From pattee@mail.ohio.net Wed Mar 19 10:41:14 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-pull.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!cam-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!news-xfer.netaxs.com!news-out.microserve.net!news-in.microserve.net!not-for-mail From: michelle <pattee@mail.ohio.net> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.tg,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.femdom,alt.sex.sissy,alt.sex.sissy.slut,alt.sex.trans Subject: NEW TG: The Scent (Complete) Date: Wed, 19 Mar 1997 07:41:14 -0800 Organization: Microserve Information Systems (800)-380-INET Lines: 773 Distribution: world Message-ID: <3330091A.1B0D@mail.ohio.net> NNTP-Posting-Host: ppp30.respool1.medina.ohio.net Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-Mailer: Mozilla 2.0 (Win95; I; 16bit) Xref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.stories.tg:11023 alt.sex.stories:172832 alt.sex.femdom:56986 alt.sex.trans:43385 DISCLAIMER: If you’re not 21, then go away. Adult material! THE SCENT: “You know something”, said Rebecca to Mike, “you’re an asshole! You treat Joy as if she were DIRT!” “I treat her like I treat ALL pussies”, Mike snapped back. “Now leave me the hell alone!” The argument started when Becky happened to walk in on her best girl friend, Joy and his fiancee. Joy was dressed like the slut Mike wanted her to be -- face messy with fresh cum -- and tears in her eyes. Mike had just “convinced her” to give him a blowjob -- a task barely completed when Becky walked in. Mike was the dominant one in the relationship always putting Joy down in sexist ways. Joy, on the other hand, took the abuse because she “loved Mike” -- or so she said. As Becky walked into the room she overheard Mike calling Joy “a pussy” for failing to retrieve a beer for him fast enough from the refrigerator after her terrific blowjob. “You’re worth CRAP!”, said Mike -- “all you’re GOOD for is your pussy!” THAT infuriated Becky who took no back seats to ANY guys! “Why do you put UP with this crap?”, asked Becky. “I don’t know!”, said Joy. “I really DO love him! I just wish he were a little more -- well -- less a BULLY”, she said. “I wish he could become more -- like YOU!” “You ought to just DUMP the bastard”, said Becky still reeling from the confrontation with Mike. “But if you LIKE, I think there is a way to TAME little mikey.” “What do you mean?”, asked Joy with MORE than a little curiosity. She was at a point where she herself wasn’t sure whether this whole relationship with Mike was going to work out or not. “A professor friend of mine is working on some research at the college and is looking for a subject to test some new ideas on. She’s in the psychology department -- working on human modification of some sort. She says she’s got a new substance that can tame overbearing, out-of-control males egos.” “It won’t HURT him, will it?”, asked Joy more interested than ever. “NO! Why don’t you come with me this afternoon? We can talk with Liz about her experiments. It might be just what you’re looking for!” ************** Liz was a 40ish attractive woman standing nearly six feet tall without heels. She had a figure that would appeal to any man. Joy and Becky came into her lab to find her at work, mixing some ingredients into some glass tubes. Liz looked up, glad to see her friend Becky. They were MORE than mere acquaintances, having tasted the gentler type of love that only females can share. Becky was 24 years old -- just like Joy. Both were attractive blondes with great swimsuit figures. “This is the girl I was telling you about”, said Becky as she walked up to hug her friend. They embraced in MORE than a casual way and then Liz looked at Joy. “I hear you have a subject for me!”, she said matter-of-factly, BUT with a gentle smile on her face. “I don’t know!”, said Joy -- a little leery of the complicated looking tubes and bubbling potions in the lab. “Relax, girl”, she said. “Becky here has told me all about your over-bearing macho boyfriend. I have a substance here that I’ve been working on that might just change that young man for you. Interested?” “Go on!”, said Joy, fascinated by what she was hearing. “Do you know what Pheromones are?”, asked Liz. “Aren’t they some sort of chemical that attracts people to the opposite sex?”, asked Joy. “Pretty much. Men and women are driven together largely by chemicals. We’ve known about pheromones and how they work to attract girls to boys and boys to girls -- but I’ve taken it further. “Chemicals are also responsible for the way we interact with people. For example, your boyfriend has a chemical balance that makes him aggressive toward you and other females.” “That’s what makes him the asshole he