I had been looking forward to this weekend for a long time, her housemate was away, she had been torturing me with texts with what she was going to do when she got hold of me and of course the odd teasing picture of her. I got home and threw some stuff in the bag, got a nice relaxing shower. I just got out of the shower when I got a text from her asking for me to shave my pubes off, making sure my balls were smooth as well. It seemed strange, but I put it down to her complaining about pubes in her teeth when she was giving me a blowjob. So I went back and shaved my cock and balls, not sure why but I did my bum hole as well.
I drove over there luckily without too many issues, i stopped off to pick up some of her favourite flowers, a nice bottle of wine and to finish the night off a bottle of jim beams. When I pulled up outside Her place, I got a text from her. I was a bit curious as it said, ‘things will be different this weekend, if you agree come on in!’. I was a bit concerned about what could be different, I was shitting myself as I walked up the path to her front door., as I had no idea what she was up to. I entered her place, the hallway empty, no sounds could be heard in the flat, I could smell her perfume so I knew she was still there. I shouted hello sweetie how are you doing?, i got no reply from her. I did hear heels moving on the wooden floor of the front room, I relaxed a lot as I knew i was not alone in there. She came out of the front room dressed very sexy black thigh boots, skimpy black knickers, black fishnet stockings and a black basque. My jaw hit the floor , when I saw her, she looked amazing, she noticed my cock making a tent in front of my trousers as well, she smiled as she saw that, but that quickly stopped, as soon as it appeared.
I went to move towards her to hug and kiss her, as she had certainly turned me on. She said ‘stop!, in a voice that was quite strict, froze to the spot, the smile fleetingly appeared on her face again. She was enjoying the power she seemed to have over me, i felt like a naughty kid being shouted at by my mum. She went on to tell me what was going to happen this weekend. She told me that she felt I used her just for sex, I had no idea what she went through when ever we were together, so this weekend she was going to show me what she went through. This sounded quite easy, as she doesn’t need to do too much when I am with her, I look after her, we have good sex.
She suggested I have a shower to freshen up after the drive over, I thought I would play along, she asked me to use the body wash she god for me. It was definitely something I would never use, as it smelt flowery, but I played along with her request. It felt different as I was using it, it burned a bit on my balls and cock, she said it would do that and stop being a baby. Only as I was drying myself did I realise it wasn’t normal body wash, it was a hair remover, my chest, legs, and arms were now bald. My cock and balls were bald as well, they felt different without any hair there. I went into the bedroom in a bit of a mood, as she should have told me what it was, she replied that she was always smooth for me and I obviously liked her that way. I agreed with her that I did enjoy her pussy being shaved, she reminded me that I was to experience what she goes through when she is with me. I got dressed in a bit of a huff, as I had stupidly agreed to this. What next as she got planned for me.
We went out for a nice meal, I was on my best behaviour with her in case it helped me a little with her. She got a very tipsy on the wine and fell asleep when we got home, needless to say I didn’t get chance to fuck her that night, it peeved me a little as I was still horny from seeing her in the basque earlier on. In the morning I still had no idea what she has planned, she breakfast in bed was on the cards. After we had breakfast, I tried my luck with her, she had other plans for me. She got up and took a case out of the wardrobe, put it on the bed and told me to open it. I opened it gingerly not knowing what was inside, there was a few dresses, lingerie, heels, wigs and god knows what else what lurking in the case. She could see I ha d a puzzled look on my face, what did this have to do with experiencing what she goes thr..... OH SHIT!, the penny had dropped. She expected me to wear dresses, bra, heels, etc., in other words to become a woman. She laughed as she saw me realise what she had in mind me for me. I was furious at the thought putting a dress on, wearing women’s clothes. She sat there laughing at me, she told me that she offered me a choice, I should not have agreed to this. She told me to choose a pair of knickers to wear, I went to tell her to fuck off, she laughed and reminded me I had greed to it. She added that if I didn’t like it I could leave, but we were over!. Fuck, I didn’t see that coming. I grabbed the first pair of knickers I saw, as I stepped in to them, I noticed they were a lacy pair of knickers. Pink in colour, they felt different to my undies, they cupped my balls, clung to my arse cheeks, they felt good on, the lace was a new sensation against my cock as well . She told me to put the bra on next, i am sure I heard her chuckle as I struggled to put it on, as I had only ever took them off women, never bothered to see how they put them on. After a good 10 minutes struggling to fasten the clips behind me, I had the bra on. I was told to put the breastform in, that felt weird, they looked like boobs, i put them in my bra, oh my god they were cold on my chest. I looked at her for guidance, she was fully dressed, how did she manage that. I was told to put on the suspender belt and stockings, i did like the feel of those on my legs,. They were quite sheer in the thickness, she had chosen a black colour for me, they had a nice black lace band at the top, i could feel myself get aroused as I slid them up my legs. It took me ages to get the clips on the stockings, hopefully that became easier as you did it more often, hopefully I wouldn’t need to wear these too many times. I was handed a dress to wear, this was different , as I had no idea what to expect. The dress was a short sleeved dress the neckline wasn’t too low and that was mid thigh in length, purple , thank god as I certainly did not want to show off the tops of those stockings. I was told to sit at the dressing table, so she could do my make up, I was not looking forward to this, as it felt wrong to be wearing make up. Once she had finished, she put on a shoulder length blonde wig,. She told me to look at myself in the mirror, my god I was a woman, I looked very convincing, i had purple eyeshadow on, pale pink lipstick. I would be ok, as long as we didn’t leave the house, surely she isn’t that cruel.
We went downstairs to make breakfast, throughout the morning she was telling me not to do things, such as crouch down with my legs open, she told me to look down, as I had a bit of a puzzled look on my face. Anyone looking would definitely see my cock in my knickers, shame there was so many perverts about that look up women’s skirts, just like I do often. Once we had eaten breakfast and cleaned up, she told me that we were off out for a bit of shopping. I tried to protest about going out dressed as a woman, but she just gave me a pair of shoes to put on, a handbag and coat and opened the door for me. The shoes were not too bad, they were a closed toe type shoe, the heel was only a couple of inches high, so they were quite easy to walk in. As I was walking down the garden path she was telling me how to walk, less like a docker and more like a woman. |
