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Consequences of Cross Dressing by Cindy Johnson ([email protected]) My dilemma was that I masturbated all over mother's gown and nylons and I frantically tried to clean everything up as fast as possible. I was frightened that it would leave a stain and I didn't know what to do but after twenty minutes of cleaning everything with soap and water, I felt like I was in the clear. I put everything back where it I found them and ran to my room reflecting on what had just happened. I slept restlessly that night as I worried if my mother would notice anything. Nothing happened, and for the next few weeks I avoided going into her room so that I wouldn't even see her lingerie and have that overwhelming temptation to put on her clothes again. Over the next few weeks, I constantly thought about wearing her lingerie and how amazing it felt. I also had some bad feelings about wearing her things. The good feelings came with a feeling of guilt but the good feelings I experienced made me want to go back into her room and do it again. The temptation to dress in her things was overwhelming. For the next year I did occasionally go in there and re-live that event and each time the feelings grew stronger and stronger. By this time my brothers were out of the house and off to college it was just mother and I living together. I was 14 years old when they went off to college and mother and I were even closer than ever as I was all she had left to fuss over. I found myself in her room more often as I had more free time with everyone out of the house and mother away at work all day, to experiment and dress up. I was now comfortable putting on her pantyhose, panties, bras, and lingerie and started trying on some of her dresses and heels. At one point I would rush home from school every day and spend hours dressing and walking around the house in her things and having intense orgasms before I undressed and she came home from work. I thought I was careful in wearing her things and putting them back in the same place so that she would never discover I was wearing dressing in her clothes. One weekend I came home to find mother finishing up the laundry and putting things away when I found a pair of her panties in my underwear drawer. I didn't say anything and started wearing them to bed at night. The next week there was a pair of pantyhose in my sock drawer and I started to wonder if mother just made a mistake or was putting them there on purpose. It continued for several weeks until one night when we were eating dinner I mentioned casually that I had found some of her things in my drawers. "Mom, you must have accidently put some of your panties in my dresser drawers. Do you want me to put them back on your dresser or in the laundry?" "No need, baby. Let's just keep them where they are for now and next time I put the laundry away I'll take them out, unless you want me to leave them there?" she said with a sweet smile. "Why would I want you to leave them there, Mom?" "Sweetheart, you know I love you and whatever you do would never change that. So if you like wearing some of my panties or lingerie, it's OK. I don't mind and I think it's kind of sweet." I misjudged my mother and I got indignant and made a fuss and yelled at her. "How could you accuse me of such a thing? I can't believe it, that's stupid," I yelled. "Listen to me, you little brat, I've known that you've been wearing my things for the last year. Do you honestly think that a woman doesn't know when her things have been moved or worn? Moreover, I didn't even mention anything about all the stains you've left on my good things. I've left you alone and even tried to make things easy for you by leaving you little things to play with so you wouldn't have to sneak around. Don't you ever raise your voice to me or you'll regret it. Understand?" I didn't know what to say and just sat there quietly. We did not discuss it again that night and I stopped dressing in her things that afternoon. College Years Mother and I stayed extremely close and never discussed my dressing up again. When I went away to college I had grown a little but still only 5 foot 8 inches which is small for a guy and I never gained much weight, so I remained a small thin boy throughout college. Meeting girls the same height is hard when they are looking for big strong guys. Most girls aren't interested in small gentle beta-guys but are more attracted to strong Alpha males. What I did learn is that girls like to laugh and I was always told how funny I was. I developed a way to get attention with girls with my jokes and the knack I had to make them laugh. It worked for me and I was soon dating some of the best looking girls on campus. Other guys would look at me and the sexy girls I dated and could not understand how a hot girl would rather be with me. I had more girls after me then I can remember and became very popular on campus. I found a way to be happy and had some of the best years of my life. That is the time I met Grace, one of the sexiest girls I've ever met. Her beauty made me weak and just putty in her hands. I was in love with her and did anything she wanted just to be around her. She, of course, had lots of guys after her all the time and she had just broken up with Joey, an enormous bodybuilder guy when she started calling me to hang out. She loved how I made her feel and laugh. Grace loved being with me and we became a couple. Joey never got over her and openly asked her out in front of me several times, "Why are you with a little wimp like this when you can have somebody like me?" Grace just smiled and said, "You could never make me feel the way he does and you'll never understand." It made me feel so good and at that moment my size never bothered me again. I realized there were more important things to relationships then looks or muscle. Dating a girl on the rebound has its advantages but over a long period, the relationship can become complex. We were married just after graduation and I had an offer to run an IT department at a major media company. Grace got a job as marketing director at Sports Marketing and Consulting Company with international reach. The first couple of years of our relationship were amazing but over time we got busy with work our schedules, which made things difficult for us to have quality time together. My job demanded me being on call 24/7 and her job took her on trips for several days at a time, visiting customers. Recently Grace had to travel to Italy and Paris for over a week at a time. Because of our jobs, our sex life became infrequent. To be honest, over the last six months Grace had become distant and not engaged in sexual activity. She blamed it on being exhausted from the travel and long hours at work. I started to feel insecure as not being able to meet her needs and satisfy her as she was used to with other guys. You see, as well as being small in stature my penis was also on the small side. Grace never complained but I always felt she wanted more because she seldom came from intercourse and lately, only came after I performed oral sex after we made love. Her disinterest made me concerned since she was around powerful men all day long, either working directly for them or with the clients, which were also usually strong outgoing men. She was either out to dinner or some type of entertainment which kept her out late and tired when she came home after midnight or 3 in the morning. I never complained as I was just feeling lucky and blessed to have someone as beautiful and sexy as Grace for my wife. Once she started her week-long trips overseas, I saw one of her nightgowns on a hanger behind the bathroom door and I soon found myself exploring her enormous walk-in closet admiring her wardrobe, lingerie, and shoe collection. For some reason, the feelings I had before my college years came flooding back and I had all the old urges to touch and feel the silky material of her dresses and lingerie. That evening before going to sleep I took her long nylon nightgown off the hanger and put it on before getting into bed. Wearing the gown brought back all the old feelings I've kept suppressed and hidden. The urge to touch myself and rub the nylon over my legs and body were beyond my control. After not being with Grace for so long and frustrated, due to a lack of any relief, the orgasm I had that night was amazing, which lead to me thinking about spending a day in my femme mode once again. I told myself it would only be a one-time thing, and that would be enough. After getting a text from Grace as I was having my coffee, I called into work and told them I'd be working from home for the rest of the week which gave me lots of time to prepare for my day of a reunion with my alter ego, Amy. Grace said she was busy and working late with her team every night and was completely exhausted and couldn't wait to get back home. I felt bad for her having to work so hard and be out late with clients but I also was happy about having the week alone and exploring some old feelings and hobbies. As I had my coffee I browsed several sites for women's clothing and imagined ordering outfits that I would love to wear. After about an hour of this, I realized I was hard and excited again and had a great idea. With almost a full week to explore the past, I came up with a wild notion. If I ordered some outfits on Amazon Prime, I could have them tomorrow and dress up all week. Could I do that? Would that be considered, cheating on Grace? I pondered this for the next few hours after cleaning up the house and placing her nightgown back on the hanger. The feeling of the nylon and sexy lace helped me make a decision. I would do it. Order some things and dress up and get it out of my system. Before Grace gets home I can return or dispose of everything and nobody would have a clue. So, for the next several hours I shopped on Amazon and loaded up the cart. It was so fun to shop for feminine clothing and I got carried away as my shopping cart grew. Knowing my size and what looks good on me I ordered several dresses in different styles, leather skirts, skater skirts, tight skirts, silky skirts, sweaters, blouses, lace tops, 3 matching pantie and bra sets, Spanx for the tight skirt and dresses, 4 pairs of heels all 4" including a cute pair of flowered wedge sandals. Several pair of Wolford Pantyhose and some thigh high stockings in different shades and colors to match the cute outfits I purchased. I ordered all kinds of make-up for my skin tone. I found some adorable wigs and ordered 3 in different styles, along 3 purses, earrings, bracelets, belts, and all the accessories I could imagine. It was fun to create an outfit with everything to wear with it right down to the hairstyle and earrings. As I shopped I also came across some sex toys that were available for the next day delivery and ordered several toys that I could play with. Shopping for anything I could imagine was addicting and so much fun. When I was done the shopping basket came to almost $1600, which I placed on my credit card knowing Grace would never see the charge, as I did all the bills and managed all the money. The amount wasn't an issue as I saved a great deal of money as we both earned a great living in our positions. Nobody would ever know and I felt completely safe as I selected Next Day delivery and checked out. I also knew I could return some items that I might not like. Amazon is astonishing. I was able to shop for every style and item I needed and wanted at a great price, order it online and have it all the next day in complete privacy. I smiled as I planned how I would spend the week. I already called work and took a few days off and I would spend Wednesday through Saturdays Amy. I would have four full days as Amy Rose, I would pack everything up Sunday morning, clean up the house, and make sure that I left no evidence. I will pick her up at the airport on Sunday at 4 pm and bring her home to a nice dinner I'll have ready. With all my plans in place, I spent Tuesday shaving my body hair, taking a scented bath and excitedly waited for my deliveries to arrive. At 2 pm on Tuesday, the Amazon Prime Truck pulled in the driveway and delivered 7 large boxes into the garage. I was so excited and brought all the boxes down to the guest room in the lower part of our house. I opened each box and smiled as I carefully placed everything in the closet and the dresser drawers. The makeup, perfume, lotions, nail polish and remover, and I placed on the bathroom makeup table. I carefully placed the wigs on the marble counter top. The panties and bras I placed in the top drawers and the stockings and pantyhose in the other top drawer. The Spanx shape wear along with the slips I placed in another drawer next to the draw that now held the toys I ordered. I checked and everything I ordered was delivered in the correct sizes. I was so pleased when I tried on the heels and found that I selected the right size because it's so hard to order high heels without trying them on first but the ones I ordered would work perfectly. I prepared a salad for dinner, cleaned up the house, checked emails, sent Grace a text, and took care of all the errands I needed to complete for the week leaving Amy free to live and enjoy herself for the next four days. Tuesday night I took another scented bath, shaved again and put on some new lavender-scented lotion all over my body. With my blonde hair and a shaved body, my skin was smooth and subtle. After I was done and satisfied with my primping I sprayed a little perfume on my pulse points and put on some light makeup before selecting a pair of panties and a nightgown to wear for the evening. Needless to say, I didn't get much sleep as the feelings and sensations of nylon and the scent of perfume kept me excited. Thinking of all the outfits I would be wearing and being dressed 24/7 was stimulating and exciting. Finally, I got some sleep and woke up around 9 am, took a shower, shaved any possible signs of hair again, applied some lotion, slipped my nightgown over my soft scented skin, and went to the kitchen for some coffee. Sitting there in the red nightgown, panties, and a pair of heels drinking my coffee was amazing. I forgot how much I loved wearing these clothes and feeling so feminine and knew it was going to be hard to contain these feelings. It was as if I let the genie out of the bottle, the cat out of the bag, or opened Pandora's Box. I wasn't sure I could ever put these feelings and desires back in the box again and it made me nervous and excited at the same time. After my coffee, I went to the guest room downstairs and picked out a fresh bra and pantie set