Dreamscape The Conclusion
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There is something magical about wearing a dress. I don't know what it
is but when I put one on it feels special. I wish I could find a woman
who could appreciate the fact that I like feeling pretty and vulnerable
and maybe I enjoy the one who needs to be protected. It's a fantasy, I
know, but I can dream. Speaking of dreaming it's time for bed.
I put on my nightie because I can. No-one has to know and it feels so
nice. That night I have a strange dream. I feel like I run into an
alternate version of myself. A very female looking version. You have to
help me, she says. "My wife is driving me nuts, all she seems to think
about is sex!"
"How can I help?" I ask.
My other self says, "Please just change places with me."
A wife who loves to have sex, what a dream this is turning out to be, so
I agreed. There is a flash and I see my regular body waving goodbye and
saying thank you. I feel myself wake up. What a strange dream. At least
at the time I though it was a dream.
I feel myself wake. There is a large muscular arm across my chest with
it's hand on my breast. As my eyes focus Wait, I have breasts, rather
large ones being mashed by this arm. Where am I and who is this person
sleeping next to me. I turn my head and see someone with short hair and
a muscular back snoring away. I tremble in fear thinking that I am now a
woman who is sleeping with a man.
The person next to me starts to stir. The hand gives my breast a squeeze
and moves down into my panties where it starts toying with my penis.
That doesn't help clear things up as I start to become hard from the
manipulation. Whoever it is seems to know my body quite well.
There is some moaning from the person as the form moves to climb on top
of me. Now I see that this person is not a man but a very large,
muscular woman. She slides my stiff member into her moist sex and starts
sliding up and down. Instinctively I buck my hips with her motion. Her
hands mash into my tits. I hear myself moan with pleasure. The
sensations were overwhelming and amazing.
After a while She cums and rolls off me as she sighs with pleasure.
Turning to me she says that she appreciated that I was more involved
then usual and it was great. Then she gave me a shove and slapped my
butt and said that I should get breakfast going.
I hurry off. The house looks somehow familiar. I head toward the
kitchen. It seems my body knows the morning routine as I make breakfast.
I hear the shower running. As I finish up my wife returns wearing a
towel around her waist. Her modest breast stand firm on her impressive
body. She doesn't look like a weight lifter but it is clear that she is
very strong. She towers over me bending over to give me a kiss.
I say good morning hun as she sits down and I set the breakfast in front
of her. I can't help but stare at her amazing stature. She ask if I'm
upset that she came down straight to breakfast without getting dressed
again and explains that she is hungry and will get dressed afterwards.
I go over to her and rub her shoulders and assure her that I'm not mad,
I just love seeing you. She seems a little confused and returns to
eating. I continue my rubbing her shoulders. She says that I seem to be
in a good mood today. I tell her that I am. After she finishes she
mentions that she will be bringing some women from work over for dinner
tonight and hopes that will be OK. I tell her that will be find.
Thinking about it for a moment she says that it would be nice if I wore
a dress as well. That catches me by surprise. I say a little shocked
asking, "You want me to wear a dress?"
My wife now gets defensive. "Listen Jimmie men have been wearing dresses
for all of history! It's not an unreasonable request. My dad would never
of been seen in slacks. Is that that unreasonable for a woman to ask her
man to look pretty for her? I'm lucky enough to have a male husband and
a rather attractive one as well! I'm the woman of the house and I wear
the pants around here!" I can hear the frustration in her voice.
I cuddle up to her and say, "Don't worry, I'll wear something pretty.
I'll make your friends very jealous of you." She pulls me in close. "I
don't know who you are or what you did with my husband but I think I'm
going to like it," she says jokingly as she kisses me on the top of my
head. "I need to get ready for work. She heads off to get dressed
I clean up from breakfast and soon she returns dressed in her work
clothes. Somehow I knew she was a construction worker. I kiss her
goodbye and she heads out the door. After she leaves I notice that she
left her lunch. Somehow I knew this happens ofter and I would need to
take it down to her at work but I can see in my mind where I need to go.
This should be an interesting outing.
