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Training Bernice By: Malissa Madison Bernie and Beth had a lot to look forward to in life. college Sweethearts they married right after graduation. Bought a nice house in a quiet Suburb. Both had nice cars, and nice clothes. And they were very much in love. Beth landed a good job with a financial company making a more than adequate salary. But Bernie had majored in Accounting, in a city where Accountants were a dime a dozen. So Beth was supporting them both. She admitted to herself that she loved Bernie, especially the way he always cleaned her up using his tongue after sex. This usually gave her at least one more mind blowing orgasm every time, so she was happy to let him stay at home until he found his own job. But as things went on he slowly began to lose hope in finding anything. He had become a good cook, and a excellent house keeper. He hand washed her delicate laundry and ironed her clothes that needed it. she often joked he was better suited to being a maid. "Are you sure you don't mind Supporting me?" he would ask on occasion. "It seems the only thing I'm good for is sex." "You keep my house clean, you fix dinner and have it waiting for me when I get home. And you are very good at cleaning me up after sex," she told him. "You're my Bitch and I love you for it." "I just worry that you'll find someone else that has a really good job that can take care of you the way you deserve. Someone with a bigger cock." Now she was a bit concerned, he'd never talked like this before. "Now where would I find anyone with a big cock that liked eating cum out my pussy the way you do? Are you worried about me leaving you?" "Yes," he admitted. "I'm worried you'll get tired of supporting me. And I know you get all sorts of offers. I've seen how the guys in your office make passes at you. And I've seen how they get huge hard-ons when they're around you." He dropped his head, "I wouldn't blame you if you wanted bigger cocks." "But who would I ever find that loves eating my cream pies after we fuck? Face it your my little bitch boy, and I love you, now get down here and make me cum before I fuck your pretty little brains out." Bernie knew his long hair had a lot to do with his job failures, but he didn't want to cut it, and the reason why was Beth's grip on his long ponytail as she humped hard against his face. He loved the way she pulled it to direct him right where she wanted him. Beth didn't really know where her last words had come from, but she liked it, he was her bitch. True he wasn't as big as most men she'd seen. But he knew how to please her. And she was more than turned on by the way the men at work kept trying to get her in the sack. That was mostly why she always came home so horny. Afterward they lay in bed and she confessed to him that she'd had more than one insinuation that if she put out in the office she'd advance a lot faster. But she'd refused because it wasn't right to do that to him. It would be cheating and she couldn't do something like that behind his back. One afternoon he was watching the daily talk shows when they had an episode of Feminized House Husbands, Cuckold Sissy's they were called. He was intrigued, these men would dress up in women's clothes and do all the house work. Then wait on their wives hand and foot. He sat on the edge of his seat watching in fascination as he folded Beth's panties and bras. Then found himself masturbating with a pair as one woman praised her husband's skills at licking her clean after she came home with another man's cum inside her. Shame and rapt glory both washed through him at the same time. When the show was over he looked at the time, he still had three hours before she came home. Out of curiosity he slid the panties up his naked legs. "Damn, no wonder he likes these so much better than cotton," he said to himself. Next he slipped her silk nitie over his head, a thrill of excitement running through him, his cock was rigid in seconds. He lay in the middle of the bed and masturbated into her panties then sliding them off he sucked his cum from the satiny material before rushing to hand wash them. The act of cleaning his cum from them had really turned him on. He was glad he'd recorded the episode on TVO he wanted to watch it again. When Beth got home he was even more turned on and she noticed the change in him. He really pounded her pussy like no tomorrow and took her through five orgasms before he came. Then sliding into the floor he slurped her clean to another earth shattering orgasm. "Damn bitch, that was great," she panted. "I just kept thinking of how lucky I am to have you," he told her. He was up well before her the next