and sat at the makeup mirror in the bathroom to contemplate how to dress for the day. I saw the red nail polish and decided to start with that as I opened the bottle and painted my toenails the Revlon Red polish. I opened the nail extension package and carefully glued the nail extensions in place and filed them to a medium length and a soft square before polishing them with the same color as my freshly painted toenails. They looked so beautiful and feminine as I held up my hands and admired the pretty color and long nails. I loved how it made my hands look dainty and feminine and when I looked at my feet the red toes just screamed, girly and feminine. Because I wanted to enjoy the process and have an expert result it took over an hour to finish my nails. I made some more coffee and enjoyed the new feelings of my long nails as I touched things and got used to having longer nails. Long nails have a way of making your hand movements more controlled and purposeful as I found myself moving slower, using the pads of my fingers more often and by doing so I realized the movements appeared much more feminine. Exactly what I was hoping for! When my nails were dry I started on my face and make-up after I watched several YouTube videos on my laptop computer. I tried several different techniques from watching Grace do her make-up over the years and some ideas from the videos. I even succeeded in applying false eyelashes after a few attempts. All in all the results were better than I expected and I knew over the next few days I would perfect my skills. After I was happy with my new-look I picked out the short blond wig with the cute bangs and pinned it in place. After I had it just right I took a step back and felt butterflies in my stomach as the image in the mirror was a young cute girl, no way a man. In less than 4 hours I had transformed my look and became the girl I've kept buried inside for over the last 10 years. The feeling was sensational, exhilarating, and gave me a happiness I hadn't felt in a long time. Smiling and excited I went into the bedroom, sat on the bed and opened the new package of Wolford sheer black pantyhose and slid them over my smooth, silky, fresh shaved legs. The way the pantyhose and nylon felt as I rubbed my legs together and touched them with my new long red nails, was intoxicating. I was experiencing feelings that I never had before and didn't want to stop. I took the dress that I had hung on the back of the door and carefully stepped into it before zipping it up in place. A perfect fit and with my padded bra cups and the shape wear, I squeezed into gave me a perfect figure. The final highlight was stepping into my new patent black leather 4" heels. Between the make-up and sexy hairstyle, combined with my long legs and high heels I became the girl of my dreams. I found myself just admiring the girl in the mirror and lost track of time. I posed and moved as I tried to imagine myself being this gorgeous girl. It was not 1 pm and I had been getting dressed and made-up for the last 4 hours and realized I needed to have a snack and finally pulled myself away from the mirror and headed down to the kitchen and made a light lunch and a protein drink. As I sat at the table I tried to sit and move as I know girls do naturally. I've admired Grace and always noticed how she sat and used her hands and tried to emulate what I had remembered. Suddenly I noticed things I had never experienced before and realized what it is like living as a woman. In addition to the feelings of all the nylon and silky material from the dress and pantyhose along with the tightness from the bra and shape wear, I noticed how I had to use my hands with my new long red nails. I was now more focused and careful on what I picked up and how I touched things. I noticed the faint color of my red lipstick on my coffee cup and how my new long lashes seemed to constantly be in view. I was in sensory overload as I was experiencing so many new things all at once but I was also happier than I had been in a very long time and relished every second of these new experiences. For the rest of the day, I pranced around the house, changed outfits several times, and touched up my make-up uncountable times. It was so much fun. Grace sent a text message and complained about the long days and late dinners with her clients and co-workers every night and wished she was back home. Her group liked to go out and have fun every night and she always complained about having to attend the parties and dinners. I felt guilty as she was working hard and I was home playing dress up but the good feelings overwhelmed me and I accepted things for what they were. Since she isn't here and would not find out I told myself it was OK and she would understand if she was in my place. After a small salad for dinner, I cleaned up the house and slipped into one of my cute new nightgowns and lay in bed with my laptop. I spent two hours watching videos on how to act and move more gracefully and womanly. There were training videos that would help me look more natural as a woman and be as passable as real females that have a lifetime of practice. I watched some more videos on additional make-up techniques that I would use tomorrow and finally shut it down and laid in bed trying to soak in all the feelings and things that I did today. The silky material and the scent of the perfume made me very aroused and I played with myself and had the best release and orgasm I have had in years. I let out a scream and squirted a tremendous stream of semen all over myself and the nightgown. I knew it would need to be washed tomorrow. I cleaned up, put on a fresh nightgown and had the best night sleep I had in years. Life was amazing at the moment and I was thrilled it would continue like this for a few more days. For the next several days I remained in my female mode and continued working on my makeup skills, my feminine movements including hand motions, walking in heels, sitting and standing in short skirts, and making sure I continued to use the feminine movements in everything I did. Removing over 25 years of male habits in 4 days was not easy but I did get much better and found myself making some motions more naturally. Saturday night I knew I would have to return to being male and dreaded having to put everything in boxes get rid of the evidence as I knew I would not be able to dress and act like this in front of Grace. She always admired macho, strong, and controlling guys, which always made me wonder why she stayed with me. I know my humor and good nature attracted her at the beginning but over the years I always felt she wanted and needed more than I could give her. After my pity session, I realized I had to get busy and piled everything on the bed and chairs and contemplated what to do with my treasure. Originally I wanted to just throw it all out and get rid of the evidence but another thought came into my head. Why not box everything up carefully and put them in a safe place where nobody would find them because the next time Grace had to leave for the week, you could dress up again. Of course, this thought took over and I did pack things up and hide them downstairs in the back of the guest closet under some other boxes we stored there. Nobody would find them and if I had the desire to dress again I wouldn't have to spend all the money because everything would be safe and sound. I spent over two hours making sure all the evidence was gone, my makeup was removed, and the house looked normal again. I had a restless night sleep as I re-lived the last few days in my mind and how much I loved living as a female. I loved every second and really wanted it to continue but I knew that would never happen and I had to snap back into reality. After I brought Grace home from the airport I had a dinner ready for her when she got home. I told her to relax as I brought her to the kitchen after I put her bags up in the bedroom. I served her dinner and her favorite drink, a mimosa, showing her how much I missed her. "Very impressive, baby! This is so nice and you went all out with my favorite drink. The house looks spotless and all the dishes are put away. I'm stunned. You would make the perfect housewife," she said giggling. That comment really rocked me at her even thinking that. I did like the idea but as her husband, I couldn't tell her that I loved the idea so I acted like a typical guy. "Very funny, I just wanted you to come home to a clean house since you've been working so hard." "Well, I appreciate it and it was a long week. The guys took me out every night and being the only female in the group made it even worse. Guys act so weird and don't know how to treat a lady. I didn't get much sleep and I'm exhausted. I hope you don't mind if you take a hot bath and just relax in bed for a while, do you?" I never liked the idea of her being out with these sports guys late at night but Grace always made me feel safe and secure and that it was part of the job and something she didn't really enjoy. The thoughts of her with all those large, well-built men, started to get into my head but I put it aside and offered to draw her bath while she got unpacked. While she started unpacking I finished the dishes and started a nice warm bath for Grace. I added some bath beads and made sure the temperature was just right for her and even put out a few candles and put on some gentle meditation sounds, before lowering the lights and telling her that the bath was ready. She just smiled when she came in; she hugged me and thanked me for the wonderful welcome home surprise. About an hour later she came back to bed and even though it was still early, I laid there with her as she just relaxed from her long trip. Soon I was cuddling into her and playing with her wonderful breast, rubbing them and gently kissing them through her sheer pink nightgown. I wasn't sure if it was her breast of the silky nylon that was getting me hard but we made wonderful love that afternoon, something we hadn't done for a very long time. After we finished and just lay next to each other in bed. Grace was smiling and said, "If that's how you're going to treat me whenever I leave town then I'm going to go out of town every week, my love." I smiled to myself thinking about that statement and thought about the last four days and how wonderful things were just about perfect. Over the next three months, Grace continued to make this trip once a month and my dress up games continued except instead of just 4 days per week I dressed up an hour after her plane took off and spent the next 6 full days living as a natural-born woman. Of course, I added to my wardrobe and makeup collection, added lots of accessories, including some adorable earrings, bracelets, rings, and a few necklaces. Practicing my feminine movements and make-up skills had paid off, because now when I was in my female mode I was completely comfortable as a female. If anyone observed me they would know I was born female and would never guess there was something hidden below my pantyhose. One night I found a video on how to control your voice and develop a female voice and after weeks of practice, I got quite good. I would practice by singing and using the techniques I learned. My feminine voice became natural after several weeks of practice. On her third trip to Germany, I had a desire to go out as my female self and got up the nerve to do it one night. I spent hours getting dressed and making sure I looked perfect, I picked out a cute outfit, touched up my makeup, fixed my hair, grabbed a purse and went into the garage. I carefully got into the car as I practiced, and swung my legs inside. Started the car and opened the garage door and slowly pulled out of the driveway and left the neighborhood. I passed several neighbors walking down the street from behind, so they didn't have a chance to see me and drove out to the highway. I got up the courage to go to a Wendy's drive-thru and ordered a diet coke. The teenage boy didn't have a clue when I gave him the money and the sensation of passing and being out at for the first time as a female was beyond description. I drove up to the next window to get my drink when the store manager handed me my diet coke and gave me a warm smile as I nervously took it and watched my long red nails touch his hand as I took the drink. "Have a lovely night, miss," he said smiling. "Thank you, sir," I said in my new voice. I realized that he liked what he saw and that made me feel warm and tingly as I drove away. I had the biggest smile on my face and realized I had passed in public without any problem. That night I thought about that guy at the drive-thru as I played with myself and exploded with tremendous orgasms. Being a female was becoming more and more exciting. It was right after that when I started using some of the toys I had purchased. At first, I wasn't sure I would enjoy putting something inside me but I found myself so excited and turned on after a day of dressing up that one night, I lubed up one of the life like penis phallic and played with it at my opening. I rubbed my nightgown over my chest and started tweaking my nipples until I was so hot and excited that I pushed the tip of the penis dildo just inside my opening and gasped when it entered me. My eyes opened wide when I felt the bulbous head enter me and rested inside as I continued to play with my now excited nipples. Soon I realized that I had pushed the entire penis inside me and started rubbing my cock. I could not control my feelings as I moved the penis in and out slowly and thought about that guy at Wendy's smiling as I drove away. I stroked myself and within a very short time exploded with an even greater orgasm than I had ever had before. From that moment forward I became very familiar with all of my toys and enjoyed them to the fullest. My imagination grew as I thought of myself being with a man that made love to me as a woman, over and over again. I felt fulfilled and satisfied as my desire continued to grow. I often fantasized about being out in all my feminine self and some handsome man asking me to join him for a drink, having a conversation as I flirted with him until he kisses me gently and took me up to his bed as his woman, and became his girlfriend. What started as a few days of dressing had become a much bigger part of my life and a realization that I needed more of this in my life to be completely happy. I recognized that this could never happen and had to appreciate the time I had to experience these feelings. Grace continued to text me every night while she was away and continued to complain about all the dinners and parties she had to attend. A