Sissy Arm Wrestler

by Margaret Jeanette

 

Margie Ware came home from working out at the health club she belonged to. She was wearing the blue dress she had worn to work. She always felt renewed after a visit to the health club. She tried to visit it at least two times a week. It wasn't easy as she worked overtime at least two nights a week. She always tried to make it on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

She looked at her husband of six years sitting in the recliner dozing while the television was tuned to ESPN. Him and his sports she thought. She went and changed into something more comfortable. She then went to prepare herself something to eat.

Jerry, her husband, woke from his nap. They said hello to each other and he could see she was bubbling about something.

She just had to tell him so she said, "They had the regular monthly arm wrestling contest at the health club. I entered for the first time and I took third place. I beat two other women and a guy. What do you think about that?"

He said, "Did the guy change into a dress when he was done? He must have been a sissy to let a woman beat him."

She was just a little angry at his attitude and remark. She said, "So you think any guy that gets beaten at arm wrestling is a sissy, huh?"

"I am just saying he can't be much of a man if you beat him."

"I think I can beat you in arm wrestling. You want to try it?"

"No, I am not going to arm wrestle you," he said in a rough voice.

"What's the matter, you afraid I will beat you? You think you can't beat me?" she said teasingly.

"No, it isn't that. It's just I am not going to arm wrestle you."

"Fraidy cat, fraidy cat", Margie taunted him. Then she said, "If you beat me I'll wear that maid's outfit I wore for Halloween last year. I'll wear it for a week and serve you like a maid."

"You're on, I'll show you who has the muscles around here." He said.

They sat down at the corner of the table. She said, "If I win you will admit you are a sissy and you will wear it and serve me and be a sissy for a week. Do you agree?"

He said, "Why not make it for two weeks?"

She said, "That's fine by me."

They locked hands and he had her hand almost down to the table but she came back forcing his arm back straight up and down, then she slowly pushed his arm back and finally touched the table.

He was red in the face when she asked, "You almost had me, you want to make it double or nothing?"

He sat there and finally said yes that sounded good, as he wasn't really ready anyway. They locked hands and she told him to start whenever he was ready. He started putting pressure on her arm. She slowly pushed his arm back until it touched the table.

She asked him if he wanted to go again. He declined. She told him he was going to be her sissy for the next four weeks unless he wanted to do double or nothing again. He told her he wasn't going to arm-wrestle her again tonight. She told him she was going on the computer and type up his sissy rules. She left and he sat there wondering what had happened.

Twenty minutes later she was back with two sheets of paper. She told him they were the rules for him and she wanted him to sign at least one sheet for her to acknowledge that he got them. He signed without even looking at them.

She told him to come into the bedroom with her. He followed her into the bedroom. She said, "We are going to dress you as a sissy so get your clothes off now."

He stripped down to his under shorts. She told him to get those off also. He took them off. Then she held out a pair of black panties trimmed with lace and told him to put them on. He refused.

She said, "Are you going back on your word and your agreement?"

He said no he wasn't that why, couldn't they wait until tomorrow after work. She said he agreed he was a sissy now and he was going to dress as one now. He took the panties and put them on. She fastened a garter belt around his waist. She thought it was good that he was so slim that her clothes would fit him. Then she strung the garters through the panties and showed him how to hook the black sheer stockings she had helped him get on. Then came the bra, which she stuffed with socks to give him a shape. She then slipped the petticoat down on him and then the uniform. The skirt stood almost straight out over the petticoat.

She then got a pair of her black heels and with difficulty got them on his feet. He stood and wobbled a bit. She told him to try short steps to get used to the heels. He walked very slowly for about five minutes. He complained that the shoes were too tight. She told him he should go and buy a pair a size larger.

The she took him over to her vanity and showed him how to apply all the make up he was to wear. He was at a loss over all of this. He still hadn't recovered from his wife beating him at arm wrestling. She told him he was to change into his outfit as soon as he got home from work. He complained it was too tight. She noticed it was on the tight side.

She took him into the bedroom and had him strip down to his bra and panties. Then she slid a corset she had up his body. She then laced it up as tight as she could get it. She noticed he was breathing in shallower breaths. Then when she helped him put everything back on it fit a lot better.

They went into the living room where she told him he was expected to do his own make-up and getting dressed after this. He sat down in his recliner and she turned a game show on the television.

She said, "I could go for a drink. Get me some lemonade!"

He got up and tottered out to the kitchen and got her a glass of lemonade. He took it and handed it to her. She didn't take it saying, "You are a maid. You should serve drinks and food on a tray. Set it down, I'll forgive you this time. Don't forget to curtsy."

He did a small curtsy and she told him he better work on curtsies. She told him when he got home tomorrow to take a shower and shave all he hair below his neck.

When it was time for bed she told him to leave his bra, panties, stockings and corset on. He didn't understand why and asked her.

She said, "You are a sissy. Here is a nightgown for you to wear. If you keep all of that on it will save time for you to get dressed tomorrow morning for work."

He said astonished, "You expect me to wear this to work?"

She told him, "Yes, you are a sissy and you are going to dress as a sissy. If you give me any argument, I might send you to work in a sissy dress. Tomorrow when you get home, take your shower and shave your body and try that pink dress of mine. We have to go shopping when I get home to get you your new underwear and some other clothes more suitable for a sissy."

Very concerned, he got into bed. He had a hard time falling asleep thinking about what she had said. He didn't want to go to work wearing women's underclothes. The corset was killing him, making him keep his back extremely straight. Finally he fell into a fitful sleep.

The next morning they awoke together. He went into the bathroom and did his morning routine which included shaving his face. As he was shaving he thought about the shaving he had to do later that day. He wondered how he had allowed himself to get into this mess.

