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By All Accounts By Sissie Maid Cuckold By all accounts Ted Jefferies was a normal American husband. He had a great job as Technical Officer with Zanex Corporation, made good money and had prestige in the company. He had worked for Zanex for more than 7 years and was well respected by everyone and recognized as a man who could solve problems. His boss, Terrance Cummings placed high value on Ted's abilities and looked for him to go on special missions and solve unsolvable problems for the company. Ted was married to his high school sweetheart Anna Brown a former cheerleader and beauty by anyone's standards. And Anna was no dummy herself being the office manager for a large retail company called BFT Corporation where they specialized in distribution of all sorts of household goods to major retailers around the country. Neither of them had wanted to start a family just yet hoping to concentrate on their individual careers. Both often worked long hours and Ted of course traveled a great deal both in the US and overseas primarily to London. Both enjoyed each other's company and whenever they were together seemed to spend a lot of time in bed making up for time apart. Ted truly loved sex and could not wait to get his wife in bed at every chance he got. Ted was a man who really liked women meaning not just for sex as most men did but liked them for whom and what they were. He liked their femininity more than most men and appreciated their little moves and responses. Most men liked women as sex toys or maids and put up with the rest of what came with them to get those two things. Some of Ted's men friends made jokes about how nice it would be to have a remote control like for a TV set to turn women off and on and mute them at the push of a button when they did not like what they were hearing. Others paid attention only to their tits and asses and felt the rest of the body was only important to carry and tend to these two important features! But Ted was not like that and had never been. He found women fascinating and interesting, a mystery to be explored and learned about. So much so in fact that when he was a kid he would sneak into his sisters room and explore. He looked at her dolls and tried o figure out how they could be so alive to his sister Karen. He knew that to her they were not really dolls at all but real living things that she valued and took care of as if they were real infants or little girls! She would talk to them as if they were real. He would pick one up and stare at it, turning it over and even looking under its dress as if there was actually going to be something very real under that that he might see. He would hold it in his arms like his sister did and rock it and even talk to it but he could never get whatever his sister got out of doing that. The doll did not come to life for him so he would shrug, raise an eyebrow and return the doll to where he got it from and move on to the next item. The next item was often her diary. It was hidden well but in his many explorations of her bedroom he came across it in a box in a drawer with clothes over it. He had read it many, many times and so would turn to the latest pages since she had last written in it to start. She talked about many things in her diary, her friends, school, boys she liked or didn't like her parents and even him sometimes. He always got nervous when he saw she had written something about him because sometimes it was not very nice and he knew he could not confront her without revealing the source which would be disastrous. This was probably where and when Ted learned to conceal things though he was certainly not aware of it at the time. Sometimes the diary would contain juicy stuff and other times boring!!! When he finished with the reading he would always put it back exactly as he found it. As time went on his sister matured and so did he and so did her clothing. As her things got more and more sexy he developed a fascination with her clothing mostly out of curiosity, after all a young boy just wasn't privy to girls intimate things and being able to look at them was akin to finding a pirates treasure. Her intimates got a lot more interesting as time went by. Ted was very shy around girls in general and his adventures in Karen's bedroom were his way of dealing with his shyness. At first he just looked at her things inside and out and then he started to notice he got erections when he touched them and eventually all he had to do was anticipate touching them and he got erections. Ted was now getting an erection as soon as he decided to explore in his sisters room. And while he was not conscious of it he was no longer stopping to analyze the dolls or to read the diary, he was going straight to her dresser drawers and getting out her panties followed by her bras. Somewhere along the line Ted pulled out his little dick and rubbed the panties on it experiencing an instant climax. It shocked him the first time as well as embarrassed him and he quickly put her things back ,ran got a washcloth and cleaned up the mess and left her room. This was a traumatic event that Ted did not fully understand and one that while extremely pleasurable scared him. It was several weeks before Ted was drawn back to his sister's room but drawn he was as if on a tow rope! He lied to himself telling himself he was in control and was just checking things out. He was no more in control than a man falling out of an airplane without a parachute! He went to the dolls but quickly put it down then went to the diary but read only a few sentences and then to the drawer. This time he took out the bra first trying desperately to ignore the panties that had owned him last time. He looked over the bra, red the tag, placed it to his face to see if he could detect any scent from her breasts thinking foolishly that they would linger after being washed and dried and then casually almost nonchalantly opened the panty drawer just a little bit as if they might actually jump out and attack his rock hard penis that was becoming impossible for him to ignore. Right on top was pair of pink panties that he had not seen before, they caught his attention making him lift them and open them and examine them. They were bikini style, the kind his sister always wore and they had white lace and a tiny feminine red bow on either side. He reached down and dropped his pants, lowered his underwear as if he was hypnotized and being remotely operated. He watched himself lower the panties to the throbbing dick and rub it. Suddenly he convinced himself he had control and stopped rubbing and wrapped them over the end and pulled them tight against his dick. At that moment his dick was encased in the silken panties and whether he realized it or not the appearance and feel had permeated his little male brain with an everlasting sensation mentally and physically that would change his life forever. He started to jack off and soon shot his load but there was a problem, he had shot his load into his sister's panties! What the hell was he going to do now? His sexual time clock had just been reset with a pair of cum soaked panties warped around his dick. And not just any panties, the prettiest pair his sister owned and not just the prettiest pair she owned but the newest pair she owned! What was he going to do? It felt so good he could not ignore it but he also knew he had a big problem. One thing was for sure the effect caused him to know deep inside he had to make sure he was not caught and that he could not waste these panties. He could not possibly throw them away, that would be to dishonor the prettiest pair of panties he had ever seen, but he could not put them in the laundry either where his mother would surely find them. He had to find a hiding place! And that he did, in the garage attic. No one went up there, it was perfect. He forgot about things for the next four days but then he felt an urge. He