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This story is mine and if somebody wants to publish it on their website please ask before. This story isn?t intended for people underage in their countries or for those who don?t like Tg stories. Hope you enjoy the story and if you like it please leave a comment. By Greta Snipped by Mommy Adriana When George came home for dinner, he realized something special was up. The table was nicely set, the scent of his favorite foods wafted through the house, and there was a sense of cheer at home. He sat with their young daughters, admiring his wife as she brought out dinner. They sat down to a happy meal, all smiles and good moods. A few mouthfuls after they had started, his wife broke the news. "I have an announcement to make! Today is a very special day. I was awarded a major promotion at work! And that isn't it. The company is sending me abroad for a year to get my graduate degree. Let's celebrate!" The girls had no idea what the excitement was all about, just that Mommy was happy, and that was cause enough to cheer her. George however was confused. "Andrea darling, what do you mean? You are leaving for a whole year? You are an equal partner in bringing money home. What's going to happen to that income?" Andrea took his hand. "Don't worry, sweetie, I will continue on full pay, directly deposited every month to our home checking account. And the company is paying all my costs: tuition, travel, room, board, personal expense allowance, everything!" George was still confused. "How am I going to take care of the girls, all by myself when you are away? Away for an entire year?" Andrea smiled. "Sweetie, my mother is coming to live here while I am away. And please be nice to her. This promotion means a lot to me, to us, not just the money and the raise, but also the prestige and the doors it opens up for me. Please be nice to my mother - for a change." George felt the earth opening up and swallowing him whole. Adriana, Andrea's mother and now his mother-in-law, had never liked George. She had always felt Andrea had married the wrong man; that Andrea deserved and could have landed a much better man. Adriana did not waste any opportunity to mock, belittle, criticize, contradict, or otherwise show her intense displeasure of George, neither in private nor in public. George did not have the presence of mind to hear the rest of the excited conversation between his wife and their daughters except for one asking. "Mommy, where is Nana Adriana going to sleep?" Andrea replied. "On the sofa bed in the living room, darling." Looking at George, Andrea smiled prettily. "She will not be in anyone's way there." George knew otherwise. The day of Andrea's departure arrived and once they got back from dropping her off at the airport, George's hell started. Adriana did not waste anytime belittling George at every turn of the way. The only respite he had was at night, when the girls had been tucked to bed and Adriana settled in for the night in the living room, to go to his bedroom, lock the door, and live out his fantasy. He would undress and take Andrea's lingerie out of the drawer. Modeling in front of the mirror, George got a rush seeing himself dressed like a girl, wearing Andrea's tight panties and bra, moving back and forth, feeling feminine and sexual. Never mind his erection: the more he modeled in privacy, the harder his cock got. After about an hour or so, he replace Andreas's lingerie, go to the bathroom, masturbate, and come back to bed, leaving the door open for the night. George felt sexual and secure behind the locked door for an hour or so every night. Or at least, he thought he was secure. One night as he was modeling in the mirror he saw the reflection of Adriana standing in the doorway. "But..." he stammered. "But, nothing," Adriana shot back, "I have been wondering why you were locking yourself up in the bedroom every night. Andrea gave me the keys to all the doors in the house, and now I know your dirty secret." And with that, against all George's protestations and feeble excuses, Adriana lashed out. She called him a pervert, a sexual degenerate, a dirty man, a sinner, a depraved beast, and all the other inflections in the dictionary. George begged her not to scream; it would wake up the girls. Adriana would have nothing of it. She ordered George to gather his things, and go sleep in the living room. From now on, Adriana would sleep in the bedroom. George was never again to set foot in the bedroom: Adriana would set out his clothes for him at the door in the morning. The rest of the week Adriana gave George the cold shoulder. It was as he was not there, as if he did not exist. She ignored him completely and totally. Friday night the girls went away for the weekend to their best friends' house. George settled in the living room to watch TV and bemoan the tragedy that had befallen him. His mother-in-law had become a worse enemy than he could have ever imagined. He even went so far as to envision Adriana telling her daughter what had happened. Andrea would certainly divorce George and leave him alone, in the street. He heard his mother-in-law call him. He tried to