I get cleaned up as well. Checking out my clothing, it is obvious what
is mine and what is my wifes due to the size difference. I am a little
disappointed on the number of slacks in my size but there are a few
dresses. I try one on that shows off my cleavage and my legs. With
everything going on I finally realize that I have a full head of very
long hair. I pull off the hairnet that held it in place overnight
letting it cascade out. I pick out a matching pair of pumps. I dance in
front of a mirror admiring my delicate features. This is a dream come
true.
I feel like I'm still asleep, this is too good to be real. I head toward
the living room and turn on the TV to see if I can confirm my
suspicions. I will be heading out in the world in a dress and heels, but
it still doesn't seem real. Flipping through the channels I see mostly
butch looking women. When I do see a woman in a dress it seems mostly
for comedic effect, though it seems to be a popular meme. The men were
all in dresses and skirts. There was a lot of sexual innuendo directed
toward the men.
Well this didn't calm me down. It was clear that women were universally
taller and stronger then men and men were sex objects for women. What an
extreme difference from my old world. As I seem to be unable to wake up,
I'm beginning to think this is not a dream.
I'm still not sure if this is real or a dream, either way I am
determined to go out dressed up. I head to the bathroom where I apply my
makeup. Pleased with the results I grab a purse and my wife's lunch pale
and step out into the world.
My heels click on the pavement as I sway my hips. I spot women turning
around after I pass to get a second look. It is a dream come true! A
group of teenage girls, each still taller then me, slapping my rear as
they go by. They are amused by my squeal as they run off. A woman walks
by me and says girls will be girls as she snickers and moves on. I look
back at her seeing her turn her head quickly thinking I didn't notice
her checking me out.
As I head into town I hear catcalls as I walk by. I can feel the eyes on
me. My heart races. While being leered at by women was a fantasy, now
that it is real I am seeing the other side. While I am enjoying the
attention, I have yet to see a woman who I could fend off if she made an
unwanted advance. I feel the helplessness. Though I do feel safe with a
crowd of people around me.
Heading into town the crowd increases I start realizing women are now
more frequently bumping into me, brushing my rear and breasts. I get on
the subway, there seems to be a crowd of women around me. When the crowd
is thick enough I start to feel squeezes on my rear end. It is clear
that more then one person is doing this. As I exit out of the subway,
two large women work me into an out of the way corner. Without and exit
one places her arm on the wall behind me.
"Hay baby, do you want to party?" one asks as both leer at my breasts.
The other brushes her hand on my arm.
"I'm sorry," I stammer out. "I'm just taking my wife her lunch." I have
no idea what they will do to me. I fear if I resist they might just beat
me up and there is nothing I could do.
"Oh come on, you know you want it you sexy little slut!" the first says
as she grabs my jaw and give me an open mouth kiss. Her tongue probes
inside my mouth. During the kiss I feel the hand of her partner grind
into my breast. "Yeah baby come-on, your already getting me wet! At
least give us a head job." The other says.
"All right break it up!" I hear as a police woman approaches. "What's
going on here?" she asks with an authority in her voice.
I am released from the womans grip. "We didn't do anything Officer," one
says. "This whore here was leading us on trying to pick us up!"
"That's not true they..." I started to say as the officer put her hand
over my mouth.
"Get on out of here," the officer said. "And don't let me catch you
molesting men on my beat." They run off and the officer turns to me.
"Sigh, girls will be girls are you OK sir?"
"They were trying to rape me!" I said a little furious. "What does that
even mean?"
"Oh come on, that is a serious charge. Anyway how can a woman rape a
man? You know the law if you get hard it's consensual, if you don't,
it's not sex. Now you better get going before I come up with a reason to
run you in. Not that I wouldn't mind doing a strip search on a cutie
like you," she says with a mischievous grin. She slaps me on the rear
sending me off. For the first time I am starting to feel what it is like
on the other side of the power dynamics.
Finally I make it to the construction site where my wife is working. All
the workers start hooting at me as I approach the gate. The guard
approaches the gate with her arms folded She looks down at me and asks
what she can do for me.
I say that my wife Jane forgot her lunch again. Her eyes go right to my
cleavage. "Well Jimmie, I'll tell her you here. My you're looking sexy
today." She turns and yells for Jane saying her bombshell husband is
here. All I can do is blush.
Jane approaches the gate. She seems a little shocked. "Wow you look
great!" she says as she approached me. Looking down into my eyes she
continues, "You know I do have a break coming, how about we go to the
tool shed?"
