I'd only been married a little over a year when my wife came home early and found me jacking off using a pair of her panties and to be sure, this wasn't the first time. There I was lying in bed with her wispy little nylon panties wrapped around my dick and cumming like nobody's business. I was so wrapped up in my own pleasure that I hadn't even noticed her standing in the doorway watching me.

“Are you having fun?”

Her voice scared the shit out of me and my erection faded much faster than normal. My first instinct was to attempt to hide, or at least cover my nudity even though she'd seen me naked a million times.

“Don't try to hide. You're so busted.”

“I'm sorry Kathy. It won't happen again!” I told her, pleading with her not to be angry.

“Don't make it worse by lying, Richard. You know as well as I that it will happen again. Now get out of bed and come into the den so we can discuss this and our future. Oh, don't bother getting dressed, come on in there naked and with a clean pair of panties.”

“But… but...” I stammered, so embarrassed I could barely even think.

“Just shut up and do it!”

I climbed out of bed, put the soiled panties in the hamper and took a clean pair from her drawer before following her to the den.

“Is this what you do on your days off? Do you run around the house naked and jack off in my panties all the time? I know it's not the first time so don't even try to tell me it is. In fact, you sometimes wear my panties and jack off into them. I know this because I find cum stains inside them and they are several pair that are stretched out too big for me.”

Hanging my head in shame, I replied, “You're correct. It's just that they feel so sexy.”

“And?”

“And I just can't help myself.”

“So you just grab a pair and wear them around for a while before you soil them with your sperm,” she said.

“Pretty much, yea,” I answered quietly. Since I'd been caught in the act again there was no point in denying what I did on a very regular basis.

“You admit that you like to wear panties to bolster you masturbation games,” she said bluntly.

“Yes.”

“Now that we have that settled I want to tell you that I also know you've been wearing my nylons. I know this because you've stretched them out so badly that I can't wear them without them sagging and looking ugly. Now you can tell me that you like to wear them also.”

I was caught again and I knew there was no point denying any of what she was saying. “Yes, I like to wear your stockings.”

“I'm going out to get dinner and then I need to think this over. I've also got to buy some new panties and stockings to make up for those you've ruined. When I get home I want you to be wearing a pair of panties and a pair of stockings. If you need to 'borrow' a garter belt, you can use the black one since I think that's the one you prefer. I want you waiting for me right there on the couch, and you better have an erection. Do you understand me?”

“Yes,” I answered quietly.

Kathy smiled sweetly, kissed my cheek and said, “I do love you, baby.”

“I love you too, Kathy,” I answered and watched her swish out the door.

After she was gone I hurried to do her bidding. I put on a pair of panties and then chose a pair of stockings that I'd worn a couple of times. There was no sense stretching another pair. The feel of the smooth material sliding up my legs was more than enough to get my cock hard again, add to that the garter belt I put on and I was rock solid.

After setting the table I sat on the couch, waiting for her return, and thought about what she might be thinking about. I'm sure divorce had crossed her mind but she seemed to have calmed down a whole lot. I looked at my legs and wished she'd ordered me to shave them. I'd done it a couple of times while in high school and really loved the way it made me feel, having legs so smooth and silky and then topping that by putting on a pair of stockings.

Even though I wasn't sure about how much time I had before Kathy returned, I had to take a look at myself in the mirror. What I saw gave me a hard on almost immediately. If my hair was styled in a feminine way and with the proper application of makeup, a bra and some boobs, I might make a decent looking woman. But that was something I needed to keep to myself because Kathy might leave me if she found out about that fetish.

When she finally got home I was sitting on the couch with a very hard cock, just like she'd told me to be.

Kathy walked into the house carrying two bags. She looked at me and smiled wickedly, “Very good. Be a good girl and go get the sacks out of the car for me.”

I jumped up and dashed for the door before realizing I was only wearing panties and stockings, and had an erection to boot. I stopped and looked at her and realized she wanted me to go outside dressed like this just to humiliate me.

