Everything She Wants

by Jennifer White

 

"Do we really have to go? I'm going to be bored. You two are just going to gab all night, and I'll have nothing to do but sit around and listen" I said.

"But honey, Gina would be offended if I came without you. She invited both of us to dinner."

"That's the problem. She's *your* friend. I don't know her! You're the one who golfs with her. I don't understand why we both have to go over for dinner."

"Because she invited us. You're not going to embarrass me by not showing up are you?"

Amber, like all women, had a way of twisting things around, and making you do what they wanted. That, plus the fact that if I refused, she'd cut me off in the bedroom again. So I resigned myself to another horrible boring evening, as we hung out with one of her friends. Again.

"All right, I'll go" I said.

"Oh honey, I'm so glad" she said, giving me a kiss. Her hand lingered over my crotch, and she squeezed lightly. The message was clear. We'd be doing it to night, since I had agreed to what she wanted.

 

* * *

 

Just as I suspected, as soon as we arrived, the girls started chatting. Even when I had something to say, I couldn't get a word in edgewise. I just sat there, drinking beer, listening to them go on and on. It was horrible.

Amber's friend Gina was very nice looking, and clearly athletic. Amber had said she was a good golfer. I didn't doubt it, with her build! But with my wife being there, I had to be careful not to stare. Although it was hard not to look at her legs, her tight skirt, or her impressive bust.

Gina also turned out to be pretty nice. She had really thought about *me* coming to dinner. While the girls drank wine, she had bought beer for me. It was some import brand, and it tasted a little funny, but it was nice of her to do that. And while the girls were going to eat vegetarian, she had made a roast for me. She explained that she marinated it for three hours, and all that. It tasted good, but a little strange. You know how it is with other people's cooking.

After we ate mousse for dessert, Amber helped Gina clear the dishes from the table. Then she excused herself, to go use "the little girl's room". Gina was clinking around with the dishes in the kitchen, and I felt like having another beer. So I got up and headed to the kitchen.

As I stood up though, I felt really dizzy and sluggish. I stumbled a bit, and found myself needing to lean on the wall to keep from falling over. I looked up, and Gina was there. She helped me along, until we stopped near the kitchen door. She took my hand, and before I knew what was going on, I realized that she was putting a leather cuff on me!

I was too weak to resist as she hooked the cuff up to a chain, which she fastened to the wall. Now she put a cuff on my other wrist, and chained that one to the wall too.

"What are you doing?" I tried to say, but it came out more like "Whmapmph".

Gina continued to work on me efficiently, removing my pants, then chaining my feet to the wall. I was too weak to try and move, but even if I wasn't, I was restrained, and would be unable to move more than a few inches. I just stared at her, as she put something into my mouth to gag me, then tightened a strap to hold it in place. Now I couldn't move or talk!

Gina reached behind her, and removed the necklace she was wearing. She held it out for me to see.

"This necklace is very special" she said. "It has a magic power. I am going to give it to Amber now. The moment she puts it on, she will become *mine*, and I will completely control her. Oh, I know that you want to warn her, but you're all tied up, and you can't talk, can you? There is nothing you can do to stop me. You are in my control too."

I felt so angry at Gina, but I was helpless. There was nothing I could do. I didn't like how it felt to be so helpless, and to be under the control of a *woman*. I was powerless now, and I couldn't do anything as she walked off into the next room. I couldn't warn Amber. I couldn't do anything!

A while later, I heard the voices of the girls as they chatted in the next room. Then I heard the door open, and saw them walk into the room. They were holding hands as they walked in. I was alarmed to see Amber wearing Gina's necklace. But Amber would see me now, and help me.

But I was shocked and angered, when she did nothing! She didn't notice me at all. It was as if I was a piece of furniture! All of her attention was completely on Gina.

Gina walked over to me, and smiled.

"Now she is all mine, and I am remaking her in the image I want. Let me show you what has changed."

Gina returned to Amber, and sat next to her on the couch facing me on the opposite wall. Gina put her hand on Amber's knee, and Amber's face lit up. Amber put her hand on Gina's face, and they leaned towards each other. Now they were kissing! My wife was kissing a woman! If I felt helpless and powerless before, now the feeling doubled, or tripled.

