." "You got it and you will wear dresses." "How long do you intend on keeping this up?" "As far as I am concerned you can be buried in a dress." He now felt like the world had ended. He wondered how he got into this position. Vickie had him right where she wanted him. He felt lost. They stopped at a Victoria's Secret store and she got him eight fancy colored bras and eight pair of panties each with bows or lace or both. Then it was to a woman's wear store where she told him he needed his own clothes now so they got ten dresses all very feminine and three slips, one red, one black, one white. They got pantyhose and found four more pairs of heels for him to wear. Then it was to a discount jewelry store where they got four necklaces, five bracelets, four rings and a woman's watch for him. He was getting tired of shopping very fast. Vickie told him there was only one more place to stop. She stopped at a drug store and there they got all kinds of cosmetics for him. He was starting to feel sick to his stomach. They got home and she told him to pack up his men's clothes and put them in her car. He did as she said and put all of his new clothes away. Then she reminded him to do the laundry. She told him to hang it outside to dry. He started the first load and stayed in the basement. When it was done he put in the second load and took the first out to hang it up. He saw Mrs. Halverson looking at him and he knew she was wondering who he was. Then he saw Rene Jolkman looking at him. She was one hot woman. He'd had fantasies about her. She waved to him and he waved back. He scooted inside as fast as he could go. Vickie told him it was time for him to start supper. He looked in the refrigerator and found food to make for supper. He started the supper and checked to find the second load done. He got the clothes out and put the last load in. He took the clothes outside and hung them up. Inside he checked on supper and saw it would be a bit before it was done. Vickie called him and told him to fix her a drink before supper. He did as requested. Supper was ready and he put it on the table. He called Vickie and she came and sat down. They were eating and she told him it was very good. He said there wasn't anything for tomorrow for meals and she told him he would have to go to the grocery store tonight to get some food. After he finished eating he got the last load out of the washer and took it and hung it up. The first load was dry so he got it down and took it in. Vickie told him to fold it and put it away. He finished that and said he was going to the store. He said he didn't have any money and Vickie told him to use his debit card. He left and on the way there he wondered why he had to do everything. He definitely didn't like how things were going. He arrived at the grocery store and was getting what he thought they needed. He saw several people looking at him in a funny way. He was getting paranoid over it all. He got the groceries, and at the checkout the checker and the bagger both called him Ma'am. He felt a bit better now. He breathed a sigh of relief when he got into the car. He put the groceries away and went to check the laundry. He didn't see Vickie taking his picture. She now had four pictures of him doing various jobs. He folded the laundry and put it away. He went and sat down in the living room. Vickie asked him if he had the dishes all done. He got up and went to do them. He was getting tired. He finished dishes and decided to go to bed. He went to tell Vickie good night. "Tomorrow you have to clean the whole house. That means every room. You have to scrub the kitchen floor and the floors in both bathrooms. There is a bucket and rags and cleaner under the kitchen sink. You will have to do it on your hands and knees. Also make sure you dust everything in the living room and the bedroom." He said good night again and headed for the bedroom. He was more tired than he thought. His head hit the pillow and he was out. The next morning he was up before Vickie. He got dressed and was wearing a turquoise dress that had swirls imprinted on it. It had a full skirt and lace on the collar. He went and made coffee. A half hour later he heard Vickie call him. He went into the bedroom and she was propped up in bed. "I'll have breakfast in bed this morning. I'll have two eggs over easy, two pieces of buttered toast and three strips of bacon fried hard." He went and made what she wanted. He wondered who died and made her queen. She got out of bed and managed to get a picture of him cooking. She quickly got back into bed. He served her the breakfast and asked if there was anything else she needed. She asked if he had gotten the Sunday paper in yet. He said he would get it for her. He was starting to clean the house. He started in the living room and when he was done it sparkled. Then it was the kitchen. He did the floor last. Vickie got a picture of him doing the floor on his hands and knees. He did the floor and both bathroom floors. Then he did the bedroom and after that he went and finished both bathrooms. Vickie hollered that it was lunch time. He fixed soup and a sandwich for both of them. Vickie said the house was looking great now. He felt a sense of pride hearing that. He told her he was done cleaning. She