Now You Are A Woman

by Jennifer White

 

I never would have guess that when my wife wanted to try something new in bed, that it would end up like this, with my whole life altered forever! Many things have changed since that first day, mainly, me!

 

* * *

 

I was in bed with Allison, my wife, and I had just put myself into her sweet pussy. I was sliding in and out of her, loving the thrilling sensations as my brain exploded with pleasure. I was on fire, and I couldn't wait until I climaxed. But then she did something every unexpected: she put her hands on my butt, and started to massage me.

It felt good, so I kept on pumping her, holding back so I could prolong the pleasure. I felt her spread me apart back there, and she started to touch me inside with the tip of her finger. I had never felt anything like that before! I was so aroused, it took all my willpower to keep myself from coming yet.

But then she did yet another thing to me: she took her finger, and slid it inside me! I couldn't help it; it was an involuntary reaction as I came inside her, big time. I kept pumping and pumping, throbbing until I thought that she was going to suck me dry. Wow.

Needless to say that the next night when we made love again, I highly encouraged her to explore me back there! She had introduced me to pleasures that I had never known the existence of!

"There are lots of nerve endings back there" she told me. "It feels good for me too back there. Next time that I'm on top in bed, I want you to do that same thing to me."

"You're got it!" I replied with enthusiasm.

 

* * *

 

Allison was always introducing new twists on what she did to stimulate me during sex. After a few times of putting her finger up into me, she went to something new. She showed me a little purple dld she had bought. She put some lubricant on it, and used it instead of her finger on me.

"I don't mind doing it to you, but you know, it makes me feel dirty. With this, I can give you the same pleasure, but keep my hand feeling clean."

"Okay, I'll try it" I said.

She teased me with it, before starting to put it into me. She did it slowly at first, then she started to go deeper with it. She was able to get even more stimulation for me than she had with just her finger! In no time, I was hooked.

But she didn't stop with it right there. She had plans. Over time, Allison started to use a variety of her dildos on me. Each time she moved up a size, it was unbelievable the difference in how it felt! The only one I was leery of was the one she wanted to use that was shaped exactly like a penis, including veins and everything. But she talked me into trying it, and I have to admit: the shape and the texture were perfect for driving me wild. As much as I hated to admit to it, I liked how it felt.

 

One day, during our foreplay, Allison started to rub my chest. Then she put her mouth around my left nipple, and she started to suck on it! I was surprised how stimulating it was, and how aroused I got right away. I asked her if she could keep doing that while I was penetrating her. But there was a problem; if she did that, then she couldn't stimulate me from behind too.

But she had a solution, which we tried: she had a strap-on. She put it on, and had me lean over the bed. She put herself into me from behind, and it felt marvelous. Then she reached around me, and started playing with my nipples, as she started to slide in and out. It was awesome! But there was only one problem: doing all that, I got completely erect and aroused. But now I wasn't inside her, and she didn't have a hand free to rub me there. I had to do it myself, and when I came into my condom, it was so full that I thought it would burst.

"I wish you could stimulate me on my chest like that, when we're making love" I said.

"Yes, but then I can't give you anything in your cute little fanny" she said.

I was disappointed. Surely there had to be a way she could give it to me in both places! Allison told me she needed some time to think, and that she would come up with something.

 

* * *

 

A few weeks later, I found out what that something was: she had purchased something special through an online store! They were a pair of battery powered devices which attached to your nipples with a special glue. The vibrated to stimulate you there, so your hands could be free for other things.

Of course, I had to try them out right away! We went upstairs, and undressed. We followed the directions, and turned on the devices. Wow, what a job they did! Now I was getting the stimulation I wanted both in front and in back, as I penetrated her.

But while I was thrusting into her, as I started to get sweaty, the darn things on my chest kept falling off! I needed my hands to support myself, and her hands were busy in back of me. So I kept feeling frustrated again. We were so close to perfection, but the stupid things didn't work as advertised.

"Hold on, I've got an idea" said Allison.

She reached over to her side, where her pile of clothes was, which she had just stripped out of. She pressed the devices onto my chest, then told me to hold my arms out. I did, and she started to put her bra onto me!

"What are you doing?" I asked in a fearful voice.

"This will hold them in place, so they stop falling out" she said.

"Oh" I replied.