IS!”, sniped Becky. Joy just looked at her rolling her eyes at the statement and then turning her attention back to Liz. “I’ve isolated the chemicals that stimulate aggression and submission. I’ve used those chemicals in a cologne with a pleasing enough fragrance. When the person wears this fragrance it acts like a pheromone, only in a more peculiar way. The subject will become a much more submissive character simply because he is stimulating the particular chemical reaction in his body that makes a person submissive.” “Do you mean that if I get my boyfriend to wear this, he will become less a bully?”, Joy piped in. “It goes farther than that!”, said Liz. “He will become a submissive to ANY female -- and any female who smells the fragrance he is wearing will become more aggressive. The fragrance will set up a new chemical balance in his system so that he will have no choice but to listen to women in a different way than he does right now.” “I’ve got to HAVE some of THAT!”, said Joy with a gleeful tint to her voice. “If I give this to you, then you have to follow my experiment to its conclusion”, said Liz. “What’s the gimmick?”, asked Joy. “There are three phases to this behavior modification experiment -- three different ingredients we will try. The first will be given over a month’s time and will make your guy a true submissive quite against his will. He will know he is changing, only he will have no idea why! “The fragrance is doctored a bit with some addictive agents which will insure that he will continue to apply the fragrance. It will have to be applied three times each day. “In the second phase we will add to the ingredients to feminize him.” “You don’t mean you’re going to turn him into a GIRL!”, asked Joy with some alarm. She wasn’t SURE she wanted to make Mike a girl! “Not a girl -- but not far from one”, said Liz. “He will be driven chemically to satisfy a burning desire to become more feminine. You should LIKE the changes in this part of the experiment.” “Go on”, said Joy. “The third part will test whether a man can be turned toward homosexuality through chemical manipulation. Again, it will be a new ingredient added to the fragrance which will envelop him in a way he cannot escape. After the third month he’s yours! At that time you can either keep him or leave him!” Joy was listening with some interest. “Well PUSSY!”, chimed in Becky. “Doesn’t this sound interesting?” Her use of the word “pussy” brought back all the bitter feelings that Mike had caused in her recently. “You’ve got a deal!”, said Joy. She signed some papers to make everything perfectly legal, and then was given the cologne for Mike. “Give it to him as a gift”, said Liz. “Once he wears it the first time, he will be hooked. He will HAVE to get his fix every 8 hours or so or he will be strung out in a way he has ever experienced. Good luck, dear!” Joy and Becky left the lab and went back to Joy’s apartment. There she wrapped the bottle of cologne as a gift for Mike. She would begin the process before she thought it twice. ************* “You got this for ME?”, asked Mike with a smile on his face. He wrapped his arms around Joy and gave her a tight squeeze, feeling her soft breasts crush against his hairless chest. Joy was dressed just the way Mike insisted. She was wearing a short skirt that hung six inches above her knees. She wore no bra -- didn’t really NEED to, even though she had C cup breasts. Her makeup made her look like she was ready to go to a strip bar for work -- and her heels -- she always had to wear heels! Mike dabbed some of the cologne on him and found that it was a very pleasing smell. “I like this stuff, he said. It not only SMELLS good -- it FEELS good.” He grabbed Joy and let his hands roam freely under her short skirt, toying with the satin panties she was wearing. “This stuff smells SEXY!”, he said as he began to feel a hardon developing in his pants. “Why don’t you do some FISHIN’ and give me another blowjob, pussy”, Mike said. Joy went to her knees, opened his zipper, and fished his hard cock out of his boxer shorts. She nibbled at the tip the way he liked her to and then slowly, sensuously, took it into her moist and ready mouth. She was going to give him the blowjob of his life -- maybe even the LAST one he would receive from her. Eight hours later, Mike began to feel twitchy! For some reason he felt a need to put more cologne on. He slapped it on his face and neck like a man would, and then went on with his work. Joy just watched and wondered how long the transformation would take place. *********** It was a week later and the changes were already dramatic. Joy was ready to meet mike as he came home. Liz had said Joy would become more aggressive -- and that she had. SHE