They were touching tongues now, as Amber put her hands on Gina's breasts. She responded by reaching up Amber's skirt. Amber threw her head back, her long hair hanging there, her eyes closed, her mouth gaping open in pleasure.

Gina reached forward and unbuttoned her blouse. The two stood up, and Amber reached behind to unzip her own skirt. She let it fall to the floor, as Gina removed her bra. Now Gina put her mouth onto one of Amber's erect nipples, and began to suck away.

Amber was practically tearing off Gina's clothes now. She got her bra off, and she reached down to tweak both of Gina's nipples with her hands. Gina was taking her panties off, and now Amber's too. Both women were naked now. Amber fell to her knees, and started to put her mouth onto Gina's pussy.

Gina moved back, and sat on the couch, with her legs spread wide. And there was my wife, putting her mouth onto her, eating her pussy! I struggled against my restraints, but it was no use. I couldn't do anything to stop this! I felt like part of my manhood was being taken away; my wife was making love with another woman!

But it got worse. Because now my Amber took her turn on the couch. She spread her legs for Gina, who reached under the cushion, and pulled out a big pink dildo. It was very realistic looking, and now she was putting it into my wife's pussy! I tried to scream. I tried to stop it. But I was powerless.

I was almost crying now, as Amber was moaning, then screaming with pleasure. Gina was sucking her nipple, and doing her with the dildo. It should be *me*, going into my wife. Not some chick wielding a dildo. I felt devastated. How could this be happening?

When they were done, they hugged and kissed. They talked and giggled. Amber put on her shirt, leaving it unbuttoned. She wasn't even wearing any panties. That wasn't like her! What had Gina done to her?

"Yes" said Gina, as she walked over to me triumphantly. "Your wife is a *lesbian* now. She will never let you have her again. You'll never, ever get into her pussy now. She doesn't like men anymore. Now she only loves women."

"That's right" said Amber. "I'm only interested in pussy. I'd *never* sleep with a man. Yuck."

As these words rang in my ears, Gina came over and kissed Amber.

"In fact, my love, not only do you not want men anymore, you want to be one, don't you?"

"Oh yes" said Amber. "I wish I was a man. Then I'd put my dick up into your sweet pussy, and f*$k you right now. You're so hot, and I want you."

"Come with me, love" said Gina.

She and Amber walked out of the room, hand in hand, heading up the stairs. I was left there to feel completely crushed. My wife wanted to be a man now? Not only did she want to screw a woman, she wanted to have a dick? Now I was beyond all feeling of helplessness. I felt like I was nothing. Gina had taken my wife away from me, and completely twisted her around.

It must have been fifteen minutes later when they returned. And now I was in for another shock. Amber was dressed completely like a man! Her hair was cut short, she had no makeup on, her jewelry was gone, her fingernails were short, and the bright red polish she normally wore was gone as well.

She didn't look quite like a man, more boyish than anything. But it was *not* was she normally looked like. She was a "girlie-girl", preferring skirts over pants, always obsessed with beauty. Now she was dressed in a man's suit! Instead of her normal high heels, she was wearing men's wing tips. I noticed she had a man's watch on, and her diamond wedding ring was replaced with a simple gold band.

"As you can see" said Gina, "Amber has started her transition into manhood. She is going to become a man. She isn't going to be your wife anymore, she is going to be your *husband*."

"Yes dear" said Amber, as she addressed me. "I am the husband. And guess what that makes you?"

She paused for dramatic effect. I of course couldn't answer, because I was bound and gagged.

"That makes you my *wife*" she said. "Yes dear. You are my wife now. I'll be the man of the house. And you are going to be the woman."

"We are going to start turning you into a woman" said Gina, her voice almost gloating.

Gina took out a syringe, and filled it with a clear fluid. She held my arm tightly, and rubbed alcohol on a spot. Amber took the syringe from her, and smiled, as she plunged it into my arm. I wanted to scream. I wanted to do something! But I couldn't. The room started to spin, and soon I was engulfed in blackness.