I was glad that she was so resourceful! She put the bra on, and I resumed thrusting. But darned if I didn't have the device come off my left nipple again.

"This isn't working. The left one came off" I said, disappointed.

"I guess my cup size is too big. We'll need to stuff the cup, so the device can't fall off again."

Allison balled up her pantyhose, and put them into the left cup. Now the device was pressed against my chest tightly. She balled up her blouse, and put that into the right bra cup. Now that side was also firmly pressed into me.

I resumed thrusting, and now everything was perfect. I was inside her pussy. My nipples were getting wonderful stimulation, and she was stimulating me from behind with her dld. When I let myself come, it was so big, you wouldn't believe it!

We had finally found the perfect formula.

 

* * *

 

Allison went out the next day, and returned with a pair of silicon breast forms. They looked just like women's breasts, even having big nipples.

"What are those for?"

"Well, we wrinkled up my shirt pretty badly using it to stuff the bra. I figured that bras are designed to hold up women's breasts. So if we need to fill the bra cups up, something shaped like a breast would do the best job of keeping your little vibrators on your little nipples."

"That makes sense, I guess" I replied.

We went upstairs to test it out. I put the devices on my chest, put on an old bra she gave to me to use as my own, and then I put in the breast forms. Now the vibrators were snug and tight against my chest, with no chance of falling out. Allison lubed up the dld, and we were ready to go.

It was fantastic, wonderful, exciting, and I came so hard. I was getting so much stimulation all over that I just couldn't believe how much better my climax was! I loved Allison so much for being so kind to me, and to go through all this trouble, just to make me feel better in bed!

 

One day that week though, she wanted to do something slightly different.

"I want to start slower, to build up your anticipation" she said.

"Okay" I replied. I'd try just about anything she wanted, after all she had done for me!

After I had my bra on, I noticed that she was lubing up her strap-on. She had me lean over the bed, and she started to tease me back there, touching me all over with the tip, before she started to put it into me. Along with the vibrations on my nipples, I was totally aroused!

She started thrusting in and out of me, harder and harder. It almost hurt, she was going so hard!

"Now I want you in me, but I want you to do it from behind. I get most stimulation on my clit that way."

Now she leaned over the bed, and I put myself up into her pussy, from the rear entry position. She was still wearing her strap-on, and it seemed kind of weird for me to be inside her like that, but to see something sticking out in front of her, shaped just like a man's anatomy!

I came really big though, just as I always did with her. But she wasn't done; she wanted to do me from behind some more. I let her, although as she thrust into me, I had a strange feeling come over me.

"I don't like this" I said.

"Why?" she replied.

"You're making me feel like a woman" I said.

 

Allison pulled out of me right away. She hit the button on the remote to turn off the vibrating devices on my nipples. She took a set beside me, and looked at me.

"I don't understand" she said.

"I mean, I'm wearing a bra. It looks like I've got boobs, with the breast forms in my bra. And now, with that thing on, it looks like you've got a dick. And you're penetrating into me, thrusting like you're a man. That makes me feel like a woman, and I don't like it!"

Allison just stared at me.

"If you don't like all this, we can go back to how we used to do it" she said, as she stood up and stormed out of the room, slamming the door in the bathroom.

"Allison!" I said. "Please come back here!"

I only got silence. I had really hurt her feelings. She had done all this for me, and I had just slapped her in the face, as so to speak.

 

* * *

 

Allison held out on me for one night, but the next night we made love again. But now, she just laid on her back and spread her legs. She didn't touch me on the chest; she didn't stimulate my rear. She just laid there, as I pumped her. Yes it was good, but after what we had been doing, it just wasn't the same. I let myself come quickly, just to get it over with.

For the rest of the week, the pattern was the same. She'd hold out for a day or two, then we'd do it, with her just laying there. Finally, I had enough, and I had to back down and apologize to her.

I took her out to dinner, I bought her flowers and a box of chocolates. I spent time talking with her, and I told her just how sorry I was. She had done so much for me, and it was wrong of me to have treated her like that.

She seemed to take it rather well. We started to talk.

"Tell me, did it feel good, what we were doing before you got all freaked out?"

"Yes" I said. "It felt wonderful."

"So how could it be wrong to feel good? What's wrong with what we were doing, if it made you feel so great?"