retrieved the panties and put them on this time, fully on. That was all he was wearing was the panties and parading about the house enjoying the feel than no men's wear can ever provide. He went to his sister's room and opened her bra drawer and decided to try and put one on. He placed the straps over his shoulders and tried to fasten it behind him. He had seen that done in a movie once so knew exactly how a woman did such things. He knew it was important at the time so filed it away in his "very important" file. But how the hell did they do that? His arms did not seem to bend the way the woman in the movies did. He tried and tried even throwing himself on the bed in an effort to make his arms bend so he could fasten the bra clasp. Girls were so mysterious, how did they do these things, it was like they had a magic, he thought? In the process his hard on began to wane as he concentrated on hooking the bra. Finally he thought about fastening it and then turning it behind him which he tried and it worked. He was pretty proud of himself and got his arms through the straps and looked at himself in the mirror. It looked neat he thought but then he noticed the bra cups were not puffing out like on a real girl. He contemplated that issue for only a few seconds before arriving at a solution. The solution, he knew was to stuff them with some panties! This he quickly did and liked it but there was still a bit of a problem. He could see the panties stuffed in the bra and while he liked the cups being filled the panties showing around the edge took away the idea that they were filled with real tits. Ted went to Karen's closet and looked for something to cover his bra. He found a slip. He had always liked seeing a girl in a slip, also from the movies, so he thought that may be the answer. As he put the slip on it caused a shiver to pulse through his body. It felt so wonderful it was like magic. He quickly went to the full length mirror that every girl must have in her bedroom and looked at himself. WOW! It looked so cool! What about a dress? He moved back to the closet and looking for the exact dress he wanted to try on, a pretty yellow one very girly as if all dresses were not girly, but this one seemed especially girly to him. He had some trouble getting it on then there was the buttons, they were on the back! How the hell was he supposed to button them? This was a mystery because he could not simply button them in the front and then turn the dress like he had the bra that would not work. He tried to button some of them and then put it on and button the rest. This worked but it was a very tight fit. Oh MY was his only thought when he looked in the mirror. Shoes! He needed to put on some shoes. He knew that girls were fashion minded so he looked for a yellow pair and he found them and put them on, they were very tight even though his sister was older and taller than he her feet were not as big as his. No he was feeling like a girl and walked funny, not like a boy but not quite like a girl either. But in his mind it was a girl's walk. He went to the mirror and looked at himself. He loved it; it felt so cool and looked so nice, it was like a wild adventure. But now his dick was betraying him the feel of the panties against it and the slip against his legs was taking control. He brushed the front of his dress and oh wow his dick needed all his undivided attention so he began to rub it through the dress, the slip and the panties. OH MY GOD did it feel good!!! As he got close he suddenly realized he could not cum on his sister's slip and dress there was no way to hide that, she would miss those things for sure. So he suddenly flipped up the dress and the slip and furiously rubbed his panty covered dick to a mind blowing climax. He lay there for a few seconds relaxing and still benefiting from the wonderful experience then it happened, his sexual clock rest and now he panicked. What was he doing? He had to get out of these things and right now. Unfortunately for Ted he had not yet learned that when you are sexually wound up you can do things that you can't do when you're not. His arms were even less flexible then before and he could not get the dress unbuttoned. Finally he got the top one and then the second one from the top but that was as far as he could get! Panic set even more as he saw the clock and knew his sister would be getting home soon. He threw himself on the bed, the floor, bent over the chair trying everything and finally he got button three. It was still not enough to get it off but he could raise it and he did and got button four then five and then six and got it off over his head. He hurried and put the dress and the slip and the shoes back in her closet and ran to his room just in time to hear the front door open and his sister come in. That was when he realized he was still wearing the panties and the bra. He could not return the bra now so it too went into the hiding place. Over the next few months Ted experimented every chance he got. Even putting on makeup and one night when no one was home going outside and walking around the block. He had become a cross dresser and was pretty good at it. He managed to add to his collection from various sources and had enough things to make two full outfits. But when he went off to college he had to put all of that behind him. It was not until he was spending a lot of time in London that the urge presented itself again. He was bored and just walking the streets one Friday night when he came across a transformation shop specializing in making men over to women. He shook it off but the idea got to him and the next day he went back and walked into the shop already embarrassed. A very friendly woman of about 35 named Clair greeted him and welcomed him in. Obviously she was used to dealing with shy embarrassed men and began to relax him right away. "Hi my name is Clair and I bet you're just curious about what we do here and would like to see." "Well yes that's it I am curious and just wondered that's all," he managed to sputter out. "Oh well that's very common, we have that happen all the time. Well you see what we do is makeover boys to make them look like girls so they can see what their feminine side would look like you know if they really were a girl. It's just some fun and it can be very interesting to do you know, just as a for a fun thing to do." "Yes I could see where that could be fun to try once I guess. Ahh what does it cost to do that?" "Oh for you the first time I would do it for 12 pounds. Just so you could try it." "Really? I mean, oh really that cheep huh. But you said the first time what's...?" "Well a lot of the guys we do this for enjoy it a lot and make it a regular event. Not that you would or anything but you'd be surprised at how nice it feels and how relaxing it can be to escape who you are for a while." "Oh Ok, Ya well I don't think I would want to go that far." "Oh probably not but you do want to at least try it just to see what your look like don't you? It's really fun and I have time right now if you're not afraid to try it." "Afraid, no I'm not afraid it's just that..." "Oh come on your cute and I like you and I'm rather bored at the moment wont you try it, no one will ever know but you and me besides it may turn into something more?" Ted smiled back, this woman was hitting on him, he was flattered and like most flattered men gave into what she wanted forgetting about what made sense to him. She took him in the back to a dressing room that screamed femininity. "Have you ever worn girl's clothes before Ted?" "Ah no ah why would you think that?" As he turned bright red. "I wasn't suggesting you did I was just asking, you know that most men have don't you?" "No I didn't know that, really...is that true?" "Well sure it's true I don't make up lies. Women's things are very mysterious to men and they like the looks and feel. Why do you think they make girls clothes to look as they do, to attract men so why