told him now he could take a bath and remove all of his body hair below his neck after he did the dishes. He wanted to watch a football game on television but knew he would miss most of it. He finished dishes and went to take his bath. He read the instructions on the bottle of hair remover and rubbed it all over his body. He took off the wig and soon got into the warm water. He had put bubble bath in and was luxuriating in the warm foam. He wondered why no matter what color bubble bath you used the foam was always white. He started washing himself and didn't feel the hair leaving his body. He wondered if it was working. He lifted one leg above the foam and saw no hair on his leg. When he was doing his chest he saw the hairs disappear. He finished the bath and Vickie told him to use a lotion that she said would make him feel good. He was now hairless as he was when he was born. The lotion felt great and he was glad she had told him to use it. It had a flowery smell but it wasn't bad. Vickie told him to put on the lavender dress they had gotten him and to wear the red heels with it. He wondered why she wanted him to wear that dress but put it on. He came out fully dressed and she informed him that they were going out to eat. She drove them to their favorite supper club and when they entered, Karen -- who they knew very well -- greeted them. Karen asked where Jason was and Vickie told her he was right here. Karen asked why he was wearing a dress and Vickie said she could see that she was wearing the pants and that left him to wear a dress. Karen laughed and told her to keep it up. Then it was 'Power to the women of the world.' Vickie told her he would be wearing a dress for a long. long time. He heard that and wondered why she was so intent on keeping him in dresses so long. They were seated and had ordered. He was squirming in his seat. Vickie asked him what was wrong. "I am wondering why you keep saying I am going to be in dresses for a long, long time. Can't we talk about this?" "There is nothing to talk about. I am in control and you will wear what I say. I say you will wear dresses and you will wear dresses. There is no room for budging on it. I have made up my mind. I was told there is a meeting of people like us tonight in the back room of Clint's bar. I think we will go there after we eat." He didn't want to go anywhere but home but knew if he argued with her she would be more determined to go to that bar. He sat in silence and they ate the meal in silence. When they left she headed straight for Clint's bar. They entered and went to the back room. He was shocked to see people there with whips and riding crops and men in chains and restraints of all kinds. He hoped Vickie didn't get any ideas from any of them. She led him to a table where there was all women sitting and two open seats. She sat down and realized some of them were men in dresses. She got talking to the woman seated next to her. The woman told her she had to keep a tight rein on him if she was to succeed. The woman said having a man under her was the best thing that had happened to her. Now she didn't have to do anything and he obeyed instantly when commanded. Vickie was impressed. He sat quietly listening to some of the conversations. One woman was louder than the rest and said all men should be subserviant to women. She said it would be a better world then. He wondered what she would do if she was in control of the world. The woman told Vickie that they weren't supposed to give out their names but she was named Candy. Candy told her that to keep a man thinking about always serving her she should keep him in heels, the higher the better. She said her husband will do whatever she says and he knows he will be punished if he doesn't do what she wants. Vickie asked where her husband was and she told Vickie to look under the table. Vickie looked and saw someone in a sequined evening gown crouched down there. Two hours later the meeting was over. They headed home. On the way home Vickie told him his new name was Juliet Anne. That way he could keep his initials. She laughed and told him Juliet really fit him to a tee. He was mortified hearing that his name now was Juliet. The next morning Vickie told him to wear his yellow dress. It was trimmed with lots of ruffles. He put it on and said he was going to call in sick. Vickie told him he was going into work today and that was that. He went to work and when the men saw him they called him Dolly. He didn't think that was funny. Frank, who was probably the closest to him asked what had happened to him. He told him it was his wife that did this to him. Frank sympathized with him and asked if she had given him a different name. He told him it was Juliet. It was time to start work and things quieted down. He was busy and on his feet all day. Right after lunch Joey came and removed his Jason nametag and put a nametag that read 'Juliet' on it. Ten minutes before quitting time his supervisor came out. He laughed when he saw Juliet. He told him that he looked pretty but that he should wear make-up and perfume. He didn't think that was funny at all. The day was finally over and it wasn't as bad as he imagined it to be. He felt relieved to get out of there anyway. At supper Vickie asked him what