“Go on, go get the bags. Now!”

I'd never gone outside dressed like this, even when I was a teenager, but there's always a first time for everything. I was outside trying to get everything in one trip and it dawned on me that she'd referred to me as a girl earlier and my cock grew hard again. It wound up taking three trips to get everything into the house.

Kathy had taken the opportunity to change clothes. She was sitting at the table in her robe, black stockings and four inch black heels. I immediately knew something was up because when she dressed like this she was extremely horny, and of course my cock sprang to attention.

“Isn't that so cute. You're little clitty is getting hard,” she laughed.

The size of my dick had been a standing joke with us for a while. I wasn't very large. In fact I was actually quite small in that department. But no matter what, unless I was drunk, I always got her off at least once before I put it inside her. I had a feeling that if we did anything tonight I'd better make sure she was extremely well satisfied.

After eating the Italian she'd brought home, she told me to clean the table and then come to the bedroom. I was pretty sure we were going to be occupied much more intimately while we were in the bedroom and my dick wasn't wasting any time getting prepared. I was in no way prepared for what Kathy was about to do.

“I didn't think you'd ever get here. Wait, just stand there and let me look at you.”

After a few minutes of her walking around me, patting my butt as well as feeling my hard dick, she stopped and smiled. “You know what? I really do like seeing you in panties and stockings a lot more than I thought I would. Okay, here's the deal, and I really think you'll like this. You're to wear panties all the time and stockings when appropriate, which will be most of the time. I also want you to shave your legs everyday so your stubble won't put runs in your hose. No more of those ugly cotton things for you. Got it so far?”

“Yes,” I answered, hoping my voice wouldn't give me away. I couldn't believe my wife was actually instructing me to wear panties and hose.

“Raise your arms.”

I did as she said.

“You'll also shave your pits daily. Understand me?”

“Yes. Shave my legs and pits every day.”

“Good. Well, what are you waiting for? Go run a bubble bath and shave everything including your face.”

This was something that was really turning me on and my hard cock was testament to that.

“Wait a minute. Before you do that, I want you to jack off for me. When you cum, do it in your hand and not the panties.”

Since I was already super horny, I didn't have to be told twice. My hand dipped into my panties, an act I was relatively familiar with, and I started stroking while she watched. It wasn't long before I felt that familiar sensation signaling that I was about to blow my load. My entire body began to convulse and then my hand began filling with hot, sticky, white cum. I watched as my sperm continued pouring from me, almost overflowing my cupped hand.

“Let me see,” Kathy said when I was finished.

“That's very good. Now I want you to lick it all up and swallow every drop.”

“Huh, what?”

“Now!”

I did as she said, fearing what the consequences might be if I disobeyed. As quickly as I could I slurped the cum out of my hand and swallowed it before licking all the traces from my hand. The taste was sort of bittersweet and salty, but not all that bad. The consistency, however, was an entirely different story. I couldn't decide if I was swallowing oysters or snot or whatever. But when I thought back on the entire cum swallowing thing I thought that I just might be doing some more of it.

After inspecting my hand Kathy told me to go bathe and shave and she just might have a surprise for me.

I hurried to the bathroom and ran a bubble bath, as per her instructions. I really hated getting undressed but since I was supposed to wear these same type garments daily, I didn't hesitate. Climbing into the tub, I let the water run for a while longer before bathing and finally shaving.

I was still in the process of shaving, raising one leg out of the water to do as I'd seen Kathy do on numerous occasions, when she abruptly walked in. It was more than a little embarrassing to be caught shaving my legs even though that's what I was instructed to do.

“When you get dried off, wear this,” she said and showed me a wispy electric blue baby doll nightie with black lace trim and matching panties. “Oh, there's also a pair of black stay up stocking you can wear as well.”

“Cool,” I exclaimed with maybe a little too much enthusiasm and then continued with my task at hand.

I hurried as best I could, shaving my legs, face and arm pits before climbing out, drying off and getting dressed. Starting with the stockings I slowly rolled them up my legs, truly loving the feel of the sheer material as it slid over my freshly shaved skin.