morning, and had her breakfast ready and on the table. She didn't know that he was wearing her panties from the day before. As soon as she left he slipped on her skirt and the Camisole from the clothes hamper then started doing his housework. It only took half the time and he was setting down to watch the episode again when a continuation episode came on, this one was titled Cuckold Sissy Husbands and the Women who love them. He pressed record, then sat on the edge of the sofa watching. These men were cross-dresser's, and dutifully licked their wives clean after they'd fucked other men, though they didn't use those exact words he knew that's what they were describing. Some even engaged in bisexual activities to please their wives. The thought of him orally satisfying another man to please his wife made him tingle, at the same time it also felt vulgar to think about. He knew that Beth had been with other girls before they'd met, hell she'd used those experiences to train him in how to please her orally. A shiver of excitement ran through him as he remembered the first time she'd sat on his face with a pussy full of his cum. His rigid cock throbbed harder than before, but he was determined not to masturbate this time. No he intended to save every last drop for Beth. A couple came on, the husband dolled up in a schoolgirl outfit. The wife led him out on a leash, as a Shemale followed close behind. This caused him to think of her college girlfriend. What was her name? Stacy, yes Stacy Ferris. She'd been a girl/boy or boy/girl until she'd gotten her surgery. He remembered that Beth had told him she was now married to a detective she'd dated all through high school and college. Now he wondered about the detective, was he a Sissy husband too. His thoughts became occupied by what it would be like to taste another man's cum inside Beth's pussy. Would there be a difference in taste? His next thought scared him even more, What would it feel like to have another man's cock in his mouth? That's what the Cuckold Sissy on the screen was talking about. It was his duty to Felate his wife's lovers in between orgasms to get them hard for the next round, as well as to clean up their cum. A shiver of excitement ran through his body. He was re-watching the episode when he heard the key in the door, and he froze. Terrified of her catching him, yet hoping she would understand. Suddenly as the door opened he bolted for the bedroom. Only then realizing the TV was still on. "Bernie? Are you home?" she called as he quickly shed her skirt and Camisole on the bedroom floor. Not thinking he grabbed his sweat pants and pulled them on over the mint green lace panties, then hurriedly pulled on his T-shirt. "Bernie what are you watching? It's on TVO." "Oh that's nothing Beth please just change the channel." But she sat down calmly watching the show, after five minutes when he still hid in the bedroom she again called for him. "Bernie! Get in here right this minute!" she sounded upset. His eyes on the floor he quickly hurried into the room, his hardon betraying him as it strained for release inside the panties. She had flipped back to the previous days episode. "This looks interesting," she patted the sofa beside her. "I, I better get dinner started, please don't watch that." "I said come here," she'd watched enough to know the women in series were FemDoms. And it gave her a little charge of excitement, she'd always taken charge in the bedroom, and he'd never complained. "Yes Beth?" he still looked at the floor. Reaching out she grasped his hardened shaft through the sweatpants pulling him closer. "How can you expect to fix dinner like this," she giggled and pulled at the waistband. "Beth no wait," but it was too late. She looked at the lace covered cock then up at his shamed face, then at the episode on the TV. Slowly a smile spread across her face, as she paused it. "Sit down Bernie, on the edge." She directed after pushing his sweats to the floor. He dutifully did as she instructed. She quickly lifted her skirt and mounted him. The feel of the lace panties stretched across his balls felt more exciting. And though he only lasted a few seconds, it was just long enough for her climax. She squeezed his cock, milking out every drop. Then flopped over on the couch. A mischievous grin on her face she said, "Well what's my little bitch waiting for? Clean up your mess." He dove eagerly between her thighs driving his tongue in deep slurping with more enthusiasm than he had in a while. "Ok, now you can go make my dinner. And take off those sweats and that ridiculous T-shirt. I'm going to finish watching this." She pressed play and went back to watching, paying closer attention to