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Go have your privacy. Don't worry tonight we only sleep." While ominous
I understood the implication and stood up, then bent over put my hands on
his face "Thank you for this adventure," I said and kissed him on the
lips. A few months ago I won a significant lottery that was now giving
me the chance to live out my fantasy of becoming a woman and a wife
overnight.
As I woke up I became aware of his body pressed up against mine in the
bed. Reflecting on the night prior I was amazed at how quickly it had
become so easy to find myself sleeping in the same bed as my husband.
After giving Jeffery a kiss I kind of floated up the stairs to our
bedroom. I was in this strange blissful world all of a sudden. Looking
in the mirror I again reveled in the caress of my dress, the smooth grasp
of my pantyhose, and the shoulder length hair on my head. Not a wig but
my hair, and the fact that I was not hiding, I was living in the open and
for all intense purposes this was who I was and would be. Smiling I did
just as he said and took a shower. Looking in the dresser I found a
quite matronly flannel night gown with a high collar and lacy cuffs. It
came almost to my toes and it made me feel warm and safe. Crawling into
bed I waited.
Not more than 10 minutes later Jeffery came into the room. Standing in
the light of the bathroom I watched his silhouette as he removed his
clothing down to his boxers. He was very muscular, a workers body. Then
I was in the dark as he was in the bathroom with the door closed. I
listened as he brushed his teeth, used the toilet (which made me realize
I would sit to pee for the foreseeable future) and ran the sink. The
door opened and I forced my eyes closed trying to pretend to be asleep.
When the light was out, the mattress moved with his weight. I wonder how
heavy he is, I thought to myself. Then his breath was on my neck.
With a soft baritone "good night squeak" then he kissed my head and
rolled with his back to me.
In the morning he was spooning me. One arm over my waist. I tensed up.
Good lord, I am in bed with another man, in a night gown, and I swear I
can feel his morning arousal against my bum. His breathing was steady
and relaxed. Deep and soothing. Slowly I relaxed and decided to just
accept the moment. "You asked for this Amy," I said to myself quietly.
"Did you sleep okay," he said as he slid back a little.
"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you, but yes, I did not realize how tired I
was," I replied.
To which he just kissed my head again. "Amy would you please go down and
make the coffee and get the paper out at the gate. I will be down soon".
He said
My first thought was you get the paper but realized that this was
probably a test and figured over time he would probably back off the
little woman routine, if I proved myself.
"Yes dear," I said trying not to sound too snarky.
Getting up, I straightened my gown and started for the door, only to be
stopped by his voice again, "You seem to have forgotten something haven't
you?"
Puzzled I looked in the mirror, flannel gown, my toes peeking out under
the hem, what? I thought.
"What are you to wear at all times?" he asked.
Did he really mean pantyhose? Even in my night gown? "Pantyhose?" I said
"Go ahead," he said watching me.
I went over to my vanity and opened a drawer that I had found the
multitude of pantyhose packages in the day prior. Searching I found a
pair of durable Haynes daily wear control top hose. As I headed toward
the bathroom to change he stopped me again and said no, put them on while
I watch. I had never had anyone see me do this before, but I did not
have a choice. Sitting at the vanity I pulled up the hem of the gown and
exposing the white panties I had worn to bed the night prior. Slowly I
gathered the first leg and placed my toes in the stocking. As I slid the
second leg in I realized I was going to have to stand up and expose
myself to him completely. Still he watched. With the gusset at my
thighs I took a breath and stood up. I was just about to pull them up
completely when I decided that if he wanted a show I would give it to
him. It was time he saw just what his "wife" was. Looking at him I
slipped my thumbs into the band of my panties and slid them down to my
thighs, my little member was suddenly on full display. He turned
crimson.
"Jeffery, while I don't mind you watching me dress, I think you need to
understand all of my body is not female." Then I reached up and pushed
my testis into the pockets in my body, pinched the head of my penis
between two fingers and folded it back between my legs. I slid my
panties back up and then the control top of my pantyhose. Looking in the
mirror I pushed my front with my palm and wriggled a little to get things
comfortable. I dropped my night dress into place and without another
word walked out the door.