was the one who in the last two days had told mike what to wear for work -- and he LISTENED to her, not knowing quite where the “shift in power” had come from. In fact, mike hadn’t started an argument with her in the last four days. he found himself yielding to Joy at every turn -- and it felt like the right thing to be doing. he KNEW that something was going on, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. As he walked in the door, Joy was waiting for him. Today she was dressed in leather shorts and a leather bra. GOD did she look good! “How’s my boytoy today?”, she asked as she walked up to mike and gave him a hard kiss. he tried to move back a little because of her force, but found he could not. Joy snaked her tongue into mike’s mouth while her hand began to grab and caress his hardening cock. “Please, Joy -- not now!”, said mike. “i’m tired!” “Too bad”, said Joy amused by his changing behavior. “Time to put on your perfume!”, she said. mike KNEW that it was time, but didn’t like her referring to the cologne as “perfume.” -- BUT his body was aching for another fix of that wonderful fragrance. “Don’t forget to dabble it gently behind your ears and on your wrists”, said Joy giggling.” mike turned red. he had seen her put her perfume on time and time again -- and that is what SHE did! Didn’t matter, though. he went to the bedroom and dabbled some behind his ear and on his wrists like he was told. Then he went back to find Joy. She was by the table with all of mike’s boxer shorts stacked there. “I’m tired of you wearing such tasteless undies”, said Joy snipping away at the last pair of his shorts. She had cut each of them through the crotch, making them unwearable. “What the hell are you DOING?”, asked mike, taken back by her aggressive stance. “I’m getting us ready to go SHOPPING”, said Joy with a gleam in her eye. “You don’t seem to have anymore UNDERWEAR to your name. Guess we’re going to have to BUY some!”, she said. mike didn’t like the sound of that -- but was unable to resist her suggestion. She was commanding him now -- and it seemed the right thing to do. “Where are you taking me?”, asked mike. “Victoria’s Secrets”, said Joy. “Grab my purse and let’s get going!” mike followed Joy out the door, carrying her purse in his hands. “What am i supposed to buy at Victoria’s Secrets?”, asked mike trying to be a little commanding. “Why, UNDERWEAR, of course!”, said Joy. “THEY don’t sell men’s underwear”, said mike a little concerned now. “Then I guess we’ll just have to buy you some PANTIES”, Joy said with a commanding smile. mike didn’t say another word as they drove to the mall. For some reason Joy had become a different person; for some reason HE had become a different person. he KNEW he should be getting angry with her because of what she had just done, but somehow it was beyond his control. They walked through the mall toward Victoria’s Secrets and Joy gave mike his assignment. “I want you to buy two dozen pairs of panties”, she said looking him right in the eyes. “All have to be nylon or satin -- half of them have to be pink -- some of them have to have flowery prints -- ALL of them have to be feminine!” “But Joy! You can’t make me DO this! Please don’t make me DO this!”, mike said unable to shake off her control. “Browse for awhile”, continued Joy ignoring his pleas, -- “and then ask that young girl for help. SHE’LL have to tell you what size you wear!” mike felt trapped and helpless as he walked through the stacks of female panties. Joy watched on as the young girl approached him and asked if he needed help. “i want to buy some panties”, said mike in a quiet voice. The young girl -- maybe 20 years old -- didn’t know why, but she felt domineering towards mike. “And just WHO are they for?”, she asked with a sexy smile. “For me”, mike said sheepishly. he felt like this girl also controlled him. Why was it all of a sudden that women seemed so strong and he so weak? “Well, you’re not the FIRST queer in here. Do you know you’re size?”, asked the pretty girl. mike was taken back the “queer” reference, but he ignored it and said, “36 medium i think.” “you need a GIRL’S size!”, said the young lady. “Let me see!”, she said as she put a tape around mike’s hips. As her arms wrapped around the handsome young man her large breasts snuggled closely against his hot tits. he was getting a hardon. “you wear a size seven”, she said. “What kind of panties are you interested in?” she said loud enough for everyone to hear. “i need two dozen -- pink and different colors”, mike said, totally embarrassed now. “SISSY panties is it?”, asked the young girl. She went off and grabbed bunches of panties from the racks. “Why don’t you try this nice satin pink hipster on?, she said