He went into the bedroom and saw Margie getting dressed. He went to his dresser and took out a pair of socks. Margie told him he didn't need them as he already had stockings on. He grabbed a T-shirt and she told him to put it back. He put it back and she handed him a black camisole to put on. It was blue with wide lace over the shoulders. He put on his white shirt and black slacks and breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't question them. He put on his black shoes and his plaid sport coat. He normally didn't wear a tie so he was all set.

Margie looked at him and she could make out the camisole he had on. She wondered if she should have him take it off then decided to leave him as he was. She said, "You better take your sissy rules and study them today. I don't want to have to argue with you that something is not in the rules."

They ate breakfast and she said good- by sissy as he left for work. She was right behind him leaving for work.

Jerry arrived at work and as he said good morning to Sally Hulke, his secretary, he noticed she was giving him a funny look. He went into this office and started work.

About ten he went to get his usual cup of coffee. Sally again gave him a funny look. He didn't know why she was looking at him differently but shrugged it off as one of her days to be different. He got his coffee and returned to his desk. He was relaxing and remembered the sissy rules his wife had typed up. He took it out and started to read. He couldn't believe what was all on there.

It read- Sissy Rules

1. The sissy will wear the most feminine underclothes at all times.

2. The sissy will do all the housework, laundry, and grocery shopping for the full term

3. The sissy will get his ears pierced and wear earrings at all times after that.

4. The sissy will change into either his maid's outfit or another dress as soon as he gets home.

5. The sissy will wear make up at all times except when at work. The sissy may wear make up to work.

6. The sissy will have his hair styled in a feminine style within a week of starting his sissyhood.

7. The sissy will act as feminine as possible at all times, including work.

8. Each week the sissy will arm wrestle. If he loses an additional two weeks will be added to his term.

9. The sissy will do as his wife directs without argument. Any argument will result in punishment.

 

 

 

Signed /s/ Jerry Ware /s/ Margie Ware

He was devastated when he read this. He had to talk to Margie about it. He tried to call her. The line was busy. If he knew it was Sally on the line talking to his wife he would have been a lot more concerned.

Sally said to Margie, "If I am not mistaken I can make out lace under your husband's shirt. It bothers me seeing that. Do you know am I right?"

Margie said, "You are right. He blew off his mouth last night and we arm-wrestled and now he has to live as a sissy for four weeks at least. Right now he is wearing panties, a bra, corset, camisole, garter belt and nylons under his clothes. He will either learn that men aren't always stronger or stay a sissy for a long time."

Sally said, "Let me know if I can help. This sounds like fun."

Margie said she could do whatever she thought might help. She told Sally to give him a hard time if she could. Sally said she could possibly come up with something.

Jerry kept trying to get Margie. He finally got through and told her he had to talk to her about the rules. She told him in no uncertain terms that he signed them and didn't discuss them before he signed and that a deal is a deal. Jerry was devastated and hung up without saying good-by.

He was frustrated the rest of the day. When he got home he thought about forgetting the whole thing. Then he decided his word was important so he undressed and went into shave and take a bath. He was in the tub and was shaving his legs. The razor stung his legs. He got an idea and got out of the tub and got one of Margie's razors to see if it was different. It was a lot better. He didn't know if it was because it was a new razor or if the gap was different. He shaved his, legs, chest and underarms. He left a patch of hair around his manhood.

When he was done he rubbed some of Margie's lotion all over his body. It smelled flowery but it felt so nice. He went in and soon was dressed in the pink dress Margie had told him about. He looked and found a pair of pink mules that were a little small but tolerable. He went and sat at her vanity and tried his make up. It took three tries for everything except his lipstick. Finally he was satisfied he looked not too bad.

He was in the living room when she arrived home. She marveled at how nice he looked. She said all he needed was to get his hair fixed and he would be right in style as a sissy. She went to the bedroom and returned with one of her old purses. It was a white one with a shoulder strap.

Margie drove and they stopped at a popular department store. Together they selected some panties, all with a lot of lace and some bras with lacy cups. Then she told him he needed some more camisoles. She picked two black and two dark blue ones with lots of lace. Then she selected some nylons all with different patterns in them. Then she said he would need at least four new dresses. She found exactly what she was looking for and ended up getting him six because she couldn't make up her mind. They went to the shoe department and he got a pair of white strappy sandals with a three-inch heel. They couldn't find any black ones for his uniform. When they checked out he was surprised when the bill was over three hundred dollars.

Next she took him to a specialty shoe store. There she found him a pair of black heels with a five and a half inch heel. He tried them on and could hardly walk. She told him he would get used to them in time. As they were ready to check out she spotted some ankle bracelets and picked up three of them for him.

The she went to an earring store and had his ears pierced in two places in each ear. She picked out four sets of studs of which they put two in his ears. She also picked out three pair of dangly ones for him once his ears healed. She told him she couldn't wait for the total transformation. He shuddered when he heard that. He didn't know what it all involved but he knew he wasn't going to like it. She stopped at a nail salon and when he left his nails were past the ends of his fingers and had a light pink polish on them.

He was devastated and asked how she expected him to go to work with earrings and his nails polished. She told him he should have no trouble. She said she was sure everyone would like the new sissy at work. He doubted that and feared the thought of going to work like that.

They were on the way home he thought when he asked what he was supposed to tell them at work. She told him to tell them the truth. She said tell them your wife found out you were a sissy and is taking charge. Tell them she is deciding what you will wear.

He didn't like the idea but couldn't think of a believable story to tell anyone. She pulled into an eating spot and the hostess took them for two women. The waitress came to take their order. She almost laughed out loud when he ordered cheeseburger basket with all the trimmings. She realized he was a man in a dress.

When she was gone Margie told him he had to do something about his voice. She told him to try talking quieter and to raise his voice as far as he could. They got their food and he thought every waitress came by and looked at him and smirked. He was very self-conscious with all the attention.

When it was time to go to bed Margie had him put on a baby doll outfit they had got that night. He was surprised that it caused him to get an erection. They crawled into bed and Margie told him she would pick him up some breast forms tomorrow.

