Vanilla Wife

by Margaret Jeanette

 

Sandy Ferguson sat looking at her checkbook. She thought she had more money in her checking account than she did. She wondered why the balance was so low. She hadn't used her debit card and was trying to think if she forgot to mark a deposit down. She decided to check it at the on-line site of the bank where she was a loan officer.

She booted up the computer she shared with her husband Fred. She rarely used it except for occasional shopping to compare prices. She brought up the bank's site and soon was at her account. She scanned down the checking account and soon found that she had indeed missed marking a deposit down. She entered it in her checkbook and now it was where she thought it should be.

When she signed off the bank's site she noticed a little circle with a green image in it near the top of the screen. She wondered what it was, and clicked on it. Instantly on the left side of the screen a history box appeared. She clicked on last week and it expanded. She glanced at the entries that appeared. She saw one that said sissy and clicked on it. It expanded and she clicked on the first line. A screen appeared that was headed Sissy and Humiliation Board. Also a box appeared in he center of the screen that had a user ID that read sissylarry and a password of six dots. She clicked on the box and was taken to the board. She scanned down the list of entries and found one that was from sissylarry.

She clicked on the entry and read. It read- "In answer to your inquiry my wife is very vanilla. She would not do anything that might seem kinky. I love her but she only recognizes the missionary position when making love and that's as far as she would ever go."

She clicked the back button and scrolled down to the next entry from sissylarry. She opened it and it read- "I think it would be great if my wife would dominate me and humiliate me but she isn't into that. I like your idea of opening the subject to her but I know if I did she would just say she wouldn't talk about it. I can never see her forcing me to wear women's clothes or humiliating me."

She clicked the back button. She sat there thinking she didn't know the man she was married to, the man who called himself sissylarry. She clicked the next entry of his. It read, "When you ask the perfect fantasy I guess it would have to be that my wife take total control of everything and make me wear dresses 24/7. It would be great if she came up with things on her own and I didn't have to coach her. I know this will never happen but it is fun imagining it."

Sandy quickly printed out all of the entries she had read. She then looked at the history and punched the one that read forced. It took her to a forced feminization site. She read how to feminize a man and how to take control. This gave her ideas.

She punched Fictionmania and printed out a couple of stories that caught her eye. Then she visited Storysite and printed three more. She didn't think she could carry out her husband's fantasy but wanted to find out more about it.

She took all of her print outs to the bedroom and selected 'The Two of Us' by Vickie Tern to read as she took a bath. She couldn't believe what she was reading. How could her macho husband want something like this? By the time she had finished her bath she had doubts that her husband was the man he seemed to be.

She finished the story and put it down. She sat in he tub and wondered if she could do half of the stuff in the story. She didn't think she could. She just couldn't imagine her husband doing anything just as she said. She thought she would have to find out more before doing anything.

She was out of the bath and in her plain cotton nightgown and went in by her husband. He was watching some crime show on television.

During a commercial she asked, "Fred, what is a vanilla wife?"

Fred answered, "That is a wife who doesn't want or do anything outside of what is considered normal when it comes to sex. Why do you ask?"

She said, "Oh, I just came across the term and wondered what it was. Do you think I am a vanilla wife?"

He said, "Yes, you probably are but that is one thing I love about you."

She thought to herself, oh sure you say that but you don't mean it. The television show had come back on and she told him she was going to bed and read some. He grunted and she headed for the bedroom.

She read two more stories and when she was done she thought it was possible she could do what it said in the stories. She thought about things she could do to humiliate him. She doubted she could take complete control. She wondered if that was what Fred really wanted.

The next day at work when she was not busy she thought about how she could get Fred into his supposed fantasy. She laughed as she conjured up an image in her mind of him in a dress. She thought it might be fun to try it and see what happens.

At noon after she had lunch she stopped at an adult store. They had every kinds of bondage equipment you could imagine. She bought some handcuffs and what looked like a life sized double sided dildo. She blushed as she paid for her purchases. She put them in her car before going back in to work.

That night she read the rest of the stories she had printed out. She decided that she should give Fred his dream. She thought about all that she would have to get to carry it off. When he came to bed she told him she was going to do some shopping tomorrow after work and that he should get his own supper.

The next day after work she headed for the adult store once again. She looked at the high heels there. There was a sign that compared men's shoe size to women's. She was surprised, as she always thought the sizes were the same. She saw a pair of black heels with a six-inch heel that locked on the feet. She just about passed out when she saw the price. She decided to get them anyway. Then she spotted chastity belts. She picked one that looked like it would be just what she wanted. It had little needles inside to prevent erections.

She left the store and headed for a large department store. She was looking at dresses and couldn't decide if she wanted to go with the housewife look or the slutty look or even slightly slutty. Then she saw a dress that would just be perfect for him. He always likes to wear red and black. It was red and had black trim with lace edging. It was a mini dress that she classified as slightly slutty. She purchased several changes of underwear for him. It was all lace trimmed and very feminine. She looked at girdles for him, then remembered seeing corsets at the adult store. She picked up some jewelry that she was sure would stand out on him. She picked up two mini skirts that she knew would fit him and got two very sheer blouses to go with them. She got a black slip with lots of lace. The whole top portion was stretch lace.

She returned to the adult store and got a black corset that was loaded with steel stays. She was all smiles as she was heading for the check out with it. She saw a pair of white strappy sandals with a seven-inch heel that had an ankle lock. Without hesitation she got them. She wondered how he would walk in them but didn't care. It was his fantasy so let him deal with it.

She stopped at a store that sold mastectomy forms. She picked a set of DD's. She reasoned he wouldn't want small ones and the bras she had gotten him were DD's.

She had one more stop to make. It was at Sharon's Lingerie and Sleepwear Shop. There she got him the most feminine nightgowns and baby doll sets she could find. She reasoned if he wanted to dress as a woman he would want this type of clothes.

On the way home she thought, it's Thursday, she'll take control on Saturday. She wondered if she could make him wear women's clothes 24/7. She didn't know about his job. He was an assistant manager and bookkeeper at one of the leading bar and grills in town. They had entertainment at least four nights a week and really attracted crowds. She decided she would have to call his boss and ask.