holding them up to his waist as if sizing them up for him. “Go to the girl’s changing room there and put them on -- tell me if they fit well”, she said. mike didn’t know why she was getting so pushy -- but he did as she said. he went into the room, closed the lockless door, pulled down his pants and boxer shorts and slipped the pink panties up his legs. No sooner had he slipped them on but Joy began knocking lightly on the door. “Come out and let me SEE them”, she commanded. mike slowly opened the door to let her peek in and Joy pulled it open all the way, taking her boyfriends hand and making him step outside the changing booth. “NOW who’s the PUSSY mikey!”, she said laughing as the sales girl came toward them. “I think we found your color!”, said the young girl laughing with Joy now. mike’s cock was clearly pushing the satin panties to their limit as Joy said, “put your pants on and give those ugly boxer shorts to the nice girl. I’m SURE she can dispose of them for you! SISSIES’ don’t need anything but PANTIES! COME, we’re going home”, said Joy. mike paid for nearly 3 dozen pairs of panties and walked out of the mall feeling thoroughly humiliated. he wasn’t sure why Joy was so domineering all of a sudden -- but he couldn’t seem to do anything about it! It would be PANTIES for him from now on! She was turning him into a panty boy -- and as he felt the smooth fabric on his cock and ass, he was sort of glad! *************** “How’s it going?”, asked Liz. Joy had come in after the third week to report on the experiment. “he’s wearing panties all the time now -- and I also have him shaving his legs to make them smooth. We haven’t had an argument in nearly three weeks -- it’s BEAUTIFUL!”, said Joy. “I wish I would have done this MONTHS ago!” “That’s fine!”, said Liz happy with the results so far. “I think it’s about time to begin phase two. I want you to bring mike to me tomorrow; I think it’s time for us to meet. And, by the way! Make sure he wears some feminine slacks. I want to see just how submissive he’s becoming!” ************ “But why do I have to wear THESE?”, asked mike tearfully as Joy handed him a white pair of stretch slacks. “Everyone will KNOW these are girl’s pants -- and besides -- they’ll be able to see my pink panties through them!” “ENOUGH”, said Joy. “you will put these on so we can meet my friend. Now DO it!” mike pulled the white stretch material up his smooth legs. They fastened in the back so Joy had to help him zip up and fasten the buckle. He wore a boy’s shirt but looked quite conspicuous wearing what was obviously a feminine pair of girl’s pants with pink panties showing through. “Liz has some new perfume for you to wear”, said Joy, “and we want to look PRETTY when she tries it on you!” ************ “MY, but aren’t we getting along!”, said Liz as she looked at the slightly feminized male. “I think it’s time you knew what was happening to you, young man -- or should I say -- young LADY!” mike was taken back by the word “lady”, but he said not a word. “you’ve been under the influence of some pretty strong drugs that are changing your body chemistry to better fit the “male of the next century”, Liz said. “Even though your mind would LIKE to take control, your body will not allow it. you are a submissive, mike -- and you’re becoming MORE submissive all the time. In FACT, your body will not allow anything else -- and soon you will become a femmed submissive. Do you know what that means?” mike shook his head, no! “We have a new bottle of perfume for you to wear, mike -- one that will make you more like -- what shall we say -- a MICHELLE?” Liz laughed at that one! “Along with this, you will have to stop in here every day to receive an injection of hormones. Starting today, we’re going to give you the kind of breasts you LOVE in women.” “Why are you DOING this to me?”, asked mike with tears in his eyes. he looked up at the tall Dominant Woman who began rubbing some alcohol on his arm to prepare him for his first shot. “i never did anything to YOU!” “But you DID do something to JOY, didn’t you?”, Liz said as she pierced his arm with the needle. “Now WE’RE going to do some interesting things TO YOU! Let me dab a little of this new perfume on you as I explain.” Liz dabbled some of the perfume behind his ears and on his wrists -- and then she dabbled a little on each of his tender tits. “I’ve added to your perfume. your body chemistry will think it wants to be a GIRL!”, said Liz. “By week’s end, you’ll feel a strong need to be as feminine as possible. you’ll HAVE to wear panties -- you’ll begin to NEED to wear a bra! you’ll feel NAKED without makeup on -- and your mind will begin to obsess on female things -- like the length of your hemline and the transparency