After I had the stockings in place I stepped into the tiny panties and pulled them up. Finally, I slipped the baby doll over my head and let it fall down so that it fit me nicely. I went from the bathroom to the bedroom and found Kathy sitting in bed with her legs spread so that her pussy was wide open and clearly quite wet.

“You've tasted man cum, now come here and taste some of mine,” she smiled and ran her fingers up and down her wet pussy.

Climbing onto the bed I lay between her legs and began kissing all around her, breathing in her heady aroma. In just a few minutes I was driving my tongue as deeply into her as I could and then pulling back to give her clit a very nice workout. Then I really surprised her and moved to her asshole for a while, going so far as to drive my tongue inside her. Back and forth I went, giving her as much pleasure as I possibly could. I worked my way through two of her earth shaking orgasms and would have made it three but she pushed me away.

“Don't move, I'll be right back. Now don't you dare peek or there will be hell to pay!”

I lay on the bed, using my hands to shield my eyes, keeping me from peeking. I wasn't in any position to argue with her.

“Just relax, baby, let me give your pussy a big kiss,” Kathy said when she returned and then pulled my panties down.

I'd never referred to my asshole as a pussy before, but then I'd never been referred to as a girl either.

Her lips fell to my ass and she kissed all around before actually making contact with my puckered little hole. The feeling of her lips and tongue back there felt wonderful and before very long I was lifting my ass up to her, wanting more and more. Then she moved and I felt her finger prodding against my asshole, slowly forcing its way inside.

“Oooh, Kathy! Ooohh that feels so good!” I moaned as she drove deeper into my virginal asshole.

Kathy fucked me with her finger for several minutes before I felt a second finger joining the first, stretching me open a little further.

“Oh, baby, fuck my ass!”

I felt a sharp, stinging blow on an ass cheek and jumped.

“This is your pussy!”

“Yes, ma'am! Please fuck my pussy,” I grunted, pushing back against her fingers.

“We'll need some lubricant,” she said and reached for a tube I'd never seen before.

Kathy poured some in her hand and spread it all over and into my asshole, or pussy as she wanted me to call it. No matter what she wanted to call my asshole, the feeling of her fingers gliding easily into and out of me was incredible.

She withdrew from me and I felt her weight shifting on the bed as she changed position. Then it felt like she was trying to shove a telephone pole up my ass, maybe her entire hand at the very least. I relaxed as best as I could and finally felt her slip into me, which, after the initial pain, really felt damn good.

Slowly but steadily she started moving in and out of my pussy, and I loved it. Then I felt her hands, both of them, holding my hips and still moving in and out of me and I panicked somewhat until the pleasure I was getting outweighed any common sense I had. I tried to look back and see how she could possibly be doing this but my long hair was blinding me.

Pulling me up to my knees Kathy really began driving into my pussy. Somehow or other my dear wife was fucking me. Even more incredible than that, I liked it.

“Fuck me, Kathy! Ooohh, fuck me good,” I moaned.

“You like my cock in your pussy?”

“Yes! Oh yes! Fuck me!” I yelped. “Don't stop! Ooohh, baby, fuck me harder!”

“Good thing, sweetie, because I'm not gonna stop until I cum at least two times.”

She was true to her word and kept on fucking me for a long time. I felt her body shudder and then she fucked me hard and fast. I could feel an orgasm of my own building but when I looked between my legs I was astonished to see my cock was nowhere near being hard. In the meantime Kathy caught her breath and kept on fucking me.

“You really do like getting your pussy fucked,” she laughed wickedly.

“Oh yes, yes I do!” I replied, panting as I felt myself growing closer and closer.

I couldn't think of anything except the orgasm I was about to have. Looking back between my legs I felt my orgasm overtake me and I watched as streams of sperm slipped out of my limp dick and began puddling on the bed while my body shook mightily. Then I felt Kathy begin to cum again and she really fucked me hard until she was finished and fell back, pulling out of my well fucked pussy.