ignore her at first. She called again from the bedroom. Fearing the worse but not daring disobey her, he walked up meekly. She was sitting on the bed, and motioned him to come in. Adriana asked George to undress. Completely: under shorts, too. George was too scared to contradict his mother-in-law. And he was so scared of her that his penis remained flaccid. Adriana did not say a word. She motioned him to come close. Quickly she slipped something around his flaccid cock and testicles. George heard a snap and Adriana look up at him. "That, dear, is your cock cage. You will have an erection only when I want it. Now, start modeling for me." Adriana forced George to open Andrea's lingerie drawer and start to model her panties and bras. Adriana was smiling for the first time since George had met her! George obeyed, modeling one set after another, feeling braver with every passing moment, moving seductively, painfully aware that the cock cage was not allowing him to have even the semblance of the start of an erection. The more George modeled, the happier Adriana smiled. She started to squirm around on the bed. Finally, she stood up. Telling George to take off Andrea's lingerie, Adriana asked George to undress her. Had it not been for the cock cage, George was certain he would have cum instantly. His mother-in-law did not have the fresh firmness of his wife, yet Adriana had many of the same features that had attracted George to her daughter in the first place years ago. With every piece of clothing George removed, Adriana sighed deeper and deeper. Finally they stood in front of each other, both totally naked except for George's cock cage. Adriana smiled very happily and attacked George. Her kisses were passionate and intense, her tongue deep in his mouth, her hands racing all over his body. George, expecting a trap, kept frozen still. Adriana redoubled her seduction efforts. She grabbed George's hands and forced them to fondle her breasts, heavy and sagging after so many years of non- use. She grabbed George's cock cage and shook it while she kissed him, she fondled his aching testicles and rubbed her hands all over his body. She forced his hands between her legs. It was not a case that Adriana was damp: she was outright wet, and so deliciously forbidden. George's inhibitions and incest taboos finally came crashing down and he too attacked his mother-in-law with passion and sexual joy. Adriana asked him to stop: she was about to cum, please hold back for a moment. While they both recovered their energy, Adriana told George to get into her panties and bra. George felt the cock cage trapping his male instincts as he put them on. Adriana was larger than Andrea: on George's very athletic, marathoner body her panties were too loose around the waist and the bra cups were a couple of sizes too large. Never mind: George, for the first time since he had fantasized with cross-dressing as a young boy, was now finally living his intimate fetish. He was dressed in women's lingerie and having sex with a woman. Never mind that it was his mother-in-law, that her lingerie was plain cotton and too big, and that he could not have an erection: it was sexual Nirvana! George attacked his mother-in-law just as she attacked him. Kissing and fondling and groping and doing everything a caged cock would allow, they were on the bed going at each other wildly. George sucked her breasts and bit her large, meaty nipples: Adriana was extremely sensitive and screamed with pleasure when he sank his teeth into them. For George, his mother-in-law had all the traits and features and voice of his wife, but this time he was dressed as a woman making love to another woman - his mother-in-law, no less! Turning over, he devoured her large labia and wide pussy, sucking her throbbing clit, swallowing her wetness. Adriana sucked on his balls and played with the cock cage, tossing it around and slapping it with desperation. Her wildest slaps and deepest sucking accompanied her very loud and very massive orgasm. She fell back on her back. Adriana smiled at George, and brought him close to her. Cradling him under her arms, she asked him to suck her nipples softly, tenderly. Stroking his head, she whispered. "You are mine, now. You will call me Mommy Adriana. And we will sleep together every night. Now be a good girl, go get dressed, and come to bed. Ah yes, for bed you will wear one of Andrea's baby dolls. Take the pink one tonight: it is your bridal night. I want to make it special." George knew he had died and gone to heaven. Awakening in the morning, George had a hard time realizing he had slept dressed like a woman and that he was snuggled in his mother-in-law's arms. "Mommy Adriana, I love you so much!" She opened her eyes and drew him closer. She purred. Getting up to go the bathroom, George realized he was urinating on his feet. Adriana laughed. "Silly, you can't pee like that! You are a girl now. Sit down!" Sitting on the toilet, Adriana knelt at between his legs, watching his flow, holding his hand, reassuring George he was a girl from now on and would ALWAYS pee sitting down - like the pretty girl he was. In the shower, Adriana shaved off all his