everything. He stood at the stove, afraid of what was going to come, hoping this didn't wreck their marriage. A part of him told him his life was over, she'd never stand for it. Another part said, "Maybe this could work." He loved Beth with all of his heart and soul, what would he do without her. She was his whole reason for living. Couldn't she see that? He'd change if she needed that, he'd have to, he couldn't lose her, not this way. He didn't realize the tears were rolling down his cheeks until she came in behind him. "Bernie? Are you crying?" she asked gently. He sniffled a, "Yes Beth, I'm, I'm sorry I've disappointed you." "Is Dinner ready yet?" His shoulders shook as he began to sob, "I'm sorry Beth, I, I was so scared of, of losing you. Oh god Beth please don't leave me, please." "Leave you? Why on earth would I leave you?" He slowly turned around to face her. Tears streaming down his cheeks. "I'm a Closet Sissy Beth. But I swear I didn't know it until yesterday. Honest Beth." "Bernie, I think we both need to talk about this," he burst into tears again. "I'll go get dressed and find a place to live. I won't contest the divorce, I promise. I just want you to be happy, that's all I ever wanted was to make you happy." "You know what would make me happy Bernie?" He sniffled, "If I was a big muscle bound jock with a ten inch cock, instead of a wimpy Dweeb with a cocktail Weiner?" "No, I want you to go in the bedroom and put on that sexy little outfit you were wearing when I came through the door. But this time I want you to put on the heels that go with it. then I want you to come into the living room so we can decide how far we're going to take this little exploration." His eyes came up to meet hers for the first time since she'd come home, a glimmer of hope. "You really mean it? you aren't mad at me?" he asked. "Mad? No. Disappointed that you couldn't face me with this openly? A little bit. But then you've always been the Submissive one in our marriage." She waited a few seconds then she swatted his panty covered ass. "Move it Bernice, before I give you something to cry about." He was still trying to fit his foot into the high heel when she came in behind him. "Oh, I hadn't thought about them not fitting you." She said, "Never mind that. let's see what you look like with a bit of Makeup." He sat nervously as she worked on his face, "It's a good thing you're so girly, you won't need to shave but once a week. But if you like we can get you some laser treatments," She said. "And I see you already shaved your legs this week." She knew he shaved his legs, he always had. But then he had been an avid bicyclist in college. When she was done she smiled broadly at him, "Oh my god you're so gorgeous Bernice." He barely recognized himself in the mirror. "I want to throw you on the bed and fuck you senseless," she whispered into his ear. "But Mistress Beth is hungry and my little Bernice didn't make her any dinner. So we have to go out and find something to eat, and my little Bernice needs some heels. I hope I can find you some that fit." "Beth, no I can't go out like this." He began to stammer, "I, I, someone will recognize me." "If you're afraid to go out we'll order Pizza," she picked up the phone and ordered a Supreme Deep Dish. "Now we can watch this together," she restarted the Video where she'd left off earlier. "Those men have no idea how lucky they are," he commented. "They have wives who love them enough to put up with their Submissiveness." "No I think it's the wives who are Lucky. Their husbands let them go out and fuck other men, then they clean them up afterwards and even fuck their brains out." Beth said. "You could be that lucky too, you know your wife loves you when she shares her lovers with you," she said. "Especially when you know just how much pleasure you give her in doing so." "What?" "Oh come now, I felt how hard your cock got when they were talking about it. And how much it throbbed in my hand while I was suggesting it." she looked him in the eyes, "I never really wanted another man to fuck me before, but if you wanted to share in the experience it might be a lot of fun. I think I want to experiment, If you want to that is." "Beth I really want to experiment with this, with you," he was interrupted by the doorbell. "Don't just sit there go answer the door Bernice, Now!" He jumped up and opened the door, "Come on into the dining room with that, I'm just getting some cash." The pizza boy looked at Bernie strangely, but carried the pizza into the Dining room table. Beth had quickly unbuttoned her blouse, and found a twenty for him. He was tall, handsome, well-muscled, and when her eyes dropped to his crotch she could see