When she pulled out of me I fell onto the bed, moaning and gasping for breath. I'd never laid in 'the wet spot' before but I kind of liked it. In fact, that was probably where I belonged, right in 'the wet spot'.

After laying on the bed for several minutes Kathy got up and took off everything and slipped into a nightie. That's when I saw that she'd been fucking me with a really big dildo which was eight to ten inches in length and about three inches around. When she returned to bed we kissed and then cuddled together for a while before falling asleep.

The next morning I awoke with a great need to pee so I crawled out of bed and padded to the bathroom just as Kathy was walking down the hall toward me. She stopped and watched as I approached the toilet.

“You better sit to pee,” she said with no sign of merriment. “If you stand to piss and miss the bowl with even a drop you'll have to lick it up.”

“Yes, ma'am,” I replied and sat on the toilet, aiming my dick downward to avoid any chance of missing.

“How does your pussy feel this morning?”

“Very well fucked,” I smiled back at her. I didn't really want to just come right out and tell her how much I loved getting fucked in that manner, and I really had to bite my tongue to keep from telling her it would have been better with a real man's cock pounding my little asshole, or pussy.

“Good. I'm glad you liked it. You'll be getting that a lot from now on as well as eating my pussy any time I tell you. It'll be a very long time before your little clitty gets inside my cunt again. So you might as well accept that fact.”

“I like eating you, Kathy.”

“That's even better. I want my lesbian lover to enjoy herself. Get dressed when you finish. I've laid out your clothes. We'll have to go shopping to get you a fuller wardrobe. Oh, I put your panties in the drawer and threw out all those cotton things.”

After dabbing my dick dry I went to the bedroom and looked in my underwear drawer, or as it's now called, my panty drawer. Inside I found several pairs of panties, from thongs, to sheer nylon bikini panties, and everything in between.

Slipping out of my nightie I turned to see what she wanted me to wear and I wasn't very shocked to find a navy skirt, pale blue panties, a bra, and a light blue, short sleeve pullover top as well as a pair of pantyhose.

I got dressed fairly quickly and then noticed a pair of heels beside the bed. I looked at them and saw they were new and not in Kathy's size. When I slipped my nylon clad feet into them I found a perfect fit. But when I started to walk out of the bedroom I nearly fell and broke my neck. It didn't take me very long to figure out I needed to alter my walking pattern or fall on my face.

I came out of the bedroom and slowly walked to the kitchen where I could hear Kathy puttering about. As soon as my heels struck the tile floor she turned and watched me walk to the table.

“You look nice this morning, dearie,” she said and smiled broadly.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” I replied. “Now if I can just learn to walk in these heels without breaking anything I'll be doing good.”

“Just take it slowly and you'll be just fine. Oh, and when you sit, I better not be able to see your panties,” she smiled and placed my breakfast before me.

“I'll try to remember to keep my knees together,” I replied and pulled my legs together just to make sure.

“Don't forget to take your vitamins,” she told me and nodded to a pile of pills.

“All of these?”

“There's three new ones so we'll have to double up on them until they get into your system.”

“Oh, okay,” I replied and began taking pill after pill.

“When you look for your jeans you won't find them. I've already taken them to the thrift store and I better not find anymore unless I buy them for you. Well, one pair I cut off and you can wear them.”

“Thanks,” I laughed without realizing she'd turned them into extremely short cut offs or that she'd chosen the pair I was going to get rid of because they were very tight.

“It's too bad I don't have any boobs to wear. I think I'd look really cute in this outfit if I did.”

“Hmm I think your right about that. Okay, I'll go online and order you a pair. How does a C cup sound?”

“That big? Wow,” I laughed. “I'll need bigger bras if we go that big.”

“That's not a problem. Most girls go through several bras before they stop growing and so will you. I think we should start off with something a bit smaller and work up to a C cup.

It'll be just like growing up. When you finish with breakfast and get the kitchen cleaned we'll work on your makeup,” Kathy smiled.

