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"Be Careful What You Wish For!"
It had started out so simply, I couldn't believe what was happening
to me now! My mind reeled as Cindy, Ted's ex-wife drove the car along
as I sat silently on the passenger side.
I'd rented a nice apartment, one of several that Ted Watkins owned.
By accident he came by for an inspection to look around one
afternoon. I'd forgotten all about it. He had a pass key and let
himself in and caught me swishing around the house in a dress,
looking like a 50's housewife! It was a harmless fantasy of mine
wondering what it would have been like to have been a woman, a real
housewife. It was a harmless enjoyment. I often even prepared meals
and did my housework while dressed! But now I'd been found out and
that excitement turned to blind panic! I thought I'd pass out I was
so stunned at him seeing me but after the initial shock Ted seemed
strangely quiet. I quickly ran to the bedroom took the dress off and
switched into my male bathrobe and slippers before returning to the
living room. As he looked over the apartment he began asking me
questions.
"My ex never dressed like that. I'd love a wife who likes to dress
feminine like that, like a lady. I love that vintage housewife look!"
He said with excitement.
I was already making plans in my mind to move, move to another state
but Ted kept on. "You looked pretty good!" He said with continued
interest. He then told me how with me being short and slightly built
that I was about Cindy's size! He told me that he'd bought her a lot
of vintage lingerie, the seamed nylons, the stiletto heels and house
dresses and all but that she wouldn't wear them. When she moved out
she'd left all those things behind.
I don't know what it was or where this was going but Ted's interest
piqued my interest! He continued on, mentioning that if I wanted I
could take a drive out to his house and have a look at the dresses
and such, just to look around, see if anything fit. I should have
continued on with my plans to move away right then and there but I
didn't. It wasn't long until I became a regular, visiting Ted at his
place.
All the lingerie and dresses were a nearly spot-on fit! But the few
pairs of heels he'd bought for Cindy that she left were a couple
sizes too small. I was a bit unnerved when I went over a few days
later to find that Ted had replace all the high heels with shoes that
fit me perfectly!
He enjoyed my company and never mentioned to anyone about my, well,
what had become "our" little hobby by now. And things went fine for a
while until with all the job cutbacks I lost my job! I couldn't find
another and was worried about coming up with the rent when Ted came
to the rescue. He had all the money he needed and a nice place, but
he said he was lonely living alone in a big house. He then offered me
the job of being his housekeeper doing the cooking and some light
housework. I could move in and live rent free!
It wasn't long until he had me dressing fully as a woman every day.
He even got me a set of satin sheets and several nylon chiffon
peignoir nightgowns and baby-dolls for sleep wear!
With no jobs on the horizon I stayed on, dressing for Ted and being
his roommate. Everything was platonic, he had his bedroom, I had
mine. If Ted ever had company I usually went to my room or changed
back into my full male attire. Although Ted was alright with me and
my "hobby" he wasn't interested in having the neighbors or business
associates or know about his interests. I felt secure in that idea
and it seemed to work, maybe that's why I stuck around.
I felt uneasy a while later when Cindy, Ted's ex-wife turned up one
evening. She saw me all decked out swirling around setting the dinner
table and getting dinner. I was embarrassed but Ted didn't seem to
mind. He had me set another place! Cindy was alright but in looking
me over at first she had a bit of a smirk that had "sissy-boy"
written all over it! I guess she was entitled in seeing me all decked
out like Donna Reed or June Cleaver playing lady-of-the-house.
But the smirk that bothered me soon faded when Ted announced that
Cindy was going to be visiting and start coaching me! I didn't
understand, but as Ted explained it started becoming clear what he
wanted!
He wanted me more feminine, more ladylike! He wanted Cindy to do my
hair in a feminine style and show me how to do my makeup better. He
mentioned me needing breast forms and a padded girdle and maybe a
waist cincher to give me a more womanly shape. He wanted my nails
done, my eyebrows thinned and plucked and he wanted my ears pierced
too! He offered to pay Cindy but she seemed excited to go to work on
me, to feminize me. She mentioned how happy she was that Ted had
finally found the "Housewife" type he'd always wanted! They were
still friends after all. The only reason she'd left was because she
didn't want to be that type of "housewife".
I thought it might have been a joke but I soon learned it wasn't! It
wasn't long until my hair had been cut and styled in a feminine style
that couldn't be combed out. My nails were longer now and shaped in
an unmistakably feminine way as well. And my eyebrows had been
thinned and plucked into a high and feminine arch! I worried that I
might have trouble in going to the store and such but Ted answered
that by offering to do the shopping. I then pretty much just stayed
around the house. Cindy's visits continued!
