She smiled as I squirmed on the table. The cuffs held me down on the table so tightly that I could only muster a slight wiggle. With no leverage still, there just wasn't anything I could do to stop whatever was about to happen. She began pulling more items out of the box and setting them on the table. I watched as each item came out. They consisted of a 3 inch roll of duct tape, a 2 inch roll of duct tape, rope, electrical tape, a maxi pad, a bikini, a push-up bra, and 2 rather large balloons filled with water. This seemed bad whatever it was. I was paralyzed with the thought of it. My parents would surely beat the crap out of me and things would never be the same ever again. I begged Jody not to tell our parents and was at her mercy. Seeing me so scared; she had a change of heart. We'll need to get a few more things yet, like shoes etc" his sister said as they took him by the arm to the full size mirror. After being pissed at my buddy for the next hour or so for telling her, I told him he might as well tell her I’d be willing to try it again, but I wanted to completely dress not just wear a bra in front of her for a minute. I figured that would deter her. Well, I was wrong. She gladly accepted and the next weekend I was there in her room for my first real crossdressing moment. I went from calm and cool to nervous as all hell when I realized she was REALLY into it. Make-up was out. Clothes on the bed. And many of her bras lying out for me. I literally stopped at the door of her room. My buddy laughed, pushed me in, and said he’d be watching TV. He only wanted to see “the final product”.

Why are all your blinds closed? What were you up to? Wait, don’t tell me. I don’t think I want to know” she said. I could tell they were moving around but for the next few minutes nothing seemed to be happening to me. Then, without notice, someone grabbed my boxers and cut them off with scissors. After ripping them off of me, someone slapped my ass. Not very hard, just a light tap. My wife knew I was into spanking but it was usually me doing the spanking. A brief pause and then another slap came across my ass. I tried to speak but the gag that filled my mouth kept my kept my words completely incoherent. I wasn't sure where this was going until I felt someone under the table. Another slap now made created a steady rhythm that I was unable to stop. The person under the table was definitely my wife which meant that the person spanking me was the unknown second woman.

Just when Ginny was about to call Dad and tell him what had happened I cried and begged and plied for her not to. That’s when Shelley had an idea. She whispered into Ginny’s ear and told her her idea. I didn’t know what was going on. They were so different! Not rough or clingy like what I wore, but the smoothest, silkiest feeling, like I was wrapped in softness. I arrived home, from work, on the Bank Holiday weekend, of Easter. The following week, I was taking days off that were owing to me, so the forecasts were good, and I was happy. As I entered the house, I heard chatter, and recognized my mom and aunt Marilyn’s voice. He sat in silence waiting for the front door key to sound and sure enough, the front door opened and he heard the sound of their voices as they chatted about work etc.

She-male - Stories in which a She-male is the main character or the the main character is changed into one.We did not talk about it for the rest of my time living at home. When Christmas came that year, a number of catalogs were placed on my bed. The first one was opened to the women's clothing section and a note that said, circle things you like. Then, days later, some items appeared on my bed; she also added stuff to improve outfits. This happened each birthday and Christmas till I moved out. After A Long Time, We Talked About My Crossdressing I stripped out of my pjs and left them on the floor. Suddenly I heard the door fly open as I shouted hello? Shelley had come in and dropped her robe as she stood there in just her pink bra and panties. She said it’s just us girls there’s nothing to hide. After a great meal and sex we laid in bed together where I secretly wondered what surprise my wife had in store.

Presumably it was initially his intention on this fateful day. The day that his life changed and became a living hell. Well we sat down to a meal and my aunt slept over that night, so we made an early start in the morning. No... I'm not going to play dress up.." I rejected the offer. Although it would be interesting to wear a dress, I didn't want Aunt Emily to see me as someone who liked to wear her clothes. After that, she might tell everyone and I would be extremely embarrassed. My eyes fluttered open as I heard the sink pouring out water in the kitchen. I looked down to the clothes I was wearing and I was still wearing Aunt Emily's clothes. I realized that my clothes were probably done washing, so I got up and walked into the kitchen. She still lived at home with Sam and mother , Angela. She worked as a receptionist at a solicitor firm in town.You are obviously jealous of your sister being a bridesmaid. So we called her friend and guess what? She said she would like to have an extra bridesmaid, providing we can make you look the part. So that's exactly what we intend to do. You are going to pay for a new dress for your sister too and you will pay by earning for it. The brides mother and the bride will be here shortly to see what a great job we've done. If she agrees to you being a bridesmaid, you will obviously thank her then you will dress and act as a girl right up until after the wedding. That means full make up every day, and only skirts and dresses to wear. Do you understand? " What? I am not wasting gas money to go on a thirty minute drive to Wal-Mart just to get you clothes. You can always wear my clothes without a problem. We will figure something out soon" Aunt Emily told me. Oh yeah” I said. She dragged me on out of the house, and we got in the car. With every step I took, I noticed the panties. The silkiness against my skin. I felt so turned on! I couldn’t explain it. And now I was wearing them in public! Without anybody knowing! When we sat down and the waitress came out to serve us, all I could think of was the fact that I was wearing panties, just like her. Once puberty hit, crossdressing took on a whole new aspect. I started to realize that I wished I could dress in girl's clothes all the time and that I preferred the way girl's dresses fit my body and how they looked at me. I also began to feel trapped in the wrong body and that I should have been born a girl. These realizations were confusing and scary for me, and I wasn't sure what to do with them. Aunt Marilyn: “Now, when you need to use the bathroom, you will sit down to pee. You are now my niece, a girl. We are going to have such fun, while you are here. Oh you’re going to see some change in you. ”

Too bad. I had a couple of outfits now. I loved the one yellow floral dress, because it was such a soft material, and when I whirled around, it would swish against the pantyhose, and send shivers up and down my spine. I just loved it! It turned me on so much! But one day, even in full dress, it didn’t seem like enough. I wanted more! Nobody was home, so for the first time, I left my room dressed as a girl. I was *so* afraid that someone would look in the windows and see me! They then slid on a pair of white tights and the full underskirt of the dress which made it stand out. They fussed around for a while tugging at the sleeves and the hem of the dress until they were satisfied .You stay there while your sister and I call her friend and tell her that she can't now be her bridesmaid " his mother said. Shortly thereafter Sara came in the room and seemed amused that I was squirming around on the bed. "Ahh, that's so cute baby. I love to see you wiggling, but you aren't going to get free." she remarked as she set on the bed and brushed the hair out of my face. She kissed me lightly on the cheek. "I hope you slept okay. I figured it might be hard for you to sleep so I let you sleep in a little longer this morning. But, you're up now and we need to get started."