of your blouses. you will become TIMID and SHY of your body, EXTREMELY aware that you are a MAN who HAS to wear girl’s clothing. “your BREASTS will begin to grow within the next two weeks. your skin will become soft and silky -- your features will soften as the hormones begin to redefine your sexual identity. And you will become MORE and MORE submissive as every day passes. you will FEEL your male identity slowly slipping away, like SAND through your fingers -- and you will be able to do nothing about it. BECAUSE you are still a man with a puny cock, every feminine thing you DO will cause great humiliation. YOU are the pussy now, michelle. you’re becoming a SISSY -- and before I’m done with you, you will be a cum-sucking faggot.” michelle could only plead with large tearful eyes -- “PLEASE! don’t DO this to me.” “TELL me, michelle -- WHO’S the pussy NOW? TELL me!”, Liz demanded. She walked up to the shaken, emasculated male and began to bare her breasts. “I’ve got the TITS! -- but WHO’S the PUSSY! TELL me!”, she demanded. mike lowered his head and softly mumbled through his tears, “i am! i’m the pussy!” “I’ll see you everyday for your shot, michelle”, Liz said as Joy led him from the office. mike finally understood what was happening to him -- and WHY he was now wearing panties and female slacks. But in his own mind he resolved to FIGHT the rest of the transformation. he would NOT allow them to turn him into a girl. he was A MAN! “Come along, michelle”, said Joy. mike followed several steps behind her knowing that his pantied ass was clearly visible for all to see. How would he EVER get away from the scheme these girls had conjured up for him? *********** After they got home, mike found the determination to walk out the door. he was going home to mother -- perhaps SHE could help him. His mother and sister, Kathy, lived only several blocks away, so mike walked the distance still dressed in his white slacks. he poured out the whole story to her as he understood it -- it took about an hour and all-the-while his mother said nothing, but only listened. DURING that time the fragrance began its magic work on her. She was getting annoyed at her son’s whining. “you tell me that Joy is putting you through this against your will -- and that some mad scientist lady is trying to change you into a sissy!” “That’s RIGHT!”, mike said, happy that his mom understood the mess he was in. “Then how does that explain your wearing girl’s pants and panties WITHOUT Joy being present. Don’t you HAVE any other slacks?” “Yes, mom -- but -- but -- i didn’t think i had the time..” -- “Oh SHUT UP! you know -- I think Joy’s RIGHT! She DID marry a sissy. KATHY, HONEY -- come in here a sec and look at your sissy brother!” mike was devastated as Kathy came through the door. She was 18 years old and very into boys. She had a gorgeous body that she showed off proudly at every turn. As she walked into the kitchen her mouth dropped open at the sight of her brother in white female slacks with pink panties showing underneath. “What’s THIS, mikey! Are you starting a new look?” “Mom, PLEASE!”, started mike only to be interrupted by her again. “Mom NOTHING! Take those silly slacks off and let’s SEE what kind of a sissy Joy is turning you into.” mike felt the strong compulsion to follow his mother’s orders -- EVEN with his sister looking on. he began to fumble with the fastener behind his back causing his sister to come to his aid. “Here -- let me HELP you”, she giggled. mike slipped the pants down, showing his smooth legs and feminine panties. “I think you ought to be ASHAMED of yourself”, said his mother, “lying about Joy the way you have!” She walked up to him and SMACKED his pantied ass while Kathy took in the new look of her brother. “I ought to put you over my KNEES”, she said. Kathy begged mom to do that -- but she relented telling mike to put his sissy pants back on and to go back home to his wife -- IF she would take him. mike struggled with the pants, unable to negotiated the buckle in the back. “You had better get some practice -- us girls have LOTS of clothes that take a little practice wearing”, giggled Kathy. She helped mike and he walked out the door to return home. Only THEN did he realize that every neighbor and person passing by could clearly see that he was wearing female slacks. he felt his humiliation growing even as he felt the first pangs of discomfort. It was time to put more of his “perfume” on -- he needed another fix! “MY, but you look ill”, said Joy as she looked at her pantied male. As soon as he returned home, Joy made him take off his slacks and shirt and put on a nylon babydoll nightie that matched his pink panty. It didn’t cover the whole thing. “Did your mom LIKE your new