I smile back and say sure. Her arm wraps around me as we head off. The
other workers start hooting and adding their commentary. Several asked
about getting a HJ.
"HJ?" I ask.
Jane tells me, "You've never of a head job Before? You have lived a
sheltered life."
"I guess I have," I reply. She closes the door of the tool shed, then
turns to me as she drops her pants and underwear. I get on my knees as
my tongue works on her sex.
Her hands dig into my hair as she moans with pleasure. "I don't know
what has gotten into you but I never could get you to give me a head job
before. I like this new uninhibited you!" Before she gets off she
reaches up under my skirt and pulls down my panties, my member pops out
already stiff. She pushes me down on a chair as she straddles my hips.
After a while we cum together. She tosses me a towel to clean up with as
she pulls up her pants. "That was amazing, what's the occasion?" she
asks.
"I just wanted to drop off you lunch," I replied.
"But you never came into the tool shed, despite my pleas," she said with
a grin.
"Well I do love my wife." I gave her a kiss. Even though I just met this
woman this morning, I feel a deep connection with her.
I pulled up my panties and pushed down my dress as she opened the door.
There was a cheer from her co-workers as we exited the shed. I tried to
smooth down my disheveled hair. Several of my were requesting head jobs
but with the help of my wife I made it through the gauntlet. She
escorted me to the gate and gave me a kiss before sending me off home.
Her hand reached around and squeezed my rear. I loved the feel of her
touch. Before today, I would of enjoyed the random women grabbing at me,
I even would of enjoyed the two women who tried to molest me. Now I am
only interested in being with one woman. My Wife and bread-winner. I
feel so safe and loved in her arms.
Before I left I asked if I could go shopping for some more dresses and
heels, Jane gave me a smile and said how could she say no. I gave her a
smile and headed off downtown. It was obvious she was the hero of her
co-workers as they got to live out a fantasy vicariously through her.
As I walked down the street heading back toward the subway, I barely
noticed the large car that left the job site shortly after I did. I say
the limo stop a short distance down the street in the direction I was
headed. My head was so full of emotions that it really didn't register.
As I approached the vehicle the rear window descended. A woman in a suit
called out to me.
"Hello Jimmie, can we talk?" she asked.
"Who are you?" I replied.
"Excuse me, my name is Samantha Parks, but you can call me Sam. I'm the
owner of the construction company that your wife Jane works for." She
reaches out with a handshake.
"How do you know my name?" I ask as I shake her hand. Her eyes scan my
body.
"I make it a point to know all my employees and their husbands. Please
let me give you a ride."
As I was not used to all this walking in heels I decided to take her up
on the offer and got in the limo. She handed me a drink. "Please," she
said as she handed me. "Now where can we take you?"
I accepted the drink and took a sip. "I was just heading downtown to do
some shopping."
"I know just the place!" she said and leaned forward to say something to
the driver.
"Nothing too expensive," I said before taking another sip.
"Don't you worry your pretty little head, I've got this," she said.
On the ride we made small talk, which after what happened this morning
helped me relax. I finished my drink and she offed me another one. She
was very comforting to be around. We were driving around, it seemed like
we were going in circles, soon my head started spinning.
"I feel funny," I said.
"Don't worry, we are almost here and you can lie down," she said in a
comforting voice.
"Lie down?" I said weakly. "But I thought I was going shopping...."
The car stopped in front of a very fancy hotel. The woman driving got
out and opened the door. Samantha got out and helped me out as well.
"You can rest here for a while until you feel better.
"I'm OK, I just feel funny," I said groggily I could feel an erection
start to form under my dress. What was happening to me? Was there
something in the drink?
Samantha escorted me into the fancy hotel and to the check-in desk.
"Here for your afternoon nap?" the woman at the desk said with a bit of
a smirk as she handed over a key.
"Yes and make sure I an not disturbed," Samantha said.
"Of course! We are always very discrete," the hotel clerk said as I was
rushed to the elevators.
At the floor I was helped to the door and into the room. Groggy but not
tired I headed toward the window. "Wow what a view!" I said.
Not topless Samantha steeped in front of me, her modest breasts stood
firm on her chest. She undid her belt and dropped her pants. "That's not
the view I came up here for."
"What are you talking about?" I asked a little shocked.