everyone said about him in a dress. He told her how the men teased him in the morning but that once work started it let up. He told her what his supervisor said and Vickies eyes lit up. "He was right! You should wear make up to work." "I don't know the first thing about putting make-up on." "I'll call Carrie. She always has her make-up just perfect. Maybe she can teach you how to put it on." He liked Carrie. In fact he had a crush on her in high school. He knew he still carried a torch for her. He didn't want her to see him like this. Supper was done and he was doing the dishes. He heard Vickie talking to Carrie. He hoped Carrie would say she couldn't do it. He finished dishes and heard the doorbell ring. Vickie told him to answer it. It was Carrie and she laughed and told him he looked very pretty but that she would show him how to look prettier. She was giggling as she followed him into the spare bedroom. She asked Vickie what sort of make-up style did she want him to wear. Vickie said a very stylish style. Carrie said that would be easy to show him. Carrie spent an hour with him, and now he could put four different shades and colors of eye shadow on at the same time. He knew how to use the eye liner pencil and foundation techniques. He knew just how much blush to use and the proper way to put on lipstick. He thought it wasn't hard, once you knew how to do it. Vickie loved how he looked with the make-up on. She told him he was to do his make-up every mornig as soon as he got up. She told him that he should also use plenty of perfume every morning. Vickie told him he should thank Carrie for the lesson and give her a kiss on her cheek. He gave her a profuse thank you and a kiss on her cheek. Carrie left and Vickie told him they stil had an hour before the stores closed and that they were going to do some shopping. Vickie drove them to the edge of town to a place called The Fetish Store. Inside Vickie looked around and he looked at some of the magazines. Vickie found three things right away. Then she saw something she knew they had to have. She called Juliet over by her and asked if she wanted a maid's outfit. Juliet said she didn't need that. Vickie laughed and said that might make a great birthday present for him. Then she saw a one inch studded pink collar with a D ring on it. She got it and a pink leash. She saw the six inch heels and rememberd what Candy had said about the higher the better. She picked one up and saw it locked on the foot. She got a pair of red strappy heels with a locking ankle strap and a pair of pink pumps with a locking ankle strap. She checked out. she had the collar and leash. A remote controlled vibrating egg. A six inch wide belt with five rows of jingle bells on it. Four elastic bands with jingle bells on them. A two headed dildo and KY jelly. And the two pair of shoes. She thought that was enough for tonight. He was looking at tee shirts and she went over to him. She asked him if he saw anything he wanted. He said there was nothing here that interested him. She saw a pink tee shirt that had printed on it 'I am a sissy man'. She bought it. They got home and she fastened the collar on his neck telling him to never take it off. He knew the studs would make everyone look at it. She told him to wear the pink dress tomorrow. He said he was tired and wanted to go to bed. She told him good night. He crawled into bed and she reread one of his magazines for new ideas. The next morning he was up before her and went to do his make-up. He was doing it when Vickie peeked in. She took a picture of him putting on his make-up. There was no doubt that it was him. You could see his reflection in the mirror. He finished and went to get dressed. Vickie came in just as he was putting on the pink dress. She told him she had a present for him. She gave him the pair of pink pumps to wear. He had a major problem walking in them. He told her he couldn't work in them, that he would be on his feet all day and moving around. She told him that was great because then he would have them broken in faster. She had an answer to everything he said. He got to work and everyone asked what that smell was. They said it smelled like a flower garden. They asked him if he was the one who smelled like a flower garden. He blushed and shook his head yes. Then they all noticed his make-up. They asked if he had a date with a man right after work. He said he didn't date men. It was time to start work. He walked as fast as he could to do his job. After an hour his legs started to ache. By the time it was two hours he was in big time pain. It was fifteen minutes until the mid-morning break. He didn't think he would make it. He did make it and was happy to sit down for the fifteen minutes allowed. Back at work after the break the pain returned but by noon it wasn't as bad as it was just before the break. In the middle of the afternoon he suddenly noticed the pain was gone. He knew he was walking differently and chalked it up to that. He was still walking slower than he usually did. He was glad when the day was over. At home he started supper. Vickie came in and laughingly asked him how his day was. He told her it was painful and she laughed in his face. He knew he wasn't going to get any mercy from her. At super she