A daydream
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Do you ever like to lay back and fantasize about being feminized? I do.
I wonder what would happen if, one day, my wife decided that she prefers
women? What would she do? Maybe she suddenly realizes; she wants her
husband to be submissive and feminine.
Maybe she formulates a plan.
To start, she starts slipping doses of strong testosterone-blockers into
my morning routine. She tells me they're multivitamins, they'll keep me
healthy. While we're on the topic, she encourages me to work out more,
she instructs me to go to the gym every day. She encourages me to focus
more on my butt and core. She tells me I'm looking sexy, and makes me
feel confident.
************
Time passes and I settle into a routine, but I'm starting to get a little
confused; my body hair is thinning slightly, and my skin is getting
softer. Despite the regular visits to the gym, my workouts seem to be
getting more difficult lately. My clothes are fitting better, though, so
I guess I must be doing something right.
My wife seems to like the progress I've made, too. She starts initiating
sex more often. She loves touching my body, and she prefers to take the
lead in the bedroom, which is a nice surprise. There's just one small
annoyance; I'm having a little more difficulty getting it up lately...
************
A few more weeks goes by, with more of the same. I'm almost never able
to keep a full erection during our lovemaking anymore. It's a bit
embarrassing. My wife doesn't seem to be bothered at all; every night,
she holds my head between her thighs and has me eat her until she's
satisfied.
I'm feeling really frustrated with my workouts; the last couple months,
I've actually had to lower my weight limits! Still, though... I'm
thinner than I've ever been, and my weight has been dropping steadily.
I've lost so much weight that I'm practically swimming in my clothes.
My wife tells me not to worry; she'll pick out some new clothes for me.
She also took the liberty of finding some pills, which may help with my
performance both at the gym and in the bedroom. She innocently offers
two little pills to me. I take them without a thought.
I keep at it, determined to improve. These new clothes she bought me fit
kind of weird - really tight in the waist and thighs, and a little too
loose in the chest and butt. Still; they fit better than my old clothes,
and the tightness isn't so bad since they're nice and stretchy. My wife
dumps my old clothes straight into the trash.
************
The new pills my wife bought me seem to be working! I have a lot more
energy. I've started running, and I'm able to run a lot further than I
ever thought possible. Even though my erections haven't come back yet, I
can feel a huge increase to my libido. I eat her out enthusiastically
every night; she makes an amazing mess, and her moans are so sexy. When
she runs her fingernails along my skin, it feels much more sensitive than
it used to. Her fingers running through my hair feels absolutely
electric.
Speaking of hair, I really need a haircut. I almost went out and took
care of it yesterday, but my wife told me to wait a while longer. She
says she likes longer hair styles. I wonder when she decided that?
************
My gym clothes have been fitting a little better lately. I can't seem to
bench worth a damn, but my chest is feeling a little more swollen, again.
It's finally filling out some of the looseness in my shirts. My pants
are also starting to fit like a glove, nice and snug. It hugs me when I
walk.
Now that I think of it, I'm feeling absolutely fantastic, ever since my
wife doubled my vitamin dose! She says I'm due for yet another small dose
increase, starting tomorrow.
************
My skin feels sensitive all the time, now. My body feels horny all the
time, but oddly enough my erections have stubbornly refused to come back.
If anything, my cock actually seems a little smaller. Maybe it's just
my imagination. Sometimes my wife tickles it, and the sensation is
electric, but it never responds.
She's started grabbing my butt more and pulling me close when we kiss.
She looks at my ass when I walk by. She runs her hands up and down my
chest - like she used to, when I was benching my max weight. Sometimes
she tweaks my nipples - they've seemed really puffy and swollen lately.
It makes me gasp when she plays with them; I never used to do that!
************
I complained to my wife again, about my erections. I feel guilty, I just
can't seem to get it hard anymore. I swear lately it seems tiny, from
disuse! My wife laughed and told me to try something. She pulled out
her vibrator and turned it on. She brought it down to my tiny cock and
pressed it to the tip. I just about jumped out of my clothes. She put it
back in her drawer and told me to use that if I need a hand.
Speaking of clothes, none of my old clothes fit anymore. My wife was
able to find some new ones for me that fit way better. They seem to flow
with my body when I walk. My hips seem to sway a little more than they
used to, I think I've put on some weight in my outer thighs and hips.
