Feminized By His Ex-Wife (Teaching Him A Lesson Book 35)

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One of my regular contributors is Cathy and it appears that due to her husband Mike’s personal circumstances it has been fairly easy to coax him/her along. Cathy has been a supportive lady who has found that giving her husband a nudge and encouragement here and there is what’s necessary. He’s clearly in the want to be pushed category.

Am I right sissy?” She asked. “Would you like to be used in that way?” She kept asking me, prompting me until she forced me to tell her that I would probably enjoy being taken like a real girl. I'd never exactly been a bad looking guy, or for that matter, a good looking guy. I was just kind of there. Another forgettable face in the crowd. I did as told, and all watched me, as my aunt wrapped a towel around me outside the conservatory. Aunt held it, while mom, under it, pulled my pants off.

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I think I have the perfect skirt for you to wear with this blouse. And maybe tights would be better for you than pantyhose. I have all different colors too, you can try some on and we'll see what looks best.” It was not only because of how I was dressed, but also how being dressed this way was making me feel. I was embarrassed that I kind of liked the way the feminine clothes felt to wear. The guilt combined with the shame didn’t leave me any other choice but to submissively do as she said. Sit down here and explain this to me then. Come on. You're a crossdresser aren't you? You like to wear girl's clothes and pretend you're a girl, go ahead, admit it.” We talked about it for a while, and she theorized that if my breasts were going to continue to grow, then sooner or later it would be too difficult to hide the fact that I had breasts when going out, and perhaps experimenting with whether or not I could pass as female, at least just to pop out and get groceries, might be helpful. It took me some convincing, but it did make some sense. Stammering, I asked if she would help me and a huge beam crossed her face. “Of course, my dear,” she smiled, let’s leave it until the weekend and then we can play. After a while, there they showed me a stream with an iron pipe across it, and told Debbie and myself, they used to dare other kids to cross on it, and then asked Debbie, do you wish to try?

I began to wear more revealing clothes and sort of flirt with him without actually flirting. He would talk about school, and life as if I was one of his buddies. Maybe he was just very shy. Either way, he was great company and always there to talk to about my failing marriage when I felt like it. My wife of five years moved her lips close to one of my ears. “You know!” She said, breaking the silence that had been enveloping us for the last couple of minutes. “I guess I have to agree with you. Satin and lace do make a person feel sexy and feminine!” She teased.It’s not sufficient to just put them in feminine clothing you can buy from a normal female store. This is for two reasons: I continued to use my mouth and tongue to, what she called, “Worship” her pussy, making her climax at least twice. The whole time she told me about things she said she would like to make me do and about things she said she would like to do to me. “I’d like to make you as feminine looking as possible!” She started out saying, then she went on. “Maybe force you to take female hormone pills that would cause you to grow firm breasts like any real girl! Then after you’ve been trained to act and move like a woman I’d love showing you off to my friends! Maybe even inviting a select few to get into bed with you!” She teased over and over. My wife found some short haircuts for me. "Cut your hair," she said, "and you will look great." She was wrong. This was all a bit weird, but Jill seemed happy so I went with it. She snuggled in, saying she loved me, and then fell asleep. I woke up the following morning as my wife kissed me on the forehead. “Goodbye, sweetie,” she said, “have a nice day.” I lay there feeling confused. Here I was, her husband, lying in bed in a nightdress and panties she had bought me, my breasts held delicately in the satin cups, and I was feeling I had let her down, not because I was wearing what I was wearing, or because I was developing breasts, but because I was too hairy. Things are going well at her job. She has been embraced by most of her coworkers and the couple that haven’t keep their distance. There are two women there who know of our FLR and make sure Selina is submissive towards the women at work. It’s fun letting other women in on our life and seeing them enjoy Selina’s femininity and submissive nature….and take advantage of it!