I got used to wearing the weighted silicone breast forms and got
used to the weight and the jiggle. Ted seemed to like how the forms
filled out my dresses too! But it wasn't long until my chest began to
itch and became very sensitive. I began to notice swelling! Cindy
passed it off as a reaction to the forms but said I'd get used to it.
With all her charm-school ladylike lessons and my housekeeping she
kept me busy enough to keep my mind distracted. But it wasn't long
until there was no denying that something was changing. My dresses
started fitting better for some reason too! When my chest became a
bust-line and I noticed my hips were starting to widen I had to speak
up. I was horrified to learn that Ted had put me on female hormones!
He'd been putting them in my food since the day I'd moved in! And
Cindy was in on it too!
I felt a wave of panic! I ran to my room to pack!
"I'll just pack up what's mine, you can keep your closet full of
dresses and stuff." I told Ted as I quickly undressed and put on my
male clothing. I then grabbed my suitcase and quickly started packing.
"Your body will reabsorb those hormones and you'll revert back to
your old self so don't worry about it Tim," he said with assurance.
He said he thought I'd enjoy it! What had I done!? I'd moved in
because I needed room and board but slowly as he got me used to
dressing fully he progressed to having Cindy work to feminize me
further and all along the female hormones were doing their work. I
felt trapped now, I wanted out!
"Where'll you go? There aren't any jobs. And I don't think you'll
like working at Wal-Mart, that's about all that's left around here.
You don't even have enough money to move out. I can help of course if
you want to get you started maybe but then what? End up living alone
in a studio apartment with a dull miserable job you hate again? I
don't mind your little 'hobby' I've been encouraging you! And you get
to live in this nice big house. The work is easy and you don't have a
bill or a care in the world," he said as he reminded me what I'd be
giving up. But I wasn't sure as I sat, waiting and wondering in the
living room. Ted moved away and began talking with Cindy.
"I Told you we were taking him along too quickly. A little more time
and I'd have had the little sissy all the way in!" Cindy said quietly
to Ted. "With the dosage of female hormones we've had him on he's not
going to revert back into a male, not fully anyway. His breasts may
shrink but they'll still be noticeable and his hips will stay as wide
as they are now." She finished seeming a bit sad that her work might
be over. She'd enjoyed feminizing me, it had become her "hobby!" And
she wanted more!
They knew I loved the clothes and they also knew I liked the easy
lifestyle. But now it had become too much even for me. Ted returned
and worked with me, telling me all the advantages of staying but my
head was in a whirl now. He managed to convince me to stay a while
longer until I was certain what I wanted. I don't know why I agreed!
Then, without my knowledge, the dosage of female hormones was upped
and continued!!
I found my thoughts confused, muddled as the days went on. I'd
finally had enough. After complaining to Ted and to Cindy they agreed
to let me see a doctor to get rid of my now jiggly breasts. I'd
decided to move out after I healed up. And if I dressed I'd just go
back to the forms. They knew the clothing was my weakness and they
played upon that. I was relieved when my appointment day finally
arrived. I was apprehensive about being put out for surgery but to
get back to normal there wasn't much else I could do. I was wondering
where I would move to when I felt the sedative take effect.
I had a lot of pain after going through what was actually a double
mastectomy. The bandages were tight and mounded up on my chest. But I
was told every thing went fine. A day later I was released from the
hospital and scheduled for another appointment for a later check up.
As I recovered and gained my strength my chest continued to feel
tight and heavy. Finally, after a few days I was able to remove the
bandages but to my horror when I looked in the mirror I realized that
they hadn't done the mastectomy, they'd given me breast implants! I
was now a 42 "DD!" I'd also learned that the doctor had started me on
twice monthly hormone injections!
My head spun and my mind reeled at the reality of the situation. Ted
treated me well as always but he kept on about me being where I
should be now. And how my life was much better now than it had been
even though there had been a lot of changes. And they told me how the
hormones would start bringing my way of thinking around too, so I'd
feel natural in a fully feminine role. I felt uncertain and still
wanted to leave by now but Ted kept reminding me, where could I
really go?" It wasn't long until my next doctors appointment. My
breast augmentation went textbook well, I received another hormone
injection and with a quick outpatient procedure I was soon "clipped"
and my now empty scrotum was stitched up and I was sent home with Ted!
The days began to pass. The hormones continued, in pill form now and
Cindy's feminization lessons intensified. As I returned to dressing
like a vintage housewife every day and sleeping in a nightgown and on
satin sheets each night I began living as a feminized housewife
fully. Cindy began calling me "Tiffany," a name that was unmistakably
feminine and a name that Ted was happy with. She also began tossing
out things that identified me as a male. Pictures, video games, my
old school yearbooks my old baseball glove and such. Cindy began
thinning my male clothing collection too, tossing out all of my
shorts and socks, and replacing them with ladies panties and sheer
hosiery. Aftershave and cologne was replaced by perfume and floral
scented body talc. She gave my suits and all my shirts and ties and
my dress shoes to the Salvation army and picked through my closet
until there was hardly anything left but dresses and ladies things.