Maybe my muscle is bulking up again!
My waist is looking nice and tight, and my stomach is flat and smooth.
Maybe too smooth; I definitely don't have the same shape in my abs I used
to, and my body hair has thinned and lightened a ton. You can barely see
it anymore. My skin has gotten soft and fine.
My hair has gotten really long. I don't know how guys are supposed to do
anything with long hair. Enough is enough, I asked my wife and she made
an appointment with her favorite hair stylist for me; maybe she'll be
able to provide some suggestions.
************
If you ask me, this hair style turned out a little girly. I didn't want
to upset anyone, so I've just taken to wearing it in a pony tail.
************
I'm so full of energy, I run almost everywhere now. When I do, I can feel
my chest bouncing and shaking. It doesn't seem quite like it used to.
Sometimes I press my fingers into the flesh, and it doesn't seem like it
should be this soft and full. I wonder if I strained something or I'm
retaining water.
I've just about given up on weight lifting, anymore. My arms are so thin,
and I've had to step down to some of the smallest weights they have. I
make up for it with leg lifts and yoga; I've actually found some newfound
flexibility that I never enjoyed before!
My sex drive has got me climbing the walls. I'm just not getting any
satisfaction, even though my wife gets off every night. Sometimes she'll
humor me by climbing on top and grinding her dripping pussy against my
useless, tiny dick. It gets me all worked up and it still feels amazing,
but no signs of life from my little guy.
Last night when I got a little emotional, my wife comforted me and said
she has an idea. She got on her tablet and spent some time shopping after
that. She told me not to peek.
************
A package arrives on our doorstep, and my wife grabs it, running upstairs
without a word.
After she disappears, I'm feeling horny again and sneak upstairs. I
reach into her drawer and pull out the vibrator she teased me with. I
turn it on and look at it, while it buzzes in my hand.
This is so embarrassing.
I reach down with it and press it to the tiny nub of flesh between my
legs. My senses immediately crackle to life and I let out a moan before I
realize what's happening. I fall to the bed and squeeze my thighs
together. It feels so good.
My cock starts to grow hard. It's finally happening! My erections! It
feels harder and tighter than it's felt in years!
I look down at it, expecting to see my old monster again. There it is;
it's rigid and tight and hard as a rock... and it's only an inch long.
It's absolutely tiny.
And it's like a lightning rod for pleasure.
I reach up with one hand and start kneading my chest. It feels extremely
soft, and there are a couple tender lumps behind my nipples. That makes
me a little concerned for a moment, but the sensations as I pull on my
nipples and massage my breast make me forget about it for now.
I hear a noise behind me and instinctively switch off the vibrator,
trying to act innocent. My wife is standing in the doorway, wearing a
sexy short skirt and a black latex bra. She asks if I've been a bad
little girl while she was away.
Girl? What's she talking about? Is she feeling kinky?
Remembering my tiny erection, I open my thighs so she can see my hard
little nub of a cock. "Look!" I tell her. "It's hard again! We can
finally do it like we used to!"
"Oh, honey." She shakes her head wistfully. "That's not going to do
anything for anyone. But I think I finally figured out how we can solve
our little sex conundrum."
I'm disappointed, but curious.
She describes how some men who have erection problems can still get
pleasure by having their prostate milked. With the right pressure, a
loving wife can use her fingers to rub inside her husband's anus, forcing
the pleasure out of him.
I hesitate. Doesn't that seems sort of... girly?
She ignores the question. "Flip over," she tells me. It's not a
request.
I hesitate, but I guess I'll try anything once.
I lie on the bed, face down, with my legs bent over the edge. I feel so
vulnerable. I sense my wife's presence behind me. She seems to tower
over me. Was she always this tall?
I feel a cold, slick sensation against my rear. Oh! That's different!
My wife's fingers spread around the thick lubricant. She rubs the tip of
her finger around the entrance, teasing it. The tip of her finger slides
in just a little and I moan. I cut off the whimper and bite my lip.
That felt... surprisingly nice. Did that sound come out of me?
I relax a bit.
Her finger slides in without any discomfort. Then back out again. Then
in, slowly. Back and forth. Each time it slides in, my body jumps
slightly, unable to process the intruding feeling. It retreats for a
moment and presses again at the entrance. It slides in again, but feels
a little fuller. I look back; two fingers, this time. Still no
discomfort. I allow myself to moan again.