is it so strange that men like girls clothes?" "I guess that makes sense, I do like the way girls things look and well...I guess I did try on some of my sisters things a long time ago but I forgot about that until you said something." "Well that very understandable. Well let's pick some things out for you to wear, what do you see here that you like?" Ted turned bright red again and said, "Oh I don't know why don't you just decide you know more about it than I do." Clair dealt with cross dressers and sissies every day so she looked for signs of submission and this was one of them. She liked to be in charge and so quickly took the lead. "Ok I will be happy to. Let's see..." Clair went for pink under things with lots of lace and ruffles. Too feminine for any real woman to wear but perfect for the fantasy mind of a prissy male who has the secret or not so secret desire to be totally feminized and act as a submissive female. A female image created in his own mind as to how a female was supposed to look and act rather than one based upon reality. She knew these things and how to captivate and take control of such a male and she also knew that Ted was just such a male. Ted became excited at the prospect but was very nervous as well. Clair was skillful and had him change while she left the room only to be nearby in case he needed help. In fact she had a hidden camera that allowed her to observe the client to see how experienced they were also to record their moves for whatever purpose she may need later. She saw how easily and quickly he put a bra on telling her he had a lot more experience than he pretended. He also knew how to deal with buttons on the back, something no male could possibly know unless they had worn and put a dress or blouse on by themselves and more specifically a button down the back dress. Yes just as she had suspected and hoped, he was a dyed in the wool cross dresser. She smiled to herself asking him how he was doing. "Oh just fine I will be out in a minute." When he came out she smiled a surprised you look pretty kind of smile and had him stand while she walked around him examining him. "Your pretty smart for a guy, most guys aren't smart enough to figure out some of these things you are wearing and how to get them on." "Oh well, I watch and learn." "I see that, I like that in a guy." "Thank you," he said submissively. "Ok well right off now that I see you I want to make a few minor changes to bring out a more feminine look. So first let's get your dress back off just for a minute." Clair helped him take off his dress and then his slip. She noticed his dick running up the front of his panties and mentioned it which made Ted turn all red again. She explained that real women did not have such bulges and that it was important for the look to have a smooth front and she would show him how to do it. Well like all sissies in drag the drag makes them more submissive and more obedient so he allowed her to continue. She showed him how to twist and tuck his penis pulling his panties back up snugly and having him see the difference, he like all sissies, loved the more feminine look. "Now you will get used to doing this and the feeling very fast. You can practice at home so you're good at it for when you come back." He wasn't planning to come back was he? After all this was just a onetime thing wasn't it he thought. "I REALLY love the way the panties fit you Ted, they look so sexy. Ok let's have you put on a body briefer. It will give you better hips and butt and narrow your waist just a little bit." Clair helped Ted put it on touching him here and there as she did making him succumb to her feminine powers even more. He was getting a dry mouth and his breathing was not exactly normal. This was neat stuff to him and he liked it a lot. She then decided he needed nylons on. Ted had never experienced the feel of nylons. He had worn and ruined a pair of his sister's pantyhose but never real nylons. The feeling was super. "You know Ted if I was you I would shave my legs. You would be amazed at how nice these feel over shaved legs. You know really you might want to consider shaving your entire body, all of these things feel much better over a smooth body and most men do shave their body hair today anyway." "They do?" "Oh yes hairy body's went out of style years ago but men keep these things secret to get a jump on their buddies. That's how they get more women and they don't want to share, yes your just not in if you have hair on your body. So before you come back next time Ted shave your body and practice tucking ok?" "Ok, I will," Ted said without realizing he had just committed to something. "Good I already can't wait, you're so hot it's going to drive me crazy until you come back," and she reached over and kissed him while rubbing his bottom. Ted was so hooked he didn't have a clue. Next she put his slip on and dress and heels and then a wig. She sat him down at a makeup table and did his face and his nails. Finally when she was all done and he looked perfectly feminine she walked him to a full mirror for his review. His eyes nearly popped out of his head, he was so amazed at how he looked. This is what he had tried to accomplish when he was at home but lacked the talent and resources to achieve it but now Oh WOW! "So what do you think? If you were born a girl would you have looked Ok?" "Oh wow yes I think so what do you think Clair?" "Well first its Miss Clair young lady and second I think you make a much better girl than you do a boy I am sorry to say." "Really, you do? Why do you say that?" "Ok I will be honest with you. Some guys should have been born girls. It's not their fault and it's a mean trick to play on most of them. And it's just obvious to me you would make a much better girl than a boy. You have that natural knack that girls do like putting on a bra or a button down the back dress and just look how beautiful you are, you're amazing as a girl and just...well...so...so as a guy you know what I mean?" "Well sort of but what did you mean by most of them, a mean trick on most of them?" "Some can be saved they can learn to spend some time as a girl not just dressed as a girl but living as a girl." "Oh really, that's interesting...not that I would want to but how do you do that?" "I help them. I teach them girl things, you know all those magical things that girls do and know about that boys don't? Then I help them do actually girl things in real life in a safe nurturing environment." "But I mean what do they do that are girl things?" "I take them to my flat and teach them how to be maids; we go out shopping as two girls things like that." Teds mouth was so dry it seemed as if sand would soon start coming out it. His voice got shaky and quiet and slow. "Do you think that would be good for me?" he said as if in a trance. She moved close to his ear and nibbled on it and said, "Yes Ted I do I think it would be very good for both of us. But you would have to be a good student and do exactly what I say. I know what needs to be done to help you Ted and you don't so you'd have to trust me and obey me, are you willing to do that Ted?" "Yes...yes...I do...I will." "Ok good girl, now it's time for you to go and I want you to wear these things back to your flat so you have them. No one will recognize you and it will be fun to pretend as you walk back wont it Ted?" "Yes but I ca..." Clair put her hand over his ruby red lipstick covered lips and said, "you have been out in public before dressed like a girl haven't you Ted?" "Well yes but that..." "And you still think about it don't you?" "Yes but..." "And it was one of the most fun things you ever did when you were practicing to try to be a girl wasn't it?" "Yes but it was scary and..." "Did you look anywhere as pretty as you do now?" "No." "And did you have someone like me that was an expert to help and advise you?" "No." "And do you want my attention and help?" "Yes but..." "Then you're going to do exactly