few nights she had to spend the evening with one of the players alone because the client had to cancel their trip. She said she didn't mind it as much as he was a nice guy and fun to be with, unlike the client so it wasn't horrible. Of course, being on another continent while your hot wife is having drinks and dinner with a Pro Athlete could wear on you unless you were dressed in a sexy cute dress-wearing thigh high stockings and super cute high heels. No, I didn't care that she was alone with some guy and even pleased that she was having fun because it made me feel less guilty, as I dressed and self-indulged more often. My guilt was gone and all that was left was happiness and pleasure. I still treated Grace special when she came home and re-established our relationship in bed each time. It was if I reclaimed her as my wife each time she returned from one of these trips and it seemed as if we even grew even closer. She appreciated the fact that I never questioned her anymore about her trips and evenings out at parties with other guys. Things were much better between us and I rationalized that it was my dressing that was helping our relationship. This made my guilt feelings go away and got even more excited about living as Amy. Italy was going to be a 10-day trip and I was all prepared for my longest period living as a female. I planned to go out to a movie, food shop, and out shopping to buy a new outfit at one of Grace's favorite dress shops to prove I was as passable as I believed I was. This was a big trip for her marketing team as their new client was the Italian men's soccer team. It would mean a big pay-raise for her and most likely a nice promotion. I was excited for her, but not as excited as I was for myself for what I had planned while she was gone. Work for me was not a problem as I now had my employer used to me working out my home for a week at a time. Having over 5 weeks' vacation also helped as I used several of them during this time to ensure my plans work out perfectly. As always, an hour after her plane took off I started my transition. Things were going perfectly as I tried on some of the new outfits I had ordered and they fit me perfectly. Losing 8 pounds also helped me get into a smaller size and allowed me to wear tighter fitting outfits. After spending the day all dressed up, practicing as always, and having a cocktail to steady my nerves, I decided go to the 8 pm movie alone. Once I checked my make-up and hair I finished my cocktail and then pressed forward and drove to the local movie theater, after buying my ticket online. I sat in the parking lot for twenty minutes getting the nerve to get out of the car and walk into the theater as Amy. I wore a silky floral print dress that hugged my waist that flared out to about six inches above my knees. The push-up bra I wore hinted at some cleavage under the lace fabric. I wore 3-inch heels so as not to stand out too much and with my makeup done just right along with the shoulder-length wig, I felt confident as I adjusted my drop earrings in the mirror and touched up my lipstick. I grabbed my purse and opened up the movie application on the phone and headed into the theater. Nobody looked or said anything as I entered and walked up to the attendee where I swiped my phone. He smiled and said, "theater 2 on your left and enjoy the movie, miss." I just smiled, pushed my shoulders back, and walked confidently in my heels into theater 2. I don't even remember what I saw as I sat there just smiling and feeling what it was like to be out in public, living as a girl. With my hand on my lap and legs crossed I sat there and enjoyed the moment knowing it was a rare or even a once in a lifetime experience. Some young man with his date held the door for me as we left and I smiled and said thank you. As I expected I was completely passable and all my practice must have helped because even the women and girls I came across didn't blink or give me a second look. This gave me a warm feeling inside and helped my confidence as I walked confidently back to my car. I even passed one of our neighbors in the parking lot and noticed him look over and just smile as he walked by, nothing else. Nobody could recognize who I had become. I smiled when I realized that I had 9 more days to live like this full time, and I planned on enjoying every moment. That week I had dinner out at a restaurant, smiled at countless men, turned down their attempts to join me, a pretty girl all alone. I shopped and purchased more outfits at the dress shop, purchased some shoes at a shoe store in the mall, purchased groceries which was so much fun. I loved pushing the shopping cart all dress up in my heels, I felt like a Stepford wife buying food for her husband and family. Every adventure became more and more exciting. Needless to say, my new outfits were out on hangers ready for me to try them on along with my new heels, my lingerie was in the hamper or on the bed; my makeup was out next to my wigs. It was a female paradise, and I was enjoying every second. My clothing collection had grown substantially and I now had a wardrobe to give Grace some competition. It was Sunday morning and with 4 days left I was in full girl mode. Being all dressed and made-up for the day, I was extra careful with my makeup this morning as I was going to go out shopping at the mall and didn't want anyone to recognize me. I picked out one of my new outfits, a sheer summer dress that showed off my curves and long legs. I enjoyed the looks I got from men whenever I wore an outfit like this. It took me all morning to get ready and I planned on leaving around noon and even considered stopping for lunch on the way. Living this way was now natural and my confidence made it easy to function. I was downstairs in the guest bathroom putting on my jewelry and perfume when I saw that it was almost one o'clock and I grabbed my purse and headed upstairs to get my keys and leave for the day. Confidently I walked in my 4-inch heels up to the main level of the house and turned towards the hallway when I froze in complete horror. I stood there in total fear, petrified, and couldn't even catch my breath as I came face to face with Grace and some guy behind her. We stood there for what seemed like an hour just staring at each other. I really could not move or speak. I have never felt so scared in my life. After a long time, I saw Grace blink and step back and almost tripped on her bag until the man caught her. She had a look I've never seen before and started talking. "Is that you?" Grace said in a voice and tone I didn't recognize. I didn't answer. She stood up and walked around me looking me up and down. Wow, I sure didn't expect anything like this. This is some surprise, isn't it?" The guy behind her didn't know what was going and asked, "What's going on, who is she, Grace?" Grace chuckled and looked at him, "She, is my husband. Yes, believe it or not, this sexy looking girl standing before us is my terrible excuse for a husband. I'm as shocked as you are, Tony. When I left a week ago I was married to a man, not a tough guy man like you but a sweet, caring, man. It appears that he has been living a lie because you can't be a man and look like this. I have to admit, you make an amazing looking woman." Tony blinked, "She's your husband? She's a he? Really? Holy Shit, that's amazing!" "I know, right? She is amazing. What's your name?" I didn't answer as Grace waited for an answer. Grace slapped me in front of Tony and asked again, "What is your name? What do we call you from now on? You've embarrassed me in front of my co-workers, everyone will know about you, so we need to know what to call you from now on. What is your name?" Tears started running down my face as I was still afraid to move. She glared at me again and I just lowered my head and said, "Amy Rose." "Amy Rose, very nice to meet you! Tony, this is my husband Amy Rose." Tony laughed and said, "Nice to meet you, Amy Rose, you do make a pretty girl." I kept my head lowered and didn't answer. "Amy, did you hear Tony? A girl always says thank you, to a compliment. Now answer Tony." "Thank you, Tony, it's nice to meet you as well," I answered in my female voice. Grace "Oh my god, that voice. You really are a girl, you sound and look just like one. Who are you? Well I guess we will find out, won't we? You have lots of explaining to do, Amy. Tony, do me a big favor and let's keep this between us for the time being. After I get a handle on this I'll invite you over for dinner and let Amy explain everything. It's the least she can do for making you part of this." "No worries, I'll keep it quiet for now and I look forward to that dinner. Where do you want me to put your bags?" Grace pointed to the bedroom and said, "Upstairs to the left is my bedroom, please put them in there." Tony brought the bags upstairs as she continued to look me over. When he was out of sight she talked to me in a calmer tone. "Well Amy, we closed the deal with the soccer team faster than expected and I was able to leave early. I was hoping to surprise you and I guess I'm the one that got the surprise. Tony had his car at the airport and offered to drop me off since the car service wasn't scheduled. I can't believe he had to walk into something like this? You do know that I work with a bunch of horny jocks and professional athletes with high levels of testosterone. If they get word of this, it will be open season on your wife. I'll become fair game to every guy at the office and their flirtations will be out of control. You've put us in a bad situation by embarrassing me in front of my friends' and co- workers. We have a lot to work out and when Tony leaves you will start explaining things to me, understand?" I nodded. She continued, "I need a drink. Go open a bottle of wine and bring out a glass for me into the living room. I'm going to go upstairs and change into something more comfortable and then we will talk." Tony came out while I was in the kitchen opening a bottle of wine. I heard them speaking and then I heard Tony call out, "Nice meeting you, Amy Rose. Hope to see you again." I knew I had to answer if I didn't want Grace to be angry again. "Bye Tony, thanks," I said. I saw Tony hug Grace in the reflection of the dining room hutch and I heard him ask her if she would be OK. I heard her answer, "I'm not sure Tony, but promise me you won't mention this to anyone, it would devastate things for me at work." He nodded and said OK as she walked him to the door. These last thirty minutes were surreal and the feelings of panic and terror were overwhelming. When I heard the door close I came out with the bottle of wine and a glass which I placed on the small table in front of her as she sat with her legs under her on the couch. "Pour me a glass Amy, and then I want you to unpack my bags, put my soiled things in the hamper, and them come back down here. That will give me some time for the wine to kick in and calm me down a little." I went to the bedroom where Tony brought her bags when I heard her call out. "Do not change a thing, I want you to wear everything you have on when you come back here. Understand?" "Yes," I answered in a low voice and went to the bedroom where her two bags were on the bed. I took out her things and started putting the clothes in the laundry basket. The wonderful feelings I had wearing the silky nylons and dress were now gone and the horror of watching my long red nails handle her lingerie brought me back to reality. I felt like I wanted to throw up or run out of the house but there was nowhere to go. I had no choice but to try and explain things to my wife. I've never seen Grace so angry or embarrassed and I'm afraid I triggered something. I never planned on telling her about my feminine desires and I certainly never expected to get caught, let alone be outed by one of her co-workers. Yep, things went for amazing to horrific in less than a minute. I took my time and gave Grace half an hour to cool down and straighten the bedroom before I went back to the living room to face my wife and come clean about things. She motioned for me to refill her wine glass and for me to sit on the opposite couch which I did without saying a word. I've been dressing as Amy for so long that I didn't realize I was still acting and moving in my female role. I gently sat on the couch and crossed my legs as she sat quietly and took everything in as she sipped her third glass of wine. "Well, this is quite surprising, Amy Rose. Do tell me everything and do not leave any detail out or I will put you out on your ear. Do you understand? I expect complete transparency and if I think you're lying or holding back on anything, I swear you will pay for the rest of your life. Now, how did we get here?" For the next two hours, I told her everything from when I dressed at home with my mom to this moment. I explained how the feelings came back when she was gone and I came across some of her things which triggered some desires I believed to be gone forever. It was hard and I cried and cried as I spoke but Grace just sat there listening and instructing me to continue whenever I stopped. "Don't stop there, Amy. I want to know everything and keep speaking in that cute feminine voice. Sitting here with you looking like this, watching you move so gracefully, and speaking like that makes me think of you more of a girlfriend and no way a man. I think it's making everything easier for me to understand. Please continue." She got angry when I explained how much I spent. She made me tell her about each item I purchased and why I purchased them, she wasn't going to make this easy. She asked me where I kept them and told her that right now, everything was in the guest room and that the clothes were in the closet and the makeup on the makeup table along with my wigs. She listened intently and had me get another bottle of wine. I could feel her eyes watching me walk in short dress and heels and wondered what she was thinking. As I filled her glass she smiled and said, "What you are telling me is amazing and I wouldn't have believed any of it if I didn't see you like this. The way you walk in a dress and heels seem so natural for you, the way you move and use your hands with those adorable long nails makes me realize you have spent a great deal of time perfecting Amy. I think Tony is still in shock that you were my husband. I can't wait to talk to him tomorrow about all this and hopefully, he keeps his mouth shut and keeps our secret. You better pray he keeps this between us, Amy." I left nothing out as I continued to tell her everything including my ventures outdoors, going to the movie, food