The next morning she had him wear the dark blue camisole to match the dark blue bra he had on. She had him put on stockings that had a floral design in them. When he complained she stuffed two socks in each bra cup. She told him to keep it up and his breasts would get to work five minutes before he did. He was very quiet after that. She then put a coat of very light pink lipstick on him. She said it wasn't really noticeable to most people and handed him the tube and told him to keep it on. Then she gave him a quick spray of perfume.

He arrived at work ten minutes earlier than he usually did. He made it to his office before anyone saw him. His elation was not to last too long. Sally came in with some mail for him. She noticed his nails right away.

She said, "Is that Obsession you are wearing today? I love the smell of it."

Jerry said, "Margie got carried away when she was putting it on and I guess she got me also."

Sally looked at him closely. He could see her checking him out. Then she said, "It looks like she got you with the nail polish, earrings and camisole also. What is happening to you? Oh, did she do your lips too?"

He just about had tears in his eyes and told her to sit down. He told her all about the contest and losing to her. He told her about his remarks and how she took them. Sally suddenly had a feeling of sorrow for him. He was a nice boss and she really liked him.

She said, "It looks like you are going to have to build up your arm muscles to get out of this. I don't think this is going to end until you beat her at something. The best thing would be arm wrestling. Are you in truth a sissy?"

He said, "I never thought I was a sissy but she has me wondering. You know it's funny; I kind of like the tight fit of the bra on my chest and the nylon of the camisole kind of turns me on. I like the feel of the stockings on my legs, they feel sexy. So, you see some things aren't so bad. I don't think I will ever get used to the corset though."

Sally laughed and said, "Yes there are some things that are really good about women's clothes and then there are the things that are not so good about them. I will try to help you all I can. If I can, let me know."

He said, "You don't arm wrestle, do you?"

She laughed and told him no. She then said he should redo his lipstick, got up and left his office. He didn't know why but he redid it. He thought about how nice Sally was and was thankful for her. He didn't know she had talked to Margie.

Twenty minutes later he was buzzed to go to Charlie Hearden's office. Charlie was his boss and they occasionally played golf together.

As he passed Sally's desk she said, "Are you licking your lips. Your lipstick is streaked, you better refresh it."

She saw him duck into the men's room and knew he was doing just that. He entered Charlie's office. He sat down opposite Charlie's desk.

Charlie said, "I have been going over last months reports. In your report you said you see sales rising next month. What do you base that on? The economy is gong down the tubes and I don't see anyone ordering a big amount."

Jerry told him, "Sinclair Industries just got a big contract to build a multi-million dollar government office building. They always order new equipment to supplement their existing equipment. I have talked to their purchasing agent and he told me to expect a sizable order soon."

Charlie said, "That's the best news I have heard in a long, long time. You look different. When did you get your ears pierced?"

Charlie looked at him closer then said, "It looks like you are wearing something lacy under your shirt. What is going on, tell me?"

Jerry told him the truth. When he was all done he had tears in his eyes. This was the hardest thing he could remember in along time. It wasn't easy telling Charlie.

Charlie said, "Let me see your stockings. I am a leg man from way back."

He pulled his pants leg up a short way. Charlie saw the patterned nylons he had on. He was blushing all over his body.

Charlie said, "I always figure women wear nylons like that to show off their legs and patterned nylons are worn to be seen. You should be wearing a skirt. Tomorrow if you wear nylons with a pattern wear a dress or skirt and blouse. I won't order you to; I'll leave it up to you and your wife. Good luck on whatever you decide or should I say what your wife decides."

He left Charlie's office in a gloomy mood. He didn't know if Charlie was kidding him or not. He knew Charlie could do things you didn't expect and Charlie liked to be catered to a certain extent. He couldn't envision himself coming to work in a dress anyway.

He went to his office and gave serious thought about taking tomorrow as a vacation day. Then he thought about what Margie would probably have him do and decided not to.

That night when Margie got home after stopping at the health club he was doing the living room floor. He was wearing the maid's outfit and she thought he was just the cutest thing. She went in and kissed him on the lips feeling his lipstick in the process.

He finished and sat down to chat with Margie as she ate her reheated supper. Margie asked him how his day went.

He said, "Well, I had a meeting with Charlie and surprised him with the news we would soon be getting a big order. By the way, you said no one would notice the lipstick and Sally noticed it and the nail polish and perfume."

She said, "Well, now Sally knows you are a sissy. That's not too bad, is it? It isn't like I took an ad out in the paper and told the world or is that what you want me to do?"

He flinched and said, "Heaven's no. This is bad enough."

After she finished eating she made him pose and took some pictures of him in his maid's outfit. She had him pose with a broom and pose leaning forward with his rear out. She took pictures of that from three different angles. She ended up taking about eight different pictures.

When it was time to go to bed he put on the pink baby doll pajama set. It had lots of ruffles and lace. Margie had him pose for more pictures. He wondered, as she seemed to be looking at him and had a funny look on her face. He could tell it wasn't going to be good, whatever she had in mind.

Friday morning and it was casual Friday at work. He figured on wearing a dark pullover and jeans to work. Margie stopped him when he grabbed the pullover. She took it from him and tossed it on a chair. She told him she would pick out what he wore today.

She stuffed his bra with three socks each. His breasts looked like they stuck out a mile to him. She then slipped a black lacy slip over his head. Then she pulled a rose colored dress that had a lace trimmed ruffle at the bottom hem and four rows of delicate lace on the bodice. The lace-trimmed collar was soon around his neck.

She then got a necklace and bracelet from her jewelry box and put them on him. She made him sit at her vanity as she applied make up on him. He saw a bright red lipstick come out of the tube and felt her apply it. She sprayed him liberally with perfume. Then she put an ankle bracelet on his leg. She came out of the closet with a pair of white pumps with a five-inch heel and put them on his feet. Then she pronounced him ready for work.