body hair, legs, chest, and arms, saving for last shaving all his pubic hair that was not under the cock cage, asking him to bend over and shave his ass as well, from time to time fingering him deeply. Adriana told George he could not wear her lingerie any longer: it was too large on him. And that he could not wear Andrea's either. "The colors do not suit you right." Instead, they spent that Saturday morning at the shopping center, packed with shoppers, going from ladies store to ladies store, having George trying on different sets of women's intimate apparel until they had finally settled on the various sets they liked. At one store, the salesgirl noticed they were looking at small sizes. She turned to Adriana and pointed out that she might want the larger sizes for her. Adriana laughed. "Thank you, but they are for my son-in-law!" The salesgirl smiled; George felt insanely embarrassed in front of all the other women shoppers. They walked around the shopping center, arm in arm, George carrying a large bag of what was to become his nightly attire. They sat to lunch and Adriana started to teach George how to cross his legs nicely, how to eat delicately, how to smile at men than passed by. In addition to behavior modification, Adriana insisted on one more thing. "From now on, your name is Greta. And you will call me Mommy Adriana. Always." Greta was happy now: she was a pretty girl dating her own mother-in-law! The rest of the weekend was sexual bliss for Greta. Mommy Adriana made up for all the years she had not had sex since her husband had left her for another, much older woman. Her sexual drive was insatiable. And since Greta could not have an orgasm in her caged cock, there was no end to the services Mommy Adriana demanded - and Greta obliged. All day, Greta was dressed and acted like a girl. Matching panties and bras, stockings and garter belts, skirts and blouses, all were part of her attire. At night, she slept in baby dolls lovingly picked out during the shopping event. Sunday morning Adriana packed all of George's male underwear and they drove to a dumpster to throw them all away. George protested that he would need them for work. Adriana reminded him that he would be dressing only in girl's lingerie from now on, at least for the rest of the year. When George again protested, not too strongly, that he had to have something to wear when he went to train for marathons, Adriana kissed him softly and suggested he switch to another gym, one where there are "other kinds of men, men that will appreciate your tight body and smooth, shaved skin." George blushed: his mother-in-law now had TWO daughters living in the same house: Andrea and he! During Sunday's call Andrea could not believe what she was hearing. Her husband and mother, Greta and Mommy Adriana, sounded genuinely happy, passing the phone back and forth, laughing, and talking excitedly. Andrea felt strangely happy for them. She even thought she heard her mother ask her who she was dating. As if Andrea, a married woman, had gone abroad to date other men! Stranger still, Andrea did not detect any annoyance on the part of her husband on that suggestion. Even the girls noticed a marked change when they came home Sunday night. Expecting the usual hell on wheels between Nana Adriana and Daddy, instead it was all harmony. They couldn't say enough nice things to each other, they smiled a lot, Nana Adriana laughed at all of Daddy's silly jokes, and Daddy was going out of his way to serve and help Nana Adriana. Daddy told them. "From now on, we are all going to call her Mommy Adriana. All of us!" The girls were happy with the peace that reigned at home for the first time since she had moved in with them. Girls being girls, they found nothing unusual that Mommy Adriana and Daddy were now sleeping in the same room. They did not know nor would they ever know what went on behind those closed doors. Nor why Mommy Adriana and Daddy seemed so eager to go out alone on weekend nights. With George dressed as a woman, makeup and perfume, nice, short skirts and blouses revealing small bras, they would go to bars and clubs. Men would approach the two ladies, asking them to dance. George learned what it felt like to dance with someone getting a hard-on, feeling a thick cock pressed against his slender body, having a man kiss and tongue him, fondle his body and think it was just a flat-chested, tight athlete. Back home at night, Adriana and he would have the wildest sex possible, with absolutely no limits - other that George's cock in a cage. More than once, after hot and steamy orgasms that made Adriana shake the foundations of the house, George would ask Mommy Adriana when the cock cage was coming off. Mommy Adriana would snuggle him in her arms, seductively whispering that taking it off would make turn him back into a man and that was the last thing she wanted after her divorce. George accepted it. One night George woke up to feel Mommy Adriana fumbling between his legs. She had unlocked the cage. George felt an erection - the hardest, strongest erection he had ever felt! It was so good! He had forgotten what it was like to have one! He started to say something. Mommy