"You have to understand" I said. "To a man, being made to feel like a woman seems like the worst thing in the world."

"How?" she said. "I don't understand. Why can't you just get over with it? Why are you so hung up on all this macho crap all the time? Do you really think that what we did made you a woman?"

"No" I had to admit. "But it made me feel like a woman. I felt weak. I felt something that made me, as you say, freak out. I couldn't handle it."

"So you're not strong enough to do something that brings you pleasure?" she said.

"It's not like that! You don't understand!"

"No, you don't understand. You're letting some stupid macho thing cloud your judgment. I guess that I'll just give up. We'll just do in bed what we've been doing this week."

"No, honey, please, give me another chance. I loved what we were doing."

Allison seemed to ponder my words for a few moments.

"If we go back to that, you'll need to get over your machismo. You're going to have to prove to me that you're not going to let your testosterone get in the way again."

"And how can I do that?" I asked, desperate to prove myself to her.

"You can spend the whole day Saturday, as a woman."

I wasn't sure I had heard her correctly. Spend the day as a woman?

"What do you mean?" I said, my voice almost a whisper.

"I'll dress you up, and make you pretty. You'll have long hair, wear a skirt, and shave your legs. I'll put you into panties. I'll put makeup on your face. I'll make you look like a woman. You'll learn to wear high heels, and you'll learn to walk and sit like a girl. Everything."

"And the point of this would be...." I said.

"If you spend the day as a girl, doing girlish things, then you'll show me you can handle it. And when we get to bed, what we do will seem like nothing to you. You'll be over your silly hang-up, so we can get back to having wonderful sex in bed. What do you say?"

I could tell this was it. If I said 'no', she'd never be wild in bed with me again. But if I said 'yes', I'd really have to swallow my pride, and doing things like wear a skirt, and let her make me look like a girl! But then again, she might be right. Maybe if I spent a day like that, then I would get over what did were doing in bed. That would seem mild, compared to going around for a day as a chick!

"I'll do it" I said.

"I'm glad" she replied, kissing me on the cheek. "Tomorrow is Saturday. When you get up in the morning, we'll begin your transformation. I'll expect you to be ready, with your legs shaved, your chest and underarms too. If I see you with body hair, I'll know that you chickened out. If you're too afraid to let me dress you up as a girl, then that's your problem. But if you're willing, then the fun will really begin.

"I'll be ready" I said. "I'm not afraid."

The twinkle in her eyes told me that I might be wrong about that.

 

* * *

 

So there I was, dressed up like a chick. I had shaved myself all over, as Allison had asked me. But then I itched, until she rubbed creams all over my body. They smelled like flowers, so now I did too. In the morning, she had me start by putting on a pair of panties, and then a different bra she had given me. In went the breast forms, and now I was in completely female underwear for the first time.

"Why this bra?" I asked. "Why not the other one?"

"You kept complaining that the straps were falling off your shoulders" she said. "This one has a racer back. It will keep the straps in place better, so you're not always having to reach over and pull your straps back up."

"Oh" I said, feeling completely out of my element.

Next, she put a girdle on me. It was made of a stiff, heavy material, and it was quite tight. It did help reduce my tummy, and make it look like I had nicer hips, like hers. The stiff material also had the effect of reducing the bulge in my panties, making it look like I was flat down there. Between that and the breast forms filling out my bra cups, it looked like I was becoming a woman. My head, my arms, but smooth legs, curves, flat in the crotch, and quite busty. Me!

But she was just getting started. Next, she had me put on dark silk stockings, which had four inches of lace at the top. She showed me how to put on a fancy garter belt, and how to attach it to hold up the stockings so they wouldn't slip down.

Then she had me put on a pretty skirt. It was brown, with three tiers of ruffles at the bottom, with glittery sequins sewed in. It seemed very intimidating, in how feminine it was! It only came down to above my knees too, making me feel all exposed!

She had a brown print top which she gave me next. It was sleeveless, and when I buttoned it up, it was quite tight on me. This had the effect of making the bumps on my chest even move prominent than they already were. There would be no hiding my boobs now!