his cock stirring, much bigger than Bernie's as he looked at her bare breasts hanging half out of her top. "Bernice, Honey, Take the pizza into the kitchen. I'm going to tip this nice young man," she said reaching for his zipper. Bernice barely got the pizza off the table before the pizza guy had his wife flat on her back in the middle of it. Beth put her hand in the middle of his chest stopping him when he tried to kiss her. "I want it from behind," she flipped over on the table. "Bernice, get in here and watch how it's done." The guy flipped her skirt up in back then rammed his hard cock in hard, making Beth gasp at his size stretching her open. "Oh yessss, yesssss, fuck me like a slut," she encouraged. The guy reached up grabbing her hair pulling gently as he slam fucked her mercilessly until she started to cum. "W, watch Bernice. Watch his cock slamming my slutty pussy. Watch him fill my cunt full of cum for you my nasty little bitch." He was pulling harder on her hair now nearing orgasm. "Cum, cum in my pussy so my little Sissy Bitch can clean it all up." That did it the guy began jerking, slamming in, in, in over and over without pulling out first. His ass cheeks flexing as his huge cock emptied it's load of hot cum into Beth pushing her over into yet another orgasm. When the guy pulled out he started to put his cock away, "Oh no we can't let you put it away all covered in pussy cream." She pulled Bernice over and pushed her to her knees. With one hand on the back of her neck she pushed Bernice's face up to the cock. "Lick it all nice and clean, and then you can have all the cum in my pussy. You want to suck the cum out of my pussy don't you?" Bernice was trying, her eyes closed. She felt the cock growing hard in her mouth as she slurped her wife's pussy and the man's cum off of it. "That's a good little cum slut. Suck it nice and good. Open your pretty eyes and watch him. I want you see him when he cums in your pretty mouth." The guy reached out and grabbed the ponytail at the back of Bernice's head, pushing his cock to the back of her throat several times making her gag on it. "Easy, she's still learning," Beth told the guy. "Maybe you can come back some time and help me teach her to deepthroat," she purred. The guy started cumming again. "Swallow it Bernice, don't lose any of it." she encouraged. When he pulled away from Bernice, Beth pulled her Sissy Husbands face into her sopping wet, cum dribbling pussy, as she shoved two twenties at the guy. Her fingers were clenched tightly in Bernice's hair as she rolled her hips fucking his tongue harder, grinding into his face. Only Bernice's hands on her ass kept her from collapsing when her knees shook and threatened to give out. Beth recovered quickly and pushed her Sissy over onto his back, jerking his panties down she mounted his cock grinding to yet another orgasm before collapsing on top of her. "Did you like that Sweetie? We just shared our first big cock together." "Yes," Bernice answered shyly, her face red with embarrassment. But a thrill of having accomplished something new. She did have to admit to herself that it was hard to watch Beth taking another man's cock. But of course they had experimented a little in college with Beth's roommate Stacy and her Boyfriend, but that was just swapping partners. And only happened three or four times. "I think you liked sucking his cock, didn't you?" she asked. "Be honest about it, be honest with yourself and I will always love you no matter how big a Sissy Cum Slut you become." She giggled seeing him blush, "Yes, yes I did like it Beth. I liked the feel of him cumming in my mouth. It tasted so good. But it tasted even better in your pussy." "Did he hurt you when he tried to throat fuck you?" she asked, feeling turned on again talking about it. he could tell by the way her breathing had changed. "You did really good for your first time you know," she said with excitement, as he responded to her praise. She led him by the cock into the bedroom, then ordered him to strip. "Your days of sleeping in the nude are over Missy," she told him. "But for tonight I'll let you wear one of my nities. Then we'll find you some of your own." She was so turned on by the sight of him with his hair down, fanned out behind his head as he lay down in the nitie, she did something she hadn't done in a while. She sucked him off collecting all his cum in her mouth, she then slid up beside him in silence drawing him in for passionate kiss. She giggled to herself when he stabbed his tongue into her mouth and she pushed his cum into his mouth. It was by far one of the most passionate kisses they'd shared in almost a year. When he swallowed it without passing it