“Makeup?”

“Of course. I'll help you learn but you'll have to be able to do it yourself. All girls have to learn sooner or later and you're getting a pretty late start as it is.”

“But I'm not a girl.”

“Yes, but you certainly do like pretending to be one. Did you really think I didn't know what you were doing for the past couple of years? I have dozens of pictures of you prancing around the house in my panties and quite a few of you jacking off with them as well.”

“Huh? How?”

Some of them I took myself while you were, uh, busy and the rest were taken by means of spy cameras I set up all over the house. The quality isn't all that good, not like the ones I took of you getting fucking in that cute nightie last night, but you're quite recognizable in all of them. So unless you want me to pass these photos around and put them on the Internet, you'll do what I say, exactly when I tell you. Do you understand what I'm saying?”

“Yes, Kathy, I understand.”

After I finished cleaning the kitchen Kathy took me to her vanity and we spent the next six hours working on my makeup. Several times we'd take off my makeup and I would have to put it back on. When I finally got the right look and put on the makeup myself, Kathy fucked me hard until she came twice and my seed rolled out and into my hand. Once again I had to clean my hand before she allowed me to eat her pussy.

Over the next four months I gradually took over all of the household duties. Kathy made me either quit my job or go dressed like a woman. I quit.

She cut and styled my hair in very attractive feminine way and my nails, both finger and toe, were kept painted. During this time I started wearing silicone boobs all the time, except in bed. Kathy fucked me everyday, an act I had completely fallen in love with. She made me eat my sperm, and always eat her pussy.

After being in the house for four straight months, except for getting the mail or going into the backyard, I found that I was going stir crazy. So one day I went outside for a walk, after double checking my makeup and picking up my purse. I must have walked two or three miles in heels and got whistled at once, which was pretty cool. I've also got to admit that the wind blowing at my skirt made me feel really good.

At least I didn't have to tell Kathy about my walk because the spy cameras were still doing their job quite well.

“How did you enjoy your walk this afternoon?”

“It was nice.”

“I knew you could do it if you put your mind to it, and you did. Not only that but you seemed to enjoy it as well. Now that you've ventured outside all dressed up, I think you should answer to a more appropriate name. I think Brenda sounds good.”

“Brenda, huh? Okay, Brenda it is. And yes I did enjoy the walk. I was scared shitless but I just had to get out for a while. Once I got over the jitters I just kept on walking.”

“I'm so glad you finally got up the nerve to go outside. To celebrate this small step for womanhood, we're going out Friday night.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. Now, sugar, go put on a sexy nightie because I'm really horny and I've got a new toy you're gonna love.” Reaching down Kathy opened a sack at her feet and pulled out a brand new dildo, longer and fatter than the one she'd been using on me.

“This little gem is so much more lifelike in both looks and action. See this bulb? Well when I have an orgasm I just squeeze this and it squirts out this artificial cum. You're gonna love it when I cum in your pussy, or in your mouth for that matter. Looks like you'll get to sleep in the wet spot again.”

“Looks like it,” I smiled and then went to change clothes. I'd slept in the wet spot so often over the past few months that I had gotten used to it, even looked forward to it.

When I looked up Kathy was standing in the doorway wearing nothing except her new strap on cock, and it looked primed and very ready to fuck my little pussy.

“Come here, slut. Suck my fucking cock,” she said forcefully.

I wasted little time going to her and sinking to my knees. Kathy had used the other dildo to fuck my face more than once while she got off. This cock, however, was bigger and ready to give me some cum.

Leaning toward her I began flicking my tongue out to feel the fake cock but since I'd never felt a real one with my tongue I really had no basis for comparison. However when I put my hand on it to guide it to my mouth I was amazed at how much it felt like my own, except that it was extremely huge compared to mine. Eventually I got it to my lips and kissed it lightly, fantasizing that this was the real deal and I was about to give my lover a blow job.