shopping, dinners, and even the men who tried to join me when I ate alone. She was fascinated by everything and she encouraged me to continue. I knew I had to tell her everything before she found out I left something out and told her about the toys I had purchased and started using to give myself pleasure. To my surprise, Grace didn't look upset or for that matter she didn't change her facial expressions with anything I told her, and I finally started to relax when I felt like I told her everything. "Well, all that is a lot to take in Amy. Taking all that time off, working out of the house so you can live full time as a female was a big commitment and I now realize how important it is to you. But let me make sure I have it all straight. When I was gone you saw some of my lingerie which made you think of dressing up as you did with your mom when you were young. You then ordered a complete wardrobe and accessories from Amazon to dress-up while I was away." "Yes," I answered. She continued, "Whenever I went away for a week overseas you became Amy twenty-four hours a day until I returned. You practiced becoming as feminine as possible, learned your makeup skills, feminine movements, how to walk in heels and a dress, how to wear pantyhose and stockings, shape wear, dresses, and everything else girls wear?" "Yes." "I see, and then every time I left you would arrange to work from home or take time off to live as Amy." "Yes." "You continued to buy more clothes and accessories and kept them hidden from me in the guest room and you never planned on telling me about this or getting caught." I hung my head and said, "Yes, I'm so sorry." "On my last few trips, you started going outside as Amy and went to movies, restaurants, dress shops, and even grocery shopping without anyone guessing you weren't a woman." I smiled and said, "Everyone thought I was a girl." She didn't appreciate my getting comfortable and lashed out at me. "You think that's cute? That everyone in our area thought my husband was a girl, a woman? Do you not realize how that reflects on me, Amy? I have a husband that is prettier than most of my girlfriends, that likes to go out by herself and attract the attention of men, you said so yourself! While you dressed as Amy, you even lay in bed and dream of being with a man sexually as you take a life-like penis inside you. As a woman and your wife, how do you think that makes me feel? I'll tell you! You see, while I'm on the other side of the world, working eighteen hours a day, my husband is here with another woman. Yes, in my eyes you've cheated on me, and by not allowing me to be part of this you have intentionally kept it hidden. That is called an affair, Amy. You, my husband, have been having an affair with Amy, while I'm thousands of miles away fighting of men that want nothing more than to get me into bed and fuck my brains out. Big, Manly Men. Pro athletes, who could probably rock my world, have wanted me every night but I turn them down and remind them I'm happily married. How does that make me feel? Betrayed! I feel like you have betrayed my trust, cheated on me with this woman, flirting with men and dreaming of them taking you, and making you their girl. Frankly, I'm devastated! Honestly, I'm not sure where this goes from here. This will take me some time to understand and to forgive you, and to see if I can cope with the situation. One thing is certain; things will never be the same between us again. Once someone betrays my trust I can longer continue to trust them in the future. Once someone breaks my heart I usually leave them but this is different, we're married, for now, and I did take a vow for better or worse and I won't betray our vows as you have. I do love you but right now I am angry, hurt, and embarrassed. You've made me feel inadequate as a wife, and let strangers outside our marriage know this as well. Your betrayal has broken my heart and I can hardly stand to be with you right now. I'll need some time to figure this out and try to salvage this marriage but I am not making any promises except that I will try hard to understand and forgive you but it might not be easy for you and I hope you're prepared for whatever I decide. Since Amy has taken over the guest room, that will be where she spends her time and sleeps until I work things out. Do not hide any of Amy's items, do not pack anything up or put anything away. I want to examine everything you've purchased and see what type of taste Amy has. If you disobey any of my requests or if there is anything else you need to confess or tell me, this is the time because if you disobey me, or if there are any other surprises, I swear, I'll kick you out of this house and ruin your life! In the meantime, I don't want to see you anymore tonight. I'm going up for a hot bath and to get some sleep as I'm exhausted from all this travel. You know, it's oddly funny, but even though it hurts, in a way I'm happy the truth came out and that I was able to meet the girl you've been having an affair with. Amy seems sweet and someone I might have enjoyed as a girlfriend. Not sure where she will fit into or relationship, if we can still have one. When I get home tomorrow I will expect to see my husband and discuss our future together. I have a meeting in the office tomorrow late morning and I don't want to see you, so stay in your room until I'm gone. Now, I don't want to hear one word from you, no apologies because they would not be sincere. So, please go to your room and leave me alone." I went into the guest room and rolled up in a ball on the bed and cried like a baby because of all guilt I was feeling and the pain I had caused Grace. It was never my intention to hurt anyone, and I never gave it a thought on how all of this would impact others or make Grace feel. Her explanation of me having an affair was valid and I was devastated when she described the feelings of betrayal I had caused. I never would have intentionally betrayed or tried to hurt Grace in any way. This was worse than getting caught dressed up as Amy. I love Grace and would never try to hurt her but it appears I've done just that by hiding and having the so-called affair with Amy, my feminine persona. I just wanted to go to Grace, beg for forgiveness and tell her how sorry I was but knew she wouldn't accept that from me tonight. After all, if I hadn't gotten caught I would not have apologized and how real is an apology, after you got caught having an affair. No, I was in deep trouble and there was a real risk I would lose Grace forever. I had to somehow make it up to her and beg for another chance. I just wanted to die as this weight on my heart was too heavy to bear. I cried myself to sleep and woke up early, I took a shower and removed every trace of Amy. I placed the wig back on the stand, hung up the dress I was wearing, and straightened the room. As Grace instructed, I did not pack or hide anything I had purchased. The full closet, along with all the dresser drawers full of panties, bras, and lingerie, the 7 pairs of heels, all the makeup, jewelry, and wigs, were going to reveal to Grace, just how obsessed I was with Amy. I wanted to get everything together, put them in a bag, and bring them to the charity drop box, but I knew that would send Grace over the edge. Since the guest room only had Amy's clothes, I had to wait for Grace to leave for work in order to get some of my male clothes from our bedroom. I decided to quietly lie in bed and wait for Grace to leave, as she instructed last night. For the next several hours I just laid in the bed trying to come up with a way to explain or make things right. I realized that there was nothing I could do but wait for Grace to make the next move. It was about ten o'clock when I heard the garage door open and Grace left for her meeting. I went up to the bedroom and got dressed in jeans and a tee-shirt and then went to the kitchen to get some breakfast. There was a note on the table that simply read, 'Good Morning, I have a brief meeting at the office and should be home before 5 o'clock. Let's go out to dinner at a quiet restaurant so we can talk. Love Grace." Love Grace! That made me smile and feel a little better. Maybe this was going to be OK. I got a text from Grace around 3 pm and told me to make reservations for the two of us for 5 o'clock at Morton's Steak house by the mall and she would meet me there. That was something we occasionally did and usually when we were celebrating something but I didn't give it much thought and made the reservations and drove there to meet Grace at 5 pm. Grace had gotten out of her meetings early and arrived at 4:30 and was at the bar having a cocktail. She was chatting with some guy in a business suit when I approached her and said hello. Grace looked amazing sitting on the bar stool in a short black skirt, black pantyhose, and Louie four-inch red heels. Her makeup was exquisite and her hair was as beautiful as ever. Every time I look at her dressed like this, I ask myself why she stays with someone like me, she was clearly out of my league but for some reason, she seemed to be happy with our relationship. Until yesterday, that is. I walked up to the couple as my wife saw me approach. "Hello honey," she said as we kissed. That was a good sign, I said to myself. "I got here early and this nice man bought me a cocktail. How rude of me, allow me to introduce you guys. This is my husband, Cary. Cary, this is William Right, the nice man that bought your wife a drink." I could tell it was probably her second drink as she was already acting tipsy." Thanks William, may I buy you a drink?" I asked acting like her husband. William realized he wasn't going to get lucky with Grace, now that her husband was there and just said, "No Thanks, I'm about to leave here in a few minutes but it was nice meeting you, and your wife is quite charming." "Yes, she is an amazing woman and I love her dearly." She winked at me and smiled. Grace finished her drink and we sat in a quiet booth away from any other quest, as Grace had requested when they seated us. Before the hostess left she quickly ordered a bottle of champagne. "What are we celebrating, Grace?" I asked "Today was an amazing day, Cary. We didn't get a chance to discuss my trip and why I came home early but it was a big success. This was just our first meeting to pitch our company and marketing programs but we hit it off with the owner of the team. We spent the entire week working together, going to dinner and spending all of the time with the owners and some of the team players. By Friday night Antonio, the owner of the team, informed us he loved our presentation and was ready to sign up with our agency. We met Saturday morning and he signed a five-year Thirty Million contract with the stipulation that I would remain as the lead on the account. Of course, we agreed and came back with a signed contract and the largest account we have signed since the Jacksonville Jaguars." The waiter came back with the champagne and filled our glasses as Grace continued to speak. "Well, after we had the contract we called the President of our company to give him the news and he wanted to see me this morning in the office. Since we were able to close the account so quickly we all left a few days early and since you've been so nice to me lately I wanted to surprise you and take you out to dinner but that didn't work out exactly as I had planned," she said with a little smile. Anyway, our president Clay Maxwell met me in his office at 11 am and congratulated me on the success. He also told me how much he has appreciated all of my hard work over the last year and how I have risen above everyone else at the company in his eyes. So here's the news, pick up your glass baby. You are now looking at the new EVP of Sports International! I'll be reporting to the president with new responsibilities and opportunities. It will mean a great deal of money, bonuses, and stock options." We raised our glasses and drank to our success. It was an amazing night as we laughed and talked about her new job and how wonderful things at work were going. She explained that her salary would immediately double and to expect large amounts of stocks and bonuses as the year progressed. Everything seemed back to normal and we enjoyed each other company and a wonderful meal. We finished a few hours later and left to go back home. I followed her as we drove the five miles back to our gated community and into the garage. I followed her inside and gave tried to give her a kiss when she pushed me away and gave me a surprised look. "What are you doing," she said. "Just kissing my beautiful wife." "No, that's not right. We haven't even started to discuss what happened yesterday. Tonight was about me and my success and I needed someone to share it with. You deserve to know about things in my life and I love to share them with you even though you don't share everything with me. No, we aren't even close to normal. Clay gave me a few days off to recharge from my trip and I know you're off until Thursday so tomorrow you and I will discuss Amy and our future. You will spend another night in your room and we can start to figure things out tomorrow." I went to my room and tried to figure things out. Tonight seemed good as we got along great and she didn't bring up what happened until I tried to kiss her. Maybe we can get through this, I thought to myself. The next morning we had breakfast when Grace told me to clean up as she wanted to take a shower and for me to do the same and meet back in the living room in an hour. I found myself eager to please her and follow her instructions without any objections or questions. I sat in the living room apprehensive about how this was going to go and didn't know what to expect. Grace came down looking refreshed and as beautiful as ever, smiled and grabbed a bottle of water before she came into the living room. She continued to look at me and gave me a little smile as I heard a car pull up into our driveway. I looked at her and asked, "I didn't hear the call from the guard gate, and I wonder who that is?" "Just open the door, you'll understand," she said sternly. When I opened the door I was surprised to see my Mother coming up the walk. I turned to Grace with a shocked look and said softly, "Did you ask her to come over?" Mom came in and gave me a hug and a kiss and then did the same with Grace. "Thanks for inviting me over for coffee. It's been so long but I'm so happy you called. What's going on with you two? I could tell from my conversation with Grace that it important that I came over this morning. Mothers can always tell when something is wrong." Grace spoke up and said, "We'll