back she pouted, "You greedy little cum slut, you're supposed to share it a little at a time, like a melting snowball." He giggled, "I'm sorry," "Are you blushing?" "Yes," he giggled again. "It's a good thing we have the weekend off. I'm going to enjoy training you." She kissed him again. "Now go to sleep like a good little cum slut and dream about great big cocks and buckets of cum." Bernice woke early the next morning and hurried to pee, only to feel the sting of her bare hand on his ass. "Sissy Cum Sluts Do Not Ever Stand to Pee. Your days of standing up and dribbling on the toilet seat are over. Now sit down like a good girl. And don't forget to wipe," she told him. "I don't want to see pee dribbles staining my panties." As she sat sipping her morning coffee she used her cell phone, "Good morning, Family Services, this is Carla how may I direct your call?" "Is Stacy Ferris in please?" "You mean Stacy Jones? I'm sorry she's at home this morning, can someone else help you?" "I'm sorry no I was hoping to talk to Stacy, Would you happen to have her number?" "I'm sorry Miss I'm not allowed to give out that information. Maybe I could call her at home and give her a message?" "Yes Carla, could you tell her to call Beth at home. She has my number." It only took a few minutes for Stacy's return call. "Stacy! Hi Babe, I have a sort of favor to ask of you. Is that handsome police detective there by any chance?" "Beth are you in trouble? Is Bernie ok?" Stacy was concerned. "Oh we're fine, I wasn't calling for legal advice. I sort of have this experiment going on with Bernie, except it's Bernice for the time being." She told her friend. "And you wanted a few pointers on helping him, I mean her pass is that it?" "Yes, could you please? Maybe Tim would like to help." "Beth, I'll help her learn to pass herself off as a girl. Teach her to walk talk act, even go so far as to physically teach how to correctly tuck everything away. But Sex is out of the question. Tim and I are Exclusive now, no more experimenting, or swapping. I'm trying to become a Mommy to two very sweet little girls who need me." "I understand, I wouldn't ever ask you to cheat on Tim, but I do need your help." "Ok, I'll see you in about twenty minutes." Bernice was dressed slutty when she opened the door bare footed wearing nylons. Stacy did a double take, "Excuse me, you must be Bernice. Is Beth here?" "Right this way," she was led by Bernice into the dining room where Beth had several items of clothing laid out on the table. Sitting on a chair was a single pair of pink sneakers. "These are the only shoes of mine that will fit her until I can get her, her own heels," Beth explained. "Oh I think she's adorable in what she's wearing, and once we get to the Mall we can find her some that match it." Stacy noticed how Bernice cringed at mention of the mall. "Excuse me Beth, I need to ask Bernice a few questions before we go any further with this." "Go right ahead," she turned to Bernice, "Be truthful Bernice." "Beth, if you would please, I meant in private." "Oh, sorry." Beth left the room. and Stacy circled around the table so that Bernice was turned away from Beth, and she could watch both of them at the same time. "Bernie, I've known you a long time, is this really something you want to do?" "Yes Miss Stacy, I really want to." "Why? Is Beth forcing you into it?" she saw the confident look in Beth's eyes. She'd seen it so many times in Female Dominatrices. And knew from her college experiences that Beth fit the Basic Profile. She was strong willed and sometimes a bit overbearing. "No Miss Stacy, you don't understand," his bottom lip quivered a tiny bit. "Explain it to me then, I'm very open minded and a good listener, I'm a Child Services Case Worker. So please just tell me how this got started, and we'll go from there." "I, I was watching one of the talk shows. About, about cuckold Sissy Husbands." He had a single tear roll down his cheek. "I, I already do one of the most important things they do." Smiling Stacy said, "You clean her up after sex? My husband does that too but that doesn't make him a Sissy." "I, Stacy do I have to say this?" "You do if you want my help." Stacy said matter of factly. "I got turned on thinking about Beth with other men, and coming home to me to clean her up." His eyes were now on the floor. Stacy reached out with two fingers and gently lifted his eyes to hers, "Is that all Bernice?" He tried to look away in shame but she refused to let him, her gaze into his soul and her fingertips held him prisoner. "Last night I was dressed up as Bernice, and I watched Beth Fucking the Pizza boy, then later I knelt at his feet and, and let him cum in my mouth before I