As I got more and more feminine and ladylike I couldn't imagine what
was coming next!
It was early Saturday morning a couple weeks later. Cindy spoke as
we drove along.
"You're lucky I let you wear pants and a shirt this morning! And I
didn't make you wear makeup or fix your hair either. I should have
put you in a dress, sissy! But there'll be plenty of time for that!"
She chortled. I remembered the first time she'd come over that
evening for supper, I remembered her "smirk" as she looked me over, a
man in a dress, nylons and high heels and with a wig and my
apparently amateurish makeup job. She'd never called me "sissy"
before, and now she seemed excited about what she'd accomplished,
excited about feminizing me. Like I had it coming or something.
"But since Ted had you clipped and with you on all those female
hormones you aren't a sissy anymore though are you Timmy?" She
giggled. "You're an 'IT' now!" She giggled again. "But not for long.
I agreed to help Ted feminize you because I can't stand sissy cross-
dresser! Sickening! You're being cured Princess! You won't be an 'IT'
for long! We've already got you approved and scheduled for your last
appointment, we even have the plane tickets now. We're going to
finish the job we started. You don't need your little thingy anymore
and certainly not an empty nut sack either. It won't be long and
you'll be getting a nice, tight little vagina! Just imagine how nice
your pretty panties will fit you then! But don't feel sad sweetie,
just think, you'll be able to wear all the lingerie and dresses and
high heels and nighties and nylons you want then! But that's all
you'll have left because while you're gone I'll be throwing out all
the rest of your 'boy' clothes. Ted wants a woman, not a sissy for a
roommate."
"W...why did you get me up so early? Where are we going Cindy?" I
gasped.
"We're going to my friends lingerie and dress shop. Now that you're
all healed up you, my simpering little sissy are scheduled for a
brassiere fitting!" She giggled again.
I sat quietly, stuck now in my circumstance. I watched as we pulled
up in front of the dress shop, the display windows filled with frilly
dresses and lingerie. Cindy's friend Donna was waiting at the door.
I heard the bell tinkle as we entered, I could smell the perfume in
the air. Donna led us to the changing rooms. I felt sickened as we
moved through the dress and lingerie shop, past rows and rows of
lingerie, ladies dresses, racks of hosiery and the like. It was too
feminine, too frilly! But it was too late now!
"Get that shirt off sissy!" Cindy ordered as we stood in the
changing room. I took off my shirt and the sport bra I had on and let
my new breasts swing free the large nipples becoming erect in the
cool room air.
"My My!" Donna said with a smile as she took her tape measure and
gave me a quick once over. She then left to gather a collection of
brassieres.
"Something feminine Donna!" Cindy instructed.
Donna returned with several lacy bras. She gathered a lace cupped
demi-bra and had me put my arms through the straps.
"Lean forward sissy," she instructed. As I did so my new large
titties swung forward. I felt them jiggle as Donna quickly pulled the
straps over my shoulders fitting brassiere around me and I felt the
breasts easing into the cups. I then felt her hooking the back. She
then quickly adjusted the straps.
"We may have to go a bit larger, 'IT' appears to be a 42 double 'D'
not a regular D cup!" she said. "Ted must want to make sure that
sissy-boy here doesn't forget he's a woman now! Or soon to be a woman
anyway. There's no hiding pretty titties like those. "Do you feel
like a lady now, hummm sissy?" Donna asked as both women giggled.
I was fitted for several more brassieres. Cindy picked out several.
"Do you want to measure 'IT' for his wedding gown today too?" Donna
asked.
"No, we'll take care of that after we get back from Timmy's last
procedure. We'll have to wait till he heals up but don't worry we'll
schedule a fitting."
"W.....what do you m...mean? What wedding gown!?!?" I gasped. "I'm
n...not wearing any wedding gown!!" I said pulling away. But there
was no escape now, not with me standing there, clipped, with no
testicles and with feminine curves and now with new large and full
breasts! Cindy then spelled things out.
"What did you think was coming next!?" Cindy laughed looking at me
as I stood there. "You think Ted's just going to just let you stay
on, as his housekeeper? I don't think so!" She laughed. Donna
chuckled too.
"It was going to be a surprise but you might as well know now,"
Cindy said.
"We're going all the way with you sweetie! All the way! We're having
all your papers changed to show you as a female, it's already being
done. Then, once you get back from your final surgery and are all
healed up Ted will be giving you your engagement ring!" She said with
a smile.