as I say or I won't ever see you again." "Yes." "Yes what? How are you supposed to address me?" "Yes Ms. Clair." "Very good now you may leave and take your time walking, girls don't take boy steps and we will work on that next time but now you must go home and take special care of these clothes. You will be paying me for them." Ted left as told leaving his male things behind including his keys and wallet. Clair knew it but so much the better, he would have to return to get them forcing him a second and then a third walk. All designed to humiliate and captivate his feminine submission. Ted left in a daze, his dick was being caressed by the silken panties, his legs by the nylons and by the slip. The air under his skirt was addictive and also took attention away from what he was actually doing...going out in broad daylight on the streets of London in full drag! His heart rate was elevated...a lot! His breathing was erratic and shallow and he thought a few times this may cause him to faint, oh that would not due! He could not be taken to a hospital in a foreign land wearing women's things now could he? He had to get things under control, he had to do what he was told he thought and everything would be Ok. After all hadn't Ms. Clair told him this was what he needed and that it was good for him and that she knew what she was doing and all he had to do was obey. He was obeying her and trying to walk like a girl. But just as he had tried before he was not walking like a girl but some weird walk. The streets of London were just like those of any other large and busy city though this was a Saturday and the streets had a lot more home bodies on them than business types typical during the week. They were in a slower mode than what one would find Monday through Friday but none the less occupied in their own personal lives and not paying much attention to what or who was about them. It was nine blocks to where Ted had a hotel room and by the time he had covered 3 of those blocks his heart rate and respiration had slowed considerably then it happened. Some guy let out a wolf whistle and Ted snapped around to see who. Something any respectable real girl would have outwardly ignored and inwardly thrilled at! He knew it was a mistake as soon as he looked. The guy smiled at him and tipped his hat which brought the heart and respiration rate back up into over drive immediately. Ted was scared and tried to concentrate on getting down the block and fortunately for him the guy did not pursue. A few more blocks and things returned to normal heart and respiration wise and soon he was outside his hotel. He entered with some relief that he had made it and got in the elevator to the fifth floor and it was then that he realized he had no key. He simply could not go to the desk and ask for one, he knew he could not fake his voice. Heart and respiration back into over drive. As soon as he reached his floor he hit the lobby button and went back down not even exiting the elevator. He quickly exited the Hotel and gave a sigh of relieve that he was not recognized inside not that he would have been but Ted was experiencing a lot of new sensations at the moment and many of them made no sense, no sense at all. As he approached the block before where the guy whistled at him he stopped and panicked. "What if he approaches me this time?" He thought about it and decided to detour. This would add 3 more blocks of travel exposing him even more but he just had to do it. Clair knew he would be back for the keys and she did not want him to have a chance to change his mind and ask for or even demand his male clothes so she put his keys in an envelope and wrote, "here's your keys sweetie, hope your enjoying your walks, see you tomorrow had to run out, don't know when I'll be back" and taped them to the outside of her door. So when Ted reached her business his hopes were destroyed in an instant. He had fully intended to change back into his male clothes. Now he had to make the trek once again and his feet were starting to hurt. Clair had not put him in flats or even low heels no she put him in 4" heels and now that was becoming an issue. His feet were cramping making him walk at a much slower pace. He held the keys in his hand and reflected on his situation. He was simply going to have to try to look even more feminine now that his exposure time was increased. He tried to see how other girls were walking and acting and started to mimic them on his now 12 block walk back home. He managed to keep his elbows in close and sway his hips slightly more realistic. He was really starting to get into it even with his feet hurting when suddenly a lady bumped into him. He had been looking down to avoid eye contact and she was looking over her shoulder and POW! He nearly fell but didn't. She apologized and he just smiled and nodded his head back at her but it drew attention from everyone around him and they all looked. This made his heart and respiration rate climb again but within two blocks it was back to normal and Ted was beginning to accept his fate. This time he entered the hotel without near the interpolation as he did the first time and got in the elevator. Just before the door closed a large Black man entered and went to push the button but he to was going to the fifth floor. When he saw it was already activated he turned to Ted and smiled and said, "Good day madam I see we are on the same floor, maybe we can get to know each other better." Teds heart nearly jumped though his mouth and it had already dropped open far enough to allow just an event. His eyes flared and he shook his head NO. The Black gentlemen was surprised at the reaction and thought it strange that such a response would come from his suggestion. Ted knew the reputation Black men had for wanting white women and he could only imagine this man trying to kiss him and then do other things to scary to imagine. When they reached the fifth floor the Black gentlemen stood aside to let the lady out first and then lingered to watch her walk the hall and choose her room. "Room 505" noted the Black men and then went to his. Ted entered his room and nearly fainted from the encounter. Strangely he did not immediately take off his things though. Instead he went to the only mirror in the room the one in the bathroom and inspected his appearance. It was still very pretty he thought and so he went back to the small living area and decided to practice sitting. He brushed his skirt under him sat and tried to cross his legs at his knees but had difficulty in doing that. He finally forced them to cross but it was pretty uncomfortable so did not keep them that way long. He then started to think about what had happened and felt his dick twanging in the panties. He leaned over, reached behind and felt his penis head poking out behind his legs and began to rub. Oh how wonderful it felt and as he rubbed he considered his day. It was so exciting and scary and he rubbed faster and faster until he shot his load in his panties. Within seconds he felt his sexual clock reset and this time it made him angry. He did not want to lose the feelings; he wanted it to stay as it was. Soon he became very uncomfortable. The clothes were restricting him, his dick as hurting his feet were killing him and he went to his bedroom and undressed. He realized he had make up and nail polish on so he went to the bathroom and washed it off. Well sort of. He could not seem to get all of the mascara and eye liner off. His eyes still had a darker line under them and the eye lashes looked darker and longer than before. The nail polish was an entirely different story. He could get that off with soap or shampoo. What the hell was he going to do? Going out in public in bright red nail polish was a trip into disaster. Well he thought he could wait till tomorrow re-dress and walk back to Ms. Clair's and get it taken care of...wait a minute he didn't have any makeup and he had washed that off. There was no