When she got home it took her four trips to get everything into the spare bedroom. She saw Fred dozing in front of the television. She put all the things away and then woke him to go to bed.

The next morning she called his boss and told him she might be changing his style. His boss asked how and she told him she was seriously thinking about putting him in dresses. She was surprised when his boss said if she wanted him to get some overtime he could schedule him as a waitress when they had entertainment as they were always short of help. She said that was a good idea. His boss told her to stop and he would give her a uniform the girls wore when waitressing. He told her that all she had to do was bring him in and he would be put to work.

After work she stopped and picked up the uniform. There seemed so little there that she thought it wouldn't cover him. She took it and told his boss she was sure he would be seeing her husband sometime maybe sooner than later.

When she got home she added the things to her collection. She looked over everything and decided she had enough to get him started. She thought about starting it right then but decided to wait until morning.

As they were eating supper Sandy said, "I have lots of things to do this week-end. Do you have any special plans?"

Fred said, "Nothing special, just watch the football game on Sunday. It's a rivalry game and you never know who is going to win. I like the rivalry games as they are so much more exciting."

After supper Fred went to watch television as Sandy cleaned up. She thought as she was cleaning that this could be the last cleaning she would have to do. It made her happy just to think of it. She went and booted up the computer to check some things out.

She visited some femdom sites and got a couple of ideas. When she checked the sissy and humiliation board she saw sissylarry had posted something new. She read it and it read- "My wife doesn't have the imagination to try anything new. It's just as well because as strait-laced as she is she would get it wrong anyway."

She printed it out and thought how he would regret those words very soon. She brought up a search engine and typed humiliated husband and was surprised at how many sites there were. She checked out two of them. Only one had anything of interest to her. Part of it talked about financial dependence on a wife. She thought how she should have thought of that, with working in a bank and all.

She shut the computer down and went to take her bath. Before she got in she checked to see if she had enough hair remover. Then she checked her perfumed powder. She saw it was a bit low and decided not to use any so she would have enough for tomorrow.

She was just dozing off when Fred came in to bed. She took the lead and started snuggling with him. Soon they were making love. She thought about how that might be the last time for him for a long time. She smiled in the dark at the thought.

The next morning she was up as usual on a Saturday morning before Fred. She stuck the handcuffs in the pocket of her housecoat. She had breakfast and decided it was time for him to get up. She went and woke him up. He got out of bed grumbling. She told him to go and shave close and well.

He was shaving when it dawned on him what she had said. He wondered what she had in mind but passed it off as another one of her flaky ideas. She was probably going to push him to go shopping with her or something. He decided he wasn't going to go shopping with her. He finished shaving and when he entered the bedroom where Sandy was waiting for him.

She told him she wanted him to do something for her. She told him to face away from her and put his hands behind his back. He did it and she quickly had him handcuffed.

She said, "You missed a big part of your body shaving. Come into the bathroom and I'll help you finish getting rid of that hair."

She tugged on his arm and he easily went into the bathroom. When she started to cut his pajama top off he asked what was going on.

She had him naked in a minute and as she applied lotion all over his body she said, "I am going to make your fantasy come true!"

Fred said. "What fantasy? I don't know what you are talking about!"

She came back, "You will remember. I am sure of that!"

He wondered what she was talking about but all she said was, "Don't go anywhere. I'll be back in a little while to start the shower for you."

He stood there motionless wondering what was going on. She went and slowly sipped a cup of coffee and watched her watch tick off he minutes. Finally it was time for him to get into the shower. She pushed him into the shower and turned on the water. It was cold and she told him a cold shower would do him good. His eyes opened wide as he saw his body hair wash off of his body.

She reached in and turned the water off and he stepped out. She dried him and liberally powdered his body. She the put the chastity belt on him fastening it between his legs.

"Now, you'll have to sit to go to the bathroom and wipe yourself just like a real woman." She laughed as she said it.

He demanded, "What are you doing? Stop right now and get that thing off of me."

She said. "Well your vanilla wife has changed. You are going to find out I do have imagination and maybe I can get it right."

She saw him blush bright red. He knew then that she had seen his post on the board. He wondered what she had in mind. It wasn't long before she had him in the spare bedroom and was pulling the corset up his body. She laced it so tight he had trouble taking small breaths. She soon had black seamed nylons hooked to the garters and a pair of lacy black panties on him.

She glued the humongous breasts on his chest. He couldn't believe how heavy they were. She fastened the long line bra on him and dropped the slip over his head. It was tight on the upper part. She dropped the red and black dress over his head. The skirt came a third of the way to his knees. She was glad she had gotten the shorter skirted slip.

She had him raise his feet and she placed the shoes on his feet. He swayed and would have fallen if she hadn't caught him. She told him to take very short steps and when he did he managed to walk a bit. She told him to come and she would get him a cup of coffee.

She handed him a cup of coffee as he sat the table. She got one for herself and sat down saying, "That is the last cup of coffee I intend on getting for you. From now on you will be getting me coffee and taking care of me. You can wear your dresses everyday, as I know you don't like slacks or pants. You will always wear heels with your outfits. Doesn't that sound like fun?"

He asked, "Why are you doing this? You can't be serious, can you?"

She said, "I am dead serious. You see sissylarry I saw all of your posts on that board. There are so many things you didn't tell me you wanted. If you had I am sure things would be different. You lived a lie with me. Now, I am taking complete control of you and control of everything. Now, tell me, does your vanilla wife sound like she knows what she is doing?"

He answered, "You don't understand. Those posts were all in fun. I was leading those people on. I don't want this. Now, let me get this stuff off so we can have our regular week-end."

She said, "You don't understand do you? I am taking over. You are dressed like you are going to dress for the foreseeable future. You are going to change some things, like sign everything into my name and do exactly as I say. You say you were leading those people on but now you are going to live out that fantasy you posted. If I didn't figure on going all the way I wouldn't have spent all he money I did on what I got you so far. Do you understand?"