Kathy pressed forward feeding the dildo into my mouth and the feeling of that hard thing sliding across my lips was like nothing else I'd ever experienced. More and more of the artificial cock disappeared into my mouth until it struck the back of my throat and I gagged.

Kathy pulled back for an instant and then pushed back into me. Several times she struck against my gag reflex and had to start over. Then she pushed forward while I was swallowing and the dildo went right on down my throat, stopping only when my nose was against the harness that held it in place. I had actually deep throated my wife's cock!

“That's right, my little cocksucking sissy girl, take it all! Suck my fucking cock, you little tramp!” Kathy spat.

This wasn't the first time Kathy had used this type language on me. It seemed that calling me names and degrading me really turned her on. Of course, it turned me on quite a bit as well. But this time, armed with the knowledge that I would be getting a load of jism, even fake jism, gave me even more incentive to get her off. My head bobbed up and down on her cock, giving her clit a good workout with the back side of the dildo.

“Oh yea, Brenda, suck my fucking cock!”

I kept on sucking her cock and she continued to fuck my mouth. In my imagination I was going down on a real man and doing everything I could to make him cum. With this visual in my head it was seemed easier for me to suck this big cock. This wasn't the first time I had fantasized about being with a man with a hard dick. In fact, I had fantasized about this even before Kathy caught me jacking off with a pair of her panties but now I had these fantasies every time I serviced her.

Since I was still learning the art of sucking cock it took me quite a while to actually bring her to orgasm but I did eventually.

“Oh get ready, slut! Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum. Yea, bitch, I'm gonna fill you mouth with cum and you better not waste any of it!”

That was all the warning she gave me because right after that I felt her body stiffen greatly and then she really began fucking my mouth. This action was followed by a huge stream of fake cum flowing into my mouth. I barely got a chance to taste it when another blast of cum flooded me. I had to swallow, and then swallow some more, but I didn't let even one drop escape.

“You're such a good little cocksucker, Brenda,” Kathy laughed.

“Thank you,” I answered, a broad smile on my face.

“But I've always known you would be,” she laughed again. “Are you positive you've never done this to a man?”

“Absolutely.”

“And you would tell me if you had?”

“Yes, ma'am.”

“Okay then. Go get in bed. I'll be there as soon as I reload,” she said and patted my ass. “I think you need to find out what a cock shooting its load in your pussy feels like.”

“I'm sure I'll love it,” I smiled at her. This was almost like a dream come rue for me, except in the dream it was a real man using my ass pussy for his pleasure.

“But it really doesn't matter if you like it or not because little sissy sluts like you are made to be fucked, and I promise you're going to get fucked really hard.”

“Thank you,” I laughed and trotted off to the bedroom.

Kathy came into the room a few minutes later, her big cock swinging as she walked.

“On your knees, bitch!”

It took me about two seconds to assume the doggy style position, my ass in the air awaiting the entrance of her huge cock.

“I'm gonna tear up your sissy little pussy with this big cock of mine,” she growled as she climbed onto the bed.

“Please be easy with me,” I whimpered.

Easy wouldn't be the word I'd use to describe the assault on my poor little ass pussy. Even though my asshole was very well lubed and so was the dildo, when Kathy drove it into me it stretched and hurt me more than ever. I whimpered as the initial shock of being so roughly entered registered in my brain.

“Take it slut! You know you love my big, hard cock fucking your tight fucking pussy! Say it, Brenda! Tell me how much you love it!”

“Ooohh, I love your cock in my pussy! I want to feel you cum inside me! Fuck me! Oh fuck my pussy hard!”

Kathy fucked me like never before, driving her hard cock into me faster and faster. When she hit bottom it hurt as well as feeling so absolutely wonderful. Over and over she hammered into me until I felt my own little dick spilling its seed which quickly filled my hand. As always I licked my hand clean while she continued to pump in and out of my ass. Then something entirely different washed over me, a feeling that had no comparison. This feeling was so much better than my orgasm had been and it seemed to go on forever and ever.