way he could pass as a girl without makeup. He was screwed. He jacked off four more times before the next day and once again in the morning. This was just simply the most sexually charged situation he had ever been in. He decided to wear the panties and bra under some male clothes and keep his hands in his pockets as he walked back to Ms. Clair's. The walk went well and he arrived at 10:00 AM sharp. Ms. Clair was pleased to see him and asked him to tell her about his walk home. He did and she loved it. Of course all of it was being recorded. She pressed him for his true feelings and if she didn't like what he had to say she would tell him to try again and tell her how it really was. Ted learned to exaggerate bit to please her. But the fact was he had enjoyed it and was now ready for more. She understood this and took him to the dressing room but this time stayed with him. She was very pleased to see that he had decided to wear the panties and bra and complemented him for doing so. She soon had him fully dressed and made up. She coached him on walking but saw he was going to need a lot of practice and then coached him on speaking. That too was a long ways from being good. They sat and talked like two girls for a bit which Ted thoroughly enjoyed and then Ms. Clair said, "Ok let's go." "Go where?" came Ted's surprised reply. "Well we don't want a repeat of what happened yesterday do we?" "No but..." "There are NO BUTTS, I told you we would go out shopping and that's what we're going to do, we'll get you some things so you're not stuck between a rock and a hard place again, don't worry I won't let anything happen to you sweetie." Clair led him out the door and they walked for many blocks ultimately coming to a ladies accessories shop. They went in and Clair selected a purse for Ted. It was pretty feminine pink one, not a shoulder bag and not a clutch but one he would have to carry by the strap in his hand. She had placed his wallet in her purse and now took it out and opened it up and handed him the credit card and told him to pick out a ladies wallet. Ted picket out a plain brown one but when he looked at her she shook her head. Next he selected a white one but she shook her head again. Final he found a pink one and she nodded her approval. She told Ted to pay for them. Ted panicked and turned red. Clair told him to settle down and do what she said or she would walk out and leave him there by himself. Scared as could be he did as told and when they were outside breathed a sigh of relief. "See Ted no one knows they all think you are just another beautiful girl which you are by the way." The two walked down the street with Ted feeling a lot more confident. The confidence came from more time in skirts in public as well as having Ms. Clair there to protect him. When they came to a department store Clair led them in and to the makeup counter. "Hi Liz," "Hi Clair, who's this with you?" "Don't you think she's pretty?" "Yes very, some of your work?" "Yes but this one's sort of special. I think she has great potential." Ted was not getting the conversation right off but it was slowly making sense to him. This must be where she brings her trainees and this lady knows the score. His heart rate was climbing as he was afraid of what was going to happen. "His name is Ted and he's a real sissy let me tell you. He has agreed to go through my sissy maid training and we're starting tomorrow. But right now he needs all his makeup and nail things." "Who's paying?' "He is? "Ok good. Come here Teddy boy and sit down and let's see what you need. You really need to do something about that name Clair, I mean come on Ted for a such a pretty girl," they both giggled. Liz was the top sales girl in that department and a lot of her sales depended upon the transformation clients that Clair brought to her so she paid special attention to the sissies and their needs. She treated them with respect, being positive and being complementary as well as educating them in ways to make things easy for them so they would work. After all makeup to a sissy was as captivating as the feminine clothes were. The scent, the feel, the appearance all affected the male psyche together. When they left the store Ted had dropped nearly $300.00 and his purse was full of girl things from nail polish to makeup to removers. But most importantly the thing he feared the most, being rejected by women, was no longer as big a fear. There was his wife of course but that was a different matter, she was not, well, like a woman per say, she was his wife and therefore different. He knew he could NEVER tell her because she would most certainly divorce him and who knows what. But here in London the girls were accepting him, they thought he was pretty, they wanted to help him adjust to being a girl and learn girl stuff, way to cool for him to think about anything else. They walked back to Clair's place at a very leisurely pace talking, well mostly Clair talking and Ted when he knew no one could hear him. He felt comfortable but excited. But mostly enjoyed being treated like a girl and let into girl circles where he could finally learn the feminine mysteries that had avoided him for so many years. His confidence grew to the point that he could and did confide in Clair. Telling her about his younger years to which she just smiled and said "I know sweetie, I knew you wanted to learn about being a girl and had tried it, I can tell, you know. But don't worry sweetie, were going to help you with all of that, I promise." "So you don't think I am too weird, Ms. Clair?" "Not at all sweetie, you're just a normal guy. You know about 80% of all guys have tried on girl's things at one time or another." "Really...what about the other 20%?" "Well there the real men, they do and think and act only manly." "So that means I'm not a real man?" Ted said it with regret and question. But Clair knew she had to humble him and put him in his place or soon he would satisfy his sissy urges and then be hard to control until the mood hit him again. "Well what do you think Ted, I mean look at you. Do you look or feel like a real man?" "No I guess not I mean not right now anyway." "Look sweetie, the real test of a real man is a man who thinks, acts, looks like and does like a man. Since you were a boy you have known that you were, well not a real man, but a sissy, a boy who should have been born a girl. I bet you have always admired women and liked them for their ideas, looks, clothes and things they did right?" "Yes, I always did." "Well, see you have it right there." "What do you mean Ms. Clair?" "Real men don't think that way about women, they think of us as sex objects, they want our clothes off, they don't want to know what we think they simply tolerate what we think to get what they want which is sex or a meal." "But that's not fair to women!" "No its not and that's why you're so special sweetie. You appreciate women and we appreciate you. Did you notice how nice Liz was to you? She liked you right off, she could see you were the best kind of male the sissy kind and she liked you. She will always be your friend because she knows you appreciate women, what we do, how we are and you don't just want to use us." "So does that mean you don't like real men?" "No it does not mean that. I'm a real women and I need a real man now and then. We use them too. We use them for sex or more specifically for their hard cocks," she laughed. "What it means sweetie is that I would want a sissy boy like you to be around me ALL the time and real man for a few hours a few nights a week and then get away from him before he uses or tries to control me, that's what real men do. But like I said, they are good for one thing, well maybe too, it can be fun to spend an evening with one and watch him try to impress, have a good meal and a movie or a dance at his expense." "Wow I never knew women thought that way. It's so interesting being... well...a girl. I mean a pretend one but you