The screen door banged as I stepped out onto the porch. I immediately
regretted not looking for a sweater. The morning breeze was cool and
while long the flannel of my night gown did not keep me very warm.
Holding my arms around me as I walked down the driveway, I realized how
glad I was to be wearing the pantyhose after all. They kept my legs cozy
while my flats did nothing to keep my feet warm. Just as I grabbed the
paper from the box a white Prius drove by and honked at me. Startled I
turned and hurried up the drive. As I walked the wind whipped my hair
into my eyes. While long hair was exciting, I was realizing a new
condition of my womanhood. "My kingdom for a scrunchy," I said, and then
started to giggle. What a girl I thought.
Standing on the porch was Jeffery "woman you are going to catch the death
of you. Get in here before you get sick." He scolded as he opened the
door for me. Then as I slipped past him he swatted me on the butt,
causing me to yelp out a squeak. Once in the kitchen I gave him a scowl.
"Who is the woman that drives the white Prius?" I asked. "She honked at
me and waved when I got the paper."
"Oh that is Marjorie Jackson from the church group. If she saw you, then
the rest of the county knows that Mrs. Nicole is officially in town," he
said chuckling.
"Wait, who else knows about me?" I asked.
"Most of the town are aware that I got married. In fact at church many
have expressed how excited they are to meet the woman that stole me away,
of course on Sunday they will get their chance," he stated with a wry
smile.
"This Sunday? Oh my gawd Jeffery, how can I possibly go to church with
you as your wife? I mean, they will all know my secret. We will be
laughed at. How can I do that? Jeffery! I am scared." And I began to
cry and sank into a chair at the table racked with sobs. Then my husband
did the most wonderful thing, he came to me and wrapped me in his arms,
kissed my forehead and told me that I am a gorgeous woman and no one
would ever laugh at me and if they did they would not be able to eat for
a month because he would break their jaw. I looked up into his beautiful
grey eyes.
"How can you call me a beautiful woman after what you saw this morning?
I found now I was ashamed of my vulgarity in our bedroom ?Oh Jeffery I am
so sorry for what I did this morning, you have been so understanding and
accepting of my flights of fancy. You have taken me in, made me your
wife and shown such affection. I am awful. Please forgive me.?
?There is nothing to forgive.? he said ?In fact I want to thank you. You
reminded me of just who you are. You have forced me to face that while
this started as a means to an ends for me, I now am faced with
realizations within myself.?
With new tears I asked, ?What realizations, that I am a freak, not a man
or a woman. I am ugly and confused??
?No my dear, the realization that regardless of what you may have between
your beautiful legs, and they are beautiful, that I see you as a woman
completely and...? He stopped.
?Be careful Jeffery, I am very fragile at the moment, these damn hormones
are changing me, what you say next be sure you want to say,? I warned.
He took my hand and brought me to my feet, then leaned down and kissed
me. Not a peck, or pretend, but a deep passionate kiss. ?My adorable
Amy, my squeak, it has not even been two days but I can?t deny that I
think I really am falling for you. Your vulnerability, you are like a
little girl seeing the world for the first time. And I want to show it to
you. I want to protect you. I won?t say it yet but if keep feeling this
way I think I am falling in...?
I stopped him my leaping up and wrapping my legs around his waist, my
arms around his neck and kissing him as hard as I could. ?Don?t say it
yet Papa Bear, not because I am not there too but because I want it to be
real, not infatuation,? I said. He looked at me and smiled, then set me
back on the ground. ?Very well Mrs. Nicole, then I will have 4 eggs and
white toast for breakfast,? he said and swatted my butt again. This time
I smiled and stuck my tongue out at him. But went to the fridge to get
his eggs.
About an hour later I stood on the porch, a shawl pulled around me and
waved at my husband as he drove away. The kiss goodbye was not forced,
or part of the contract but I meant it. He had made me feel amazing. I
was really getting to live my fantasy and it was so much better than I
could have ever believed it could be. I took my coffee up to our room
and giggled at the thought of it being ?our room?, mine and my husbands.