get to that Catherine, but let's have a cup of coffee and catch up first. Cary, will you please serve us some coffee as I get your mom settled in the living room?" "Of course, I'll be back in a few minutes." I was upset that she would bring my mother into this but realized that Grace was intelligent and that if she wanted to understand all about me then mother would be an important part of the process. About ten minutes later I brought the coffee in and they were both staring at me with a look that chilled the blood in my veins. "She told you, didn't she?" I blurted out due to my nerves being so on edge. "Well, she mentioned something about it. I guess it makes sense for us to discuss it together if this has come back." I sat silently and listened as Grace questioned my mother. It was awkward, to say the least, to hear you mom tell your wife about all the time you dressed as a girl when you were small. How you used to dress in her things and walk around the house pretending to be her daughter. Things came out that I didn't remember and I struggled to sit there as they talked about it in a matter of fact way. They discussed all my teenage years and how I used to keep girls clothes in my closet and hidden in my drawers and how mom knew but never said a word. She took the blame for some of this which made me feel even worse. I had to speak up and just not sit there being tortured, "Mom, No! It wasn't your fault and it wasn't even a problem. I just liked wearing some of those things but when I went away to college I forgot all about it and I guess I suppressed things deep inside." It was very emotional and cried as they both sat next to me on the couch and put their arms around me. "It's ok, we'll get through this," mom said. Grace remained quiet and tried to take everything in. "Catherine, I'm not sure how to process everything we discussed. You should have seen Amy Rose, that's the name he selected for her. She was so pretty and completely female. It's as if Cary never existed and as you can imagine how it made me very uncomfortable and I'm not sure I can handle this." "Really, He went all out and dressed up to that extent?" "To answer that question, I have an idea. I told Cary not to put anything away so that I can see Amy's collection and the things he purchased. Let's go to the guest room where Amy is living and see exactly what your son has been up to." Grace and mom stood and started downstairs to the guest room. Grace turned and looked at me, "Come along, dear." What followed was another devastating moment when they opened the closet door and heard them gasp when they saw the entire closet full of dresses, skirts, blouses, high heels, purses, and my new cocktail dress. They were equally stunned when the opened the dresser drawers and saw all the lingerie, panties, pantyhose, stockings and that bottom drawer with all my toys. I saw them look at each other and giggle. Then they discovered my now large makeup collection, my wigs, jewelry, and perfume all out on the counter as Grace had instructed. Mom turned to Grace and sympathetically said, "Well, I think that answers my question about how committed he was to become a female. It's clear from this wardrobe that it's not just a one-time thing or hobby." "Catherine, I have an idea. Can you stay for dinner tonight?" "Well, yes but not too late because I hate to drive at night." "Wonderful, that's perfect," Grace said turning to me and continued speaking. "Cary, I want your mother to meet Amy Rose. Mom and I will go out for a little shopping and should be back around three o'clock. I want her to meet Amy and please wear the same outfit you had on yesterday, it looked really cute on her. I expect you to look as good as you did yesterday. Oh, and while Amy will be visiting I think it would be nice if she made dinner and served us tonight before Cary's mom goes back home." I tried to protest but Grace up to her hand and stopped me, "Honey, the worst is over. The truth is out there, we've seen your things and how committed you are to this. Your mom and I have already seen you dressed as a girl so it's is no big deal. Stop your whining and please do as I ask. We are trying to fix this and I expect you to help us, understand?" All I could do was nod my head, and look down at the floor as my wife and mom stood there staring at the man I used to be. "Oh, and if Amy needs to pick anything up for dinner please don't hesitate to do some food shopping. I know how much she enjoys that." She said as my mom and Grace just gave me a knowing smile. And then they were gone and I was all alone to contemplate what had just happened and what was about to happen. Now after being completely exposed and mortified in front of my wife and mom there was no longer any secrets. They have just seen my collection of clothes, lingerie, makeup, and all the accessories any girl would love to have, including my toy collection. She was right, there was nothing else to hide and they have both seen me in girl?s clothes I saw no alternative than to do what they asked and allow them to see Amy Rose again. I looked at the clock and I had a little over three hours to get ready and knew I had to get started and took a hot bath with scented oils, shaved my legs and body, dried myself and then applied the expensive body lotion I had purchased. Without wasting any time I opened a new package of nail extensions and started the process. After gluing them in place, filing them, and painting them Revlon Red I then used the same color on my toenails. After they were dry I started on my face and applied my easily applied my fake eyelashes this time as I've come adept at putting them on correctly. I applied some eyeliner, eye color, and eyeliner before adding a little extra mascara for a dramatic effect. I told myself to just go for it, enjoy what might be your last time dressing up and have as some fun, and I did! The clock said I had about ninety minutes to dress and plan a dinner for the three of us, so I took the dress that Grace told me to wear out of the closet along with my heels and placed them on the bed. I took out my bra, pantyhose, and shapewear and started dressing. Putting the black lace padded bra seemed natural as I smiled to myself as I inserted the silicone pads that helped give a very full set of breast. I put on the sheer black silky pantyhose over my smooth silky legs that sent waves of happiness throughout my body as I put them in place. The only thing left was to put on the Spanx which was always difficult to put on with my long nails but I took my time and carefully slid it up my legs and over my midsection allowing me to completely hide may sign of my maleness which also gave me a cute shaped butt, and a thin waist. The shapewear was high cut and came up to my crotch, allowing my legs to be completely free and exposed. The tight Spanx also gave me the girlish figure most girls would just die for. I stepped into the silky dress that I had only worn for a short time yesterday and then sat down to work on getting my wig set properly. This took some time as I knew it was a key element in the process. After putting on the wig cap I was able to use lots of pins to set it correctly and stable on my head. I brushed it and worked on the style for twenty minutes before it was perfect and I smiled as the girl that was now staring back at me in the mirror. The transformation was complete, Amy Rose has arrived. I attached the earrings, necklace, rings, bracelets, and liberally sprayed myself with perfume and then walked to the full-length mirror to examine my work and today I might have outdone myself as the image was one of perfection. The tight silky dress, large breast, long legs in the four-inch heels, the sexy blond wig and perfect nighttime makeup helped me present as a sexy and sophisticated woman in the mirror. At this point, I had thirty minutes before they got home and I went to the kitchen to figure out what to do for dinner. I had 3 hours to prepare something for us and I decided on what to make. The good news is I had just gone shopping and was planning on making vegetable pasta while Grace was gone to practice my cooking skills and took out all the ingredients and set up the kitchen. I cut up all the vegetables and made the sauce I would use to cook everything and when I just got done with the preparation I heard a key in the front door and realized the girls were back from shopping. With my apron still in place, I fluffed my hair, put my shoulders back, and walked to the front door to greet them. I could feel my heart pounding as the moment of truth was about to arrive. I had no idea how mom or Grace would react when the saw me. Would they laugh, make a face in disgust, or something worse? I would find out in a few seconds. Grace opened the door for my mom and I saw her shocked expression when she entered and saw me in full dress. I could tell she was shocked and surprised by how I looked. Grace walked in behind her and looked me over expressionless. "Catherine, I'd like you to meet Amy Rose. Isn't she lovely? Amy, that dress is perfect for your figure and long legs, you certainly are a looker. She said the men are always complimenting and flirting with her when she goes out, and you can see why, can't you?" "Oh my, yes. Amy, you are lovely and I never would have expected you to look so much like a girl, I mean from what I can see, you are a girl and that tight dress can't hide a thing. What did you do with your little pee-pee?" "Yes Amy, how did you hide it and keep your front so smooth. Please lift your dress and show us, please." Now I was completely humiliated as she instructed me to lift my dress and expose myself to my wife and mom but I did as she asked and held up above my waist as they examined my figure. "OK, I see. That tight shaper has kept your secret hidden and it's very convincing," Grace said as they looked closely. "You do have wonderfully shaped legs darling, most girls would kill for legs and your shape. You must have worked hard to get where you are today, haven't you?" I nodded. "I lost a few pounds to get into this dress and the shapewear does help, even though it can get to be very uncomfortable," I answered honestly. Grace spoke up, "Well, I'm sure by now you understand how we girls have to wear things that aren't comfortable to wear a certain dress or the pain in wearing high heels all day. To look feminine and nice for the opposite sex it's what we do, Amy. It's part of being a girl, but you already know that, don't you sweetie?" Grace was looking for an answer and I didn't see any reason to hold back now. "Yes, I know but it's worth it when you can fit into that certain dress or shoe you've wanted to wear." Mom had an odd look as she continued to assess me and how I looked and said, "Amy, your voice is so different now, and the way you look makes me feel like you are a girl and somehow, have become Amy. Grace, I now understand what you were saying before. It's obvious to me that Amy has a strong desire to be a girl and I can only imagine how must feel when another woman suddenly comes into your life in place of your husband. I do hope we can work things out for the two of you but it's clear the normal husband and wife routine is not going to work, honey. You will need to explore your feminine side and hopefully, Grace will allow you to stay and do just that. How do you feel about this Grace?" "To be honest, I?m still not sure but I do agree that Amy needs to stay around and explore her feminine side. I think we should plan on Amy being around for at least the next two weeks and see where this goes. Just seeing you like this, hearing how you talk, and how feminine you act, makes me consider taking your mom's advice and help you live as Amy until we decide differently. You said you were off from work until Thursday so you will remain here with me as Amy but tomorrow morning I will call your boss Jonathan and explain that you've hurt your back and can't get out of bed and will need the remainder of the week off. I'll then ask him if it would be possible for you to continue to work from home for the next two weeks and if not you will need to take the next two weeks off for your back to heal. Whatever he says won't really matter because either you continue to work and get paid or you will take a two week leave for health reasons. I want you to live as Amy for the rest of this week and the following two weeks. You will live with me as my girlfriend and we will both see how things go. It will give you a real opportunity to live as a woman for a much longer period of time which will help you find out if it's something that you want to continue or go back to your previous life as a man. What this will also do is allow me time to adjust to Amy Rose living here with me and it also gives me time to understand your needs more and hopefully find a way for us to continue to live together. This isn't up for a debate, I've made up my mind and unless you want to be kicked out of our home and relationship you will do as I say. If not, maybe you can move back in with your mom," she said in a harsh tone." Mom spoke up and said, "Grace, that is a wonderful idea. This will give her time to see if this is just something to get out of her system and to really understand what it's like being a girl and how hard it can be. I assume you will have Amy Rose perform the domestic role as you will be working, right? I mean what better way for her to learn what being female is all about. Amy Rose, that means you will have to take care of all the household chores, cooking, and cleaning and staying in character at all times. This will give you a better understanding of what it's like for woman everywhere. It's not just about wearing a cute dress or doing your makeup to perfection and I think after a couple of weeks you will be happy to return to your old self." "Catherine, that's a marvelous idea. Yes, that's exactly what you will do Amy. I want you to be all dolled up at all times wearing your cutest outfits while you take care of the house, do the grocery shopping and run any errands I need to be done. It will be like having a wife, oh Catherine you are so smart. I'm so happy I had you come over to help us through this." I stood there in disbelief. Would she actually call my boss and have me stay home for that long and live as Amy? They both seemed serious as they plotted my role in the house and what I would need to do over the next 2 and a half weeks. "Yes, this will be fun and I want to be involved if you don't mind Grace. I always wanted a daughter and for the next two weeks, I will have one. She is so darling, isn't she?" "I love that, Catherine. Maybe you can