said, "Sometimes it isn't easy being a woman. But by now I imagine you know that. Aren't you glad I took control?" "No I am not glad you took control. I think you went completely overboard with everything. This nonsense should stop right now!" "You think it is nonsense! I will tell you again that I am in control and I don't intend on giving it up. You will continue to do as I say when I say. I don't think I went overboard. I haven't done hardly any of the stuff in your story magazines. Do you want me to do more of the things they did in there?" "NO! Don't you see those are just fantasies. They never happened." "What about Sunday night? Did you see the women with whips and riding crops? Do you want me to go that route?" "No, definitely not. All I want is a things to return to how they were before all of this happened. That isn't too much to ask, is it?" "Get it through your head it is never going to revert to how it was before this happened. I was really shocked to see those magazines downstairs. Then I decided you must want to be dominated or you wouldn't have bought so many of those magazines. Now admit it, you did want to be dominated, didn't you?" "Yes,at one time I thought about it, then dismissed the idea. I never thought it would be like this. You are carrying this way too far. Can't you see that?" "I told you I am not carrying it too far. Doesn't the one doing the dominating decide what is to be done and what isn't to be done?" "Yes, but being dominated should be a dual agreement. You are doing it one sided. You never consulted me on it, at all." "I did consult you on it. Remeber when we made love last and I was riding you. You agreed to have me dominate you." "You took advantage of me then. We were having sex not negotiations. You put words in my mouth to say to you. I couldn't help it. I had to say that so you would continue." "You could have stopped everything. It isn't my fault you don't have self-control. You did agree to have me dominate you and that is what I intend on doing forever." "Can't we set a time to stop all of this?" "Forever is a time!" "I am your husband after all!" "You were pathetic as my husband. You will stay as a woman buddy of mine. Why do you think I named you Juliet? You will be Juliet forever. I love how you are now. You might as well make up your mind that your change is permanent." He didn't like hearing what she said. He didn't think he was that bad as a husband and he didn't know why she named him Juliet. He didn't care to hear her say the change was permanent. It made him start thinking. Supper was over and all he could think about was what Vickie had said. It bothered him that she had never said anything about him not being a good husband. He thought he did a pretty good job as a husband. He did have to agree that he didn't make love to her as much as he probably should have, but she was always having headaches at bedtime. He thought about the change being permanent. He decided he was going to make the best of it. If she really meant it then he would be the best buddy she ever had. He thought it wasn't uncomfortable wearing dresses - - it was just how it looked. A woman can wear men's jeans and shirts and nothing is thought of it but if a man wears a dress or heels then he is a pervert or oddball. He thought about how he now wore all sorts of colors and styles. As a man he was limited to a few colors and one style. He finished dishes and went into the living room where Vickie was watching the news on television. He went up to her and gave her a kiss on her cheek. She was shocked for a minute then asked what that was for. He said he just felt like kissing her. It was bedtime and both of them were in the bedroom getting undressed. Vickie told him to stay undressed in just his panties. He stood just wearing panties and she turned the lights out. She pushed him over the end of the bed and soon he felt somethig cool on his rear end. Then he felt her insert a finger in his rectum. She told him to be a good wife and lie there. Then she inserted two fingers and he wondered why she was doing that. She inserted three fingers and he gasped loudly. She told him she was going to take his cherry. She pulled her fingers out and left him for a few seconds. Then he felt something else enter his rear. It hurt a bit but he bit his lip. Then it felt good and advanced to feeling great. He backed into her thrusts. She came twice before he came and fully relaxed on the bed. She pulled out and there was an audible pop when she was completely out. She was sweating and he was enjoying the afterglow. He crawled into bed in just his panties and quickly fell asleep. The next morning he was very happy. He couldn't remember when he'd been this happy. He remembered last night and how great he'd felt. It had been painful at first but that quickly changed. He hummed to himself as he put his make-up on. He went and put on what he thought was his prettiest daytime dress. It was red with wide white lace trim. It had three rows of lace on each side of the top and lace at the hem of the skirt. He felt like dancing. He danced his way into the kitchen to make coffee. At work that day Vickie started thinking that he was enjoying wearing dresses too much. She wanted to make him accept some more