know what I mean, don't you." "Of course I do and it's just as much fun for me to teach you to be a girl too. We girls like to help each other out you know, look out for each other and share things, guys don't do that." "No they don't, I can't tell you how grateful I am that I met you Ms. Clair." "Well the feeling is mutual but we need to discuss a new name for you, Liz was right, you're certainly not a Ted well at least in a dress you're not! Is there a feminine name you like?" "I like yours Ms. Clair!" "Well I don't think it would work to name you Clair, silly. We need a very feminine name for you, sissy boys need especially prissy girls names. How about Lexie?" "Lexie...I guess." Ok Lexie it is, Ted is gone and Lexie is here! Let's add Elizabeth so it will be Lexie Elizabeth Jefferies, we can go down to the registrar's office tomorrow and have it legally changed!" Lexie came to an abrupt halt and his jaw dropped open. Clair saw it and laughed, "Just kidding silly...we can wait a week or two! No I'm just teasing you; your new name will be just between us and Liz of course and maybe a few other ladies that you meet." Ted noticed the "other ladies" Clair mentioned. It excited him a bit, being discovered so to speak by women who accepted him was exciting and fun, maybe there would be more. When they got back to Clair's she told him she wanted to teach him how to curtsey. She said, "Not many real women do it much anymore but a sissy must learn to do it for sure." "When will I use it Ms. Clair?" "You will curtsey to me and any other lady you meet, when you greet us, after being given orders and when you leave. It's the proper way for a sissy to show respect to a woman. It also symbolizes the sissy is inferior to a real woman which is important for you to learn and remember. You must always remember you place is to serve women and their guests and a curtsey is a show of your knowledge and acceptance of that place." "Oh Ok then I must learn it, I want to always show proper respect Ms. Clair. And I know that women are superior to me and I have so much to learn I hope I can learn it all Ms. Clair," Lexie said with sincerity in his voice. Clair liked that, she liked that a lot. Some sissies were much better students than others and Lexie was going to be a great one she felt. She showed Lexie how to curtsey and had him practice until he had it down pat. She clapped when he was done which was sort of silly but it was designed to make Lexie feel good about his curtsey lessons and it did. She told him to practice every chance he got that a curtsey was a work of art and the only way it could be executed properly and perfectly was through practice. She suggested he might wish to say, "Yes Ms. Clair" or "By your leave Ms. Clair" as he did it. He liked that. Then she told him that he needed to pay for the things she had given him including the clothes he had on. He gave her his credit card and she ran it. Clair doubled the price on the clothes but since she got them at a discount it did not raise the retail price much. She did have to make a living after all. She told him it was time for him to leave but to take a nice bubble bath and shave his body and to get cleaned up for work in the morning and to be back at her place right after work was done and she would begin his domestic training. She told him he was really going to love that because it was what real girls were all about. He was again sent home is a dress, make up and heels. As he was about to leave he turned to her and with eyes down cast executed a perfect curtsey saying, "By your leave Ms. Clair." She gave him a huge smile and said, Excellent Lexie Elisabeth, I can't wait to train you as my personal sissy maid now get before I don't let you go!" Lexie was so pleased with himself that he had a huge smile on his face. He felt that he had really pleased her and what more could a sissy want or for that matter a male want? But this was so special, no sex, no desire to have sex with her, just the satisfaction of pleasing her pleased him. He made it home without realizing he even walked the nine blocks. He got all the way to his room and that same Black guy came out of his own room just before Lexie got to hers. He called out to her and said hello again. Lexie looked at him and just smiled and gave a little wave and went into her room. She was walking on air and really did not want to take the clothes off. But she rembered what Ms. Clair had told her. Still she waited until 9:00 PM to get undressed, take a bubble bath and shave. She put on her men's pajamas and they felt horrid! She took them back off and put her panties, bra and slip on wearing them to bed thinking she would just have to ask Ms. Clair for a night gown. Like every other sissy in the world she had experienced the feel of women's things and once felt a sissy could never forget how nice that feeling was. Oh he may have to wear men's things but given a choice it would be feminine thing's for sure, they just felt that good on a body. He had noticed that Ms. Clair was right about them feeling even better on a cleanly shaved body. The next morning he wore the panties, bra and nylons under his work clothes. He loved how they felt and even the adventure associated with them as he worked. He noticed what every woman was wearing that day and the nicely dressed ones stood out because he not only noticed them but imagined hself in their outfits. He could not wait until he was done calling on clients so he could get to Clair's. He knocked went into her studio and she greeted him with a not so happy look. It scared him and he asked, "What's wrong Ms. Clair, did I do something wrong?" "No sweetie, I just forgot how bad you look in men's clothes and without makeup on, let's get you changed right away ok?" Suddenly Ted felt discomfort dressed as Ted. He didn't like the way it made Clair look at him. She took him to the dressing room where laid out was a beautiful French Maids uniform. Lexie liked the way it looked and even felt the material as a real girl would. It felt special. "That's for me," Lexie exclaimed with joy? "Yes my dear it is, do you like it?" "Oh yes its beautiful." "I am glad you like it because you will be wearing this uniform or others like it for you domestic maid training. Wearing the proper clothes for the task is important to help you learn. It makes you more in the mood so to say. Now let's get you into it and some makeup on so I can look at you and smile again." Clair was carefully telling him he was accepted as a sissy but not as a man. This was important to his psyche. She needed to get him to dislike himself as man and to love himself as a sissy. The feel of the full petticoats brushing against him was fantastic and he was now swishing as he walked. This did indeed give him a more feminine walk and Ms. Clair mentioned it. "Tonight's lesson will be on protocol. You will learn how to set a table and serve." "Yes Ms. Clair." The next two hours were spent teaching Lexie how to set a table and how to serve Ms. Clair and any guests that may be at the table. Lexie loved it and enjoyed the time with Ms. Clair. When it was time to leave she told Lexie that he needed to change before leaving. He was quite disappointed that he had to take off the pretty maids dress and wonderful petticoats but to his delight he was given a plain working maids dress and slip to put back on. The dress was a light grey with white trim and a white apron went with it. She also provided him with a white maids cap to finish off the uniform. Clair had no intentions of allowing him to return back to his hotel room as a male but she did not want the pretty uniform compromised nor was it prudent to send him out dressed so obviously sissy. He was also given a pair of white ladies shoes that would work for the working maids uniform a pair of two inch heels and more comfortable. The funny part about the plain maids dress as opposed to the Fancy French Maids dress with all of its lace