He said, "I understand, but I told you that those posts were all in fun. I don't want this!"

Sandy said, "Right now I don't care what you want. You will do as I say or what you have on will have to rot off of you before you get to wear anything else. Do you understand that I am dead serious?

"Yes, I guess so. You just don't understand. I'll go along with that you say."

She said, "Good. Now come on, we have places to go."

She handed him a black purse with a shoulder strap and told him to carry it between his arm and body. They got into the car and he was afraid the neighbors would see him. He dropped down in the seat. Sandy told him to sit up straight. He did and saw several neighbors wave but none of them took a double take.

The first stop was at the bank and she told him to switch over his account into just her name. The teller was smirking as she had him sign the forms. She asked him if he wanted his picture taken for an ID card so he could cash checks at the bank. He declined the offer.

The next stop was at a beauty parlor. Sandy told the girl she had given all the instructions she wanted done yesterday when she made the appointment. The girl went and got a sheet with a lot of writing. She handed it to Sandy and asked if this was all she wanted done. Sandy looked it over and told her, yes it was right.

The girl looked at it and told Fred to go sit in a chair. She then went to work shaving his head. She had told Sandy it would be about two and a half hours so Sandy said she was going to do some shopping. The girl had him shaved bald and started to pluck his eyebrows. He had tears in his eyes shortly after she started. When she was done he had a thin arched brow that looked as feminine as they come. The girl continued working on him.

Almost two and a half hours later she was gluing a chestnut curly wig on him. His face was completely made up and he was wearing deep red ultra long fingernails. His lips matched his nails. As she was piercing his ears each in three places Sandy came in. The girl saw her and told her it would be five minutes yet for the glue to set. The girl turned the chair toward the mirror and Fred saw himself for the first time.

He couldn't believe it was him. The face looking at him in he mirror was heavily made up and looked almost like a streetwalker. He wondered how he had gotten to look like this. He wondered how he could get out of this mess.

He was returned to reality when he heard Sandy calling him, telling him it was time to get going. The girl told him he was done and that she would see him next Saturday morning. When he asked about that she said she saw in the appointment book that he had a standing appointment for Saturday mornings.

When they left the beauty parlor he wondered what next was going to happen. He didn't have to wait long as Sandy pulled into the mall and parked the car. He walked with short mincing steps as she led him into the mall. They stopped at the second store in the mall. It was a dress store and when they left he had two more mini skirted outfits. Sandy then headed for the furtherest store in the mall. By the time they got there all he wanted to do was sit down and get the weight off his legs.

He thought Sandy was taking a round about route to wherever she was going. She stopped by the lingerie and told him he needed to pick out some more panties, at least six pair. She told him she expected him to pick the sexiest ones he could find. He surprised her by picking six pair with ruffles and lace. She was happy with his selections.

She then took him to where the sleepwear was and told him to pick sexy sleepwear. He picked a black nightgown that was rather plain. She told him if that were the best he could do she would see that he had a man to sleep with who didn't care what he wore. He quickly put it back and picked fancier ones.

They were headed back the way they came when Sandy stopped at a kiosk selling earrings. She selected some dangly ones for him. When she held up one pair that had four little bells that tingled when she shook them he shuddered. She took them along with the others.

By the time they got back to the car he thought his legs would collapse. Sandy laughed at his discomfort. As they were heading home She told him to pick a feminine name as he couldn't be called Fred looking like he looked. He couldn't think of any so she told him his new name was Alicia, as in Alicia the airhead. She said she could then call him Allie for short.

He finally had taken as much as he could. He said, "This is ridiculous. When we get home I want you to help me get this stuff off. You can't be serious with this!"

She pulled over to the curb. She told him to check the back tire as it felt funny. He got out and he heard the doors lock on the car. The window opened about two inches. He stuck his head by the opening and asked what was going on.

Sandy said, "Well, Alicia it is like this. You don't seem to get that I am in charge now so I am going to let you walk the rest of the way home. It is only about four miles and you can think about how I am in charge and decide to do as I say. When you get home ring the bell. I'll come eventually and then you can let me know if you are going to do as I say or else."

He asked, "Or else what?"

She said, "Well you are completely dressed so you will do as I say or else you can find somewhere to stay. Remember you don't have any money or identification so you'll have to find some place that doesn't care about who is staying there. You can always find some man who I am sure can think of how you can pay him for helping you."

She was laughing as she pulled away. She was home two hours and he hadn't arrived yet. She wondered where he was. She didn't know he had tried to take the shoes off and found they were locked on his feet or that he had stopped at a bus stop bench and rested for almost a half hour, getting up as he saw the bus coming.

He finally arrived at home and rang the bell. Sandy waited ten minutes before opening the door. She opened it with the chain lock in place. She asked him hat he had to say.

He said, "I'll do whatever you say. Please can I come in?"

She undid the chain and let him in. She told him to get her a glass of milk. He brought it and she told him to go stand in the corner and think about how he was going to do what she wanted. He did as she said.

He heard the doorbell ring and recognized her sister's voice. He was embarrassed to be seen like this. Sandy told him to come to the center of the room and do a turn around so her sister could see him. He did as she said, his face a red as his dress. She told him he could go back to his corner.

The doorbell rang again and he heard a masculine voice. Then he recognized it as his only brother. He heard Sandy telling him that she was giving him his fantasy and taking complete control. Sandy told his brother that the person in the corner was his brother. He heard his brother laughing. He was totally humiliated.

Sandy told them all to come to the dining area. She told Alicia to come also. She produced some papers and told Alicia to sign them as Fred. He signed them. Then she had her sister and his brother witness the papers. His brother signed them and asked what they were. Alicia was shocked to hear one was power of attorney over him for Sandy and another was medical power of attorney for medical decisions.

Sandy said, "I have no doubt that he will want to be rid of those breast forms some day and now I can sign for him to get implants. Hell, I can sign for him to get a sex change if I want to."