control. She devised a plan to show him he could be humiliated at any time she chose. She stopped on the way home and got what she needed. At home she waited for him to get home. He had called her and told her he was working overtime for a short while. Finally he arrived home. Vickie told him to follow her. She led him into the bedroom. She told him to strip his upper half. He quickly was stripped to just his panties. She applied something to his breast forms. Ten minutes later the breast forms were off. He thought she was going to let him go back to his men's clothes. She told him to get his dress back on. He wondered what she was going to do next. She made a quick supper and they ate. He waited for her to tell him he could go back to his men's clothes. He did the dishes and Vickie told him to come into the bedroom. He followed her, and in the bedroom she inserted something into his rectum. She told him it was a remote coontrolled vibrator and that he was going to love it. He wasn't sure about that. She hit the button and he started gyrating all over the place. He couldn't control himself. Vickie had to laugh at his antics. Then she pulled off his wig and put it on the dummy head. He now looked exactly like a man in a dress. Vickie got the jingle bell belt and the four jingle bell elastic bracelets out and put the belt on him and had him put a bracelet on each wrist and each ankle. With each step the bells rang. She told him to come with her. She drove them to the biggest mall in the area. She parked outside of the biggest and busiest anchor store there. She told him to go in and buy himself some nylons. He wondered why she wanted him to do that. When he walked in he knew why. The jingling seemed loud to him. He knew she wanted people to notice him. In the store one woman called him a pervert and a man called him queer. He felt like everyone was looking at him. He knew this was Vickie's way to humiliate him. He got the nylons and was in the check-out line behind about ten customers. He looked around and saw Vickie. She waved to him and got a big grin on her face. She then hit the button on the remote and he started gyrating, the bells ringing loudly. Everyone was watching him. His dance went on for over four minutes and he came in his panties twice. When Vickie stopped the vibrator and he regained his composure many of the observers clapped for his performance. He was blushing red in his cheeks. Vickie was in the car when he got in. She was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. He told her he didn'think that was funny at all. She finally regained her stern look. "Now you know I can humiliate you any time I want. I will humiliate you when I want. Tonight people saw you as a man in a dress with your flat chest and your hair showing. I thought your hair would be shorter but it still looks like a man's hair, just long is all. I am getting the impression you are starting to enjoy wearing dresses. Am I right?" "I guess in a way I am enjoying it. I like being able to wear the different colors and styles. Now that I think about it maybe you are right. I think I am starting to enjoy wearing dresses. But I am ready to go back to my men's clothes anytime." "Forget it, Juliet! You will stay in dresses. I meant it when I said you will be buried in a dress. I like how things are now. I will tell you I never thought about putting you into dresses until I read all those magazines. I didn't know when I started this if I could continue it or not, but now I know I can continue it forever. You are better as a woman than you ever were as a husband. I never thought about how you were as a husband until I put you in dresses. Now, my eyes are open and I see that how things are now is better for the both of us." He knew she meant it when she said he would be buried in a dress. He did have to agree that in a way things were better now than they ever had been before. He knew he had to do some heavy thinking, and do it fast. He went to bed wondering what to do. He was at a loss how to stop Vickie from going further. When he got up he was still wondering what to do. What happened to sleeping on it? He tried to forget about it but that was impossible. At work he suddenly got an idea. He called a doctor and was told the doctor could see him in an hour. There had been a cancellation. An hour later the nurse was taking his vitals. Five minutes after she finished the doctor came in. He was a surgeon and general practioner doctor who treated everything. He explained what he wanted and the doctor asked him if he was sure that was what he wanted. He assured the doctor that it was what he wanted. The doctor explained all the different types and sizes available. He picked what he wanted. "Well, I will do the surgery next Tuesday. Check into the hospital Monday evening by six and I will see you about seven. Good luck to you." "Thank you, doctor. I know that is what I want. "Don't forget you will need a DD cup bra after the implants are in." "I will pick one up as soon as I leave here. Thank you again." He left and stopped and got a black satin bra size 42DD. He saw a dress that really caught his eye. It was his size so he bought that also. It was a tangerine full skirted dress with a net overlay on the skirt. He figured he