 

* * *

 

When I awoke, my head hurt. I hoped that what I had just gone through was just a dream! But when I looked down at myself, I realized it wasn't. I was still tied up to a wall. But now, there were some changes. Starting at the bottom, the first thing I could see was that my feet were now in a pair of high heel shoes, with pointy toes. Moving upwards, my legs were smooth and hairless!

I lost sight of my legs, where the went up into the *skirt* I was wearing. It was pink, and very tight on me. It came up way above my hips, and I felt trapped inside it. On top, I was wearing some kind of tank top, with a deep V-neck. I could feel something strange on my chest, but I couldn't see inside my tank top. There was something going all the way around my torso, and straps going over my shoulders. I shuddered as I realized that I was wearing a bra!

Amber was there, looking even more like a man now. She way she moved, and the posture she stood with were no longer girlish at all. This was all so wrong! I could only stare, as Gina handed her another syringe. She took it, and came up to me. She pulled aside my tank top and bra, exposing my nipple. She put the needle in right under it, and injected me with whatever was in the syringe. Now she did the same for the other nipple.

"Female hormones" she said. "Along with growth hormones, and a few other things that will make your boobs start to grow. I already started you with a massive does of estrogen, as well as the special cream I applied to your penis. Soon, you'll never be able to get hard again. Except for in your nipples, which will become nice and big, once your boobs start to fill in."

Amber now showed me something she held in her hands. They were two large mounds, shaped exactly like women's breasts. She took them, and placed them into the bra I was wearing.

"You need to get used to how it feels to be stacked" she said. "Soon, you'll have real ones of your own. But for now, you can wear something to enhance your bust."

Gina rolled up a mirror in front of me, and I gasped as I saw myself. My face looked pretty! I was wearing all sorts of makeup, from my eyes to my lips. My ears were pierced, and I had long hoop earrings in. My fingernails were red, and I wore a diamond engagement ring. My eyebrows were plucked, and my face looked so different! I also seemed to have a wig on, with my hair all done up. Gina came over and let my hair down, so that it fell all around me. She removed the gag, and I was *so* thankful that my mouth was free!

"Don't do anything to make me put it back on you" she said. "As long as you are a good girl, you can go without your gag. But if you are bad, you'll have it back on, in no time."

As she said this, she fixed my lipstick. I felt like crying. I didn't want to be a woman! I could barely keep myself together, as she explained to me that my toenails were painted the same color as my fingernails, and that I'd be getting nail extensions and a professional manicure soon.

Gina and Amber looked at each other, and smiled. They were satisfied at what they had done to me. They turned to each other, and kissed. I had to just watch, as Gina put her tongue down my wife's throat. I wanted to call out and stop it, but I didn't want to be stuck with the awful gag on again. I felt *so* powerless.

Gina pulled up her skirt, and sat on the couch. Amber got on her knees, and started to lick her pussy, as I watched, unable to act. I struggled against my bonds, but I was completely restrained. How could Amber be on her knees like that, sucking on another woman's pussy?

After she was done, I expected Amber to take her turn again. But instead, she got up and walked over to me. She was still fully clothed, having never taken anything off.

"Get on your knees" she ordered.

Gina loosened the chains, so that I was able to finally stop standing. My legs just collapsed under me, as the chains no longer supported my arms. I was actually thankful to be on my knees, and not standing. I looked up, and Amber was right there in front of me.

She reached down, and unzipped the fly of her jeans. She reached inside, and parted the opening of the boxers she wore beneath it. And then, she started to pull something out. Something that looked like a man's anatomy. It was flesh colored, big, full of veins and everything. And it was poking out of her pants, pointing right at me!

"I can't wait until you have pussy, so I can put this inside you" she said.

My eyes started to water. How could this be Amber? How could she be doing this to me?

"But until then, we can use another hole. Open your mouth, dear."

She grabbed my head with one hand, and I was too weak to stop her from forcing my mouth open with the other. She slid the strap-on dildo into my mouth, and I did start to cry.

"Soon, you'll come to enjoy this" she said, as she started to gently rock back and forth, thrusting it into me.