"That's nice," I admit out loud.
I feel her fingers curl slightly and press against a lump inside me, and
I gasp loudly. That's really nice!
She pulls her fingers out again. There is a slight pause, and then I
feel a slightly larger push against my hole. I bury my face. Must be
three fingers?
I force myself to relax. It slides in with a pop! and I exhale happily.
My chest feels funny, tingly and happy as it squishes and rubs against
the bed.
The thick sliding sensation continues and I'm really getting into the
rhythm. Each push bumps against my prostate and I can feel fluid leaking
from my tiny little hard nub. My wife places what must be her free hand
on one side of my waist, to steady me.
Then she grabs me with another free hand. Both hands grip my thin waist,
holding me against the bed. The thick intruder slides in and out a little
more forcefully.
Wait, what?! I cry out and look back, half in ecstasy and confusion. My
wife is standing behind me, both hands gripping my waist, thrusting in
and out of my ass with her new strap-on. I can barely make it out, over
the heart shaped curve of my ass.
"That's it," she breathes. "Relax and enjoy it."
I bury my head in the covers, moaning as each thrust carries her cock
against my button of pleasure. Fluid is leaking constantly from me. My
wife is grunting and controlling me and loving every minute of it.
"Yeah," she coos, "take it. Be my good little bitch." She releases my
waist and bends over me. She snakes her hands under my stomach and up to
my chest. She grabs my tits and squeezes.
"You seriously didn't notice you were growing tits, you sweet little
thing? All this time, and you thought I was giving you vitamins?" Her
demeanor shifts, becomes more demanding and she starts humping me more
forcefully.
"You were taking feminizing drugs you fucking bitch! I've been molding
you into my little maid for months! I hope you're ready to repeat this
little performance every night from now on, because I'm loving this new
you!"
She moans loudly and thrust harder. She seems to be getting off on this
even more than I am. I suddenly feel a rushing, warm, gooey sensation,
rushing through my veins. I cry out loudly and my tiny little clitcock
starts spurting and spasming. The orgasm fills my entire body, and my
wife joins me in her own shaking orgasm.
************
We lay, panting on the bed. My wife flops on top of me, her rubber cock
still entrenched inside me, and her body flattening mine.
"That was nice," she breathes. I nod in agreement, unsure what happens
next. I don't have to wait long. She slowly rises, sliding out of me with
a wet pop. My cock spurts one last jet of cum as it does.
"I'm going to need to you clean up," she says. "Go into the bathroom,
there's one more thing I bought for you. Come out when you're done."
I stand and walk to the bathroom, a lovely soreness permeating throughout
my body.
Inside, I see a plain brown bag. I open it and look inside. It's an
outfit of some kind. I pull it out.
It's a maid's outfit.
I hesitantly pull the panties on. It's a remarkably snug fit. Have I
really not noticed my body changing this much?
Next, I find a lacy black bra. I hold it up in front of me; 34C.
Seriously? No way. I hold the cups up to my swollen, soft mounds hanging
from my chest. Hard to tell if it's the right size or not... I struggle
with the clasps for a moment, finally opting to pull it on overhead. I
finally adjust it into place and marvel at my chest.
I have tits. Womanly ones. They seem to have popped up out of nowhere.
How could this have happened? They lift and separate and look perfect in
that bra. I would absolutely fuck the girl wearing this lingerie,
sporting these amazingly-pert breasts.
I lift the black and white frilly dress over my head, pulling it down and
smoothing the skirt. I look in the mirror. I am a sexy maid. There are
so many changes that seemed insignificant at the time, but added add up
to an amazing transformation; my long, silky pony tail. My thick lips.
Smooth skin. Round face and hips. Trim waist. Round, pendulous
breasts.
I find stocking and pumps in the bag. I figure out how to put them on and
take a few stumbling steps. This is going to take a bit of getting used
to.
I reflect for a moment; am I really doing this? Am I just going to submit
to this transformation? The old me never would have done this...
I walk - carefully - out the bedroom door. My wife is waiting for me,
with a feather duster and a bottle of spray cleaner. She hands them to me
curtly, and walks away as though I'm a stranger.
"Get cleaning," she says.
I obey.
The End
Dani
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