Holy cow I was a married woman! Married to a very handsome masculine man
that I was falling in love with. Yes, I could feel it. It was almost
like our made up story, over one weekend in Las Vegas we met, fell in
love and married. I knew exactly what I was going to do now, use that
amazing bath. As I settled into the water, my little red toenails
peeking out, I couldn?t stop smiling, I was so happy and was having so
much fun. I shaved my legs and decided that it was time to move the
laser treatments down to my pubic area. It was time to become
permanently smooth down there. Looking at my poor little penis, I
started to feel some regret, it was definitely getting smaller from all
estrogen and progesterone I was taking. What would it be like after this
year when I went back to be a man, a man with a tiny smooth penis? This
made me realize that I may be going too far too fast. I stood up and
slipped out of the bath. Taking a towel and instead of wrapping it
around my chest, I put it around my waist like I did as a man. I pulled
my hair back into a low ponytail and forced myself to walk with a male
gait to the mirror. Staring back at me was a creature that was not
unlike a prepubescent girl. Small budding breasts but not boobs. Next
thing I was picking apart my appearance. Finding all that was male and
realizing it was fading. I went to my vanity and removed my nail polish,
then went to Jeffery?s dresser and got a pair of his boxers. They fit
horribly but they were male. Looking in the mirror again I began to cry.
?You are a freak? I said to myself before going down the stairs dressed
in his boxers to get more coffee. Once down stairs I decided this was
stupid immediately went back to dress. Suntan Pantyhose, a denim jumper
dress with a floral brocade, and my hair in a now proper bun I decided to
do the laundry and then see what to cook for dinner.
Unbeknownst to me, I was being watched all morning. Mr. Johnson had
installed cameras in the house. They were only turned on when I was
alone. The purpose was to monitor me to ensure I was living up to
contract. That at all times I was feminine, that I never acted, dressed
or pretended to be male. All of which I had just violated, and now a
portion of the punishment clause was going to be enacted. While I was
sorting my husband?s laundry, phone calls to a clinic where being made.
An appointment for surgery was being paid for. Specific instructions
given. When I was brazing the pot roast before putting it in the crock
pot. Jeffery was being called and told that he would need to pick me up
at the clinic after work. Finally, when I decided that I would explore
his shop, a van was dispatched to go pick me up with two large men
inside. I was slowly swinging on the tree swing, enjoying the new found
pleasure of the breeze up my skirt on the swing. Loving the site of my
white Keds on my nylon covered feet as they came forward. Looking up as
the gate opened I saw the silver van come up the drive. My first thought
was to hide but then I just figured, why, I guess it is time to meet our
neighbors. I stood and walked out to the drive holding my cardigan
around me, with a smile on my face. But when the sliding door opened and
two large men got out I turned, grabbed the hem of my dress and ran.
Coming to, I was in a hospital bed and my chest felt like it had been hit
with a sledge hammer. Groaning I looked to my left and saw Jeffery
sitting in the chair next to me. He stood immediately and took my hand.
?Oh sweetheart, why couldn?t you follow the rules for a few months until
you were ready for some changes?? he said with a sad look in his eyes.
?What did they do to me and why?? I cried my hand going to my groin. I
could feel my small bulge and relaxed a little then looked down. My
chest was covered in a blanket but it was tenting upwards. The
realization hit me like a ton of bricks. I pulled the blanket down and
was greeted by a compression bandage around my chest. A compression
bandage holding two very large breasts. They had given me breasts. I
passed out.
Johnson smirked and said to Jeffery, ?If he had put the towel on like a
woman I would not have been forced to do this but as you can see he
didn?t and now he will have no choice or be forced to be indecent.
Remember he asked for his feminization. He truly is a strange man.? He
never saw it coming. Standing over Johnson after slapping him so hard he
fell to the floor my wonderful man told him, ?She is a woman. One day
she may have opted for implants, but this way was wrong. She is still
coming to grips with her new life. Also she is my wife and if you ever
lay a hand on her, directly or indirectly again it will be you waking up
in a hospital.? Then he went back to my room and waited for me to be
released.
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