deserved a present for himself. He had told his boss he wouldn't be back after his doctor's appointment. He stopped at Lovely Lady Salon. There he talked to one of the hair stylists and let her do his hair. When she was done he had a short but very feminine hair-do. To get home about his regular time he had an hour to kill. He went to a department store where he found a pretty lavender purse with daisies on it. He had to have it. Then it was a necklace with fake diamonds that caught his eye. He looked at his watch and saw it was time to go home. He got home about five minutes before Vickie was to get home. He got everything put away and when Vickie came in he asked if they could go out to eat. Vickie said that was a great idea. He said he had to change. He put on the tangerine dress and the new necklace. He switched to the lavender purse. He then put fresh perfume on and was ready to go. "Is that a new dress? Where did you get that purse? I don't remember that necklace. Did you just get it?" "Yes, to all your questions. I found the purse at Cane's Department Store. I figured I deserved a present for being so co-operative and nice." "Well, let's go eat!" Vickie drove and they went to a supper club to eat. They had ordered and their food had arrived when he off-handedly said, "By the way, I am gong to have some minor surgery Tuesday morning. I have to check into the hospital Monday night." "What is wrong? Is it serious? What are you having done?" "It's nothing serious. It's just some maintainance work the doctor has to do. He said I would be able to go home on Wednesday. I just am going to have a change made is all. You will see it when it is done." "Tell me what it is!" "No, I won't. I told you that you will see it when it is done." She looked at him and first noticed his hair. "I was so busy noticing your new dress that I didn't notice your hair. When did you get that done?" "I got it done this afternoon. Things were really slow at work so I took part of the day off. How do you like my hair?" "It is very nice, so feminine!" He knew she was aching to ask him some more questions but he wasn't going to tell her too much. She wondered why he wouldn't tell her what surgery he was having. The next morning was Saturday. Juliet was up and having coffee when Vickie showed herself. She sat to have a cup of coffee with Juliet. "Juliet, are you going to tell me what surgery you are having?" "No, unless you are going to tell me I can go back ot my men's clothes." "I am getting tired of you bringing that up. I have told you how things are going to be, so live with it! Now, what kind of surgery are you having done?" "I told you last night, you will see it when it is done. Don't make me get tired of telling you that." They were at an impasse. Finally Vickie said, "We should go shopping today. How about it?" "Sounds good to me. I don't have anything planned." They shopped at a major mall and all that he found was several pair of real fancy panties. "You are really getting into the fancy clothes, aren't you?" "I guess I am. I figure if I have to wear these clothes I might as well get the prettiest and most feminine ones I can find." "If you think that is going to get you back into men's clothes. forget it!" "Do you really have your mind made up that tight, that you believe you will never let me back into men's clothes?" "You better believe it! I have told you and will continue telling you that you are wearing what I say and nothing else. I say you will wear women's clothes and nothing else." The rest of the day went well. Juliet thought about how he was making the right decision, getting the implants. He could always get them taken out if necessary. Come Sunday night Vickie told him to put on his lime green minidress. She told him to wear his red five inch heels. He got dressed and she fastened the leash to his pink collar and they went to the gathering at Clint's Bar. She pulled on the leash as they entered the back room and gave the leash a good tug. He almost fell over.. Several of the dominates laughed when they saw that. Vickie headed over to where Candy was sitting. She and Candy had a delightful talk. When she told Candy that he had said he was going to get the fanciest and most feminine clothing, Candy told her to let him, that it saves her from getting it. Monday at work he told his supervisor that he was going to be off work for medical reasons. His supervisor wished him luck. The day went fast for him and driving home he thought about what he was about to go through. He believed he was doing the right thing. That evening he drove himself to the hospital. He checked in and was shown to his room. The more he thought about it the more he knew he was right. Doctor Scott came in and asked him if he had changed his mind. He said he hadn't. "You do know that the large size you picked stretches the skin to the limit. It will be somewhat painful. I would recommend a size or two smaller. You can always get them enlarged, you know." "You are the doctor. Do what you think is best. I will rely on you that you know what you are doing." "Thank you. I have talked to Doctor LeRoy Hines and asked him to talk to you. You may want to use his services. From what you have told me I think you probably will use his services. Anyway