help Amy learn the correct way to do laundry and iron and even teach her how to maintain a house. You've always kept such a perfectly clean and neat house Catherine can you teach her how you do that? You two can even do lunches and a little shopping while I work and get used to my new job." "New Job, Grace?" mom asked as I served dinner and sat down to join them. "Yes, I didn't get a chance to tell you but I got a massive promotion and will be making more than double my previous salary. I'll be making enough to keep Amy at home as my housewife," she said, giggling with Catherine. "Amy, this dinner is marvelous and so delicious. I didn't know you could cook and even the presentation is lovely. You would make a wonderful housewife," Mom said as I felt my face turn red with embarrassment." "Where did you get this recipe, Amy? I love it and please be sure to add it to the list of favorite dishes. I surely want you making it again for me and any guest that visit," Grace added. "I found it on Pinterest and knew you both would enjoy the receipt. I'm so glad you liked it," I answered trying to fit in as one of the girls. Mom was looking at me with a surprised look on her face and said, "I can't get over how natural you are as a girl, Amy. The way you talk matches your looks and your hand movements and gestures are just perfectly feminine." "I was thinking the same thing, Catherine. Amy, you are a fast learner because most girls spend years to learn grace and beauty and it seems you've achieved this in just a few months of practice. Femininity obviously comes naturally to you, honey." I sat quietly and endured the embarrassment and humiliation as my mother and wife spoke about me in the feminine. They were now speaking to me as if was actually Amy and asking me about fashion, gossip as the office if there were any available men at the office, and just things they knew would humiliate me and embarrass me. They seemed to really enjoy this new found part of my life and I was forced to just sit there and play along. Finally, after a few hours, mom was getting ready to leave and gave me a hug when she was leaving and spoke softly in my ear before she kissed me goodbye. "I suggest you listen to Grace and explore your feelings while you have this opportunity because you may never have a chance like this again. I will love you and support you regardless of what you decide to do Amy, "she said as she gave me a motherly kiss goodbye. I waved to her as she got in her car and drove off and stood there thinking about what I just went through and still survived Grace walked up behind me and said, "Your mom's a smart woman, Amy. I overheard what she said and you should take advantage of this and embrace the opportunity to find out exactly who you are and what you really want. I'll help you along the way, but I'll expect you to listen to me and obey my wishes. If not, things could get real ugly and you might blow the only chance to find out things about yourself you may otherwise never know. Dinner was fabulous and you were the perfect hostess. Now please clean up as I need to prepare for work tomorrow as they will announce my promotion and I want to be fresh and look perfect. You'll be sleeping in the guest room or what will now be known as Amy's room until further notice. Goodnight, Amy Rose," she said as she gave me an air kiss before leaving me in the kitchen to clean up the dishes and table. An hour later when everything was clean and put away I removed my apron and headed off to Amy's new room. I got undressed, washed off my makeup, slipped into a silky gown and almost immediately fell asleep. Since I hadn't had a good night sleep in a couple of nights my body needed the rest. I didn't wake up until nine the next morning and Grace was already gone. There was a note on the table which I picked up and read. I hope you had a good night sleep, Amy Rose. I looked in on you but you were resting so peaceful I didn't wake you. I'll let you know what time I'll be home for dinner so please prepare something nice for us. There is a pile of clothes on my bed from my trip that needs to go to the cleaners. Please bring them in today and pick up whatever we need from the grocery store. That's going to be your role from now on, sweetie. Love you." This was going to take some getting used to as I was being treated as her housekeeper but to be honest, I didn't mind and in fact, being able to stay dressed with her approval made things more comfortable. The following days I did stay home and remain as Amy, slept in her room, took care of the housework, dinner, and shopping and Grace was extremely pleasant and understanding. She even started treating me as a woman or even her girlfriend as we chatted like girls do every day of their lives. She forced me to admit that I was enjoying my time dressed as Amy and even liked doing all the housework. I admitted to her that I was enjoying the new role and even looked forward to being Amy for the next two weeks. Grace seemed pleased and complimented me on how clean the house was and marvelous dinners prepared for her when she got home from work I found myself smiling and pinching myself to see if this was a dream and to my delight, it wasn't a dream. I was living as a girl, doing everything I dreamed I would, and sharing it with the woman I loved. It was pure bliss, until Friday night. Friday night Grace apologized for getting home a little late but explained that she had wonderful news. She explained that she had called Jonathan on Wednesday and asked him to meet her for a drink after work tonight and that's when she explained to Jonathan the situation. She told him that now that she has the promotion and is the real breadwinner in the family and that it was her idea for me to stay home and take care of the house this week as a trial. She explained to Jonathan that I didn't hurt my back but that she wanted to see if I could handle being a housewife, so to speak. When Jonathan heard how much I enjoyed being home and the housekeeper she could tell he was stunned and shocked to hear about the situation but mature enough to accept our life choices. He said, "Grace, we rely on Jonathan for our IT needs and this will be a huge loss for our company and workload. Is there any way he can at least come in a few days a week and help us?" "Jonathan, does he really need to come in because we might be able to make this work if he can work remotely. Why not a trial run to see how it goes, maybe lower his pay and be more flexible with his hours and that might work for the both of us." "That's not a terrible idea, Grace. He has been able to keep up with most of the work for the last two weeks without coming into the office and if he can handle things from home, then I'll allow it and of course, we will have to renegotiate his contract if the test works out." "Isn't that wonderful, Amy? This means that you can now work from home, do the housework, food shopping, prepare dinner, and be just Amy all the time. Isn't that wonderful?" Suddenly I felt as if things were spiraling out of control, I felt anxious and scared and completely shocked at this new twist. "Grace, what have you done? I loved that job and it was my career." Somewhat surprised Grace glared at me and said, "What's wrong? I thought you would be happy and appreciate what I've done for you, sweetie. We all know how much you like living as Amy and to be honest, I love the idea of having a housewife taking care of things for me at home. Besides, you don't even need to work with my new role in the company. If this works out and Amy wants to quit work she can be a stay at home wife, work on her appearance, go to the gym every day, have your nails done every week, and just be the perfect homemaker. I'd rather you just quit but at least now you have a choice." There wasn't much more to discuss and I continued to live as Amy, taking care of the house and spending about 5 hours a day working on IT issues for work on the PC. I had to admit, I enjoyed the prospect of living as Amy. The only complaint I had was I had to sleep in the guest room which Grace now called Amy's room. She explained that she was not comfortable sleeping with another woman and that's what she considered Amy now, another woman, a pretty single girl, and the new homemaker. Overall things were working out and Grace and I became closer in ways we had never been before. She talked to me as I would expect she spoke with all of her girlfriends and treated me different, in a good way. Grace made me feel accepted and comfortable with our new living arrangements. She invited my mom over several times to visit and of course, I served them dinner or tea as the occasion dictated. Mom was very loving and accepting of me and was now referring to me as her daughter. Mom gave me some housekeeping and cooking ideas. They both gave me makeup and hair tips, took me shopping for new outfits several times and I loved every minute. Mom still couldn't get over how I was able to adapt and become so convincing in such a short time but Grace explained that my desire to be feminine created the amazing results. Of course, things never go perfectly and one night when Grace got home from work I could tell something was troubling her. After the dinner I prepared I cleaned up and she asked me to pour us a glass of wine and chat in the living room. When I put the last dish away I took out a chilled bottle of wine and poured two glasses and went into the living room to talk with Grace. "Let me get right to it, Amy. That night when Tony and I first met Amy, it was in shock and not sure about anything including our future but as things turned out so far I can accept your need to live as Amy and honestly, things have been so much better between us since then. I don't have to tell you that for the last year things between us were not that great, but for whatever reason, I feel much closer to you now living with you this way. For the last year, as husband and wife, we rarely had sex, so this transition hasn't been much different. You know how much I love sex and over the last year I've found other ways to satisfy my needs but that's not why what I wanted to talk to you about. That night when we caught you dressed as Amy, you not only shocked me but you also humiliated in front of one of my co-workers. Knowing that my husband was a sissy in front of a co-worker and pro-athlete was terrible and I thought I would never forgive you but Tony was very cool about things. He said it would be our secret and he knows that every relationship is different and wished us the best. Remember, I work with a bunch of male jocks, alpha men, who would make me the joke of the office if they found out about you and the fact that I was living with a sissy. It would be 'open season' on Grace and every guy would be trying even harder to get me in bed. Now with my promotion, if they learned about you it could jeopardize my position because I'm not sure our lifestyle would be accepted and I would probably be pushed out of the company, so this must stay our secret. Do you understand how important this is to me, Amy?" "Of course, Grace. I know you love your job and the new position is going to make our lives even better. I would never do anything to jeopardize that for you or hurt you in any way." "That's what I was hoping to hear you say, Amy. What I'm going to say next might be difficult so go get us another glass of wine and we can continue." I sat there nervously drinking the second glass of wine as I started to feel the effect the wine when Grace started back on the conversation. "Well, today Tony came into my office and said he was ready for that dinner we had promised him." "What dinner is that? I asked him." "He reminded me of a promise I made to him. That night when we saw Amy for the first time I begged Tony to keep this our secret and told him I would have him over for dinner with both of us, and at that time I would have you explain things to him. Well, he said he has been waiting to hear the explanation and wanted to know when we were having him over for dinner. Tony is a friend but I and will keep our secret but just to be sure I knew we had to have him over so I invited him for dinner this Saturday night. That gives you two days to prepare and come up with a nice plan for the three of us. He will be here at 6 pm, on Saturday." "What? Really? What does he expect me to say or explain? I don't think this is a good idea, Grace." "Well, we really don't have much of a choice as I want to keep him happy and we did promise him a dinner for his silence. Besides, you've been around other men and all you need to do is just be Amy. Over some drinks, you can explain how things led to where we are today and who knows it might be therapeutic for you to discuss it with other people." "Grace, this sounds crazy. You want me to make dinner and serve another man in our house and explain how I went from being your husband to now living as Amy full time." "Yes, that's exactly what I'm asking you to do and I if you think about it you will see that you owe it to all of us. That night you humiliated me and I sometimes I wonder what other women would do if they came home to find their husband dressed up as a beautiful woman. To be honest, it took me time and conversations with your mom to understand things better. I can only imagine Tony's confusion and his need to understand. It will be fine and after it's over I'm sure we will all laugh and feel much better about everything. Amy, this isn't open for debate, it's happening and I'm just attempting to get you ready for this. To make it easier on you this time we can have one of our favorite restaurants prepare the meals and deliver them before Tony arrives and all you'll have to do is serve the dinner. That will give you more time to relax and get ready for the evening. I'm sure you will want to look perfect for the evening and god knows you better not embarrass me again, in front of my co-worker. I think I'll make a reservation for you at my salon for Saturday afternoon. I think it's time that Amy got a makeover to find out just how pretty she can be. Won't that be fun, baby? You will also wear that cute black dress your mom and bought for you last weekend along with those sexy four-inch black pumps, you'll look so cute. I think this might turn out to be a fun weekend after all." Tony at work - Dinner as promised - About Tony - ex-pro - big muscular- popular and well-liked with a good image which is important for their work. Salon appointments and Dinner I struggled through the rest of the week constantly thinking about Saturday night and having to explain myself to some guy. A big strong guy that