Adriana put her fingertip to his mouth indicating silence, and pushed his head back on the pillow. Mommy Adriana started to masturbate his cock. Slowly, gently, deliberately and using both hands. Just when George felt his climax start, Mommy Adriana quickly took her hands away. George managed three or four bursts of ejaculate. But his orgasm had been ruined. It was incomplete. His cock was still throbbing when Mommy Adriana replaced the cock cage, forcing his still semi-hard cock back into the cage. Without saying a word, she lay back down next to him and fell asleep. George was wild with desire. He wanted to have another climax, a full one, a complete one; he wanted to do it with Mommy Adriana. Too late: she was sound asleep. And in the morning when he happened to mention it, she simply pretended she did not know what he was talking about. Sunday's call with Andrea went exceptionally well. She was getting high marks, doing very well, her salary had been raised, and she was in high spirits. Adriana asked her daughter who she was dating and for the first time, George heard his wife tell her mother that she was seeing a couple of men, but was unsure which was nicer to her. Adriana told her daughter to follow her instincts and winked at George. He smiled back. Under his panties, his cock was struggling against the cock cage, burning with passion knowing that his own wife was dating other men while he was having wild sex with her mother. When they ended the call, George asked. "Mommy Adriana, your birthday is next weekend. What would you like?" Her casual, loving reply sent him flying. "Greta sweetheart, more than anything in the whole world, I want you to fuck me; to really fuck me hard!" All week long George was lost in heaven. Dressed 24/7 like a girl, his wife fucking other men, and now the idea that finally his mother-in-law would un-cage his cock to fuck her was more than he could have ever wished for in his entire life! The girls were sent away to their friends' houses for the weekend on Friday afternoon. Friday night Adriana and George went out for an intimate dinner and then to dance with men at a bar. At home late at night, George dressed seductively for the night and approached his mother-in-law in bed. "Not tonight, Greta darling, I want to save myself for tomorrow. Remember, you promised you would fuck me? Or did you already forget my birthday present?" She smiled and kissed him. Saturday morning was a surprise for George. Mommy Adriana made an appointment at the beauty salon: both would get a complete body wax (except for that special spot under George's cock cage, much to the attendant's surprise, who had never seen one before and was uncertain how to proceed), manicure and pedicure, and facial treatment. After a light lunch, they drove to a novelty store. And here is where George's world shattered again. Adriana browsed around for an entire hour, arm and in arm with George, and finally settled on a medium-sized strap-on. "What for, Mommy Adriana?" She smiled. "Greta, silly girl, to fuck me. You know that girls cannot fuck other girls. We need one of these!" "But, Mommy Adriana, I have one," George pleaded. "Greta darling, be a nice girl and don't make a scene here. You know that yours is caged." That night, after a bottle of champagne, Adriana and George had yet another wild night of sex, oral and manual, crowned by Adriana attaching the strap-on onto George and he fucking her with all his might. Adriana had countless orgasms! For George, the frustration of not being allowed an erection, of not actually fucking his mother-in-law, of actually fucking her over and over again with a strap-on - he felt he too had dribbles of cum flowing out of his cocked cage all along. And when Adriana was screaming in her millionth orgasm, she yelled out. "And your wife, Andrea, at this very moment is also fucking another man!" George had an orgasm right through his cage! One night they were lying in bed, snuggled together, kissing softly. "Greta love, what do you fear most?" "Mommy Adriana, that one day Andrea will come back home and I won't have you anymore. And you, Mommy Adriana, what do you fear most?" Adriana paused and sighed. "What I fear most is that your perversion is hereditary. I do not want a girlish grandson. But don't worry about Andrea: I am her mother and I will talk to her about sharing you with me." George did not quite understand. On the one hand, Mommy Adriana was reassuring him of their continued sexual activity. On the other hand, she had not used those terms to talk about his interests since they had started to be together. Adriana did not mention it again for weeks and neither did he have the courage to inquire any further. Until one day, months later, after having excellent oral sex when Adriana casually mentioned. "Greta sweetheart, I am really concerned about your "thing" being hereditary. I made an appointment for us with a medical doctor specializing in family urology. It is next Tuesday at 5 pm. We will go together." At the doctor's office, George was given the usual, enormous stack of forms to fill in, consents to sign, and conditions to explain. George did not bother reading