She turned toward his brother and asked, "I know you don't have any sisters. How would you like to have one? I can see that your wish comes true. Alicia get your brother a beer and get my sister a glass of milk. You know she likes her milk."

Alicia got the drinks then sat down on a chair. Sandy immediately told him to get up, as it wasn't polite to sit when company was standing. He stood up and wondered what he could do to stop the ache in his legs. He was walking steadier in the heels but all he wanted was to sit down and get his weight off his feet.

The two visitors left, and it was almost five in the afternoon. Sandy told him to come to his bedroom, and when he went to their room she chastised him that his room was now the old spare bedroom. He went to his room and she told him he had to get the dress off. He got it off and she handed him a short black mini skirt and told him to put it on. She handed him the short sheer white top and told him to put it on. She could see the slip had to come off so she told him to get the two items off and take his slip off. He did and when he had the skirt and top on the black corset showed. She decided that was all right as the corset was shiny and made him look like a hooker.

She told him that he didn't have to make supper as they were going out to eat. He just about passed out when she pulled into the bar and grill where he worked. He didn't want to get out of the car but when she said he was going to walk home if he didn't get out and go in and get something to eat he got out slowly. She told him he needed his strength because he had a full night ahead of him. He wondered what she was talking about but didn't dwell on it.

They went in and were seated. Sandy ordered a steak for herself and a salad for Alicia. She told Alicia that she had to watch her figure. The food arrived and they ate in silence. Alicia was done with her food before Sandy had finished half of hers. When Sandy finished she asked the waiter if Harold was around. The waiter said he was and Sandy asked if he would get him for her.

Harold came by their table and Sandy asked him if they needed help tonight and Harold said they always needed help when there was going to be entertainment. She said that Fred was ready to go to work. She told Harold that his new name was Alicia the airhead. They both laughed at that. She told Alicia to stand and pulled a little apron out of her handbag and tied it around his waist.

Harold told him to go stand by the end of the bar and he would be right with him. After he left Harold told Sandy he didn't think she would do it. She told him she did it and she was glad. She asked what time he would be done and Harold told her probably about three in the morning.

They walked over to where he was standing and Sandy told him she would try to pick him up but if she wasn't there to walk home. He looked at her horrified. She smiled at him and walked away.

Harold gave him a tray with a pad and pen for drink orders and showed him his assigned area to serve. He sat on one of the chairs thankful to be off his feet. It was to be a short lived rest as early arrivals started to come. He started taking orders and walking to the bar to get them filled. When the entertainment started at nine his section was filled and he was going steady with drinks. This kept up at a steady pace until well after midnight. Just before midnight he didn't have room in he pocket of his apron for tips. The bartender told him they had boxes behind the bar for tips for all the waitresses. The bartender asked him what his name was and he told him it was Allie. He watched as the bartender wrote his name on a box then he emptied his pocket into it. He was dead tired at one o'clock but kept going. He had been pinched in the rear so many times he no longer felt it. His legs felt like they were on fire and his rear had to be a mass of bruises. One table that had six people at it seemed to be downing the drinks at a fast rate. One of the men at that table grabbed him by the arm. He told the man to let go or he would not serve them anymore. The man let him go then called him back. The man handed him a fifty-dollar bill as way of apology. The table ordered again and an elderly man paid him for the drinks with a hundred dollar bill and told him to keep the change. The drink bill was forty-seven dollars so he got a fifty-three dollar tip. This made him really want to get into it so he provided the best service he could.

One man sat alone at a table and only ordered maybe three drinks all night. The man motioned for him to come over. He went and the man asked him his name. He told the man it was Alicia. The man asked if he had a husband or steady boyfriend. Alicia didn't lie when he said no he didn't. The man ordered another drink and when it was served the man offered to take him home after work. Alicia told him that arrangements had already been made for a ride home. He thanked the man for the offer. The entertainment ended at one thirty but a lot of the people stuck around. Finally at two an announcement was made that the bar was closed. The man who sat alone motioned for Alicia to come by him. He told Alicia that he came there often and if Alicia saved him a seat he would see that she was well taken care of. He told her he would pay for even the nights he wasn't there to use the seat. For some unknown reason Alicia agreed to save him a seat.

The people had cleared out by two twenty and the empty and half empty glasses had to be taken to the bar. Alicia got her area cleaned by ten to three. At the table the single man had been sitting he found a hundred dollar bill lying. When he told the bartender about the single man the bartender told him word was the man was a Mafia don but no one knew for sure. The bar tender said no one but a crook could wear the expensive suits the man wore.

At three he walked out of the building looking for Sandy and the car. He didn't see it. He groaned and started walking. He was at the entrance to the parking lot when she pulled in. He was never so glad to see her in his life. He got into the car and felt like the world had finally answered his prayers. He was sitting down.

It was a very quiet ride home. Sandy was half asleep and he didn't feel like talking. They were home and Sandy headed for the bedroom. When he walked in she told him his room was next door, that the other side of her bed was reserved for a real man.

He went to the other bedroom and saw a nightgown lying on the bed. He got his skirt and blouse off and remembered his shoes were locked on. He went back by Sandy and asked her to unlock them.

Sandy in an angry voice said, "You woke me up for that. You can keep them on then you won't have to put them on tomorrow. And for not addressing me correctly you can wear them tomorrow night. You will address me as mistress or ma'am. Now get to bed so you get some sleep. You have a busy day tomorrow."

He returned to his bedroom wondering what she had in mind. This wasn't at all like he had imagined it. He finally got into bed and fell asleep almost immediately.

The next morning Sandy woke him up, telling him to get up and get dressed. He saw her in her bra and panties. He started to get hard at the sight of her. She saw his face as the pain from the chastity belt's needles poked his penis. She smiled and he sat on the edge of the bed grimacing in pain.

He dressed in a sheer white blouse and red mini skirt. Sandy told him he looked cute. She told him what she wanted for a late breakfast. He made breakfast for both of them and they sat and ate.

Sandy asked, "Well how did it go last night? Did you enjoy it?"