will make me feel quite inferior in front of my wife. I thought about begging Grace to cancel dinner but I knew there was no way she would allow that to happen. Friday afternoon she called me from work and told me that she had made an appointment for me at her Salon with her stylist Nikki. She said that she explained everything to Nikki and that they would be discreet and take care of you as instructed. She told me that I was to arrive at 1 pm and to plan on being there all afternoon. All I had to do was show up in skirt and blouse with just light makeup and they had instructions on exactly what Grace wanted. "I'm having dinner with some of my co-workers at Jackie's house and I might spend the night so if I'm not home I'll expect you to make it over to the salon by yourself, on time. I've explained to Nikki and she was cool with everything. They have other clients like you and understand how important it is to keep things discreet and not divulge any of their client's secrets or discussions. They are professionals, so you don't have to worry about anything. I've given her instructions on what I want to be done and I expect you to allow them to complete things without objections. I'll make sure that dinner arrives before you get home and I'll help you serve dinner so that you have enough time to get ready for our guest. Everything is set and all you will have to do be at the salon at 1 pm sharp. Nikki will be waiting for you and will take you to her private area to work on you, don't be late. Wear some comfortable clothes, a skirt and blouse will make it easy on you. No nylons or stockings tomorrow, just comfortable shoes and light makeup. Just wear that cute denim skirt with the yellow top you wore last week and you can borrow my yellow ballet flats. You'll look cute and comfortable and that's all you'll need. Nikki will take care of the rest. When you get home I'll have the outfit I want you to wear on your bed and you will have enough time to dress and ready yourself for the evening. Do you understand everything? If I'm not home I'll expect you to be at the salon by yourself at 1 pm sharp. Do not keep her waiting. Understand?" "Yes, but what are they going to do? Why aren't you coming home tonight?" "Oh Amy, don't worry about anything. Nikki will enhance what you've already created and helped turn you into an even more convincing woman. The reason I may not make it home is that we are celebrating our recent success in Italy along with my promotion and I plan on enjoying myself. I don't want to worry about getting home late after drinking and partying all night so when Jackie told me to spend the night, I agreed. I would have invited you to the party but I'm afraid I'm not ready to introduce Amy to all my co-workers just yet." I didn't like the thought of Grace celebrating with all those alpha males. I knew there was nothing I could do except to hope nothing would happen. I had to trust her but also knew how a desirable she was around those guys. I knew I had no right to say anything and managed to put it out of my head and not think about it as I contemplated my won upcoming appointments at the salon and dinner with Tony. It was all I could do to maintain my composure. Saturday morning I kept busy doing laundry and cleaning up the house. Grace never came home and I tried not to think about her night out with her friends. I felt butterflies at noon when I realized I had to get ready for my appointment and leave in less than 30 minutes to make sure I got there by 1 pm. I showered and put on the skirt, blouse and shoes that Grace suggested, I then put on some lipstick and fixed my hair. Trying not to think I just focused on getting ready and leaving on time and drove over to the salon in the nearby shopping center. I got there ten minutes early and sat in the car until a few minutes before 1 o'clock. I got out of the car and quickly walked into the salon with my head down trying not to be noticed. As soon as I walked in there was a young girl dressed in a cute red dress and matching heels, large breast, and sweet smile. I felt intimidated by her beauty and how sexy she was dressed. "You must be Amy. Grace told me what you would be wearing and to tell you everything is taken care of and for you to just enjoy yourself. Follow me and I'll take care of you, sweetie. Grace was correct, you make a lovely woman and you have lots of potential. She gave me all the details and we have a busy afternoon so I suggest you just relax and enjoy it, Amy." I was happy to see that we were in a private booth that was off to the side away from the other woman and decided to just relax and enjoy the experience. Nikki removed my wig and placed it on the side and then played with my hair. "Yes, Nikki was right about your hair Amy. It's long enough to work with and when we're done with the extensions you'll not need a wig, isn't that exciting?" "Yes, it would be wonderful to not have to wear them anymore but how?" "That's why you're here to watch and learn," she said handing me a glass of wine. "Just relax and I'll explain things as we go along." I was taken to the shampoo area where the washed my hair and added a new color that Grace had selected. After I was back in Nikki's chair I saw my new blonder colored hair which really changed my look. Nikki then carefully somehow placed dozens of extensions to my hair which created an amazing new look. I now had blond shoulder-length hair that felt thick and natural. I sat there stunned as the new girl I saw in the mirror. "Now don't you look pretty?" Nikki said. "I can't believe it's my hair." "Yes, it's yours now and it won't be coming out anytime soon. Before you leave I'll explain how to care for it and how we will keep it healthy and looking natural. Now I just need to cut and style Grace wanted for you so let's get you finished." When she finished I had a cute stylish cut that framed my face and screamed "Girl!" With this cut, there was no way I could ever convince anyone I was anything but a female. "Well Amy, it looks like Grace was right about this style. The color and cut are just perfect for you features and it will be simple for you to take care of and manage. Now I'm going to bring into Jessie's room where you are scheduled for a body wax. I suggest you finish your wine as this part won't be as fun as your hair styling. I'll see you back here in an hour. Jessie has instructions so just try to relax and you will be done before you know it." The room seemed clinical with just a table for me to lie down on with a counter full of tools and wax. Jessie was another cute girl dressed in a white clinical coat and had me remove my clothes and placed a clean sheet over me and turned on some relaxing music as she started working on my legs. Over the next hour, my entire body was waxed and all hair removed. There was no embarrassment or comments as it was apparent that this was something she had done quite often. At the very end of the treatment, she announced we were almost done and said the only thing left was my eyebrows. She meticulously waxed and trimmed them as Grace had instructed and with she was finally done she instructed me to get dressed and she would be back in to take me to my next area. Thankfully the lotion she applied after removing all my hair seemed to ease the pain caused by all the hair removal and the jasmine scent also kept me relaxed. My skin felt so smooth and silky, I loved the results. I was brought over to the manicurist where this young Asian girl placed me in the massage chair and placed my feet in hot scented water. It was extremely relaxing as the massage chair did its magic while the young girl worked on my pedicure. I now understood why girls liked getting a weekly mani-pedi, it was such a lovely feminine experience. When she was done she dried my feed and opened a preselected red colored nail polish and painted my toenails as I took in the scent of the nail polish and admired the pretty toes I now had. She took me over to her table where she put my nails in warm soapy water and started the process of adding long acrylic nails on my slender fingers and finished them off with the same red color on my toes. Long sexy nails now bright red color that made them stand out and draw attention. Next thing I knew I was in a chair and introduced to the cosmetologist. She explained that she was going to do my face for the evening and to teach me exactly how to replicate the look so I can do it by myself. "The notes say you have a special dinner this evening and we will do you up for nighttime which means darker and a little more than you would use for daytime activities. First, we are going to give you eyelash extensions. Now this will give you a dramatic look from the moment you wake up which will save you lots of time and trouble. Of course, you'll have to come in for fillers ever 3 weeks but believe me you will just love the results." When she was done with the extensions she started on my foundation and went step by step on completing my look. She explained things thoroughly making sure I understood how and why she did each step. "Since you'll be coming in every few weeks for your eyelashes, I'll help you get proficient with all different looks. Soon you'll be better with your makeup than most girls which will increase your confidence and turn you into the pretty girl you are. Now, one more thing we need to do before you leave. Grace said she wants your ears pierced and this will only take a few minutes." She took out the piercing gun and sterilized my earlobes and the gun with solution, placed small dots on each earlobe, lined up the gun and a few minutes later I had pierced ears with gold studs in place. She told me how to care for them and led be back to Nikki at the receptionist counter. "Wow! Amy, you look amazing. Let's take some photos and I'll send you on your way. After several selfies and some poses she smiled, "Well Amy, we so happy to have you as a new customer and Nikki already booked your next appointment in three weeks. Everything is already paid for and Grace added some generous tips for the girls. Tell Grace that if she is unhappy with anything that we will be happy to fix and just to bring you by, OK honey? Now, have a fun dinner and be sure to tell us all about it when you come back." I drove home overwhelmed by the afternoon I just had. As I looked in the car mirror I saw a pretty blonde-haired girl with long eyelashes, sexy makeup, and kissable red glossy lips and a bag full of makeup and nail polish for any touch-ups I might need. Everything I had dreamed of was now a reality and I smiled to myself as went over the day. Pedicure, manicure, hair color, hair extensions, body wax, pierced ears, eyelash extensions, and a complete facial makeover. I was now more of a woman than I ever was able to achieve or dreamed of and it was all thanks to Grace. She seemed to have accepted my desire to dress and act like a woman. She spent time planning and paying for all these treatments and I'm sure she wouldn't have done all this unless she accepted me for who I am. Grace was waiting by the door when I came in the house and was smiling from ear to ear. "You look amazing! I knew that hair color and style would look great on you and best of all you won't have to wear those wigs any longer. They did a fabulous job on your makeup and I just love your new earrings. Let me see those nails, Oh how pretty!" Well, as much as I would love to hear about your day we don't have much time before Tony gets here. You have less than an hour to get dressed and get ready for our guest. The dinner delivery is on the way and will be here in a few minutes. While you're getting ready I'll set up the food so that it's ready to serve. Hurry up, the clothes you are wearing on the bed and your dress is on the back of the door. You'll need your best performance tonight and show us how convincing you can be as Amy. Don't forget your Amy voice and your girly movements. You're going to do just fine, now run along." I quickly went to the bedroom and saw what she had laid out for me to wear. I undressed and cleaned up and then sat slipped on the black lace padded bra with the built-in forms and black shapewear that I struggled getting in place with my new longer nails. I sat on the bed and opened the new package of Wolford pantyhose and slid them over my silky smooth legs and Spank. Next came the silky black dress that mom and I purchased last week and carefully stepped into and zipped it into place. It fit perfectly and felt amazingly sexy over my smooth hairless body and my nylon pantyhose. The tight fit and sexy feelings were heavenly. On the floor next to the bed was the new four-inch heels we also purchased to go with the dress and I stepped into the as I've seen Nikki and other women with ease. I took some steps to get my balance and walked over to the mirror and stood there stunned for several minutes. The woman looking back was completely real. There was no trace on any masculinity, only that of a young woman in a cute black dress with sexy long legs looking back. I never thought I could ever look this convincing and realized at that moment that I've become what I've always considered just a dream. I was now a female in all visual aspects and if I could just remember to move properly and speak in my feminine Amy voice, I'd completely pass as a female. I was excited about the results and just proud of what I was able to achieve until I heard the bell ring. It was at that point that I remembered why I was dressing up and that when I felt the butterflies in my stomach as I started to panic and not wanting to come out of the bedroom. I heard voices as Grace let Tony in and as I stood there in fear not knowing what to do the bedroom door opened and Nikki came in and said, "Oh my, look at you. Aren't you the prettiest little thing? Your mom has great taste, that outfit is perfect for you but we don't have time for chit chat baby. Our guest is here and you need to come down and get the evening started. Spray on a little perfume and let's go." She handed me my perfume and she watched as I sprayed myself and checked my makeup and hair in the mirror. I took a deep breath as she took my hand and led me into the living room. Tony I took small steps and remembered to watch my movements and followed Nikki as we entered the living room. Tony stood up and from his expression, I could tell he was a little shocked. He smiled and then whistled, "Oh my god, you two ladies are a picture of beauty and so sexy. You really went all out for me tonight and I appreciate that very much." It was then I realized that Grace was also dressed up super sexy. I was so focused on myself that