all that useless paperwork, joking about it, smiling at the camera every time he accepted each form, thinking nothing of it that the receptionist notarized every one of them. "The medical bureaucracy, Mommy Adriana" he laughed and she smiled back, strangely aloof. He noticed that all the other patients in the waiting room were women, of differing ages and builds. He thought nothing of it: after all, Mommy Adriana had turned him into a full-time girl dresser. One by one, the patients went into the doctor's office; one by one, they left, smiling. George realized his was the last appointment of the day. The nurse led them both into the examination room, weighed him, took his vital signs, asked him to undress completely and put on an examination gown. She seemed a bit surprised to see the cock cage when she asked him to lie on the table, raise his legs up high, spread them wide apart, and attached them to the stirrups. The nurse also tied his wrists down, politely explaining. "For your own good. We don't want you hurting yourself while the doctor examines you." George thought that was a strange comment to make and looked at Adriana. She smiled sweetly. "Greta, during these examinations the doctor sometimes has to look into places that are uncomfortable for women. If we move around or jerk his hand away, it can be bad inside for us. Calm down, darling Greta, I am here with you." She kissed him reassuringly and he smiled back. The doctor came in, she greeted Adriana and George, she read the charts, and she listened to Adriana explain her concern. George thought to himself what a nice woman that doctor was, quite unlike the disinterested male practitioner George would see once a year. The doctor said she would examine George first and then address Adriana's concern. The examination was lengthy, complete and quite routine - routine except for the prostate probing, which George felt unusually pleasurable, given how delicate the doctor did it. The doctor very professionally told Adriana she needed to look into George's urethra; would Adriana mind if the doctor removed the cock cage? Adriana nodded. No sooner was the cage unlocked that George's erection sprang out, leaping up to the ceiling. Adriana beamed proudly, the doctor smiled back. George felt the cold and slippery catheter slide easily into his throbbing penis, the doctor working it all the way around and inside to get a better view. George sighed when she slipped it back out again: it had felt really good inside! She turned to Adriana. "All seems normal and healthy. Let me address your questions. First, cross dressing is not hereditary. You can rest assured on that count. Second, preserving a man's sperm in a sperm bank is always a good idea. Things may happen. I would suggest George do it now. We will address the third question in a moment, when he has finished." The nurse freed one of George's hands. She prepared a small plastic cup with a suction tip on it. The nurse instructed. "George, you will masturbate. When you are about to ejaculate, you will let me know. I will bring the cup close over your penis and I will catch all your sperm. Please do not touch the cup. It is sterile and we do not want any contamination. And this way you will have preserved your semen in a sperm bank for whenever you may need it again if something happens to you." Adriana stood up and walked over to the nurse. "Would you mind if I masturbated my son-in-law? I would feel so much better if I did it." The nurse turned to the doctor, and she nodded her acceptance. The nurse moved to the side, re-tied George's free wrist to the table, and poured warm lubricant on George's penis. Adriana masturbated George. Never ever has a mother-in-law masturbated her son-in-law with so much love, with so much attention, with so much passion! Over and over and over again, George kept his stream of cum flowing out of his throbbing penis! The nurse had placed the suction cup over his pee hole, catching it all. Adriana shyly explained to the nurse. "It's just that he hasn't been allowed to cum in months!" The nurse smiled back, unable to take her eyes off that continuing flow of ejaculate still rushing out! When George finally finished he tried to get up. Instead, Adriana leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. "My Greta darling, you made me so proud of you just now!" Turning to the doctor, Adriana asked. "Now about my concern about not wanting a grandson, what do you suggest?" George was sure his mother-in-law had misspoken. What she meant to say, he thought, was that she did not want a cross-dressing grandson. Not that she did not want a grandson, period. His mind was still sorting out this terrible confusion when he heard the doctor tell Adriana. "In that case, we will have George fixed." George struggled on the examination table. His legs were wide apart and raised up high, attached to the stirrups; his wrists were tied to the table. "Dogs are fixed' cats are fixed; but men are not!" he screamed. Adriana caressed his terrorized face. "Greta darling, calm down." She grabbed Georg?s balls in her hand. " As my girl you don?t need these anymore. You will be castrated any moment. That