He said, "I can't go to work like this! What are you thinking?"

She said, "That is complaining. Stay there."

She removed his bottom stud and put a pair of dangly earrings in his ears. They hung down almost three inches and jingled when he moved his head. He was dismayed to no end.

She said, "Rules one, five, seven and nine. Study them again and you will see I can and am doing what is in the rules. You will go to work like that!"

He said, "I can't. I can't face anyone wearing these clothes. What will they say?"

She said, "Well, I know Charlie will like it. He called me yesterday and said you can wear dresses to work and that he wanted to see your legs."

Jerry was completely shocked that Charlie would do something like that. He couldn't believe it.

She then said she could help. She had him sit still as she brushed his hair into a feminine style. She was happy that he had hair on the long side. She finished by putting a rose ribbon in his hair. When he looked in the mirror he saw a woman there not a man.

They were eating a quick breakfast when Margie told him she would take him to work and pick him up afterward. They often rode together on Friday's then went for supper somewhere after work. She said they had some shopping to do after work.

He was dejected as he thought about leaving for work but then turning around and coming back home to call in a vacation day. He sadly got into her car. She dropped him off in front of his office building, telling him she could have dropped him off further away.

He was almost to his office when Sally saw him. She told him to do a turn so she could see the whole effect. He did a slow turn and she marveled at how well he carried himself. He got into his office and started working. At ten he buzzed Sally and asked her if she could get him a cup of coffee. She said she would be glad to and soon she was giving him his cup of coffee.

Sally said to him, "You know you could look a little better. I do all my girlfriends nails and I know I have a nail polish that would match your lipstick. Do you want me to get it and do your nails?"

He told her it was up to her. She said she would be right back and five minutes later she was starting to do his nails. She applied three coats of chrome red polish to his nails. After she did the third coat she sprinkled something on the nails. Then she put two coats of clear polish on them.

When he looked at them they shone and shimmered like nothing he had ever seen before. Sally told him she put red reflector flakes on them to add sparkle to them. Sally told him she thought he looked very nice in a dress and that he should keep wearing them. He blushed deep red and she smiled at his discomfort.

The nails had just finished drying when Charlie called for him to come to his office. When he entered Charlie whistled. Jerry said, "I don't appreciate what you did. You had no right calling my wife and giving her ideas. I am very upset that you did that!"

Charlie said, "I just called her to congratulate her on beating you in arm wrestling. She said she wanted to send you to work in a dress and I told her go ahead. It wasn't my idea, it was hers."

Jerry said, "I would appreciate if you didn't call her anymore. She gets enough ideas without getting help from anyone else."

Charlie said, "You do look really nice. If I didn't know you were a man I would look at you and wonder what you would be like in bed."

Jerry said, "I will tell you what, why don't you call her and tell her you don't think it is a good idea to send me to work in a dress."

Charlie said, "I can't do that. I am not going to get between you and your wife. Besides, you got beautiful legs. I can look at them and daydream. You don't want to deny me that pleasure do you?"

Charlie then laughed and told him he really did look nice and that he just wanted to see if Margie had actually sent him to work in a dress. Jerry went back to his office seething at how Charlie had abetted his wife and caused this development.

Jerry sat in his office brooding. Then he thought of a possible way out. All he had to do was beat Margie in arm wrestling. He thought up a plan to get some arm exercise. He felt better thinking that he at last had come upon a solution.

Margie picked him up and saw he was smiling. She wondered what had happened to make him look so happy. She didn't want to press him as she knew that if he wanted to tell her he would tell her.

She stopped at a store he didn't know. They went in and she talked to the saleslady as he looked around. He saw a lot of things, and saw that he didn't know what they were. He saw a line up of wheel chairs and walkers of all different sorts. Margie called him over and told him they could go. When he asked her what she had bought she told him it was a surprise for later.

They stopped and ate at a buffet that served the best food and a wide choice of whatever you had a taste for. After they left she stopped at a store that specialized in swimwear. She bought a bikini in an American flag motif. He didn't think anything of it as she was always adding to her clothing collection.

They got home and she told him to undress then call her. He went and undressed then called her. She opened a box and he was totally surprised when she took out a set of breast forms. She held one then the other up to his breast and marked them, then put adhesive on them and stuck them on his breasts.

He was amazed at the additional weight on his breasts. Margie had him put on his nightgown right away. He put on a pale green one with lace trim. Then he got a thought. He headed for Margie.

He found her in the living room and said, "You say I am a sissy and I agreed to be a sissy for you because I love you. Now, a sissy doesn't have to wear a dress or wear breast forms or any of those things. A sissy doesn't have to wear make up. I think you are changing me into a fake woman or something. Do you deny it?"

She said, "You are a sissy. I am deciding what kind of sissy you are and I decided you are a full-blown sissy, one who wears dresses and make up. What is more sissyish than a man in make up and a dress? You signed the agreement and didn't question any of it."

He said, "I never thought you would do something like that. Those rules go beyond being a sissy, I think."

She said, "Well, you agreed to them, now you can live by them. I have my regular beauty appointment and I made one for you at the same time. It is time you did rule number six. We have to be there at eight-thirty so we have to move tomorrow morning. You can forget about putting make up on as they will do it."

He sat quietly as he thought about what she had said. He didn't like the idea of going to the beauty shop but knew Margie would get her way.

The next morning they were on their way to the beauty shop. He was ushered to a chair and the first thing they did was remove his false nails. He was thankful for that. He asked the girl working on him when was he going to pick out what style he wanted and she told him his wife had already told them everything she wanted done to him. He didn't like the sound of that.

The next three hours went by fast. When they were done he had wavy hair with a flip at the bottom. He looked in the mirror and his eyes had a lot of mascara on the lashes and his eyelids were colored a pale blue on the bottom and a dark pink on top. It looked ridiculous to him but he didn't say anything. His lips shone with a bright red lipstick and his cheeks looked like he was blushing. His fingernails now extended at least a half-inch beyond his fingers and shone the same red as his lips. He told the girl he would never be able to repeat the look she had given him. She told him the make up should all last at least two weeks and they would redo it when he came back in two weeks to get his nails filled. His heart sunk when he heard that.