cleaned up Beth." "Now we're making progress, did you enjoy what happened last night? Sucking him off after he fucked Beth, and then licking his cum out of her?" "Yes I did," he had silent tears streaming down his face. "I'll do it for her any time she asks. Or even if she doesn't. Please Stacy, Please tell me I'm not Sick. I'm just scared of going out in public, of people knowing I'm not a real girl and then hurting Stacy's career. She worked so hard to get where she's at. And she never cheated on me to get there." Stacy made a come here motion to Beth, "Let's get her cleaned up. All she needs is a little help and a lot of self-confidence." Bernice hugged Stacy so tightly. "Thank you Miss Stacy," she said. "See what did I tell you? I told you we'd find help in turning you into the Sissy Cum Slut you want to become." Beth told her husband. "Bernice, you go take off your blouse then wash your pretty face. Do you need help with your makeup?" Stacy directed. "I gave her some pointers before you got here," Beth said. "She still needs experience, we better go help." "So why the third degree?" Beth asked. "I had to know if she was doing this for you or for herself. I've seen too many marriages break up because one or the other did something just because the other one wanted them too." "What about me?" "You want this too, and you are both doing it together." They were now in the bedroom, Bernice sitting at the vanity, one Stacy silently envied with its glass top and trifold lighted mirrors. "That's really special you know. But I want you to both think of something that makes absolutely no sense to either of you." "Redistribution of wealth," they both laughed. "Ok then Redistribution it is, if you ever find yourself in a situation that one of you wants to back out of just say 'Redistribution.' And whatever you are doing stops right then and there until you sort it out." Stacy said. "It's known as a Safety word. It's very important you don't abuse it or it becomes useless. I want both of you to promise me that you will stop the minute either of you says it!" They promised her they would. "And if anyone else is involved you will make them stop too?" She was looking at Beth more than Bernice. "Yes Stacy, I would never let anyone hurt her, or force her into something she doesn't really want to do." "Bernice? Remember if you want to stop but can't speak, your teeth are always good for that," she smiled a knowing smile. Just remember you can do some really serious damage." After that she started her instructions for Bernice. She had Bernice lay back on the bed and talked her through how to tuck herself safely so it wouldn't hurt in super tight panties or jeans. Then when Bernice was fully dressed again she said, "Ok Ladies let's go find Bernice here some sensible heels." "Are you sure it's ok for me to go out this way? What if someone recognizes me?" Bernice asked them both. "Awww, Sweetie we won't let anything happen to you, we promise." Both women told her as she was led out the front door to Stacy's car. Beth held the back door open for her, and so began Bernice's training in public. "Oh no, no, no," Stacy said. "Get out and do it properly. Little girls don't flash their pretty panties at the world like that. Here let me show you. She supported herself with one hand on the door, as her other smoothed and held her skirt so it wouldn't get too wrinkled up under her as she sat first in the seat. Then swiveled around lifting her legs into the car. "And this is how we get out," she lifted her legs one at a time placing her feet on the ground careful to keep her knees together before standing up. "Now you take a couple of minutes to practice." Bernice practiced a few times then finally Beth closed the door and they were off. Beth and Stacy chatted a bit while they drove, Beth you should see them they are the sweetest children ever. I don't know why they haven't signed the papers yet though. Little Tammy's been in the system about a year now. And Colleen, actually Collin, landed there about four months ago. I know it has to be hard for her." "Stacey I'm sure you'll get them before too much longer, you were cut out to be a mother. Everyone who knows you can testify to that. And Tim, well I can't think of a more loving father for two little girls to have." "I know, right. I just keep thinking there's something going on there we don't know about. But the State says we can't just go in to investigate. And since I'm trying to adopt them I couldn't be part of the process." "Oh we missed the turn off to the Mall," Beth pointed out. "Trust me Beth, we're going someplace a little more important first," said Stacy blushing. "I just hope it's still there." They