is what we are here for." "Mommy Adriana, you cannot do this without my permission!" The nurse interceded. "Among all the forms you filled in while you were waiting, you signed all the necessary consent forms as well. We have them here, all signed, notarized, and videotaped. Now, do you want complete or mild anesthesia?" Adriana answered for him. "If it is extremely painful, then I do not want any anesthesia at all. He has to remember this life-changing event as pleasurably as a woman remembers the pain of childbirth." George started to scream but Mommy Adriana smothered him with kisses until he calmed down. "It is the best for you, the best for all of us." With tears in his eyes George saw that the nurse placed a mirror. Then he saw the preparations around his scrotal sac, the markings, the needle with the mild antiseptic, and the start of the incision. He passed out long before he was snipped. And a few minutes later, when he finally came to, the doctor, the nurse and Mommy Adriana were smiling. "It is perfect. No more unwanted pregnancies for you!" the doctor beamed. SNIPPED!!! George's mind was still swirling when he saw the sight that changed his life forever. Adriana reached out for the sterile cup that had just collected all his ejaculate, remove the top, and swallowed the whole thing - all of it! George was dumbfounded. Adriana had swallowed his last remaining hope of fathering a son. "Mommy Adriana, how could you possibly do this?" "Greta love, because this is what I want. Doctor, when can the cock cage come back on?" The doctor told Adriana to go easy for a few days, to come back next Monday and masturbate into a cup ("you can do it to him, if you prefer") to make sure there is no sperm left, and after that, he is all yours. That is what happened. The following Monday Adriana took George back to the doctor's office, masturbated him into a cup, waited for a few minutes for the zero-sperm confirmation, and right then and there, replaced George's cock back into its cage. "Greta darling, tonight we are going to celebrate your womanhood! We are going to dress in our pretties clothes and best lingerie, out to dinner, dancing, and then going to a hotel. I want the best sex - and only you can give it to me!" Indeed, that night Greta performed oral sexual services on a few men at the bar for the first time in her life, went to the hotel and devoured his mother-in-law like never before, and totally spent all her sexual drive well into dawn. Sex continued on higher and higher notes every week. Even the girls remarked over the phone to Andrea how changed Daddy was, how nice he was to Mommy Adriana and all their friends' parents, and how happy they were at home. Adriana and Greta introduced many variations to their nightly sexual life. In addition to powerful oral sex and Greta fucking his mother-in- law with the strap-on, they acquired strap-ons and dildos of varying sizes and shapes. They got into anal sex, Greta fucking his mother-in- law's ass, and Adriana deflowering Greta's ass with another strap-on, thereafter anal sex becoming a common occurrence. Greta and Adriana started different forms of bondage and domination, nipple and testicle torment, needles and clamps, and every possible toy they could get their hands on at the store. Adriana even went so far as to un-cage Greta's cock more often, sometimes as often as every other week, and masturbating Greta to a dry orgasm. At times, on weekends they would go to a bar and both have oral sex on a man at the same time, sharing his ejaculate in their two mouths, kissing right after to trade his semen mouth-to-mouth. Adriana even toyed with the idea of having Greta have men fuck Greta's ass. Or perhaps even putting Greta on hormone replacement therapy to make his breasts grow? It was heaven - sexual heaven - for both Adriana and Greta! Alas, Andrea's year came to an end, almost as soon as she had gone away. She flew back the following week, after a short vacation to see the sites she had missed. As she came out of the airport, her surprise was to see her mother and her husband holding hands. They seemed so happy! Adriana and George noticed she was absolutely radiant and more beautiful than ever. Perhaps a touch overweight, Adriana asked her? "Mommy, please! I am six months pregnant! What did you expect?" Andrea realized that her worse fears all these months did not materialize. Not a word was said about her pregnancy. And oddly, it seemed that her mother and husband were more into each other than into her. Her fears were set at ease when they got into the car, and Adriana implored her. "Andrea darling, you must tell us who the father is!" To her surprise, George did not go ballistic. Instead, he held Adriana's hand, winked at her, and whispered. "Now, Mommy Adriana, we are all entitled to our own secrets, aren't we?" "We sure are, Greta darling!" Adriana replied with a laugh, kissing him on the lips. "Secrets? Mommy? Greta? Kissing on the lips? We?" Andrea realized a lot had happened during the past year. Her pregnancy by a total stranger was going to be the least of her questions. She leaned over from the back seat and kissed both, mother and husband.