The Box

by Zoneefem

 

Jon had been sneaking into his wife's closet and trying on her clothes for a long time. As far as he knew, she never suspected. Well, in truth, he had told her of his desires to be dressed as a female when they first married, but June had simply not had anything to say back to Jon about his fantasies. So, he assumed she didn't understand what he had told her, and that was that.

June's clothes did not fit particularly well, and anyway, she favored plain looking cotton panties and training bra's, so Jon had finally gotten up enough courage to order a few things of his own. The ad in the magazine showed a gorgeous all-white outfit-bra, lacey panties, a camisole and matching white slippers. All for just $19.95, plus shipping and handling. For another $ 12.95, you could join the cosmetic of the month club. This month's feature item was a complete makeup kit and small purse-sized bag to keep everything in. The colors in the kit were all multiple choice. He went to the post office and got a money order and mailed it at once. Jon was very concerned about the time of delivery, so he checked the box for "three day express delivery". Since he mailed it on Tuesday, he assumed it would arrive at his house in a plain, unmarked box on Friday. Jon got up early Friday and called his office to announce he was taking a sick day.

All day Friday, Jon waited by the front door. The doorbell rang at 11am, but it was only the paper delivery person collecting for last month's bill. By 3pm, Jon was a nervous wreck. He didn't know what to say if June got home and then the package came later. How could he explain this to her?

June came home at 6:30 pm, but still no package. Jon began to really worry. June was tired and suggested she would call in a pizza order if he would go pick it up. Jon reluctantly agreed, but he was very worried about a possible late delivery of the package. He dawdled as long as he could, then left to go pick up the pizza.

When he got back home with the now cool pizza, he tried to figure out how he could explain the shipment, but nothing had come while he was gone. About 10 pm, he decided to go to bed, since he now was afraid the package might come on Saturday.

June and Jack both used the same hairdresser who was scheduled to come to the house to cut both of their hair Saturday morning, so Jack was up at the crack of dawn to clean the living area before she came. About mid-morning, Freida came and trimmed June's hair. By this time, Jon was a bundle of nerves. What would happen if the package came while Frieda was giving him a trim? How could he explain it to both his wife and the hairdresser about what he had ordered?

Jack hurried into the dining room where Frieda was just finishing her work on June's short, short haircut. Usually, he just had a trim, but as he started to sit down in the chair, Frieda told him he would have to rinse his hair before she did it. Jack quickly retired to the shower and rinsed his hair, but following Frieda's instructions, he didn't blow it dry like he usually did, but rather blotted it with a large bath towel.

He sat down in the captain's chair in the dining room, and continued to hope that the delivery would not arrive during his cut. What happened next was a total surprise to Jack. As he made himself comfortable, his wife and Frieda each moved to opposite sides of the chair and "snap!, click!" Suddenly Jack found himself handcuffed to the chair arms. "What's going on?", he cried, but before he could say anything else, his wife reached across his face and attached a four inch long piece of duct tape over his mouth. Now Jack began to hyperventilate, and for a few seconds, he seemed to pass out.

What Jack didn't know was that while the gals were hooking him to the chair, his wife also shoved two valium capsules into his mouth and pinched his nose shut until he swallowed. What seemed only a few minutes of near unconsciousness was actually several hours, and Jack could hear and see what was happening in the room, but he couldn't gather enough energy to do anything about it. Frieda first attached a plastic bag to Jack's damp hair, then pulled a bathing suit cap snuggly over his head. Every so often, Jack felt a small pinprick, but since his mind was so spaced out, he didn't realize it was a crochet needle piercing through the cap and bag and that each time this occurred, a small patch of his medium length dark brown hair was being pulled to the outside of the cap. After what seemed a long time, Jack realized that there was a very pungent smell near his face-almost like a strong ammonia. After another long wait, the two girls loosened Jack from the handcuffs and with one on each side, half carried him into the bathroom. They then sat him down on the commode and wiped his entire body from the neck down with another evil smelling goo. After a while, they turned on the shower and held him under it long enough to rinse both his hair and body clean. A second rinse followed after the plastic bag and swim cap were removed. By now, Jack was beginning to come around, but still lacked the desire or ability to do anything except sit in the chair. Again they cuffed him to the chair.

Frieda then took out her scissors and began cutting Jack's hair. This time, she was not just trimming it, but really cutting it. She pulled and snipped for what seemed to be a long time. Then she stood back away from Jack and smiled. "I think she's gonna be a real knockout, those defined layers in back look great with the frost," she observed. Jane, who had been out of the room came back in with a box-a plain brown box with the return address "Fillie's Firmware". Jack again started " What the……" June's voice interrupted his now semiconscious thoughts-"Seems like you made a small mistake in placing your internet order-the package delivery service used was the same one that serves my office. When the delivery guy recognized my name yesterday, he asked if I really wanted the package delivered here at home or would I bring it to you. Curiosity killed the cat, so when I saw what was inside, I called Frieda to ask for her help."

Jack was still somewhat woozy from the pills, but stumbled into the bathroom to take a look at his new hairdo. The frosting and cut had turned most of his otherwise 4 inch long brown hair into definite layers all around. There was no way to hide the results. "Since you seemed so determined to be female, we decided to go all the way," June stated. "By the way, next month you will get a very curly perm. Until then, you may blow your hair dry and use a curling iron to create lift. The frost will give it body."

By now the valium was wearing off a bit, and Jack was getting more brave. "What will I do about work, I can't go in looking like this." June and Frieda grinned at each other. Then Frieda cleared her throat and in her best "Dr. Sigmund Freud" voice said, "Jack has been diagnosed with transexiana. The only cure is to let him become her." Jack looked puzzled until June told him that his boss not only accepted the "doctor's" diagnosis, but then had related several times when Jack had acted or dressed in a somewhat feminine manner. Being a large interglobal company with employees all over the world, the company bent over backwards to help each employee "find their way" in this world. Jack would be welcomed back to work Monday as Jackie. A memo had already been sent to all employees in the local and regional office telling them if they discriminated against Jackie based upon sexual preference they would be fired.

Jack(ie) swallowed hard, trying to sort this all out, but nothing came to (her). She was expected at work on Monday as Jackie-not Jack. What could he do now to undo what had already happened? Meanwhile, June told Jackie that she would be responsible for all of the housecleaning and home maintence beginning now. "Bring us each a drink, Jackie", crooned June. She then walked over to Frieda and gave her a big long wet kiss. "Thanks for telling me how to handle this. I couldn't have done it without you darling." At this point Frieda motioned for Jackie to come to her. She then told Jackie that June was really hot and that Jackie should undo June's blouse and remove her sports bra, then to pull down her pants and panties. Since Jackie was so helpful, June told her to join in by pulling down Frieda's pants. June then told Jackie to start at her big toe and lick every part of her body, then do the same to Frieda.

When the party ended that evening, Jackie was allow to sleep at the foot of the bed on the floor, while June and Frieda started their lovemaking all over again. Jack would soon become Jackie full time.

 

 

 

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