
Wife's Revenge
by Anonymous
Categories: Crossdressing or TV, Caught with Consequences
Characters: None
Tag: Breast Implants
Series: None
Chapters: 1 Table of Contents
Completed: Yes Word count: 1251 Read Count: 2098

Wife's Revenge
by Anonymous
Oak Park Fashion Mall had lived up to its listing in the yellow pages as the
"source for all your fashion needs".
"I thought I'd see you in one of your pretty dresses tonight, with you all made up and your hair all done up nice and pretty. I love watching you moving around the kitchen Brandi, I love the look of those shiny seamed nylons you wear and how your dress swishes when you move and the sound of those stiletto heels as you mince and wiggle around the kitchen cooking supper. I love the smell of the perfume you wear too." he said as he took a sip of wine.
My wife knew I was a crossdresser and tolerated my activities within very tight guidelines. I never knew what would happen if I crossed those guidelines.
I was getting married, a cause for celebration undoubtedly, but also a cause for regret. Regret for all the potential I was leaving behind with my single life. All the things that I could have done and all the people I could have done it with.
Mother in law with strap on dildo turns husband into cuckold cross dressing sissy slut.

As background, I have to tell you that my husband was not a secret cross dresser. I did not come home and catch him; he was not having an affair and got punished by being turned into a sissy. He does not dream of being a woman or look forward to days when I allow him to lounge around the house in dresses. He is in fact quite straight and enjoys our sex life as much as I do.

It started out as an ordinary day for me. I got up, put on my suit and tie, ate a quick breakfast, then drove to work. Little did I know as I sat down to read my email, that my life was about to change forever! I took my laptop out of my bag, plugged it in, turned it on, and logged on. I took a sip of my coffee, as I opened up an interoffice memo from the project manager.
As I was reading, my phone rang, and I picked it up.
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"You like playing dress-up in my clothes Timmy? Well sissy boy, that's just what we're going to do all weekend with you. Play dress-up!"
It was Saturday morning and I was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying a second cup of coffee when the phone rang. On the other end was my friend and neighbor Linda Peterson. It was clear from her voice that she was distraught and had been crying.

One must be careful what adds they answer. Sometimes the consequences are a great deal more than expected. Follow our hero(ine) into this decent into transformation and submission.

1. With Lane about to lose his apartment his friend Ted offers him his basement apartment in his suburban house
2. Ted makes Lane an offer he can't refuse!
3. Ted pulls Lane deeper into his plan.
4. Ted continues as Lane becomes Laine.
5. Ted pulls Laine deeper into his plan.
6. Ted and Laine come to terms.
"You are one of my star employees, Joe, and I would hate to have to let you go, but I can't just ignore what I have seen. Tell me is this you in the lingerie and makeup?"