Totally lost in my new, wondrous feeling, I was brought back to earth when I felt Kathy tense and then slam her cock into my as deeply as she could. Seconds later I could feel the fake sperm blasting into me and that sent me spinning completely out of control.

“Yesss! Yesss!”

“Take it all, you fucking little whore!”

After a few more strokes Kathy pushed forward and we collapsed on the bed in a heap of satisfied flesh. Even though I always came when Kathy fucked me, nothing could even come close to the way I had cum tonight.

When Kathy and I went out the next Friday night I was both thrilled and scared. She chose a very calm and quiet bar and grill not too far from home. This was my first time out in public dressed as a woman, not counting the walk I'd had earlier in the week. Tonight I would be interacting with the waitress and then we'd see if I could pull this masquerade off.

I needn't have been so worried because everything went off without a hitch. The voice training discs Kathy had purchased had done their job quite well. We had a couple of drinks, a very nice meal, and then a couple of more drinks, one of which was paid for by a man at the bar. That was the first time a man had ever bought me a drink, but something told me it wouldn't be the last.

Almost a year passed after that and our excursions grew more and more frequent. Not just out for a drink and a meal, but shopping as well. My wardrobe increased as did Kathy's, both of which included numerous very sexy dresses and more heels than I could shake a stick at.

One thing I did notice was that my masturbating frequency had dwindled down to maybe once every couple of months, unless she wanted me to jack off in front of her, but that was cool. I didn't miss jacking off a bit mainly because Kathy demanded sex of some sort almost every night, except when she was having her period. When she was on her period she decided that I needed to have one also, as in wearing a tampon in my ass pussy and changing it daily.

Kathy also decided that I should be totally in charge of keeping the house, cleaning it, cooking meals, and doing the grocery shopping. My first outing into the real world was simply going out to pick up carry out food through a drive through burger joint. Even at that it was quite nerve racking the first few times. After that I ran simple errands for her like going to the cleaners, post office or other easy things before actually going to the grocery store on my own.

Once I had mastered going to the grocery store I began doing other things, like shopping for clothes, birthday presents and Christmas shopping. All these things I did without any problems whatsoever except those in my mind where I feared being discovered. As time went by I felt more and more comfortable until it became so natural that I didn't think twice about going out.

Once I was comfortable and more secure in my role of being a woman Kathy stepped it up a notch by hosting lingerie parties in our home or bridal showers, even a couple of baby showers. In short I was totally immersed in my new role and happy with my life, though there was definitely something missing.

Since we were always seen together, and I was always in the submissive role of waiting on everyone, the women at these parties began assuming we were lesbians and let it go at that.

Although I immensely enjoyed having sex with Kathy, that is, being the dutiful wife and servicing her whenever she wanted sex, orally or anally, I did sometimes wish I could roll her on her back and sink my cock into her. It had been so long since I actually penetrated her that I wondered if I still could but these feelings were very few and far between and I was actually feeling more and more like a woman. Maybe Kathy was a closet lesbian after all, but I doubted that.

One of the positions we used was more exciting to me. I'd roll up on my shoulders with my ass pussy in the air and my cock dangling over my face. Kathy would then fuck me until my seed flowed from my cock and I would catch it in my mouth. This was always so much better than cumming in my hand and licking it clean.

A little less than eighteen months after I had started taking the extra vitamins I was taking a bubble bath and noticed that my nipples were becoming very sensitive and puffy, almost like I was sprouting titties. At first I didn't think much of it but a month later they were still sensitive and looked as if they were getting bigger and that impossible act made me laugh.

Then one night while she was fucking me doggy style, I looked into the mirror and was amazed that it looked like I had boobs slightly swinging with the rhythm of her thrusts. After we were finished, and the fake cum was slowly oozing from my ass pussy, I made mention of this weird anomaly.

“Um, Kathy, I looked in the mirror while we were, uh, while you were, uh, fucking me, and it almost looked like I had titties hanging down,” I told her while cuddling next to her.