panties”, she laughed out. She CALLED after you left, you know! She encouraged me to keep up the good work. Now aren’t you ASHAMED you bothered them? mike didn’t respond -- he only looked down at his smooth legs as he sat. Don’t you think it’s time for your perfume?”, asked Joy. “i’m not taking it anymore”, said mike. “i’m not going to allow you to make me into girl.” “As you wish”, said Joy just watching him. She KNEW the agony he was going through. “Is it painful?”, she asked. “i feel sick as hell”, said mike. “All you need to do is dabble a little perfume on you and it will all be better!”, said Joy. A half hour later, mike literally crawled with his pantied ass wiggling as he went toward the restroom. he grabbed the bottle and dabbled the perfume on him as Liz had done. he took special care to dabble some on his tits -- it felt so GOOD to do that! That was two weeks ago. mike no longer wears tee shirts, although Joy kept some for when his breasts grow out. Joy said he could enter a “wet tee-shirt contest”. he had no socks -- only nylons. he began applying makeup to his face yesterday. For some reason he couldn’t stop the urge to look more feminine. Joy just watches him develop and smiles on. “my tits are hurting”, said mike. “I guess that means we’re growing BREASTS”, said Joy with a bit of laughter. “Liz assures me that yours will be bigger than mine!” “i hope i look pretty with them”, mike said knowing that there was no way to escape his doom. “They’ll look DARLING, michelle”, said Joy. She LOVED using his feminine name now because it embarrassed him so. “Guess who’s coming for dinner tonight?”, she said -- “BECKY!” mike just groaned knowing that he was in for it now. The last time he saw her, he had called her a pussy. What would she call him now that he WAS a pussy? When would this nightmare ever end? *********** Joy made sure that mike was wearing an outfit very similar to the one she had on many weeks ago when Becky confronted mike. it was a short mini dress. Under it, Joy made sure that mike wore his training bra. his tits were quite sensitive now and the bra actually helped ease the discomfort. mike didn’t seem to mind after the first few times she made him put it on. his skin was softening now due to the hormones -- and he wasn’t too bad at putting on makeup. he was wearing his four inch heels as the doorbell rang. “Go answer it, honey!”, Joy said. mike went to the door and opened it to an amazed Becky! “MY! What have you DONE with him”, Becky shrieked as she saw the feminized male. “Is THAT YOU, mike?”, she asked with a bit of incredulity. “Guess who’s ‘the pussy’ now?”, Joy said as she came into the room to greet her friend. “Curtsy for Becky, won’t you?”, Joy suggested, causing mike to give a brief curtsy against his will. Only a few minutes in the room and Becky could FEEL the fragrance giving her more courage over mike. She felt a need to dominate him. “GOD, this stuff works”, she said to Joy. Joy knew EXACTLY what Becky was feeling. mike got the girls some drinks and sat down at Joy’s feel as he was told to do. Becky sat close to Joy on the couch and they talked about the changes and experiences mike had because of the experiment. “he’s quite submissive now, I can ASSURE you”, said Joy. “Do you still have sex with him?”, asked Becky, causing mike to remember that he had not had sex with her since that blowjob right after the first time he put on his perfume. “No! I’ve had too much fun taking the BALLS away from this freak!” Becky was almost startled at the change in her friend. “I don’t know about YOU -- but looking at him and seeing what you DID to him excites me like HELL! LORD it turns me on!” Becky was looking not only at mike, but MORE at Joy. She always DID like the way Joy looked and had always wondered if there were a way to get into her panties. Joy FELT the sexual energy coming from her friend, and since it had been such a long time since she had sex -- she was MORE than a little turned on. Becky took the lead as she leaned closer to Joy and began feeling her aroused breasts through her thin blouse. Joy let out a small moan of pleasure in response. “michelle -- turn down the bed for Becky and me”, said Joy surprising even herself. mike couldn’t believe what he was seeing. he stood up, straightened his skirt and walked to the bedroom ahead of the two horny females. he turned down the bed making it ready for them -- and then he turned to go out of the room. “NO! I want you to STAY and watch us”, said Joy. “Why don’t you START by slowly stripping our friend”, she commanded. mike involuntarily walked up to Becky and started unbuttoning her blouse. he had wanted to do this for years -- but never thought he would be doing this for his WIFE! Becky