"I told you, I like to know my employees and their husbands, especially
the cute ones. You always dressed so frumpy that I never noticed you, I
won't make that mistake again," she said leering at me as she started to
unbutton my dress. "There are a couple of other husbands I may have to
reconsider."
"You'll never get away with this!" I protested.
"Get away with what? I dropped you off and came her for my afternoon
nap. I have wittinesses, my driver will back up my story and the clerk
will give her usual story that I came up by myself, you must of sneaked
in trying to blackmail me into giving your wife a raise. Which of course
if you say anything, I will have to fire her. It's a shame but there are
plenty of qualified women to take her position," she explained as she
pulled off my dress, bra and panties. With a stroke on my penis it
started to get erect. "I see the special drink I made for you is
working." She dropped her shorts and put her hands in my hair and pushed
my head between her legs. "You better be good, Jane's review is coming
up and I don't want to engage disciplinary actions for her having sex in
the tool shed."
It sounded like she had all her bases covered I didn't know what I could
do but oblige. I used my tongue to stimulate her. I could feel her
getting moist. After a while she pulled me away and threw me on the bed.
By now the drug she gave me made me rock hard as she rode me until she
climaxed, her hands mashed into my breasts.
After climbing off me she said, "I think I'll have to put you in the
regular rotation." She started to get dressed.
"What? Regular rotation? What do you mean?" I asked rhetorically.
"Boy you are dumb even for a boy. I'll spell it out. Have sex with me
when I request it and Jane gets to keep her job. Try to cross me and I
will crush you under the legal system. Even if you do manage to get
solid evidence, I will bankrupt you two with legal fees! Do you
understand that cutie with the big boobies?" She grabbed my tits
tweaking the nipples.
I gulped as the situation sunk in. "Yes, but I can't walk around with
this." I pointed to my still stiff organ.
"Of course." She pulled out her cell phone and hit a speed dial number.
"Janice, the drug worked very well, do you want sloppy seconds? Great,
meet me in the bar when you're done." Turning to me, "Janice will take
care of you."
There was a knock at the door as the chauffeur came in. "He's all yours.
Don't take too long I have a meeting this afternoon."
"Very good Ma'am," the chauffeur said as she tipped her hat.
Now dressed, Samantha left as the chauffeur dropped her pants and headed
toward the bed. She played with herself on the way as she gave me an
evil grin. I just looked at her with fear.
After the driver finished with me she instructed me to get dressed and
get out of here.
"Can I get cleaned up first?" I asked weakly.
"Go ahead but make it quick."
I headed into the shower. The driver followed me. "What are you doing?
Can't I have a little privacy?"
"I need to make sure you clear out of here in a reasonable time, and I
don't mind watching a pretty boy like you shower. It's one of the perks
of the job. I'll even make sure your boobs are clean if you like."
"No thanks I'll manage," I said stepping into the streaming water
closing the curtain.
She pulled the curtain back. "I told you I need to keep an eye on you,
we can't have you trashing the room."
Embarrassed and drained I gave in and let the leering woman watch me
shower. Drying off afterwards I headed back and got dressed. The drivers
eyes never left my body. After I was ready she shoved me out the door,
made sure it was locked and escorted me to the elevator. On the ground
floor I was pushed out the door.
"Now get going and remember what you were told." She headed toward the
bar to meet her boss.
I staggered out the front door. I could almost hear the women who were
passing by snicker as the assume what just happened. I just headed home.
The cat calls I found amusing this morning, now just bounced off of me
as I ignored them. I was even numb to the grabs on the subway. I just
wanted to get home.
Getting home I started dinner. I wanted everything to be perfect for
Jane. What started out as a dream world has turned into a nightmare but
I will endure. Finally Jane came through the door. I ran up to her and
gave her a big hug, she hugged back.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"I'm just glad to see you," I replied not letting go.
"So what happened?" she continued.
"I don't want to talk about it. Let me just get you your dinner and make
love to me afterwards," I said heading into the kitchen.
"A man who doesn't want to talk, but wants to have sex? The world really
has turned upside down but I could get used to it," she said sitting
down at the table.
I wanted to tell her the whole story but I knew I better keep my mouth
shut. I knew she needed this job and I needed to do what I had to do. At
least I could show her love and affection at home to make up for my
forced transgressions.
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