I thought she was done, but I was quite wrong. Next, I was sat down at her lighted vanity mirror. And she went to work on me some more. First, she did my makeup. She put a base coat of foundation all over my face, making it look soft and smooth. Then she put stuff all around my eyes, on the eyelids and on the eyelashes. When I saw my face in the mirror, I was shocked at the "doe eyes" I had now!

She put lipstick on me next, and it was also shocking to see my lips turned such a frosty pink color! She was putting color on my cheeks now. Then she put some kind of pencil on my eyebrows, and suddenly they stood out, making my eyes look even more glamorous and alluring. I couldn't believe my face!

"Where did you get that?" I asked, as she took out a wig of long auburn hair, and started to put it on me.

"Oh, something I just picked up" she said.

I was startled at what the long hair did to my looks! It was hard to believe that it was me with all that hair cascading down my head. The hair reached below my shoulders, and it tickled where it hit my bare arms. It also hung a bit over my face, which made it even harder to tell that I was really a man beneath all this. Not that I felt very manly at that moment!

I couldn't think of anything to say, as she clipped earrings onto me, and slid pretty rings onto my fingers. She attached a double-stranded pearl necklace around my neck too.

"Now hold out your hand like this" she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"I'm going to do your nails now."

I felt limp all over, like all of the ability for me to even resist her had drained out of me. I just let her take my hand, and start to paint my nails a bright pink color, similar to my lips. As I stared at myself in the mirror, it looked like a woman staring back at me. How could this be me? How could I have let her transform me like this?

"Swing your feet to the side" she said.

I did as she asked, and she slipped a pair of high heel shoes onto me. She tightened the straps, and I stared at the tall heels and the pointy toes. Smooth legs jutted out from the ruffles of my skirt; dark nylons covered them, making them look sexy. And now, at the bottom, there were high heels. I had sexy legs now! And from my head down to my toe, I looked like a girl now.

 

I stood there feeling unable to move! I felt so passive; so out of control of myself. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to say. I felt like I needed Allison to tell me what to do.

"Now you are no longer a man" she said. "Now you are no longer my husband. You are a girl now. A chick. A babe. You have become a member of the female population. You're a woman now. A sister. Do you understand me? You're not a man anymore honey. Now you are a woman."

"A woman" I whispered.

"Yes dear, a woman. And as such, I can't go calling you by a silly man's name. No, you'll need a proper name for a girl, since you are one of us now. I think that your name shall be... Rachel."

"Rachel?" I asked.

"Yes. You are Rachel now. Tell me your name Rachel, and tell me that you have become a woman."

"I...I am Rachel" I stammered. "I have become a.... a woman."

"Very good!" said Allison. "You are a woman now. You're no longer my husband; you're my girlfriend Rachel."

I looked down at my hand. Gone was my gold band I wore for a wedding ring; in its place, she had put on a single diamond ring, in a setting for a woman. A woman's engagement ring. On me!

So there I was, dressed up as a chick. I was Rachel now, her girlfriend. What had I got myself into? It was torturous for the next few hours, as she had me learn all over again how to stand, how to sit, how to walk. The high heels didn't make that any easier! She showed me how to hold a purse, how to cross my legs, and much more. She had me talk to her in a higher pitched tone of voice, so I'd sound like a girl. She had me do everything like a girl!

"Very good Rachel" she said. "Now you're ready."

"For what?" I asked.

"Lunch. Come with me. Don't forget your purse. A woman never goes anywhere without her purse."

I followed her downstairs, and I turned towards the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"To lunch, I thought" I said.

"We're not eating in darling. We're going out. Now come along!"

I could hardly believe it, as I got into the passenger side of the car. I was going out like this? That wasn't part of the deal! I couldn't let people see me like this! I felt in a panic, as Allison drove us a few minutes away, to a little outdoor cafe.

We got a table outside, under an umbrella. The waiter brought us water, but I felt like I needed a drink! I was trying to hide behind the menu, when things suddenly got worse. I saw Allison smile, then stand up. I turned to see that she was standing, to greet her sister Meg! She was joining us for lunch! Oh no!

"Hello 'Rachel', my big sis has told me all about you."

"Hi Meg" I managed to say, weakly.

"When she said that you were going to become a woman, I couldn't believe it. But I must say, you do make a wonderful female. I'm glad you've decided to join us as a member of the fair sex. Once you've had your operations, and you've really become one of us, I think you'll really enjoy it."