pulled into a parking lot with a boarded up building, "Damn I was sure it would still be here." Stacy took out her phone. "Theresa? Where did they move the Sissy Emporium to?" "The Sissy Emporium? Are you shopping for Tim?" "Heavens no Sis, I'm helping a couple of old college friends." "It's in the Mall now. Back between Sears and the Book Attic. So what's her name?" "Who's name?" asked Stacy. "The lucky little Sissy, Silly." "Oh," Stacy giggled. "Bernice, and she's just beginning her training." Beth and Bernice could hear Theresa's excited giggles, "Oh a new Sissy Cum Slut?" "Back off little sister, these are friends of mine." Beth told her. "But she is going to be a Cum Slut right?" Beth nodded yes. Then mouthed the words, does she want to help? "Theresa, Are you offering to help train her?" "Oh yes, I have today and tomorrow off. I'll meet you guys at the Emporium," said Theresa. At the Mall they were met halfway to the front doors by an unmarked police car that pulled up behind them. "Hi Beth, I see you dragged Stacy out of the house. "How's Bernie doing? I think I might have a line on a job for him." "Tim, it's a bit complicated right now," Beth told Stacy's husband. "Oh no I hope you two aren't having problems, we've known you since, well since the beginning of college. You guys helped Stacy and me after she had her surgery." He noticed the slender young brunette that was with them was blushing, and did a double take. His foot hitting the brakes fully to stop the slow idle forward. "Bern?" he asked. And she batted her eyes blushing as she looked around scared. "Tim, this is Bernice. And yes this is 'Her' Choice," Stacy said. Tim got out of the car and walked slowly around her, "She definitely is cute, even if her shoes are off. I bet Theresa could help you with her." "Why do you say that?" asked Stacy. Tim pointed to his sister in law making a bee line for them. She walked up and planted a kiss on Tim's cheek then turned to Beth and Stacy, "Come on we better get her into the Emporium before Tim here has to arrest her for a Sissy Shoe violation." They all giggled. "Tim? Do you think less of me now?" asked Bernice. Kissing her cheek Tim said "No Bernice, it takes more of a man to embrace his feminine side than it does to hide from it." he winked at Stacy. "I'm proud of you for doing what you feel you need to." In the Sissy Emporium they found it not only catered to Sissy's, but the Goth and Emo crowds as well. Theresa waved to one the employees, "Gloria, oh Gloria, over here." "Theresa," the girl came hurrying over to them and stopped short seeing Bernice. Good heaven's Girl where ever did you find this. Such raw material and she looks obedient, but those shoes have got to go." She grabbed Bernice by the hand pulling her toward the shoe racks, "what size do you wear Sweetie?" "I, I don't know, I'm supposed to get heels." Bernice responded. "Chrissy," she addressed another girl. "As soon as we find Sissy, What was your name again dear?" "Bernice," she answered dropping her eyes. "Oh she's precious. When we get Bernice fitted for heels we'll need your expertise in finding her some breasts." The other girl, Chrissy reached out and squeezed gently. "No doubt about it those are definitely rolled up pantyhose." She opened the first three buttons on Bernice's blouse and held up a little color wheel to her bared skin. "Wonderful, you girls take your time." She caressed Bernice's bare throat, "The right Shoes and a pair my special tits and your own mother won't recognize you Baby Doll." Gloria pulled out a strange contraption that looked like a freaked out Shoe sizer on steroids. Instead of being flat and rigid it flexed near the ball of the foot and the back of the arch. The arch portion adjusted lengthwise. And the heel adjusted in height. "I take it we need a pair of trainers," she was adjusting the heel to three inches. "Now take those off and step into the Sissy Sizer." Beth Giggled. As Bernice stepped into the thing and Gloria fastened the toe straps over her toes. "My heavens I don't think we've had a Sissy in here with such small feet before," she giggled. "She must have a really small Clitty," she commented as she fastened the ankle straps, then adjusted the width. Bernice realized that her feet were perfectly straight and about one inch apart. The way she'd noticed most women stand in heels. Gloria wrote the size down on a piece of paper then said, "No don't fall over I'm going to take it up an inch." She raised the heel another inch and Bernice felt not only the heel raising up but the width adjustment slipped as well. Gloria readjusted the width. Then wrote down the new size. "Would you like a pair of Fives as well?" she asked