and petticoats was that it was even more humbling. It made him feel even more defeated and sissyish. It surprised him that this simple dress would have such an effect but Clair knew that it would. She knew how each type, kind, color and texture of feminine wear had different effects on a sissy and used them to her advantage. She knew that a males mind adapted instantly to what he thought of something. So when put in a humble working maid's uniform he instantly adapted to that uniform setting his mind to the level of a working maid which in the mind of a male was a very humble and subservient position completely without power. He did not have his purse so Clair found one of her old ones and told him to use that for his male things. It was at this time that he mustered up the courage to ask her about a night gown. She smiled at him and left for a moment and returned and said, "here you can take mine It has not been washed but since you have been a perfect sissy and student I will give this to you as a reward. You can fit it in your purse. Now tomorrow when you come you better be wearing this dress and have your makeup on I really don't want to see you as that horrid looking Ted again Lexie and I mean it. I can't hardly stand to see one so pretty dressed so ugly as Ted! It's just so phony, you belong as a girl or rather a sissy maid and that's the way I want to see you and remember you, is that clear?" "Yes Ms. Clair, by your leave Ms. Clair, Thank you Ms. Clair, your wonderful Ms. Clair, all while giving a curtsey for each phrase." Clair smiled broadly at his appreciation and loved having him as a student. She had trained many males over the past seven years and but only a few of them were really fun to train and she became quite attached in a feminine dominant way to them and Lexie was already her most favorite. Lexie went home and once again ran into the Black Man in the hall, this time he was getting on the elevator as Lexie was getting off. Lexie ws feeling so spry she just smiled at him and waved and went on. She kept her uniform on till bed time and then changed into her new nightgown one that was permeated with Ms. Clair's scent. It was wonderful. The next day when Ted got home from work he quickly changed into Lexie and walked to Ms. Clair's place. This night he was to keep on the working uniform and learn how to clean house. Ms. Clair was so glad to see him as Lexie and not Ted, it was very obvious and the message was ingrained in the weak males little mind. The training went on each night and then all day on the weekend then the following week. But Friday was a huge disappointment for both of them. Ted had to travel back to the US and would not be back for two weeks. Ted had acquired a certain amount of female clothing and could not leave it in the hotel room and Clair was adamant that he must keep it and take it with him. He wanted to anyway so did. But he had forgotten what he was wearing when he went though security. He had on a bra, panties, garter belt and nylons and it was one of those full body x-ray machines. The guard, a female, winked at him and whispered, "nice undies", sending Ted into a deep embarrassment, he quickly moved out of the area to avoid any more confrontation. When he got home he knew he had to hide his girl things which were quite a bit. Makeup, wig, clothes, purse and shoes. He rembered how he did it as a kid and thought the same idea would work. There was a sort of closet in the garage attic and it would make a great place. His wife never went up there so it would be safe. He lowered the steps and got it all done in plenty of time before Anna got home. They kissed and Ted wanted to get her in bed so fast he couldn't stand it. "Wow your horny, what's stimulated you so much?" "Oh I've just been thinking a lot about you and how much I appreciate you. You do know how much I appreciate you don't you?" "Yes I know honey, is there anything wrong?" "No, no nothing at all why do you ask?" "Well you're just a little to lovey that's all." "Oh I'm sorry I just love you so much and I want you to know it. I don't want to be like real... I mean other men that just take advantage of women and their wives I want to appreciate and understand you." "Ya well Ok but your just fine the way you are, are we going out for dinner?" "Ya sure hon where do you want to go?" "Oh let's get something fast I'm tired and I am sure you are too with all that traveling." They went to bed as soon as they got home and she noticed he had shaved his body and asked him about it. "Well everybody is doing it now, I mean hairy men are out so I thought I would try it, what do you think?" "Kinky, very kinky, I do like it you're so smooth and I like that." Ted spent a lot more time caressing his wife that night and less time fucking her. She loved the attention but still sensed something was different though she could not put her finger on it. Ted slept like a baby and slept in longer than normal in the morning. "Honey, did something happen while you were in London?" "Why do you ask?" "You seem different, not bad just sort of well...really attentive and that's out of character for you, so did something happen?" "Well maybe, I mean I guess, well it's just that I was talking to some people and they were saying how a lot of men just think of women as sex objects or maids and don't really appreciate them. I got to thinking about it and well I don't want to be like that and well maybe I just want you to know that I do appreciate you and you're not just a sex object or maid to me!" "Anna looked at him and hugged him saying, "Oh I do love you and I know you don't take me for granted. When do you have to go back to London?" "I have to leave Sunday." "Why? Why so soon? You were supposed to be here two weeks" "Well were down a guy so I have to go." "Why are you down a guy?" "Mr. Cummings pulled Bob Jasper off of travel service and so we are down a guy." "Why did he pull him off?" "No one seems to know but Bob has become sort of his office assistant. He's always around Mr. Cummings now. Totally not what he was trained for or what his experience is in but that's what happened." "So what, did he request it or how is he so lucky not to have to travel?" "I don't know and neither does anyone else and I have not been able to talk to Bob to find out." "Humm, I run into his wife Brenda all the time, we shop and go to the same beauty shop and other places so we run into each other all the time, she's pregnant I know so maybe that's it and its temporary but I'll see what I can find out." "I don't think that has anything to do with it, the scuttle but is that it's a permanent position." "We'll I'll ask Brenda and see how he got it and maybe you can get something like that too so you're not gone all the time." Ted had the rest of the week to relax a bit and as it went on he was missing Clair or more accurately dressing up. He had a very strong urge to get into soft feminine clothes...of his own. One day After his wife left for work the urge to be a sissy overtook him and he quickly almost feverishly transformed into Lexie. Oh it felt so wonderful, he was so happy to be a girl again. He fluttered and sashayed around the house. Then the urge took hold of him to explore his wife's things. He went to their bed room and got into her stuff. He tried on her panties and bras, the bras were a little small for him, then her skirts. He noticed right off that anything on his lower body was nearly the same size as his wife but the upper body was a different story, she was smaller there than he was. This frustrated him because there were so many pretty things he would like to have seen on himself that were just too small. Same with her shoes, way to small for his feet. Ted was a small guy only 5'7" tall which was a distinct advantage when trying to look like a girl over tall guys. Just not much a 6' 2" guy could do to pass for a girl but Ted could and he was glad. Fortunately he had the things he had