use your best judgement. I will see you in the morning." He had heard of Doctor Hines but couldn't remember what it was about him. He fell asleep and slept until they woke him to go to pre-op. In pre-op they gave him some medicine for anxiety and it made him drowsy. He fell asleep again. He woke up and found he was in post-op. The nurse asked him if he wanted something to drink. He said he would like some coffee. The nurse brought him some. He looked at his chest and saw it did indeed stick out. He liked what he saw. They moved him to his room and he was wide awake. A man came in and introduced himself as Doctor Hines. The doctor asked him how long he had been wearing dresses. Then it was how did he feel about wearing dresses. The doctor asked him about twenty or twenty-five questions. He finally asked why all the questions. The doctor laughed. "Don't you know who I am or what my speciality is?" "I don't know anything. I have heard your name mentioned a couple of times but I can't remember why or where." "I am a plastic surgeon and I specialize in sex change operations. From what you told me you could have a sex change in three months. I think it's something you should consider. From what you told me I know it might be the answer you are looking for. It's a big decision, I know, but it's a decision you have to make for yourself. I will leave my card. Give me a call if you decide that might be the path you want to take." He was resting when they brought his lunch in. He was hungry and it looked so good. He was finishing it up when Vickie walked in. She said she was on her noon hour and had to see what he was in the hospital for. "What you see is what you get." "What's that supposed to mean?" "Take a closer look and what do you see." "I don't see anything." "Well, I will tell you as long as you are blind. I got new boobs." Vickie looked and saw he indeed did have breasts. She asked why he did something like that. "You have told more than once that I will be buried in a dress. I figure if I am going to be wearing dresses for however long I might as well get the body for it. Now you will never get to tell me I have a man's hair cut and a flat chest like you did at that store." Vickie told him she'd never thought he would go that far. He asked if she was going to let him go back to men's clothes and she told him in his dreams. Vickie left, but kept wondering why he'd had something like that done. He sat on the edge of the bed smiling, because he knew he had rattled her cage. He knew it was going to be a battle between the two of them before it was over. He thought about several more things he could do to really get to her. It was becoming a war between them whether she realized it or not. Wednesday afternoon and he got to go home. He was happy when he found out he had large C cup breasts. He bought six new bras and headed home. He felt so happy to have that over with. He had taken Doctor Hines card but didn't know why. At home he started supper and put a new bra on. It felt so coomfortable to be wearing the right sized bra. He thought now tht he could flaunt his breasts in front of Vickie. He laughed at the thought. Vickie came home and said supper smelled delicious. He said it would taste as good. At suppertime he made a plate for Vickie and set it down in front of her. There were potatoes and gravy, green beans and a piece of pork steak with two pineapple rings on top. He had browned the pork steak then let it simmer in the juice of the can of pineapple and set the rings in the frying pan to balance the taste. Vickie told him how delicious it was and he thanked her for the compliment. "I still can't see why you got breast implants. It doesn't make sense to me." "You keep telling me that I am going to wear dresses for the rest of my life. I thought I might as well have the body for it also. You say you are not going to change your mind so I am accepting that you are telling the truth. You are telling the truth, aren't you?" "Yes, I am! But you didn't have to go get breasts." "You don't think so but I do. It's that simple." Vickie finished the meal in silence. He knew what he had done really was shaking her up. He felt a sense of satisfaction. The next day at work all of his co-workers asked why he was so happy and he told them because life was great. He was humming as he did his job. His supervisor came to talk to him and told him he looked very pretty. He said that he should see him in an evening gown. His supervisor asked if he minded wearing dresses to work and he told him he didn't mind at all. On the way home his mind was on Doctor Hines. He didn't know if he wanted a sex change or not. He wondered what it all entailed. He thought about how he would feel as a full-fledged woman, then decided he wouldn't feel any different than he did now. He stopped at a grocery store to pick up some much needed groceries. He suddenly thought about how now he looked at what a woman was wearing instead of how pretty she was. It made him wonder why. The next day he called Doctor Hines office and set up an appointment. He was to see the doctor on Friday at 2:00 P.M. In his mind he formed all sorts of questions. On Friday he was in Doctor Hines office and the doctor explained the whole process to him. The