He replied, "I didn't enjoy it. Well in a way there was some good things about it but it wasn't a fun night. I didn't goof up any drink orders and my rear must be a mass of bruises from men pinching me all night. I got a few good-sized tips. My legs were killing me all night and I didn't get a chance to sit down."

She asked, "How much did you make in tips?"

He told her he didn't know, that they were still in his purse. She told him to go get it and count it up. He got his purse and when he had counted it, it came to three hundred seventy dollars. He was amazed at how much he had made in tips.

They finished breakfast and Sandy went to read the Sunday paper. He cleaned up the mess from breakfast, then went in by her.

He said, "I'll admit that some of this was my fantasy but not all of it. If you love me you will end it right now. I have been totally humiliated in front of your sister and my brother and of course my boss. This isn't anything like I thought it would be. Can we get back to where we were?"

Sandy thought for a couple of minutes then said, "Your fantasy was for me to totally dominate you. I think I did a pretty good job of it for a vanilla wife. I like the feeling of being in charge. It makes me feel all warm inside and every time I look at you I get a hot flash from the power I know I have over you now. If I let you change back now you would be the one in charge of making the decisions. You gave me the power to decide and I am not ready to give that up so you will continue to stay like you are now. I'll overlook that you didn't address me properly this time but it is the last time. Do you understand?"

He answered, "Yes, I understand."

She said, "You understand what?"

He said, "I understand mistress."

She smiled and told him to go start the laundry. He dejectedly got up and did as she said. He returned after putting the first load in and Sandy told him to get his tip money and bring it to her. She took it and was putting it in her purse.

He asked, "Don't I get it? I earned it."

She said, "I am in total control and that includes any money you earn. I may give you a weekly allowance after you have given me enough to cover all that I have spent on your new outfits and everything. I guess maybe you do deserve something. Here's five dollars for you. Don't spent it all in one place."

He was totally dejected at this turn of events. He realized he had no say whatsoever in anything. He went to finish the laundry. He sat on the little stool in the laundry room. He had to take some time to think. He thought about how this humiliation was not at all like he thought it would be. He wondered how long his wife would keep it up. He just didn't know what to do about it.

He finished the laundry and got it put away. Sandy told him to get his purse as they were going to do some running. The first place she stopped was a tattoo parlor. She told the operator she wanted a ring of rosebuds around his right ankle. When he asked if they couldn't forget the tattoo she asked him if he would rather have sissy tattooed on his forehead instead. She told him to pick one or the other. He picked the ankle one.

As the artist was doing the tattoo Sandy talked about maybe he should get a bigger red rose on his shoulder, as that would be so feminine. When she asked if they ever tattooed make up on he artist told her they did that a lot. By the time it was done she decided the bigger rose would have to wait. She then took him to a leading department store where she bought him a ladies watch and a pink wallet with a white rose on it. When they were out of the store she handed him the wallet and had him transfer the stuff from his old wallet to the new one. She told him the least he could do is thank her for getting him the new wallet.

He said, "Mistress, thank you for the new wallet. It is so feminine and I like it a lot."

She knew it was humiliating for him to say that and she just smiled. She then led him to a swimsuit store where she bought him a red, white and blue bikini. He was blushing as red as the bikini when she held it up to make sure it would fit.

They left and he thought there couldn't be anywhere else to go but home. She surprised him by stopping at a doctor's office. They were waiting to see the doctor when she told him he was to ask for female hormones. When she saw the look of shock on his face she reminded him she had a medical power of attorney and would use it. She said it would be better if he accepted it and asked himself. She told him if he did she might share her bed with him that night.

When they left he had a prescription for the latest and most powerful estrogen program out. The doctor had given him a shot to jumpstart the process. As he was riding in he car he looked at his painted nails. He thought they are kind of pretty. Then he wondered why he thought that. He wondered if that was because of the shot he had just gotten.

When they got home Sandy told him to take a nap so he wouldn't be so tired at work that night. He didn't know he was going to work that night. He didn't think he was that tired but was soon sleeping. When he awoke he almost broke an ankle because he forgot he still had he heels on. He headed for the bathroom and cursed that he now had to wipe himself every time he went. The fact that he had to sit didn't bother him.

He looked at himself I the full-length mirror and couldn't help but be amazed at how he looked. He looked so feminine that he started getting hard only to be racked in pain as his chastity belt did its thing.

That night when he arrived for work Harold met him. Harold told him he was the top seller last night and that the top seller always got a bonus. He was told it would be on his next paycheck. For some reason this news lifted him up. He felt good about it.

All night he served the customers even joining in on some of the festivities. His single patron at the little table was there and he thought a couple of times the man wanted to talk but was holding back. At the end of the night he was surprised that his legs weren't hurting as much as they did last night. By two A.M. he was done as was planned. He walked out and Sandy was waiting for him.

She was more awake than last night and asked him how it went. He told her it went better than last night and that it was getting easier. She smiled at that and he wondered why. When they got home he was surprised when she unlocked his heels. He had thought she would leave them on like she said.

He asked, "Mistress, you said you were going to leave them on. What changed your mind?"

She replied, "I got to thinking that it really wasn't fair because I hadn't told you how I wanted to be addressed. You have been pretty good in your behavior in all of this so I want to show you that I can be fair. Now, tonight I want you in my bed. It's time for a little lovemaking. Go to your room and get your sexiest bedclothes on and come to my room."

He hurried to his room and selected the lacy pink baby doll that had knee length panties with four rows of lace-trimmed ruffles. He couldn't wait for her to get the chastity belt off.

He went to her room and slid into bed next to her. She took his face in her hands and started kissing him. He started to get hard, then the pain hit from the chastity belt. He quickly deflated. She guided his hand to her crotch and he felt a bulge there. He knew he was feeling a dildo.

She had him get on all fours on he bed then lubricated him generously with the creamy lotion. Then she started pushing the dildo in very slowly. It hurt at first but when she had it fully in he started enjoying the feeling. He started pushing back as she came forward. She slowed up to almost not moving.

She said, "You like this don't you?"

He answered with a drawn out yes. She said, "Tell me you are happy with what I did to you!"