They left the beauty parlor and Margie stopped at a dress shop that specialized in office wear. She picked out four more dresses for him. He couldn't see why he would need so many dresses and she told him that he couldn't keep wearing the same ones to the office.

Then she took him to a shoe store to get some matching shoes. They left with three more pair of five-inch heels. He asked why they couldn't get lower heels and she told him she thought he looked better in the higher ones. He knew it was going to be hell to have to wear those shoes all day at work. He thought about telling her the heck with everything and ending it now but didn't as he wasn't sure of what would happen.

She treated him to a salad for lunch telling him he had to watch his weight now. He sat without saying anything all through lunch. He was despondent and didn't feel like saying anything. He thought every time he opened his mouth to Margie things got worse.

They returned home and she told him he could leave his dress on but that he should do some cleaning. He was wearing a floral printed dress with a triple ruffle around the skirt hem. He also was wearing red heels with a five-inch heel. His legs started to hurt after a half hour of moving around. He asked Margie if he could change shoes as his legs were killing him ands she told him to keep the shoes on so he got used to them. She said a little pain now would mean no pain later when he would be on his feet much longer. He wondered what she had in mind when she said much longer.

By the time it was time to eat supper he was in dire straits with sore legs. He was thankful that they sat down to eat. It felt like heaven just to sit and get the weight off his feet. After supper he had cleaned up the dishes and had everything put away Margie told him to take a bath and shave his body again. The bath felt marvelous. Then he thought anything would feel marvelous as long as he was off his feet.

After he had bathed and powdered himself he put on a baby doll outfit. It was red with a lot of black trim. He put his gauzy sheer white robe and the white fluffy mules with two-inch heels that Margie had got for him. He went into the living room to read the daily paper.

He has just started reading the paper when Margie aid, "Come and sit by me. You look so sexy I want you close to me."

He put the paper down and wondered what was coming next. He was shocked when she grabbed him by the shoulders and kissed him on his lips. She drove her tongue into his mouth and soon they were working up a sweat with their cuddling. Margie said they should go to bed early.

They got in the bedroom and Margie pushed him down on the bed. She laid on top of him and kissed him some more. She then proceeded to get his robe off and his panties down. She worked on his penis and it didn't take long before it was very hard. She lowered herself down on his manhood and slowly started to work up and down. She changed speeds and slowed down every time he felt like he was going to cum. She kept it up for the longest time.

Not a word had been spoken until she asked, "Do you like making love like a sissy?"

He asked, "What do you mean?"

She said, "Well I'm on top and controlling everything. You are in the usual woman's position. Are you my little woman?"

He said, "Oh, come on. Don't spoil it. It is so nice and feels so good."

She said, "Tell me you are my little woman!"

He didn't and she threatened to stop right there. Finally in compliance to her repeated demands he said, "I am your little woman."

She sped up and they both came together. He laid there spent from all of the action. He didn't feel like moving.

She asked, "Did you like that?"

He said, "Oh, yes. It was tremendous."

She said, "That is how sissies make love. Now aren't you glad you are a sissy? Tell me you are glad you are a sissy."

Not wanting to spoil things he told her what she wanted to hear. She then made him say that he liked wearing dresses to work and wanted to keep wearing dresses. He didn't feel like arguing so he repeated everything she wanted him to say. When she was done she got up and went to the closet. She took a tape out of the video camera. He asked her what she was doing and she told him she had taped the whole encounter and now had some good entertainment when they had company.

He awoke on Sunday morning and as he was taking his shower he thought about how devious Margie was. He had to figure out some way to get even. He finished and dressed in a white dress with red flowers embroidered on it. When he looked in the mirror before going for breakfast he felt so pretty he did a twirl and watched the skirt flare out. He felt better and went for a good breakfast. After breakfast he was reading the Sunday comics when Margie finally got up. She looked at him and he gave her a glare back.

She ate a light breakfast and came in by him asking, "What are you so glum about?"

He said, "If you don't know, you must be awful dense. I thought I married a woman who cares about me but I found out last night it was all an act. You don't care about me or how much you can embarrass me."

She asked, "Is this about the video?"

He sharply replied, "What do you think?"

She said, "Well, let's watch it now and see how it turned out."

She put it in the VCR and pushed play. They watched it to the end. You could hardly hear his repeating what she had said. But the fact remained you knew what he was saying. He still had an angry look on his face. She ejected the tape and handed to him. She told him he could do what he wanted with it. He seemed a little better then. He still had the feeling he couldn't trust her.

He went outside and got two buckets of sand and took them down in the basement. He tried to hold them straight out from his body but couldn't. He lifted them flexing his arm as much as he could. Five minutes later he was sweating and didn't think he could lift them again. He went upstairs and wiped his brow.

Margie saw him and said, "Come on, we're going to the beach. I have the towels and our suits all set."

They arrived at the beach and he said he couldn't walk in the sand with his heels. Margie handed him a pair of red flats that were trimmed with a red string bow. She told him they were ballerina slipper style. She led him into a changing area. He was surprised when she handed him the swimsuit with the American flag motif. He put it on and knew he was going to be more noticeable than her in her plain black one-piece swimsuit.

They laid on a blanket for about two hours then Margie got him to go into the water. He could feel a lot of eyes on him as he frolicked in the water. After a half hour they returned to their blanket. Two different sets of young men came over to talk to them. Margie politely turned down their invitations to join them.

She said, "If you want we can join the next ones that ask. I'll let you have the best looking one."

He replied, "That's all right. I am happy just to be with you. We don't need anyone else."

After four hours they headed home. On the way Margie said, "We can't keep calling you Jerry. Jerry is a name for a real man. What would you like to be called?"