doctor told him he would need two to three weeks off from work after the operation. He was told that would be no problem, that he could take a week's sick leave and three weeks of vacation. Then he asked the doctor if he knew why now he looked at what a woman was wearing, not how pretty she was. The doctor told him that in his mind he was already a woman. The doctor said that was conclusive evidence that he needed the sex change. In his gut he knew the doctor was right. The doctor asked if he knew the date he started to wear dresses. He said he remembered the date perfectly and he told the doctor what it was. The doctor checked his calendar and said he could have the operation on his first anniversary of wearing dresses. An hour and a half later he left the doctor's office. He had another apointment set up before the operation and he was feeling giddy he was so happy. He knew he was already a woman in his mind -- now all it took was an operation to make it official. He stopped at the courthoouse and filled out a name change form. He changed his name to Juliet and was told a check would be made to see if he had a criminal record and he would receive something in the mail either way. At home Vickie asked why he was so happy. He told her it was because it was a wonderful world. She knew he was up to something, but what? Time seemed to fly for him and quickly it was time for his appointment with Doctor Hines. They discussed his feelings and his fears. He told the doctor he didn't know how his wife was going to take this but that he no longer cared. Thr doctor said one thing was for sure and that was that she would kick him out of their bed. He hadn't thought about that. The appointment just made him more determined to get the operation. It was all set up and he was ready to go. At home he painted the spare bedroom light pink and got new furniture for the room. It was all white with pink trim. He changed the bed linen to pink satin sheets and pillow cases. He covered the bed with a pink bedspread that had white flowers on it. He moved all his cosmetics in, into a lighted vanity. The room was finished two weeks before his operation. It had really made the time fly. Vickie looked at the spare bedroom and shook her head. She assked why he had changed it so much and he told her, in case it was needed. She knew he was up to something. Exactly a week before the operation the letter arrived that his name change had been approved. Vickie saw the clerk of courts return on the envelope and opened the letter. She couldn't believe he had changed his name. When he got home she threw the letter at him. "What in the hell did you get your name changed for? I want to know!" "I figured my name should reflect who or what I am. It's no big deal." "Why didn't you tell me you were getting your name changed?" "I didn't think it was that important to you." She turned and angrily walked away. He smiled, knowing he had just pulled another one on her. He wondered what she was going to do when she found out he'd had a sex change operation. The night before the operation arrived, and he told Vickie that he was going to be gone for about four days. She asked where he was going and he said he needed some time alone to think things out. She accepted that he definitely needed to think things out. He checked into the hospital and the doctor came in and went through his usual night before routine. Everything was set to go. The operation went smoothly. She woke up wondering if they'd done it yet. The nurse assured her it was done, and now called her madam. She loved how that sounded. She knew she had done the right thing. She thought about calling Vickie and telling her all about it, then decided not to call her. She had the nurse call Vickie and tell her her room number. She giggled at the thought of her being angry with him. She knew she was going to be awful mad at him. Vickie walked into his room. "What in the hell is going on? I asked the nurse what you were in for and told me she couldn't tell me unless my name was on a list of people that they could tell. What did you have done now?" "Nothing that really affects you much. Now admit it, you don't see me as a husband anymore, do you?" "No, I guess not. I see you as a companion at best." A nurse came in with some pills for her to take. The nurse called her "Mizz." Vickie caught that and asked what exactly did he have done. She slowly explained to her what and why he had the operation. She saw her face turn red and knew she didn't like what she was hearing. She continued telling her he was now all woman and there was nothing she could do to him now. She saw Vickie compose herself. "I guess you are right. It was your decision to make, and I just have to accept it. I know I have been rough on you at times but that was what I thought was best for both of us. If I hurt you in any way, I am sorry. "You don't have to say you are sorry. If it hadn't been for you this would never have happened. I have never been so happy in my life. I don't know but I think this is what I was destined to do. You opened my eyes with your determination. So, don't feel bad." "I think now I love you more than ever." "Now, I don't want to go back to my men's clothes." They both laughed. (c) 2010 by Margaret Jeanette