He told her he was happy with what she did. She continued, "Tell me how long you want me to continue with your feminization."

He said slowly, "As long as you wish, mistress."

She said, "How long do you want to continue?"

He said, "I told you!"

She asked again, "Give me how long?"

He said, "Forever!"

She speeded up a bit and he found himself in a deep orgasm. It was so deep he could not remember one like it before. She had three orgasms while she rode him. She pulled out and had him kiss the dildo that had made him so happy.

She allowed him to sleep in her bed that night. He felt like he was being rewarded and was happy for the first time since this all started.

The next morning he put on a white blouse and black mini skirt. He saw Sandy putting on lipstick and asked her why his didn't wear off. She told him that she had them put long lasting make up on him.

He had to go to work. After breakfast he went to drive to work. It was something he didn't expect. Driving with the heels on wasn't something he had done before. He arrived at work the same time as Harold. Harold held the door open for him and he told him thank you.

He went to his desk and started working. Harold came in and told him he looked very pretty. He thanked him for the compliment. Harold asked him how it all started. He explained what had happened. Harold sympathized with him and told him to do his best. Then Harold told him his take Sunday was highest and said he couldn't remember when the same person had had the highest sales two nights in a row. Harold told him to keep up the great work.

After Harold left he was feeling pretty good about himself. He usually didn't eat lunch but decided to go for a hamburger at noon. He went to a fast food place and ordered a cheeseburger meal deal. That shot almost he whole five dollars he had but it was a feast to him.

In the afternoon Harold came in and asked him if he wanted to be scheduled any time they had entertainment. He told him he did. Harold said he was glad to have someone who took such good care of the customers.

When he got home he started supper. When Sandy walked in she saw he was smiling and happy. She told him supper smelled good and he told her it would be ready in fifteen minutes. She went to change.

After supper was done and the dishes taken care of Sandy took him to the computer and told him to go to the message board and tell them how he was doing. She told him not to post it until she read it. He went right to work on it.

He wrote-"My vanilla wife turned out not to be as vanilla as I thought. She feminized me and I am working as a bar girl serving drinks to customers. She has me in ultra high heels and mini skirts. At first I hated it and it was very humiliating but now I don't mind. People are treating me very nice and the outfit I have to wear as a server is sort of slutty. It sure makes for big tips. My mistress has taken control of everything including the money, This bothered me but now I don't have to worry about any bills to pay or who gets how much. All I have to decide is what color outfit I am going to wear when I am not working as a server. I was very humiliated at first but now it seems it wasn't so bad. It was nothing like I thought it would be but now I am glad my wife took control."

He called Sandy in and when she read it she asked if he really meant what he had written. He told her he did. She didn't know what to make of it. She had to think of some other way to humiliate him. She thought for a long time. Nothing came to her.

The next day he was at work and when he had entered all the numbers he called Harold in. He showed him the numbers that showed they were on track for a new record month. With four days and two of them entertainment nights it looked like they would make it. Harold was ecstatic at the prospect of a record. The previous record was six years old and when they had two events that featured top recording artists appearing.

When Alicia was home and making supper he was deep in thought. He thought how Sandy hadn't humiliated him in a while. He wondered if she was getting tired of the whole thing. In a perverse way he didn't want it to end. He didn't know why but he was starting to really enjoy it. He decided to shock her.

When Sandy walked in he took a hold of her by the shoulders and gave her a big kiss. She didn't know what to do. He hadn't kissed her like that for so long that she couldn't remember when the last time was. She went to change and as she was changing she wondered what had come over him. She thought about stopping it right now and reverting back to where they were but she didn't want to be the first to give in. She knew things would never be the way they were before.

That night he had to work. He had his usual section and was surprised to hear when the bartender told him people were requesting his section. The bartender said once before they had a girl working who had a fan club like his. The older man was there at his table. Halfway through the night the older man asked him if they could talk. Alicia told him that there were customers to take care of but if he waited until the last bar call was over then he would be glad to talk to him.

After the last call was served Alicia went and sat down by the man. The man looked at hi for a few minutes without saying anything.

Then the man spoke saying, "I want you to know something. I had a daughter named Nancy who I loved very much. She got sick and died. You remind me of her. I used to kid her about her clothes, asking if they forgot to sew the rest of her skirt on or if they had the other half of her blouse. She wore make up just like you are wearing and I would ask if she bought a gallon of it. You move like she did and your laugh reminds me of her. I just wanted to let you know that."

Alicia said, "I'm glad that I remind you of her. It is always good to remember those we loved who are no longer with us. You have made my whole evening. I thank you."

He saw the man had tears in his eyes. He took an envelope out of his jacket pocket and held it toward Alicia. He said, "This is some jewelry that I always liked to see on Nancy. Would you do me a favor and wear it the next time for me."

Alicia told him he would be proud to wear it. The old man still had tears in his eyes as Alicia asked him his name. The man said his name was Barry Oldham. Alicia gave him a light kiss on the cheek.

Alicia was clearing the drink glasses when she noticed the old man slowly walking out. She felt sorry for him but felt good that she could do something for him. He was singing as Sandy picked him up that night. He was looking forward to tomorrow night when he would wear the jewelry for Barry Oldham, a friend.

The next day seemed to drag as he was looking forward to going to work that night. When Harold brought his check in Harold told him not to spend it all in one place. When he looked at it he couldn't believe it. There was four hundred dollars in he bonus column. He couldn't believe he was making that kind of money serving drinks. He was very happy.

When Sandy came home he handed her the check. She looked at it and her eyes popped. She didn't figure on a check that big. When she saw the bonus she asked about it. He told her the leading seller every night got a bonus based on a percentage of what they served. He said he was the top seller just about every night he worked.

After supper he couldn't wait to get ready for work. When he was all dressed he opened the envelope. He stared in amazement. There was a necklace with a nice size gold nugget hanging from the chain. Also there was a pair of earrings that had matched gold nuggets hanging on little chains. He thought they were beautiful.