He couldn't think of any name other than his name to be called. Margie kept after him for fifteen minutes to choose a feminine name.

Finally she said, "If you aren't going to pick a new name for you I will! From now on your name is Brenda. You are now Brenda Ware. Now tell me what your name is!"

He said, "You said it is Brenda Ware."

She said, "Tell your name like you are just meeting me for the first time."

He sadly replied, "Hello, my name is Brenda Ware."

She felt a surge of warmth that she hadn't felt before. She liked having power over him. She didn't know why but she wanted to go further. But she didn't know where to go.

They got home and she told him to make supper. He made steaks on the grill and baked potatoes in the microwave. After they had eaten he ducked down into the basement and did some more lifts. He was surprised when at first the sand buckets didn't seem so heavy as he remembered them. He still could raise them straight out but he thought he got them higher. He lasted twenty minutes and when he went back upstairs he felt good about himself.

He was undressed and going in to take a bath when he looked in the mirror. He was shocked to see the outline of the bikini he had on. He had never thought about that. In a dejected mood he got into the shower. When he came out Margie was standing there smiling.

She declared, "You got the start of a real nice tan. Maybe you should visit one of those tanning places."

He angrily said, "Yes and it shows I was wearing a bikini, top and bottom."

She said, "If you are going to be like that I'll take you to a tanning spa and you won't leave until you are dark tan. Is that what you want?"

He told her no and went to get his nightclothes on. She came in the bedroom and told him that tomorrow he should wear the coral dress to work. She remembered that when he tried it on his breasts were really prominent due to the cut of it. The lace really stood out.

He got up the next morning and wondered why she wanted him to wear the coral dress. He didn't trust her when she told him to do something. It seemed she was always a step ahead of him. He would like to catch up and pass her just to see what she would do.

He got dressed in the coral dress and when he was brushing his hair he noticed how his breasts stuck out. He blushed realizing that must be why she had him wear that dress. He wore his black pumps with a three-inch heel.

They were eating breakfast when Margie looked him over. She frowned and he asked why she was frowning. She told him they had gotten a pair of coral shoes to go with that dress and he wasn't wearing them. She said he should check his shoes to color coordinate if possible. He told her he would go change his shoes.

When he looked in the closet he found the coral shoes. He put them on and right away knew this was the reason she wanted him to wear this dress. The shoes had a six-inch heel. It was difficult to walk in them but he managed. He got back to the dining area and she told him he looked a lot better.

He parked his car and just walking from the parking lot to the building made his legs ache. At the door a young man held the door for him and told him he looked very pretty. He gave the man a smile and proceeded to his office. As he passed Sally she told him to do a turn for her. He obliged her and continued on to his office. He got to work but his feet started to cramp so he slid the shoes off and worked in stocking foot.

When it was time to get his usual ten o'clock coffee he slipped the shoes back on and went to get his coffee. When he passed Sally she had a funny look on her face. He figured it was best not to say anything. Just before lunch Charlie came in his office. Charlie told him to stand up so he could see how he looked today. He slipped his shoes back on and stood then walked around his office a short distance.

Charlie told him to come with him as he was taking him for lunch. They were walking out when Charlie dropped back and watched Jerry's rear sway. The heels made him walk different and he couldn't help with the swaying.

At lunch Charlie told him he was the best looking woman there. He blushed and Charlie told him he blushed so pretty. He didn't know how to take it. He hoped Charlie was just kidding but he couldn't tell. They got back from lunch and when they got to the door of his office there was another surprise.

Charlie said, "Why didn't you tell me you changed your name. I like Brenda. It is a good name for you."

He looked and saw his nameplate now read Brenda Ware. He was aghast. This was going too far. Charlie walked away laughing. He saw Sally sitting there with a mile wide smile on her face.

He asked, "Did you have this done?"

Sally said, "I was told that was your new name so we have to let everyone know what your new name is."

He said, "Come into my office, now!"

They entered his office. Sally sat down opposite his desk. He started, "I want to know how you found out my wife is now calling me Brenda and I want the truth. If I don't believe you I will take disciplinary action."

Sally said, "Every since the first time I noticed you wearing female clothing I have been talking to your wife. Sometimes I call her but most times she calls me. Today she called and told me your new name was Brenda and suggested I call you Brenda. I told her I didn't know if I could do that and she suggested your nameplate get changed. I ordered the new nameplate. I'm sorry if it upset you that much. I thought it was kind of funny actually. I guess it depends on where you are standing if something is funny or not."

He said, "Well, in the future before you act on one of my wife suggestions I think you better check with me. I won't write you up this time but I will in the future if you don't do as I say. I am your boss not my wife. Do you understand?"

She said she did and he dismissed her. She got back to her desk and thought he had never talked to her like that before. She wondered if he would actually write her up then decided yes he would. She knew she would have to tell Margie that she couldn't be the server of her suggestions any longer.

He finished his day and headed home. His feet hurt and he was going to get those cursed shoes off as soon as he got home. When he got home he got the shoes off and put the red flats on. He had forty-five minutes before Margie got home so he headed down into the basement and surprised himself that he lifted the buckets of sand straight out. He couldn't hold them there but he did it. He did lifts and held the buckets and flexed his arms. He held them and bent his elbows. The buckets didn't seem heavy at all. He was there a half hour before he realized it. He went back upstairs very proud of himself.

Margie got home and when she saw his shoes she told him to get the coral ones back on. He went and put them on. She told him after he washed and dried the dishes she had some other things for him to do.

He said, "What do we have a dishwasher for? Why do I have to wash and dry them?"

She said, "You will wash and dry them and for questioning me you can wash and dry all the dishes that are in the dishwasher now also."

They ate in silence as he was brooding. They finished and he started the dishes. The dishwasher was almost full so there were a lot of dishes. He finally finished them. Then she told him to change the bed linens. He went and changed the linens.