I felt like I wanted to die. I felt so humiliated, and so shamed. Gina was watching, as my wife was ramming this thing into me.

"My dick is coated with a drug, which you are now absorbing into your bloodstream" she continued. "It brings great pleasure, and it is highly addicting. Soon, you'll be *craving* it, with every fiber of your being. And the only way you'll get it, is this. Your mind will associate sucking a penis with pleasure. Bit by bit, you'll come to the point where you will live for this."

No! She couldn't do this to me! I didn't want to feel the warm glow of pleasure that was starting to rise up within me! I didn't want this to feel good at all!

"Yes, I can see it now dear. The drug is working. You can't help it. You are addicted to dick now. You are well on your way to becoming a woman."

 

When she pulled it out, I was in the throes of uncontrollable pleasure. I could barely keep my mind focused.

"Your name is Cheryl now" she said. "You are my woman, and my wife. From now on, you will call me *Andrew*. I know you're too blissed out to speak Cheryl. I know it is hard for you to comprehend. But understand this: you are a woman. Your name is Cheryl. And you are all mine."

I collapsed into a pile on the floor, and once again, I blacked out.

 

* * *

 

The next period of time was a real blur for me. Was it a few days? A week? A month? I had no way to tell. I was in a constant state of confusion. I'd wake up, finding that I had headphones on, repeating into my ears over and over again that I was a woman now. Today, I felt cold, and felt the need for the warmth of the drug they had addicted me to. I *needed* it now.

Amber came in, looking even more masculine than I had ever seen her before.

"The doctor tells me that with the steroids I'm taking, I'm going to start bulking up. I'm going to see him later today, to get these lumps removed from my chest. I'm going work hard, and I'll have a bodybuilder's physique when I'm done. Isn't that exciting honey? You'll love it when your man is all strong and muscular."

I of course wanted nothing of the kind! I hated it that my wife was pretending to be a man. What did she mean removing lumps from her chest? She wasn't going to have her boobs removed, was she? But I couldn't think about that. I couldn't think at all. I needed my next fix.

"Please" I begged, as they had taught me, "Please Andrew, I need you. I want you."

"What do you want?" she said teasingly.

"I want to suck your dick" I replied. "Please, let me. I want you."

"And why do you want me?" she asked.

"Because you're my husband, and I'm your wife. I want to please you. Let me go down on you."

"That's so sweet of you, baby" said Amber. "Get down on your knees for me."

She would tease me now, and make me work for it. I had to seduce her, like a woman. I had to kiss her, and tell her how big and strong she was. I had to tell her that I was a delicate flower, and I was so turned on to be with a big man like her. Eventually, she'd take control of the situation, force me down, then finally she'd unzip her fly.

I had to caress her dildo, pretending that I was making it get hard. Then finally, I'd be able to put it into my mouth. I had been torture when they first trained me to do all this. But by now, I was almost used to it, as humiliating as it was. I was hungry for my fix. I needed the drug. And so now I was sucking on the fake dick poking out of her pants. I was getting my lipstick all over it. I'd have to fix my makeup when we were done. But I didn't care now. I felt total bliss, as the drug took over, and warmed me up inside.

"Yes Cheryl" she said. "You are a woman now. Can't you feel it? Can't you feel the glow inside of being female? It feels good, doesn't it? I'm your man, and you are my woman. You are my wife, and I am your husband."

When the drug took over fully, and I started to collapse, I would feel her put the headphones back on me, as they whispered the repeated messages into my head. I was confused. I didn't know what was right anymore. I cried, as I fell asleep yet again.

 

* * *

 

I woke up today, not feeling as bad. I went to the mirror, and saw that I was a mess. I put on a clean skirt and blouse, then fixed my makeup and my hair. I wanted to look nice when Andrew arrived. He said that he had a surprise for me today.

I decided to wear a pair of sexy nylons for him, because he said that lingerie turned him on so much. I put on my high heel shoes, and paced nervously around the room, waiting for his arrival. I arranged the flowers in the vase. I dug through my purse, making sure everything was in order. Suddenly, the door opened, and there he was.

