Adult Image Library 2/Adult_Image_Library_Volume_2_Disc2.iso/stories/vacsurp1.txt

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     CHAPTER ONE -  INNOCENT BEGINNINGS

     "Where is my underwear honey?" I asked my wife. This was
Saturday morning. I had noticed that my underwear had been
disappearing from my drawer over the last 2 weeks. I thought
nothing of it and thought that she simply had not done any
laundry. How wrong I was!
     "Something went wrong with the washing machine and it ruined
everything in the last load," She said. "Well, what am I going to
wear?" "Here, put these on" as she handed me a pair of pink satin
panties. "Now don't give me any funny looks, I know you love
wearing them; in fact, I know that you have secretly worn these
before." I looked at her dumfounded...I never thought that she
knew of my fetish, I thought I had been so careful.
     "C'mon, lets put these on you." As she pulled them up to my
hips, she stroked my cock through the fabric. "Mmmm, I see that
someone finds this exiting. We may have to keep it like that." I
wasn't sure what she meant by that remark. With that, I put the
rest of my clothes on, jeans and a T-shirt. She gave me a
slightly disapproving look and said "Well, we need to go shopping
and get some new underwear for you among other things." I
said,"can't you just pick up some for me, I want to watch the
football game." Now she absolutely despises football and this
would normally set her off, but surprisingly, she just smiled
sweetly and said, "Sure thing honey, I'll get everything you
need." Boy would I remember that statement!
     So as she was shopping, I lay on the couch stroking myself
through the panties, embarrassed that my wife knew of my fetish,
but relieved that she seemed so low key about it. The game turned
out to be pretty boring and I ended up taking a nap. I woke up
when she came home, loaded with bags from various stores. "Just
stay there, I'll put everything away."

               TRANSFORMATIONS

     "What do you say that we go out for dinner," she asked me.
"That sounds like a good idea." "First, I have a surprise for
you. Stand up and close your eyes." I stood and did as she asked.
The next thing I know, she pulls my hands behind my back and
locks them with a pair of handcuffs. "What's this all about,
Honey?" "No comments from the peanut gallery", she says as she
puts some sort of gag in my mouth. "Mmmmfff!" This thing filled
up my whole mouth, all the way to the back of my throat! As I
felt it in my mouth, I realized that it was a penis gag. What was
going on?
     "Now come along peacefully, or I'll have to take further
steps". With that I follow her into the bathroom. She takes my
hands and ties a strap to them and pulls it up to the shower
curtain, forcing me to bend over at the waist. She then takes a
pair of scissors and proceeds to cut my clothes off. "You won't
be needing those anymore." What did she mean by that remark?
   She then took some shaving cream and a razor and proceeded
to shave every bit of hair below my eyebrows. "I think that since
you like wearing panties so much, you should get some experience
of everything else that goes along with it. You'll find that all
of your clothes have been replaced with something more suitable
for your new station. Now, I think that about does it. Step in
the shower now and let's rinse you off". There was nothing I
could do except obey. As she rinsed all of the hair off of my
body, my skin felt strange...tingly with no hair.
     "Well that looks much better, but we'll have to do something
about your figure. That waistline will never do. Follow me and
we'll take care of it." As we walked into the bedroom, I saw some
clothes laid out on the bed. It looked like some sort of corset,
panties, stockings, and a short dress. She began to put the
corset on me, and said,"We'll have to do something about those
arms that are in the way". With that, she reached into one of the
bags and pulled out a leather collar. She then put some leather
cuffs on my wrists, unlocked the handcuffs, and then hooked my
hands behind my head to the collar. I was able to offer only
token resistance as my arms were asleep and numb from being
hooked to the shower. Next, she started hooking up the corset and
pulling the laces in behind me. Soon I couldn't breathe and still
she was tightening the laces. "Is that uncomfortable? Well it
will give you some incentive to loose some weight, won't it?"
With a final tug, she finished adjusting the laces with a full
knot. "I think you'll have an interesting time trying to untie
that by yourself; I don't think you'll be able to do it."
     "Now let's put some panties on you. Which pair would you
like? You don't care which? Well that's no way for a lady to show
interest in her lingerie. I guess we'll try the pink satin ones.
I think you'll look cute in them." Next came a bra in which she
placed some breast forms to fill them out. After that she pulled
some stockings up each leg hooked them to the garters on the
corset and smoothed them out.
     "Let's see how this dress I picked out for you fits." With
that she picked up a shimmery peach colored dress and pulled it
over my head. As it fell over my breasts and hips it came down to
only mid-thigh! She looked at me with a grin on her face and
said, "Don't you look adorable! you'll have to be very careful
and ladylike when you sit or bend over or the world will see your
garters and panties. Only a slut would act like that. If you act
like a slut, I'll have to treat you like one." What did she mean
by 'the world will see me?' I didn't like the implications in
that statement. "Step into these shoes," she said, as she handed
me a pair of matching peach shoes with about a 3-1/2 in heel. It
was difficult to keep my balance with my hands at my neck.
     "Now its time for your makeup; I'm going to remove the gag.
I don't want to hear a single word or I'll leave it in for a
whole day." My wife gave me a look that indicated she clearly
meant it. She spent the next thirty minutes completing my makeup,
starting with foundation, eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara; a
light amount of blush, and finishing with a bright rose lipstick.
She topped it off with a light brown shoulder length wig.
     "Now you can look at yourself." she said as she led my to a
mirror. I couldn't believe it! It was a beautiful girl who looked
back at me. If she was alone in a bar, every guy in there would
hit on her. The dress had a scooped front almost to my breast
forms, which were ample. It also showed a very flattering figure.
No wonder I couldn't breathe. Looking at the reflection in the
mirror, the hemline seemed even shorter, at least 6 inches above
my knees. "Click!" I turned around, and my wife was taking
pictures of me!
     "you can't admire yourself all day, we've got a busy
afternoon and evening ahead of us." With that, my wife clipped a
leash to my collar and led me to the garage. As she opened the
passenger door, I began to protest, "Honey what are you trying
to...MMMPPFFFHHH!" she stuffed the gag back in my mouth and
immediately strapped it behind my head. "I warned you. Now you'll
have to pay the price." She placed me in the passenger seat and
strapped me in. Bound as I was, with my hands behind my head,
there was no way I could unstrap myself.
      As she drove us away, she said,"Now I suppose you're
wondering what this is all about. It's simply really. I've
noticed for that last six months that my clothes and lingerie
have been rearranged when you're home and I am not. I've been
carefully marking my hangars and drawers to confirm this. i'm
going to ensure that you live this fantasy to the fullest. My
fantasy is to dominate my husband completely and I'm going to
fulfill that to the fullest also. I've arranged for your company
to give you a two week surprise vacation starting Monday. They
think that we're going on a cruise. However, for the next two
weeks, you are going to live as a female and follow my every
command. If you don't agree, I'll send those pictures to your
boss and secretary. I think they'll have a good laugh at those,
don't you? To get you ready, we're going to the mall to do some
shopping for your vacation."
     As we pulled into the mall parking lot she said, "In case
you are getting any second thoughts, notice that you don't have
any car keys, wallet or money. If you don't do exactly as I say,
I'll leave you here to get back on your own." She was right! How
could I get back, dressed like this. I couldn't even think of
hitchhiking! Cold sweat came out on my brow as I realized that I
was stuck. I had to do what she said. I didn't even want to think
of what her plans were.

To be continued in

     CHAPTER TWO - THE MALL
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