Beth who nodded yes, and got an approving smile. She stole a peek under Bernice's skirt. "Just panties? Oh my she is special. Most Sissy's need a Gaff and a Clit cage by this point. I can see her drooling." "You know you're going to have to clean that up when we get home," Beth chastised her. "Yes mistress," Bernice replied with a smile. "How long have you had her in training?" "Only a day," supplied Stacy. "Isn't she darling?" "Ginger, come here." a cute Sissy rushed over. "Yes Miss Gloria?" "Go find Sissy Bernice here Some shoes," she handed her the paper with the sizes on it. "And be quick about it or I won't give you any cream when Jerome gets here." Ginger rushed quickly in her five inch heels to the back of the shop. "Ginger is new," pointed out Theresa. "Oh I've had her about a month now, Lisa is at home taking care of the kids." "Lisa?" asked Beth. "Her birth certificate says Lyle, we've been married nine years now and what does she do to show her love? She brings me Ginger to help in the shop so she can stay home with the kids." "You are one Lucky Bitch you know that don't you?" Theresa said. "Your Sissy has a Sissy." "Oh no she's all mine to play with, but I do love sharing her with Lisa." Bernice tried on several pairs of heels and Beth decided which ones she wanted her to have. In the back Bernice was instructed to take off her blouse and bra, then lay flat on the fitting table. Chrissy lay three different size breast forms on her chest asking Beth's opinion of each. "I think the C cups would be best. You can always go up to a D, or down to a B later if you like. But for realism the C's are better," advised Chrissy. "OK let's do the C cups," Beth felt a thrill of excitement. "Now you know this is a semi-permanent adhesive," explained Chrissy. She can shower, swim, jog, even get Titty Fucked and no one but us will know the difference. And once the glue is set up she'll be able to feel everything through them as if they were real." The forms matched her skin tone so naturally, thought Bernice looking at herself in the overhead mirror. "I suggest you take them off about once a week, using the adhesive remover. Then when her skin has had a few hours to breath you can reattach them just like I did. Now let's give her a few minutes for the glue to set so the edges don't peel loose when she sits up." Leaning over Bernice, Beth said, "Isn't it wonderful? We can shop for each other now and not have to worry about anything but our shoe sizes. And we can share clothes too." she giggled, I know you liked cumming on my Tits, and now you can feel how hot it made me every time. I can't wait to see you take your first cock between your new tits and suck the head till it cums all over you." Bernice's cock tingled and strained to get free from its tucked position. "Oh does my little cum slut want me to find a big strong man for us to play with tonight?" Beth asked. "Yes Please, you need a big hard manly cock to fill you up and make you feel all satisfied." Later as they were leaving the shop Beth started to pull her back inside, "Crap, just who I didn't need to run into." "Beth? Is that you? It is you. Now why are you in a place like this?" Gerard fielding said as he came into the shop behind her. "Not now Gerard," this isn't the office. "Hey is that Bernie? Oh my god he's so fuckably cute. Is this why you won't let me fuck you? You're busy fucking a Sissy," his voice betrayed his excitement. Misreading his intentions Beth said, "Look, I'll put out for you this one time, just forget you saw Bernice OK? Don't fuck me over at work! Or you'll be sorry!" Beth's dominant side was showing and Gerard definitely felt intimidated. "Well hello Mr Fielding, did you come to find a Sissy to play with for the weekend?" asked Gloria. The usual bunch are waiting to see who you'll pick tonight." "Beth, I trust you won't hold this over me at the office. Please. I can't help it, I like Sissy's as much as I like a hot blooded strong willed woman." Unfortunately the latter usually leaves me too sore to move at work." Bernice raised up her tip toes. "Beth, maybe this could help your career," she whispered. "Bernice honey see if Mr Fielding is big enough to satisfy me. Go ahead use your hand and feel what he has." Bernice caressed the stiff cock through the dress slacks, "Oh yes Mistress most definitely. But I thought we were going to play with Miss Theresa?" "I don't mind Dominating a strong man. I think this could be fun we could share them between us." "Well this is where I say good afternoon, and go home, Ladies have fun." Stacy said kissing their cheeks. "Bernice, Call me anytime you feel like talking or want an idea for a surprise. Remember Soft and Girly."