When he went to tell Sandy good by she saw the jewelry and asked him about it. He explained how he was wearing it to please an old guy who was a regular at the club. When she asked if he had a name he told her. He left and was singing as he went out the door.

That night he was in his glory. He had a drinking crowd and was busy. He saw the old guy at his table and gave him a big smile. The guy smiled back at him. When the last call came he went and asked the old guy if he wanted the jewelry back right them. The old guy told him it was a present to him and that he could keep them. He told Barry that it had to have sentimental value to him.

Barry said, "You have brought back so many good memories for me that I want you to have them. They were my Nancy's favorite and now I hope they will be your favorite. You are like a second Nancy to me."

Alicia got tears in her eyes as she thanked him. When he went home that night he felt like he was the luckiest person in the world. He carefully put the jewelry away. He slept the best he had slept in a long time.

The next day at work he was thinking of all that had happened to him. He decided it wasn't too bad after all. His pay was higher than he ever expected and he didn't know why but he had a sense of inner peace. The hormones were softening his face and rounding his figure and he liked the effect. He wondered what Sandy would do if he told her how he felt.

That night Barry wasn't at this usual table. Alicia missed him. He never ordered a lot but his presence meant something to Alicia. She had an excellent night with it being an off night as the entertainment wasn't a big draw. Sandy no longer picked her up as she drove herself to and from work.

The next evening he was off so when he finished the supper clean up he read the paper. He was shocked to see an obituary for Barry Oldham. He read it and the age was right. He was surprised to see that he had a doctorate in police science and was a leading educator in his day. The obit said he died as the result of an accident. It listed one sister as the only survivor and said his wife and a daughter, Nancy, preceded him in death. He made note that the wake was tomorrow night and decided he had to go.

The next night he didn't have to work and when he was getting ready to go to the wake he decided to wear the jewelry he had gotten from Barry kind of a tribute to him. He told Sandy he had to do some running and was gone before she could ask where he was going.

He arrived at the funeral home and was surprised at all the people there. He didn't see anyone who he knew and wondered if it wouldn't be better just to leave as he stood in line to view the casket. He decided that the least he could do is pay his respects to him. He was viewing the body and saying a short prayer for Barry when an elderly lady approached him.

She said, "Hello, I am Martha, Barry's sister. I think you must be the new Nancy he talked about. Are you or am I making a mistake?"

He replied, "I guess I am."

Martha said, "I recognized the necklace and earrings. You know you brought a new light into his world. After his wife died he lost all will to do anything. He and I had long talks everyday. He started to look forward to seeing you. He told me you brought back so many good memories."

Alicia said, "I am glad I could do something for him. He seemed so nice and was so kind to me. It meant a lot to me. How did he die?"

Martha said, "He had gone to his lawyer to change his will. He was leaving and between two parked cars. A speeder being chased by the police hit one car driving it into the other. He was between them and received internal injuries and died on he way to the hospital. When his wife died of a lingering illness he always said he wanted to go fast. Well he got his wish."

Alicia said, "I'm sorry to hear that. He should have lived a lot longer. I was just getting to know him better. If you want I can give you the necklace and earrings back. I tried to give them to him but he wouldn't take them."

Martha said, "No, you keep them. I know he would have wanted you to have them. Just think of him when you wear them."

Alicia said, "I wore them tonight as sort of a tribute to him."

Martha said, "That is so sweet. I can see why he liked you so much."

As he was driving home he felt good that he had gone to pay his respects. He thought about how Barry was such an unimposing person but such a caring person. He knew every time he wore the jewelry he would think of him.

Two days later he was working, entering the receipts from the previous day. In the middle of the morning Harold told him he had a phone call. He took it and it was from Barry Oldham's attorney. The attorney told him he was mentioned in Barry's will and he wanted to talk to him as soon a possible. They agreed to meet at the attorney's office at three o'clock. When he told Harold he had to leave early Harold told him good luck, as attorneys always get something from you.

That afternoon he was in the attorney's office. The attorney told him Barry had left all photos and the family crest hanging on the wall in the living room to his sister. The attorney told him he understood his sister was pretty well off. He told him that Barry had left everything else to him. He said Barry had helped three people through college and had it set up that he or his successors get three per cent of their earnings after graduation. He said that accounted for forty three thousand dollars last year. Barry knew whom to back and was considered a great judge of character. He told him he expected the inheritance to exceed three quarters of a million dollars.

Alicia told him about Sandy's two powers of attorneys and the attorney told him he would have his secretary give him letters canceling those. Then he surprised himself as he asked if he could change his name to Alicia. The attorney told him it would be no problem. The attorney called his secretary and talked to her for a couple of minutes. Then he returned his attention back to Alicia and told him that he had a letter for him from Barry. He handed him the letter.

Alicia opened it and it read, "My Dear, I just want you to know that you have given me the chance to relive some beautiful moments. Your laugh and your manners reminded me so much of my Nancy. She died still looking for herself and I hope you can find yourself. You make me feel young again. I can't think of anyone I want to give my things to so I picked you. I feel you will do right by this. You reminded me so much of my dear daughter that I think you can carry on what she was looking for. May God bless you! Barry Oldham."

Alicia had tears in her eyes by the time she finished reading it. She didn't think she had done that much for him. The attorney told him that he must have hit the chords of Barry's heart like no one else had. The attorney's secretary brought three papers in for him to sign and she witnessed him signing them. She told him she would have to make a copy of them and put it in his file.

The attorney handed him some keys telling him that the transfer of the deed would be taken care of. There were about six keys on he ring. The attorney gave him a piece of paper with the address of the house on it. Alicia recognized the street. It was five thirty when he left the attorney's office. The secretary handed him an envelope with some papers in it.

He left the office and decided to see what the house looked like. He found it well set back from the street. It was a huge house. He parked in front and decided to go inside. Once inside he was amazed at the size of the rooms. He wandered around the house and was constantly amazed at what he was seeing. It was a fabulous house with a whirlpool room and a small gym to workout in. When he went into the library he thought Barry must have bought every book he saw. There were shelves from floor to the high ceiling full of books. There was an enormous desk in the center of the room.