She squeezed my hand, as if she was being supportive!

"So sis, have you put her on hormones yet like I told you?"

Allison turned to her sister, and whispered into her ear. Meg smiled broadly, then the two of them giggled. I didn't like the sound of that at all! It almost seemed like somehow Meg was involved with all of this, and I hadn't even realized it! And why was she talking like this was something I wanted to do? Why did she make it sound like this wasn't something for one day, but for a lifetime?

I smiled to myself. I had it; Meg was just trying to intimidate me. I could play along with all this. I'd show Allison what a good 'girl' I could be. I'd impress her, then this torture would be over. The more I resisted, the more fun they'd have at my expense.

"I can't wait to start on the hormones" I said, hoping to impress her.

"But Rachel, you already have" she said, giggling.

"What?"

"Oh yes. Every day for the past three months. Remember when I switched brands of vitamins? I just dumped out the vitamins, and replaced them with estrogen pills. You've been dosing yourself with female hormones for months now."

So much for my plan to place nice! Now I was scared! What were those female hormones doing to me?

"Lets see how much they've kicked in" said Meg. "Tell me Rachel, do you think our waiter is cute?"

"I didn't look" I said.

"Nope, she's not quite there yet" she replied.

"Are you saying that these pills are going to make me want guys?" I said, feeling quite upset.

"In time. Soon you'll think and feel like we do. Soon, you'll be one of us. You'll start to feel a need for real boobs soon, and it will drive you crazy that you only have breast forms. I bet you'll get implants within a few months. And then, you'll start to feel the desire to have your own pussy between your legs."

I gaped, in disbelief.

"I'm afraid that you're past the point of no return now though, so don't get any ideas. There is no stopping it now. You're too far down the road to ever turn back."

"That's not true!" I said.

"Darling" said Allison, "One or two months ago, if I suggested that you dress up as a woman, would you have done it?"

"No!" I said.

"Or even a few weeks ago, wouldn't you have had the backbone to say 'no' to going out? But you caved right in. You're so passive now. You're putty in my hands. You are ready to become a woman now. That's why I brought in Meg. She is going to help you, as you transition to womanhood, permanently."

"No...." I whispered.

"Oh yes" said Meg. "There is no point in trying to resist, honey. You are going to become a woman."

"When I told you that you're not a man anymore, and that you're not my husband anymore, I meant it" said Allison. "We'll never make love again, the old way. To me, you're already a woman. And I don't want to share my bed with a woman."

"But Allison has been training you to like sex as a woman" said Meg. "While you're still in the pre-op stages, you might be able to find a guy who will let you do him from the back side. And you already like receiving it there. But soon, you'll have a real pussy of your own, so you can look at your man, as he lies on top of you, and does you."

"No!!!" I said, feeling in a state of utter panic. My whole life was out of control now!

"After we get divorced, you can find a nice man, and marry him. You'll make some lucky guy a wonderful wife. You'll love how it feels to be a bride Rachel. I'll help you pick out your dress, and everything."

I was almost in tears now. I could hardly eat the salad that they ordered for me. For that, I got complimented on how I "ate like a girl", and how I'd slim down once I started eating a proper female diet, and how much better that would make my figure look. I was hardly encouraged.

It wasn't any better afterwards, when we all went down the street to a clothing boutique.

"Now that you're going to live the rest of your life as a girl, you'll need your own clothes" said Allison.

"But we'll hold off on getting you too many bras, until you've got your implants" said Meg. "*Then* can you be properly fitted."

I shuddered inside upon hearing this. I mean, I was really shaken up! Meg seemed determined that I was going to become a real woman.... and Allison was going along with it! How could my wife be part of this plan? How could she want me to become a woman? I didn't understand! I was upset and confused!

When Meg stepped into a dressing room to try on a pair of pants, I seized the opportunity. I quickly cornered Allison, making sure to stay out of Men's earshot.

"You have to help me" I said. "I don't want to be turned into a woman forever! Please Allison, this was just supposed to be for today! I don't want to be on female hormones! I don't want to get breast implants! Don't let her do this to me! You've got to save me!"

Allison looked at me as if she was shocked that I would say such a thing.

"Okay" she said. "I'll get her to back off. But only if you agree to my terms."