“Oh? Well, I suppose that's a normal thing for a girl to have as she gets older,” she smiled and squeezed my left boob. “But don't worry about a thing, baby, I'm sure they'll get bigger.”

“Bigger? But how am I growing them to begin with.”

“Okay, I suppose it's time I should tell you. Those extra vitamins you've been taking are really female hormones. You've been on hormone replacement therapy for quite a while.”

“Should I stop taking them?”

“It won't make them go away. You've got boobies and that's all there is to it. Keep on taking them and they'll continue to grow, stop and they'll stay where they are. Haven't you noticed that your clit, er, cock, doesn't get hard like it used to? It won't because of the hormones and a testosterone blocker you've been taking as well. By now you should be producing enough testosterone to dribble out a little sperm but that's about it.”

“So what should I do?”

“Just relax and enjoy the sex you're getting. I mean, your still having sex almost everyday, more than you were before the hormones, so show me how much you appreciate me and the way I've been thinking about you.”

I knew what she wanted me to do and slowly moved my body over hers, dragging my sensitive titties over hers and all the way down her belly until my mouth was on her pussy. Kathy kept me there until she had two thundering orgasms. Now instead of springing a boner in anticipation of filling her with my seed, I was content knowing I'd given her pleasure. When she finally opened her thighs and let me up I cuddled against her and fell asleep.

Six months later and I was sporting a new bra, not as large as the one I had been wearing with the fake boobs but one that fit me without the aid of any silicone boobs. During this time I came to accept my role as Kathy's lesbian lover. In fact, I was feeling more and more like a woman except for that thing between my legs which I now looked at as an abomination on my body. Even though cheating on Kathy had never crossed my mind I came to terms with the fact that I couldn't get an erection to fuck a woman even if I was so inclined.

We continued going out once a week and I enjoyed it. By now I no longer felt that I was getting away with dressing like a woman, I felt more that I was a woman enjoying the company of a very sexy woman that I knew would be having sex with me before the night was over.

We were laying together in bed, after a very nice session of raw sex, when Kathy asked me something out of the blue.

“Brenda, I know you don't get an erection when you see me naked or even while we're having sex, even though you still cum a little, but do you think you could get it up if another woman was prancing around in the nude, offering herself for your use?”

“I, uh, I don't know if I could.”

“We'll find out tomorrow night. I'm having a couple of guests and I expect you to serve all of us as usual, just like the little wife I love. If you're really nice you'll get a very nice surprise. Oh, and they know all about you and your woman dressing ways.”

I knew it was only a matter of time before someone else found out about me but I hadn't expected Kathy to be the one to give away my secret. But now that the cat was out of the bag, and since I no longer owned even a pair of men's socks, I decided to just go with the flow and be the woman I was becoming. I did, however, wonder how she was going to get a woman to strip naked in front of me.

I spent most of the day cleaning house and preparing dinner. Kathy had told me it would just be two guests for dinner but to prepare only finger foods since they would be joining us after they ate at home. I made a cheese plate, chicken tenders with barbecue sauce on the side, pickles, cherry tomatoes and cauliflower with a ranch style dipping sauce completed the finger foods.

After that I took a long bubble bath and prepared for the evening. I would wear a sleeveless, strapless, very short little black dress dress and no bra, with heels and black stay up stockings tonight, as Kathy had instructed and very much like she would be wearing as well, except she would be in a light blue dress with white stockings.

Kathy arrived home and took a bath before changing into her alluring clothes and I had to admit that she was a knock out. I finally put two and two together and figured that my wife was really and truly a lesbian and that was how she planned on getting a woman to get naked in front of me.

An hour later the doorbell rang announcing the arrival of our guests. Kathy surprised me by going to the door with me instead of letting me take care of such a menial task. When she opened the door I got a look at the clothes the woman in front was wearing, a yellow halter dress, hose, heels, and obviously no bra. Kathy met her and they hugged tightly before sharing a a long, tongue filled kiss.

“Brenda, this is my very good friend, Donna. And this,” she said, leading the next person into the house, “is her husband, Michael.”