After he had made a pretty good tour of the house he thought that their house would fit in the kitchen and living room of this house. He looked at the biggest grandfather clock he had ever seen and saw it was after seven. He decided to head home.

Then he got an idea. He went to the garage. He saw a Cadillac and a Lincoln Town Car there. He looked at the keys he had been given and saw what looked like car keys on the ring. He got into the Lincoln and found keys in the ignition. He hit the garage door opener and started the car. He headed home.

On the way home he knew Sandy would be wild that he was so late. He knew she was used to him having supper for her. He smiled as he thought how she would be screaming at him. He wondered how she would take losing her powers of attorney over him. He had the envelope in his purse.

He walked in and as he thought Sandy started in saying madly, "Where the hell have you been? You were supposed to be home hours ago. I had to make my own supper. I guess I have been too easy on you!"

He said, "I was busy. Look in the driveway and see my new car."

She looked and when she saw the Lincoln she wanted to know how he could get a car like that when he didn't have any money.

He said, "If you want to see where I got it I'll take you for a ride. Then you can see what else I got today among other things. I believe I am moving out. I'll show you where I am going and you can decide if you want to live with me or stay here. I think you might like the second bedroom. If I remember right it is powder blue and I know you like that color."

Sandy decided to see what he was talking about. He drove her to the house. When he pulled in she thought he was joking with her but when she saw the garage door open she knew something had happened.

He gave her a tour of the house and she was impressed with everything she saw. He told her one of his special customers had left it to him. He showed her the room he had told her she could have. It was larger than the room she had now.

They completed the tour and she said, "You are forgetting one thing. I have the power of attorney on you. This will all be mine, not yours. So, I guess you will be getting the room you said could be mine. I'll take the master one with the attached bath. I'll take everything."

He asked her, "You mean you won't let me have any of this? You would actually take it all?"

She said, "You wanted to be dominated, you got it. I didn't think there was any way to get more out of you but I was wrong. A house this size needs a maid and maybe I'll let you be the maid. How's that for getting humiliated?"

He said, "I want you to end the deal right now. I have had enough of your domination."

She said, "I told you once before, if you call an end to it I will not be in control, and I am not ready to give up that control."

He asked, "Do you see me as your husband or a slave to you?"

She laughed and said, "You haven't been my husband since this all started. I never thought of you as a slave but I guess you are. I don't think I can ever take you back as my husband, the way it was. You thought you had a vanilla wife and I have shown you that I will not be a vanilla wife. I can never return to where things were. You are going to have to be content with serving me as I desire."

He said, "That's too bad. I thought you would like that blue room but I guess you will never get to live here. You said you couldn't see me as your husband anymore so I guess that means divorce. I have a great attorney who thinks he can get it so you get nothing of this or of anything else that goes with it."

She laughed and said; "You forget I have power of attorney over you."

He reached into his purse and looked at the documents he had. He picked the revocation of her power of attorney and handed it to her. She read it and turned red in the face. He knew she was very angry.

He said, "Tomorrow I will start divorce proceedings and if you cooperate I'll let you have the house and everything in it except for my clothes. If you fight it I'll go for everything I can get. If you agree to the divorce I'll see that you get one hundred thousand dollars besides the house."

She thought for a couple of minutes then said, "I think you got a deal. I am sorry it didn't work out. I just can't see you as a husband anymore."

They returned to their house. He asked her for the keys to everything that locked on him. He told her he was staying there for the night. He went to get undressed for a bath. She had to help him get out of the corset. When she was gone he unlocked the chastity belt and took it off. He looked at his small penis and knew it couldn't get hard anymore. He knew the hormones had made it useless, but he didn't care.

He luxuriated in the tub. He took a long bath enjoying the feeling of freedom he had. After the bath he put a long flowing nightgown on and went in to Sandy.

He said, "I want to say something to you. I don't hate you but my love has changed. I have changed. Today I told the lawyer I wanted to change my name legally to Alicia. He is going to take care of it. I have to thank you for that name. I want to thank you for putting me in dresses. If you hadn't none of this would have happened. I feel sorry our marriage has to end but I want to get on with my life. I would like it if you could still be like a friend to me. I don't know how you feel about it but I can't hate you for what you have done."

Sandy had tears in her eyes. She slowly said, "I never thought this would turn out the way it did. I thought it was fun at first, then I began to see you differently. When you didn't rebel at some of the things I did to you I wondered if I should end it. Then I thought how good it felt to control you. I got a power lust soon after I started that I never knew could exist in a person. I felt a high when I came home each night and you were cooking supper. I wondered what else I could do to you to make happen what I thought you wanted. So you see in a way you were in charge as I tried to humiliate you but you always seemed to come out ahead. I hated the thought that you thought I was a vanilla wife. I saw a vanilla wife as someone who lacked imagination and someone who was afraid to try something new. I didn't want to be that in your eyes. I am sorry that after seeing you do so well in dresses that I can't see you as a husband anymore. If you were sitting there right now in a business suit I would see you sitting there in a dress in my mind."

He said, "Well, look at it this way. I am happy with how things turned out. If we must look at something positive about the years we were married, look at the fact that neither one of us cheated or wanted to cheat on the other. The love that was there has slowly gone to where we are now. I know I should feel bad that we are separating but I don't see it that way. It as if we were tires that slowly lost air and suddenly realized they were flat. I hope that is the way you see it!"

She said, "I think that is exactly how I see it. I think you and I can be good friends but not husband and wife.

Two months later he had a beauty parlor appointment. They did his hair as he had gotten rid of the wig, and did a more sedate coloring of his make up. He had to have an early appointment so he could get to court. He wore a beige colored dress that had a white lace trimmed collar and white lace trimmed trimmings for cuffs on he sleeves. He looked like any other middle-aged woman.

A judge granted them a divorce. After leaving the courtroom they went together for lunch. Alicia no longer needed the breast forms, as her breasts were now a C cup. She continued to take her hormones and enjoyed being who she was.

 

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