She then told him to wipe and clean the kitchen counters. She was keeping him busy and on his feet. His legs were aching and all he wanted to do was sit down. When he finished that she told him to completely clean the refrigerator. That took him quite a while. He got several cramps in his legs and had to rub them out.

He finished the refrigerator and thought that was about all she could have him do but was surprised when she told him to do the hallway, both bedrooms and the den floors. He complied with her wishes and when he was done it was time to take his bath. She told him to shave his entire body again.

He was taking his bath and used one of her pink shavers to shave his body. He finished and put his pink baby doll set on. He was so tired he didn't wait for her to come to bed. He crawled into bed and immediately fell asleep.

She came in and saw him sleeping. She smiled to herself as she went to the closet and got out his outfit for tomorrow. He was going to wear the shocking pink dress with the scalloped edge on the skirt. The upper part had a mass of ruffles that were sheer. It was one of the most feminine outfits he had. She put his pink pumps with the five-inch heels on the floor by them. She didn't want him wearing low-heeled shoes.

The next morning he got up and after he returned form the bathroom he saw the dress lying there. He didn't want to wear that one but thought he better rather than face the wrath of Margie. He thought about how she was choosing all the outfits that go withheld highest heels he had. He was surprised when he looked at the clock and saw he was up an hour earlier than he usually got up.

He took advantage of the extra time to go down in the basement to work out. He lasted forty-five minutes. He was hungry when he got back upstairs. He made himself a big breakfast and was eating when Margie came into the room. He finished breakfast when she told him he could now wear the dangly earrings. She told him she would get him a pair.

She came back with a pair that tinkled when he turned his head. She then put on a matching bracelet that tinkled whenever he moved his arm. She then put an ankle bracelet that had a little jingle bell on it. Whenever he moved he made a noise. To him it sounded loud but she just stood there smiling.

When he arrived at work Sally told him he looked adorable. She told him to do his usual turn. He did and she told him he sounded like a one-man band. He blushed through his entire body. He breathed a sigh of relief when he got into his office and was seated. The jewelry seemed to get louder as time went on.

When he went to get his ten o'clock coffee it seemed everybody in the place was about and he was blushing from the time he left his office until he returned. He went to take the shoes off but they wouldn't unbuckle. He looked at them closer and saw that the clasp was in fact a little lock. He thought about taking a scissors and cutting the strap but then he thought about how mad Margie would be if he wrecked the shoes.

In the middle of the afternoon Charlie came into his office and told him he was doing a better job now than he did before. Charlie told him to keep up the good work. He told him he was up for promotion and if his work continued to be as good as it had been this last week it would be a cinch for him to be promoted. Charlie also told him that was the sexiest outfit he had worn so far.

He was glad when the day was over and he got home. It was Tuesday and Margie would be stopping at her exercise club and wouldn't be home until later. He went down and did some exercises. He was extremely happy about how they were working. He was confident that he could take her at arm wrestling.

He went up and ate a light supper. His jewelry kept jingling and tinkling but now it almost sounded musical to him. As he ate he thought about all that happened to him lately. He thought it wasn't too bad in a way. People looked at him differently now, that was for sure, but they treated him better. He thought about how the clothes felt and he liked the softness of them He wondered why they couldn't make clothes for men that were that soft and light. He knew there were times he felt sexy in a different way than he had when he was dressed as a man.

He finished eating and waited for Margie to get home. She came breezing in and he noticed her voice was almost musical to him. She gave him a big kiss and asked how his day went.

As she ate he said, "Well, first off these shoes don't come off. I hope you have a key for them."

She said she did and she was sorry, that she should have given him the key. She said she would get it later.

He said, "Charlie told me today I may be promoted. It seems the higher ups like my work. I was really surprised when he told me that. I didn't expect it at all."

She said, "Well, Brenda congratulations. Just being considered is something. I am proud of you."

They exchanged small talk, then Margie said, "Well, you know what night it is. Let's get it over with!"

He feigned ignorance and said, "What do you mean what night it is?"

She said, "Rule number eight- Arm wrestling night. Time to add two more weeks to your sissyhood."

He said, "It says there are two weeks added if I lose but nothing if I win. What do I get if I win?"

She said, "You are a sissy, you are not going to win but I feel generous so if lightning strikes and you win then we'll take two weeks off of your term of sissyhood."

He asked, "What about the double or nothing we had last time. Are we going to do that?"

She said, "You really think you have a chance to beat me! Remember last time I beat you and I took it easy. I don't think you are going to beat me so I'll be your maid totally for two weeks if you win two in a row. You know you aren't going to win!"

He said, "You never know. Stranger things have happened. You want to try for three?"

He was feeling pretty confidant now. She felt confident that she could beat him. She said they could do two and see from there.

They locked hands. They each managed to go back and forth many times. After three minutes they were still deadlocked but both were sweating. After four minutes they could feel the sweat on their hands and felt them starting to slip. In a last chance effort he pushed as hard as he could and won.

They sat there stunned. He was stunned that she had been so hard to beat and she was stunned that she had lost to him. She could feel her aching arm. She didn't think she could stand another contest. She knew she couldn't stand one as long as this one had lasted.

She said, "Do you want to wait until tomorrow night to do the second one?"

He sat quiet, thinking that he didn't want to do another one right now but he wanted to get it over with. He finally agreed to wait until tomorrow night for the rematch.

Margie then said, "Where did you suddenly get muscles?"

He said, "It isn't muscles, it all in the state of mind. I had my mind made up that I was gong to win and I believed in myself."

Margie said, "I worked out hard tonight and I wasn't at my best. Tomorrow night will be different. I guess you are on like a furlough from sissyhood so tomorrow you can wear whatever you want. You can wear your slacks and sport coat again."

He said, "I'll see how I feel when I wake up. I don't know what I will wear." He thought about what she had said. He knew she had just come home from exercising when she had beaten him so he wasn't worried that tomorrow night would be any different.