I rushed over to greet him, and gave him a big kiss. I put my hands on his hard flat chest. All those workouts he was doing were really showing results, as his muscle continued to build up. He laughed, and kissed me. When he held me tight, I just melted. He would take control of me, and I would let him have his way.

He stripped me down nude, except for my nylons, and my heels. He only had his boxers on, as he touched me all over, making me shiver. He massaged my perky little breasts, and told me how much they turned him on. Then he went behind me, and continued to cup my boobs in his hand, and massage them some more.

I love it when he did that. It made me feel good all over. I knew what he wanted now. I leaned forward over the bed, and moved my legs wide apart for him. I could feel him enter me from behind, and gently put himself up into me. Soon he was thrusting harder and harder, telling me how much he loved me, and what a wonderful woman I was.

When he was done, we collapsed together in a pile on the bed, and I held him close.

"Gina said that you are completely weaned off the drug now" he told me. "Do you know what that means?"

"No, my love" I said, as I kissed his chest.

"It means that tomorrow, you're going to see the doctor. You're going to have that operation we talked about."

"To remove this?" I said, pointing to the useless growth I had between my legs.

"Yes" he replied.

"Good" I said. "I can't wait to get rid of it."

 

I was a woman, and having something out of place like that made me feel ugly. It got in the way, so that my Andrew couldn't even penetrate me there. I had to get rid of it, so I could lay on my back, spread my legs, and he could climb on top of me.

"Now tell me, what is your surprise?" I asked.

Andrew reached down between his legs, and removed the strap-on he was so fond of wearing. Underneath it, was a surprise for me. I little tube of flesh poking out from him!

"Oh honey!" I said, delighted. "Can I touch it?"

"Yes, but be gentle. It is new, and very sensitive."

I held his little manhood in my hand, and gently stroked it.

"With a few more operations, it will get better" he said. "I can't wait until I can put it into you."

"Mmmm" I said. "I can't wait either."

I went to the table, and filled the syringes. Then I handed them to Andrew, so he could inject my boobs. I wanted to be stacked, so I could turn him on. I felt so inadequate having such little breasts. But Gina had promised me that they would continue to fill in. I could get implants if I wanted to, but I would much prefer to have natural breasts, if possible.

I watched as Andrew gently injected me. I loved how the ring of color around my nipples had grown so wide, and how my big nipples stood up when I was aroused. The small mound of flesh there formed a tight cone, pointing slightly upwards. I barely filled out an A-cup bra today, but I hoped that some day I'd be at least D-cup size. But my little boobs were a good start!

And now that I was going to have the operation, I could feel like a real woman!

"Did you think about what we talked about yesterday?" I asked, as Andrew disposed of the needles.

"Yes my love" he said. "I think that it would be a wonderful idea to renew our vows. I got you this."

He handed me a catalog. I opened it up, and practically drooled as I saw all of the pretty wedding dresses.

"Find what you like, then we'll go get you fitted for it" he said. "I've set a date, for six months from now. That should give you enough time to prepare."

"Oh Andrew, I love you so much!" I said, as I rushed over to him, to give him a big hug and a kiss.

"And I love you, Cheryl" he replied.

"I'm so happy that you're my man, and my husband" I said.

"And I'm so glad that you're my woman, and my wife" he replied.

It had seemed to me that we had struggled with our relationship for a while. But ever since he gave me the necklace he had been wearing, things had grown easier. And we had our friend Gina to help and support us. We lived with her now. I did all the housework, while Andrew went out to the office, to earn his paycheck, and to support all three of us. I didn't mind being her maid and her servant; she was so kind to me.

She was teaching me what men like, and how I could better arouse Andrew. She helped me become a properly lady, teaching me etiquette, manners and such. She showed me better ways to stand, to walk, how to look pretty, how to put on my makeup, and most of all, how to please my man. I was *so* grateful for her help!

Andrew and I were so happy being with her. Sometimes she'd talk both of us into bed with her, and we'd work together to please her. I decided that I was going to have to ask her to be my maid of honor, when Andrew and I renewed our vows. I was so happy. I had everything that a woman could want.

  

  

  

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