"M...married!? N...no! No! I c...can't g...get m...mmm Married!" I
gasped, my head now spinning. I felt my stomach tie in knots and
became visibly shaken all to the ladies amusement! I felt weak on my
feet, felt as if I'd faint, I had to sit down!
"Looks like the world is getting rid of another sick little sissy
cross-dresser!" Donna said with satisfaction. "I can't wait to lace
him into a nice tight corset and fit him for a white satin wedding
gown and a complete honeymoon trousseau! Yeah, he's going to be a
real 'girly-girl'!"
"Don't worry precious!" Cindy went on. "I'll be working with you for
a while longer, there's no hurry. We want to do things right. But you
are going to marry Ted. That's certain. All the plans have been made.
You'll be moving away after your surgery is complete and you are
fully healed. I'll come along to work with you a little more. Then
once you're fully female and after we get you into a pretty wedding
dress you and Ted will be signing the wedding license and going
through the complete ceremony!" Cindy assured me.
I felt my forehead, felt faint and felt the color run out of my face
as I sat there in the new white lace trimmed brassiere.
"You'll be walking down the aisle in a white satin wedding gown
sissy, won't that be fun? Isn't that what you wanted, what you've
always dreamed about?" Cindy said laughing now.
"And with you and Ted being in a new town and starting fresh,
nobody's going to have the slightest inkling that you were ever a
man. All they'll see is a pretty little bride on her wedding day.
It'll all be done up proper and quite legal and quite permanent too!
No more Timmy, you're going to become 'Tiffany!' Mrs. Theodore
Watkins. Isn't that exciting? You'll be spending the rest of your
life as a woman now Timmy, a WOMAN!" The giggles echoed through the
fitting room!
You'll become the perfect little housewife for real now, cooking,
keeping house and only doing the most feminine and ladylike things.
And Ted is going to be there to make sure you 'feel' like a lady at
all times too. You'll be moving into the master bedroom and in
addition to your household duties you'll start doing your wifely
duties as a proper wife should. But just in case you start getting
'boy' thoughts or feelings ever again he'll have you in his bedroom
in a pretty nightie and some nylons and high heels with those pretty
legs of yours up in the air working your new little slit, stretching
you nice and tight to make sure you know your new station in life!
Making sure your mind is right and only filled with girly thoughts!"
Cindy giggled. "And pretty soon? You're going to forget what it was
even like to pee standing up!" Cindy finished, looking me over
carefully and smiling with satisfaction at the results of her
explanation. I felt sickened and trapped but that's just what they
wanted. They relished my situation.
"Look at him squirm! This is fun," Donna said with excitement as she
looked at me. "As long as we have him here let's get him measured up
and fitted for that wedding gown right now. And get him fitted for
plenty of frilly lingerie too!"
Cindy looked at her watch and with the excitement of the moment
agreed with Donna.
"Why not." She giggled. Then the whirl of activity started!
They stripped my clothes off and redressed me starting with a full
accounting of ladies lingerie and gartered hose. Within the next hour
I was fitted fully in foundation garments and laced into a tight
white satin corset as I stood there in the sheer nylon stockings,
teetering on the tightly laced white stiletto heeled ankle boots. I
could smell the perfume in the air and heard the sounds of all the
rustling, swishing petticoats and gleaming white satin gowns and the
sound of zippers and hooks being fastened as Donna had me try on one
wedding gown after another while both Cindy and her looked me over,
making sure I would be pretty enough for Ted on my wedding day!
"How does it feel Timmy, hummm?" Cindy giggled as I gasped, rolled
my eyes and swooned and then whimpered quietly.
"You've been permanently feminized sweetie, there's no going back
now! No way out!" She giggled smiling with satisfaction.
"Yessss...Permanently and inescapably feminized," she said in a
lilting feminine voice as she brushed my hair with her fingers. She
then stood back and looked me over. The rustling and swishing of the
satin gown and the several layered petticoats I wore filled the
fitting room as Donna knelt and fluffed the gown out to its maximum
fullness.
Donna moved me out into the store. The dress store was open now,
several women were already shopping. They noticed Cindy and Donna as
they led me out in front of a wall of mirrors in the gleaming
swishing gown as I minced and teetered on the high five inch stiletto
heels. As the women returned to shopping they paid little notice. I
was just a bride trying on a wedding dress. And there wasn't a man in
sight in such feminine surroundings.
Donna quickly clipped a cap and white chiffon veil to my head and
took from a lingerie table a bouquet of plastic flowers. She put them
in my hands then made me walk back and forth in front of the mirror.
As she smiled with satisfaction Cindy beamed as well with even more
satisfaction.
"Mmmmm...so lovely, so feminine," she said with a vengeful smile and
a quiet satisfied giggle.
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