He was taking his evening bath and when he finished he powdered himself then thought about how he was doing that now unconsciously. He walked to the bedroom with a spring in his step. He put on his lavender nightgown and reveled in its silky feel. He felt like he was on top of the world.

The next morning he decided he would wear his red and gray dress. It wasn't to fancy but it showed at little style. He put on the black pumps wit ha three-inch heel. He didn't realize he was walking with more confidence and still had the sway in his rear.

When Margie saw him she said, "Good morning, Jerry. Why are you wearing a dress? I thought you would be in slacks and a sport coat."

He said, "No, with this make up on it doesn't make sense to me to try to explain to anyone why I am wearing male clothes and female make up."

She saw his logic and. didn't press the matter. She smiled when she saw he was wearing the crystal necklace and matching bracelet. She saw he was also wearing a golden chain ankle bracelet. She wondered why a man who couldn't wait to get back into male clothes didn't jump at the chance to wear them. Then she figured he had doubts he was going to win that night and didn't want to change for one day and have to change back.

He was humming to himself when he walked into work. Sally saw him and without her saying he did a turn for her to see how he looked.

Sally said, "You sure seem to be in a good mood today. What's the occasion?"

He said, "Nothing special it's just that things seem to have started to go my way for a change. It's too early to celebrate but I am confident that you will see a big change in the very near future."

He was in a great mood when his phone rang. It was Charlie asking him to come to his office. He headed to Charlie's office and when he was seated he noticed Charlie was looking very closely at him.

Charlie said, "I liked the other outfit on you better. This one doesn't show off your breasts as much. But that is not why I asked you here. You know Rick Clancy was regional sales director for this five state region and that he quit last month. Well, his office is right next door and is empty waiting for the next regional sales director. The office and job is yours if you want it. I would be very happy to have you as my neighbor here."

Jerry was surprised. He didn't expect a promotion this soon. He told Charlie he would take the job. Charlie told him he could start moving in immediately. Jerry asked if he could still have Sally as his secretary. Charlie said it would be no problem.

Jerry headed toward his office. He stopped by Sally's desk. Saying, "Sally you know secretaries get paid by who their boss is. I am just a salesman so you get a salesman's secretary's pay. I have arranged for you to be secretary to the new regional sales director if you want the job."

Sally said, "I would rather stay with you. I am used to you and I think we make a great team."

He then told her, "I agree we make a great team that's why I asked if you could still be my secretary as I am now the new regional sales director."

Sally was flabbergasted. She jumped up and grabbed him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She thanked him profusely. When he told her the promotion was immediate and they were moving today she told him she would get some boxes for both of them.

They spent the whole morning moving and it was noon before they realized it. He asked Sally to join him for lunch. She accepted. They went to a family restaurant a couple of blocks from work.

They were eating when Sally said, "I love my new desk. It is so much bigger than my other one was. I want to thank you for asking for me to be your secretary. I know you could have gotten someone else. You won't be sorry you are keeping me."

He said, "I know you can do the job or I wouldn't have asked for you. You correct my sometimes bad English and you have caught some mistakes that would have cost big money if they had gone through. This is just my way of thanking you."

They finished eating and chatting as two good friends. Jerry put a glum look on his face and said, "Something terrible has happened!"

Sally looking concerned asked what, and he said, "In all of the moving confusion I missed my ten o'clock coffee break."

They laughed together. Both of them knew that one would look out for the other. Then they returned to work and the rest of the day was spent getting everything in order. In the middle of the afternoon Sally told him she couldn't find the Jerry Ware nameplate for his office. He told her she could use the Brenda Ware nameplate. Then he surprised her. He told her that when she found the Jerry Ware nameplate, she shouldn't lose the other one.

By the end of the day he wasn't fully settled in but had a grip on things. It was Wednesday, hump day and now the week was over half over. He arrived home and got two steaks out for supper. When Margie got home he put on a long face. She asked if he wanted to wrestle now or wait until after supper. He knew she wanted to get it over with. He said to wait. They ate supper mostly in solitude, without their usual small talk. He figured she was just trying to psyche him out. He wasn't going to let it bother him. She figured he wasn't saying much because he knew she would beat him.

When they finished eating he said, "You want to do it now, then the loser can clean up."

She said, "Sure, I'm ready."

They got into position. They locked hands. It was almost like last night with first one then the other getting an advantage. Soon they were both sweating profusely. The match lasted over seven minutes. They were evenly matched but he finally managed to get her hand to touch the table. They sat for the longest time. Neither one spoke.

Finally Jerry said, "I love you, Margie."

She looked at him and said, "I love you, also"

Then he said, "I'll help you clean up this mess."

She couldn't believe her ears. He was being so gracious. Suddenly she got a sense of remorse and started crying. He came by her and took her hand and led her to the living room couch. He took her head and placed it on his shoulder.

Finally she stopped crying. She said, "You are being so good to me after the way I treated you .I don't know what to say. I know 'I'm sorry' isn't enough."

He said, "You are now the official sissy here. You have to go by rule number ten."

She said there is no rule number ten. He said, "Oh yes there is. I am adding it and it reads 'let bygones be bygones. Go forth with love for one another'. That's it."

She got tears in her eyes and took him and kissed him with all the love she possessed.

He said, "You know we have all those clothes and they are just going to go to waste if I don't wear them from time to time. How does that sound?"

She said, "It sounds wonderful to me."

He told her, "I lost my job as salesman for Mercer Industries today."

She started to cry and said, "I know it's all my fault for sending you to work in a dress."

He said, "No, it isn't your fault. It is because I have accepted the job of regional sales manager for Mercer Industries. I have been promoted."

She playfully hit him in he arm. She had known all along that she wasn't married to a sissy but now she knew she was married to a man she wanted to spend eternity with. He thought he was the luckiest guy on earth to have a wife like Margie.

 

© 2004 by Margaret Jeanette

  

  

  

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