"Yes" I said. "Of course. Anything."

"Good" she said, smiling. "When we get home, I'll tell you the new rules. But I'll save you from Meg. You can keep that thing between your legs, if it's so important to you."

"It is" I said, feeling relieved.

After that, it wasn't so bad doing more shopping, buying more pretty clothes. I didn't care. I wasn't going to become a woman now, so this was all just a game. Allison would probably return everything tomorrow.

 

At last, we said good-bye to Meg, and we went home. There, we went up to our bedroom and started to put away our new things. After that was done, Allison was aggressive, and came on to me. Soon, I was laying on the bed, on my back, with her holding me down, kissing me.

I felt so aroused, I wanted her. But she insisted on getting out her strap-on, and doing me from behind first. I loved it. With the vibrators on my chest turned on, I was so stimulated! I wanted her so bad, but she made me do her from behind, in her "other" hole.

"It's much tighter" she said. "I'm sure you'll love how it feels."

I pumped her there until I came. Then she wanted another go at me! As she slid the big dld into me from behind, she started talking to me.

"You promised that if I saved you from Meg, that you'd live by my new rules from now on."

"Yes dear" I said. "You saved me. I'll do anything you ask."

"Good. Here is the price for saving you. First of all, when we are at home, you will be Rachel. You will always dress and act like a woman when we are in the privacy of our house. As long as you are a good girl, I will stop giving you female hormones. But if you get out of line, you'll go back on them for good. Do you understand?"

"Yes" I whispered, as she thrust into me again.

"Second, this is the only way we will make love from now on. You're not allowed into my pussy anymore."

"Why?" I asked.

"Carol" she answered.

 

I froze. How did she know about Carol? We had been so careful not to let anyone know we were having an affair! But somehow, she knew! That put me in a position where I couldn't refuse her request. She really had me now.

"But a woman wants certain things from a man. So I am going to start dating other men. And you are not only going to allow me to do it, but you are going to encourage me. Do you understand?"

"Yes" I said in a whisper, as I felt my life falling apart. I'd never have her again, and she would be seeing other men! I felt so weak and helpless, as she continued to thrust into me.

"Next, on occasion, I may ask you to see other men. Now that I've got you trained to like taking it in from behind, and now that you prefer doing me from the back, you're ready to move on to men. Of course, you can dress up and act as Rachel, if that makes you feel better. But either way, soon you will be going out with me on double-dates, with a pair of guys."

"No!" I said. I couldn't do that!

"No?" she replied. "All right, then we can go tomorrow to see the doctor Meg has lined up, so you can have your boob job done. She thinks you should be have DD's, but I'd settle for just C cups. What would you prefer? Maybe something in the middle? Would you prefer to be a girl with D cups?"

So there it was, I had no choice. I could either get breast implants tomorrow, and start becoming a real woman, or I could keep part of myself, but start dating men, as Allison went out with other men too. And there was nothing I could do about it. I just kept still, as she continued to do me from behind.

I never knew that it would end up like this, with my whole life altered forever! Many things have changed since that first day, mainly, me! Here I was, dressed like a woman, having a dld thrust into me from behind.

"You're not a man anymore, anyways" said Allison. "Give in my darling. Let your feminine side take over. It will be much easier for you if you just double your intake of female hormones, and get the surgery tomorrow. I think you'd be much happier, if you wound up a woman. Or would you rather date guys?"

"If I agree to become a woman, would you agree not to date other guys?" I asked.

"You want me to become a lesbian?" she replied. "You'd be a woman, so if I were to stay with you, that's what I would have to become."

"Yes" I said. "That's what I'm asking. I'll take care of you. I promise."

"All right" she said, giving me one last thrust. "You will become a woman, and I will stay with you, and you alone. I'll call Meg and tell her the good news. We'll accelerate the pace of your transition. Maybe tomorrow they can start snipping things off between your legs too. I'm so glad that you decided to become a real woman, Rachel. I'm so glad that you're one of us now."

"I love you" I said, as I looked at her. She seemed so powerful now, just as I was weak.

"And I love you too Rachel" she said. "You're my little girl now."

We kissed, and I felt a tingle between my legs, for one last time. By this time tomorrow, some of my parts down there would be snipped off. I was on my way to becoming Allison's woman.

  

  

  

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