I didn't even notice her dress. She had a silky short red dress with a very deep neckline that showed off her very large breast. The red high heels also made her legs super sexy in that short dress. We were both dressed up for night club or fancy affair and it was clear that Tony liked what he saw. "Thank you, Tony. Amy and I had fun getting dressed up together for you tonight. What would you like to drink?" "I'll take a glass of Crown if you have it, over ice please." "Great, have a seat and we will be right back with your drink." He sat on the couch as we went into the dining room where we had a little bar set up. Grace had me open a bottle of wine as she got ice and poured Tony's drink. I filled our wine glasses and Nikki handed me Tony's drink. Grab your wine and Tony's drink and let's go back to Tony. Tony was on the couch and looking very relaxed in his blue blazer and tight jeans. He wore a crisp white shirt and expensive designer sneakers, which you would expect a pro-athlete to wear. You could see his large chest and muscles though the tight clothing he wore. He is a handsome man that would be considered a catch for just about any normal woman. Rich, handsome, muscular, tall, and gentle, he had it everything a girl could want in a man. I handed him the drink and he motioned for me to sit next to him as Nikki sat across from us on the other couch. I crossed my legs and sat with my shoulders back, mirroring Grace as she did the same. We drank our wind as I kept my other hand on my lap and tried to be as graceful as possible Tony raised his glass and said, "Well, a toast to the most beautiful women I ever seen." We giggled and drank our drinks and chatted. It was a casual conversation about the weather, sports, and food. He said he was looking forward to this dinner ever since that night and was sure to bring his appetite. "We're happy you're hungry because we have lots of tasty food for tonight. We're also happy you came over for the dinner we promised. Amy, why don't you refill Tony's drink and then you and I can start getting dinner ready to serve?" I stood and walked over to the bar and as I looked back I noticed Tony staring at my ass as I was wiggled over the bar. It made me uneasy but excited for some reason at the same time. In the kitchen, we both worked on getting the food out and ready to serve. When things were almost ready Grace told me to start placing the food out and she would keep Tony company in the meantime. I heard them talking on the couch as I started placing the food out on the table and filling the water glasses. I couldn't hear what they were saying and decided to just focus on the dinner. They came into the dining room and Tony took the seat at the head of the table and Grace and I sat next to him, across from each other. For the next hour, we sat and enjoyed a very nice dinner and drinks. Several times I had to get up and refill our water glasses and get Tony another drink. It was clear that I was in charge of the food and serving our guest and Nikki was sure to reinforce this as well. "Tony, when Amy found out you were coming over for dinner she was excited about cooking you this meal. She spent the day getting ready and cooking all this for you, didn't you Amy?" she said looking over and smiling at me. "Yes, I wanted this to be a nice evening. I hope you liked everything." I said trying to maintain my control. "Girls the food and company were just perfect and I really appreciate your hospitality but I have a confession, I had an alternative reason for coming over tonight." Looking at Grace and in with a serious tone said, "When I brought you home from the airport that night and found your husband dressed as an attractive woman intrigued me and it's been on my mind for some time. I have several questions and wanted to have this dinner to better understand things. Since we will be working so closely it's important to me that we don't have any secrets and come to an understanding." I could tell that Grace was uncomfortable and just nodded. Tony turned to me and in a friendly voice, looked deep into my eyes and started asking me questions. "Please don't be intimidated by my questions because I'm fascinated and I find you very attractive and please understand that I am a very open person. So tell me, when did you start dressing up in women's clothing?" "I started when I was very young." "Please tell me about it, all of it so that I can understand better." Not knowing what else to do I looked over at Grace as she nodded and permitted me to tell him everything. And I did. I told him how I've been dressing all my life, how my mom knew and helped me when I was young, and it was something I never outgrew. I explained how I tried several times but it was always something I needed deep down inside. I stopped for several years and when Grace was away on long work trips, I found myself dressing again. I loved Grace but this was something I just needed and could not resist." For the next hour, he asked many more questions including if I enjoyed being Amy with his wife tonight. "Did you enjoy the evening, and being Amy tonight? Do you enjoy living and being a woman like this?" Between all the wine, and all the frank conversation, I found myself being completely honest and said yes, I loved being Amy and enjoyed the entire evening. I saw the shocked look on Grace's face as I said those words and realized that I had just confessed to something she already knew but until that moment, never heard me say. I wondered what she was thinking and how things might change after my confession. Tony said, "Thank you for being so open and honest, Amy. I would also like to be honest and open and maybe that will explain my deep interest in your dressing up as a woman. I'm about to tell you something nobody knows and I'll expect both of you to keep it between us and at the same time, I'll keep your secret safe as well. As you probably know the media always likes to call me a Playboy because I am always seen with different beautiful women and famous models. It's kind of funny because it's not something I ever wanted but just happened and in order to keep my fans and friends happy just continued dating one after another. In our office, all the Pro's and management are constantly hitting on Grace because she is so beautiful, confident, and always wears such sexy clothes all the time. As a man, I'm not sure I would be able to put up with all of that but that's beside the point. Grace, have you ever wondered why I've never hit on you like all the other guys?" Grace looked puzzled and said, "Now that you mention it, yes!" "OK, well since we are all letting out our deep secrets, I'm bi-sexual and prefer to be with men over women. There are a number of us in the Pro Athlete world that are like me, but we choose to keep it quiet and put on a show for everyone else for many reasons. It's difficult for me, especially when there are company affairs and events that call for me to have a companion. I usually have to bring someone I would rather not be with. I've always had desired to be with a girl just like Amy and when I saw her that night it was like lightning bolt went off inside my head. Amy was what I've been looking for a girl that can offer me the best of both worlds. I've always wanted to date a girl like Amy but never knew how to find one that would be able to keep my secret until now." This changes everything because Amy Rose, you have everything I find attractive in a woman. Since I'm six foot six and a big guy I need a companion that has a relative height and you're perfect. Most of the other girls I date too small and make me feel awkward but you're the perfect complement to my size. Just like Grace, you dress elegant and sexy and I love that in both of you. You would make a perfect complement to me with that something extra I need and enjoy. To be honest, I came here tonight with low expectations but after getting to know you and seeing how comfortable you are as a woman I want to spend more time with you. Grace, you asked me to keep this secret and I want to do just that. I can't imagine how living with Amy would impact your new position. If all the macho men at the company and our customers learned that your husband is living as a woman, it would ruin your career. I promise never to say a word and it will remain our secret, however, I will do this with this one simple demand and I hope it?s something you both will be comfortable with." Tony looked at Grace and then me and said, "Ever since that night last week when Grace and I saw you dressed as Amy, and we learned about your secret, I couldn't stop thinking about how sexy you were and how I wish I could find a woman like you. I always wanted to be with a beautiful woman that met all my needs and when I saw you I realized that a girl like you is what I need in my life. To be honest, when I started thinking about this situation, I realized there could be a way for everyone to get what they want and I'm willing to start slow and let you get comfortable with the situation. As I said earlier, whenever I go to all the events and need a companion to accompany me and I find myself always asking women to go as my date but I never have feelings for them and nothing ever happens. I know when I leave them they aren't happy and I know they must talk with the other girls and I'm always afraid my Playboy reputation could be hurt which would affect my income and public image, as you can imagine. Grace, if you agree to this what I'm suggesting is that you will allow Amy to be my companion on these dinners and events. Amy would be someone that knows me and will keep my secrets safe. You see, we will be helping each other get what we want and nobody is harmed and I promise to take good care of Amy at all times." With my mouth wide open in shock I saw Grace thinking about what he said and looked over at me, "Well, see what you've gotten yourself into Amy? It appears you now have a boyfriend. Isn't that special? I don't know what to say except you are getting exactly what you deserve, Amy. You will have to do this and accept this in order to save my career and our marriage." I protested and tried to back out but Tony and flat out declined the offer. I said it was out of the question and he will just have to get another date for the event. Tony made it very clear that this wasn't a request in a loud forceful voice that shook me deep inside and let us both know that he was in charge. "Girls, this is not open to discussion. Next Friday there is a Charity dinner event in the city and I will have my limo pick Amy up at 7 pm for a formal dinner so dress accordingly. I will also expect you to act warmly towards me in front over everyone. Is that clear? This is not a game and I'm trying to be nice about it and I was hoping that you would be open to this offer and accept my request and friendship. Either way, you will be my date. I'm hoping you'll reconsider your feelings and try to be happy about the opportunity to be out with me in public, as Amy. Grace, this is the annual charity event that you will be hosting next Friday, so the good news is that you will be there for support if Amy needs some. Let's just take some time to think this through and you'll see how this can be a benefit to all of us, I'm sure." That was how we ended the dinner. Tony thanked us for the great food and wonderful hospitality and once again said the limo would be picking me up at 7 pm next Friday and how he was looking forward to our time together next week. He gave both Grace and I a hug and kiss before leaving us to clean up the mess. After she closed the door she turned and looked at me with an odd look and said, "Well, that was unexpected. I mean, you make a pretty girl but I never anticipated this or the fact that my husband is now dating a hot pro athlete. It makes me kind of jealous," she said with an odd laugh. I was so nervous and said, "Are you really going to make me do this and go out with a man? Are you kidding, I said almost in tears?" A little angry she said, "Don't cry to me Amy, this is all you?re doing. You're the one that was sneaking around dressing up and acting like a girl and careless enough to get caught. It's not my fault he prefers special girls like you, but that's exactly what's happening. Yes, you're going to do this and you're going to do it right, nothing halfway. I've worked too hard to get where I am today, and you will not screw up my career! Do you understand? It's bad enough I have to learn about your feminine side the way I did, but I am not going to let you screw up everything I've worked for, so get used to it quickly, Princess. I suggest you try to accept your fate and accept your new role as Tony's companion because we don't have any other choice. Once you accept it you will have fun going to all these fancy events. I remember how you used to complain that you never got to go to all of these affairs and meet the Pro-Athletes, so now you have your opportunity. Listen, this wasn't my idea and I can understand how you feel but you need to consider the situation here. My new position is going to make us very comfortable and you won't even have to work if you don't want to, which means you'll have more time to spend as Amy and my housewife. Just give it some thought and I'm sure you'll see the advantages. I can tell you there are lots of women that would love to be in your place right now being Tony's female companion. Amy, it's just like everything else you've recently experienced like having your ears pierced, your new hairstyle, long nails, and eyelash extensions. You'll quickly get used to the idea and enjoy another part of being a woman, which is what you told your mom you always wanted. I can't wait to tell her the news, she'll be so excited for you, sweetie. We will have to shop for a new outfit for the Charity Ball this week. I'll call your mom to join us because she knows exactly what looks good on you and I enjoy seeing how different you act around her, it's really amusing. We'll have fun and we can do dinner when we're done shopping. I'll arrange another salon treatment for Friday afternoon to get you ready for the evening. Tell the truth, you do enjoy the shopping and salon visits, don?t you?" "Yes, I do love that part of it but I only want to be with you." "I know you love it and I love taking you shopping and seeing how girly you act when we're out together. As far as only being with me, well that seems to have changed tonight. No, you will get used to it and I have a feeling you'll enjoy the attention you get on a date and how women get treated by a real man. You may never want to come back from this, Amy." Part2... coming soon