allowed mike to slowly take her clothes off. First the blouse -- then the shorts -- her bra came next as mike “accidentally” brushed against her erect and sensitive nipples. “Take the panties down with your TEETH, michelle”, ordered Joy. mike knelt in front of Becky and put his mouth to her panties. “you better not pull any hairs”, said Becky in a warning type of voice. mike looked up at her, smelling the fragrance of her sex as he gently took the waistband of her panties in his mouth. It took him three or four minutes before the panties were at her ankles. “Put them in your mouth, pussy”, said Joy. mike picked up the panties and stuffed them into his mouth as he watched Becky begin to strip Joy. he watched as they made loved together. his panties strained to hold in his cock for it had been too many weeks since he had last cum. As he watched his wife brought to the heights of sexual satisfaction time and time again, he chewed away at the panties in his mouth. Finally, when the love dance concluded Joy told mike to take off his skirt and play with his cock through the panties. he complied and filled his panties with hot cum within a minute. “Take them off and lick them clean”, said Joy -- “you might as well get used to tasting male cum cause that’s the ONLY sex you will be having!” mike cleaned the panty -- and he went to sleep on the floor next to the bed as Joy and Becky enjoyed a night together. ************* Liz examined the budding breasts of the now thoroughly submissive male. “Coming along NICELY, dear”, she said as she gave him a peck on the cheek. “he’s acting more and more feminine every day”, said Joy as she watched the examination. “he puts on his makeup everyday -- shaved his legs clean -- and puts out the sexiest clothes. he even looks FORWARD to our shopping together now.” “It sounds like he’s ready for phase THREE”, said Liz. “We’ll start today.” **************** Nothing much changed for the first week. mike was still getting his daily injections and STILL putting on his new perfume. he KNEW that this was supposed to make him Gay. Although he LIKED wearing girl’s clothing now -- and though his body DID acquire a lot of the curves which made them FIT better -- he STILL felt like a man inside, albeit a “pussified man.” It happened quite by accident. Joy and mike were at a restaurant eating when a handsome young man sat at a table next to theirs. Before mike knew what was going on, Joy had initiated a conversation with him and he was sitting at THEIR table. mike was being set up! The fragrance was well in his system now -- and it was having a profound effect on the young man. He couldn’t HELP but keep his eyes on mike -- even though he didn’t KNOW he was a male in female clothing. MIKE, on the other hand, found himself looking more and more at the guy and wondering what it would FEEL like to be alone with him. Joy watched the two of them watching each other. “Why don’t we go back to MY place where we can get to KNOW each other a little better?”, asked Joy innocently enough. Jake, the guy -- readily agreed. Once home, Joy told mike to ‘slip into something more comfortable’ while she fixed Jake a drink. She was getting Jake in the mood for some good-old-fashioned sex and it didn’t take too much work at that. When mike came back into the room, he was wearing one of his sexier babydoll outfits and nearly covered his panties. They were cream-color. his breasts were about B size now and they showed clearly through the sheer nylon material. he didn’t WANT to, but somehow he was attracted to Jake. he went over and sat next to him -- and, well -- nature took its course. Jake was all over mike and soon they were kissing like two lovers in heat. “michelle has a SURPRISE for you”, said Joy nearly naked herself at this point. “Why don’t you feel her PUSSY!” Jake put his hand down to mike’s crotch only to feel a hard cock tucked down there. He was too sexually aroused to object and merely pushed mike back on the couch. “What’s THIS! a FAIRY!” “he’s my SLAVE!”, said Joy. “he’ll do anything you tell him to!” “Then he had BETTER give me a BLOWJOB”, said Jake. mike found himself on his knees taking the hard cock of a man in his hands -- and he watched himself put that hard piece of meat to his lips. It was as if he were out-of-body as he sucked the cock deep into his mouth and began to give Jake a slow blowjob. Jake began to fuck mike’s mouth as mike came in his panties from the touch of a man. No sooner did mike cum, than Jake filled mike’s mouth with his first load of male cum. Joy got rid of mike last week. he’s on the street living life as a hooker and sucking as much male cock as he can. HE’S the pussy now -- and Joy is living with Becky. Strange new world we live in!