brought back from London to wear. He practiced his curtsies and his walk and his voice telling himself he had to do these things or he would be in trouble with Ms. Clair. Ted had learned, like most sissies, to transfer his desire to being forced by someone else, it was easier on his male ego that way. After all, he HAD to do these things because Clair SAID so. An hour before his wife was due home he changed and removed his makeup and nail polish. "Hi honey," he said to his wife when she came in. "What's that smell? It smells like nail polish remover?" Ted may have been pretending to be a girl but he did not have the acute senses that women had and never would. "Oh ya I used some of your nail polish remover to remove some glue, I read on the internet that would work so I tried it and it did, how was your day?" He replied hopping his wife would drop the inquest! "Oh it was fine I kept thinking about you all day and wanting to get home early but JoAnne had problems again and I had to help her." The next day when Anna left for work Ted rushed to put on a pair of panties, nylons and his bra. Then he headed off to an adult book store. He found a selection of magazines that appealed to his taste and need for more than just being dressed. They included: "Forced Womanhood", "Sissy Maid", "Feminized Husbands", "The World of the Male Maid", "Sissy Training", "Transformation", Cuckold Lifestyle", "Prissy Sissy", "Sissy", "Transvestites", "boy Girl Weekly", "Transvestite Training", "Call me Sissy" and "Fem Dom Marriage". Fourteen magazines in all. He approached the checkout counter and a woman behind it took the pile and started to add them up. The bill came to $202.00. She looked at him several times as she added them up. "Guess you're quite the sissy huh?" "Yes Ma'am." He said as he turned four shades of red one of them actually glowing. "Well hope you enjoy them sissy boy." "Thank you Ma'am." Ted said as he hurried out breathing erratic and heart beat elevated. As soon as he got in the car he ripped open the plastic on "Feminized Husbands and opened the cover and went through the pages. "Oh Wow, all of these wife's making their husbands into girls." Oh he could not wait until he got home. He almost hit a car which scared him and he slowed down a bit. Once home he rushed in threw off his male outwear and got into sissy wear. Then he looked through the magazines. The pictures both photo and art were just so fascinating. All these weak willed sissified males and all the strong powerful wise females who were controlling them. Just what he dreamed about and moreover just what he wanted and needed! It was all way to exciting and soon he was on his belly reaching behind and between his nylon covered legs rubbing his dickette through the silken panties. A difficult way to climax but one so enticing it was well worth the extra effort and cuming this way made him feel more feminine. Just before he came he blurted out, "I need to be made into a full time sissy maid, I need to be made into a full times sissy maid," over and over until he came! It cooled him down for a bit and he changed back into male wear knowing his wife could be home soon. It was not very long though and his reset sexual clock was ticking again and he decided to cook dinner for his wife. He started dinner and fussed with setting the table as he had been taught. He had on apron and pretended he was wearing his fanciest French Maids uniform. It was fun and exciting and he was having a blast when his wife came in. "Hi hon what are you doing?" "What's it look like, I'm cooking dinner for you." "Yes I see that...you were serious weren't you...I mean about respecting me." "Yes honey I was, I want you to know I care for and admire you so I will prove it to you by doing things you can see and will appreciate." "That really is sweet of you Ted." The rest of the week Ted spent getting dressed up the moment his wife left the house reading his magazines and jacking off, when Anna got home he would cook dinner. He also was doing laundry and cleaning the house more and more each day. Anna loved it; it was nice to not have two full time jobs. When Ted got to the "Cuckold Lifestyle" magazine it really caught his fancy. As he opened the cover and went through the pages here was this beautiful blond girl fucking a handsome Black man with a huge hard cock and her husband standing beside them dressed as a sissy maid holding a tray with two drinks on it. The picture totally captivated him. "My God that is so sexy, so proper, what could possibly be better for a sissy maid than to serve his wife while she entertained a real man!" Lexie had to rub her panties right away as she stared at the photo. It took seconds for her to cum and then something strange happened, her sexual clock did not reset. She was still in full submissive sissy mood and started to read the article associated with the photo. It told how happy the wife and the sissy husband were. How much better the wife's sex life was and how pleased she was with her sissy maid cuckold husband. It said the sissy was the happiest he had ever been. It went on to tell how she trained her sissy cuck and how she found her Black lover. A normal man would have found it humiliating and even maddening if his wife took another lover especially an interracial lover but this sissy did not and neither did Lexie. She was totally fascinated and turned on by it. When she finished with that article she turned the pages to see more and more sissy cuckolds and their hot wives fucking real men, every story seemed to be a success story and accented how well it was working out and benefitted their marriages. Ted knew this is what he needed but alas, he Knew Anna would NEVER go for it and even the mention of it would result in an instant divorce. Still, he turned back to the first one with the Blond and the big Black stud and dreamed it was he standing there in the sissy French Maids uniform and his beautiful Anna taking that hard Black cock. He jacked off three more times to the photo, more than he had ever done before. He made this the first and last photo he looked at each day until Sunday morning came when he had to leave. Everything had been hidden away in the garage attic except for a few things he was taking back with him such as his maids dress, shoes, pair of panties, bra, nylons, makeup and wig. He kissed Anna good bye and left for London. As soon as he got there he got a room changed put his makeup on and went right to Clair's. She was very glad to see him and even more glad to see that he was made up and in a dress. He curtsied and then smiled a huge smile at her and said, "Oh Ms. Clair I missed you so much, I can't stand not to be in my maids uniform and serving, I just can't stand it." "You'r such a good little girl Lexie I am so proud of you, come tell me all you did while you were back in the states." He told her everything, every little detail of his conversations with his wife, his feelings about her, his fears and the magazines he bought. Then he asked her if it was wrong to buy them. "No sweetie it was not wrong, they helped you be more of a girl and dressed up more and think more about being a sissy maid didn't they?" "Yes Ma'am very much so." "But Ms. Clair why was I so drawn to the wife who was cuckolding her sissy husband, why did that effect me so much?" "Because you're a sissy silly, your strongest desire is to please, that's your duty that's what is in your heart. You know as do all other sissies that their wives need a real man to be truly satisfied so it's a very unselfish and loving way to show you love your wife and want her to be happy. Remember Lexie the ultimate pleasure in life comes from seeing others happy and satisfied so why wouldn't you want to see your beautiful wife with a real man as her lover? I can't understand why every husband would not want that but some are rude and selfish and I am so glad you're not that way Lexie." "So it was good for me to think tha