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i believe we are living in the age of the rise of the powerful influence of femininity...from both the Women that have it and the males that are turned trans as a result of it. eradicating the myth that only males can act as alpha's...Lady Jane assumes the role of the assertive dominant her hand on her phallus her other drifting along onto the bosom of the t-gurl under her arm..a display of her power clearly she is in control of the former male now her lovely submissive femme.. here is a couple...with an Alpha Woman leading her femmed corseted gurl in a look-a-like outfit.. yes there are still plenty of alpha males out there that will try to fuck anything that moves like this tgurl delight is discovering.. one simply would not have seen a strap-on on the hips of Women 30 years ago...yet now it is a (phallic) symbol of the power they have while confident in their own femininity...i believe the expression on the Woman's face says 'mine never goes soft'. the numbers are growing of gurls like alyssa who under the inlfuence of femininity....enjoy becoming more feminine and accepting the submission that it brings with... learning to look alluring under the powerful influence of the femininity in her life... while comfortable displaying the lovely full rounded breasts her trip to the femininity of the Lady Pond as given her.. the strength from weightlifting only adds to the power of her femininity.. while enjoying the influence of her femininity has this pretty tgirl preferring to stay away from the gym and give off a quick pose on a feminine comforter before returning to her domestic chores much like any housewife... Mistress DLC has cultivated the influence of femininity enough in alyssa that her gurl is looking forward to one day having breasts similar to these.. the powerful influence of femininity has many a male of all shapes and sized now taking to the role of tgurl...a day spent at a salon...as 3 Women look on...an eyebrow tweaking perhaps ...a make over update...a chest made feminine she'll walk out with her look enhahnced by a bevy of blond curls.. every day alyssa moves just a little closer to being a gurl happy in her femininity...breasts hanging down displayed...taking joy in knowing her talents were enough to make a cock go hard and release its reward of cream... living in the age of the influence of femininity... peace, alyssa

Big gurls don’t cry. Pt 2 by DLC"s alyssa Jason Handel turned down the aisle of the grocery store just to get another look at the young thin 20-something male bagging at the check out counter. He whispered under his breath ‘I love his hair….what a delight it would be to introduce the lifestyle to him….oh what tangled web we weave… I need to remember to get lots of fruit for my smoothie’s’. His phone out he texted the dominant woman that ran herd over him and the rest of ‘the other transformed flowers in her garden’. The reply back was short ‘do it Lucy’. Over the loud speaker he heard the announcement ‘we’ll be closing in 5 minutes shoppers’. Jostling for space the 42 year old Jason waited until he was sure to be in the right checkout line. Chatting the male up he learned his name was Trey as he watched him fill the bags with groceries. Jason looked for the heaviest item then feigned like he was struggling to push it towards the bags. “Oh I can get that …” The good-looking young clerk thin in the arms looked to have a struggle himself with the item. “Just call me Jason…thanks. “Would you like help taking them to the car?” Giving it a brief pause Jason replied. “Sure that would be swell but you have to tell me you’ll accept my tip.” As the two approached the Range Rover with Trey pushing the cart he commented. “Nice wheels all I have is a bike. You must be well off.” “I’ve done very good over the years though I lost my girlfriend 10 months or so ago…been so lonely these past many months. I have this nice house, pool, and hot tub yet I’m the only one there.” “Sorry to hear that….gee a hot tub sounds nice after working all day.” “Yes it does wonders for the body….say I know this sounds crazy but would you like to come over some time…I’d love to show you around.” “Hummm I am off this Saturday ….ok sure…it beats staying home in my little studio and just gaming.” “Wonderful…I don’t know if you up for it but I have some killer weed and its fun to get buzzed and hop in the hot tub.” “That’s does sound good…what time…should I just ride my bike over?” Jason stopped him mid-sentence and smiled. “No worries we’ll figure something out…I’ll be out and about…. I’ll collect you at your place….. Let me have your number and look for a call or text from me this week.” At 9:45 that morning Alice Melborn sat in her Jaguar XJ out front of the office where her husband Brad worked knowing something was amiss. Not taking his ‘Smith’ she was proud she had retained her maiden name when the two married. A quick brush with her hand removed the speck of dirt on the steering column. Alone in her car she spoke ‘Yes you’ve done well for yourself woman…you learned a long time ago to always ‘put on your big girl panties’. All true things have the hallmark of simplicity a basic idea in codifying had led her to create her own computer firm that made millions patenting in the area of disaster recovery redundancy and on-going IT security. As best she could she kept her finances separate from her husbands to the point it was him who had signed off on a pre-nup agreement. Moments later she saw him carrying a box as he made his way to the car. Having seriously reprimanded him for his rude behavior towards her friend Elise she had set her mind on changing things in the home she had bought with her own money. She felt quite sure Elise had taken the reins in her own marriage just from the way she spoke and now Alice wanted to do the same with her own. Driving over to pick him up her feminine intuition told her the universe was providing an opportunity to do just that. The back door opened after she clicked the switch allowing him to slide the box in. In the front seat he looked at her behind the wheel aware he was now out of a job. “Can you belief it they ash-canned me…I’ve been sacked….fired….let go…..given the heave ho… told to bugger off and leave….shown the door….told to hit the bricks. ” It came out sounding cold and free of sympathy Alice wanted him to feel less than. “So you have no job….we’ve never needed your money any way.” “What am I going to do…I have a highschool degree? These days it’s all about hiring younger people then me and the bastards do it for a lot less then I was paid.” Whip-smart the woman was a font of information in many areas most especially including business. “33% of Americans only have college degrees and 12% of them have post grad degree’s…it was the male population of the workforce who never really recovered from the 08 financial collapse…..kind of ironic if you think about it….males brought on the financial ruin to many a family and most never found quality work since.” “The world has turned they now do menial service based jobs that women had been forced to do. All those once powerful males why the other day I saw the former vice-president of one of the banks I used working with an apron on serving lattes at a café.” Looking at her he’d always known she was smarter then him. “In your area of manufacturing since the mid 2000’s 88% of the jobs have been lost to using automation. Look it up your chances of getting a job in the area you’ve been trained in are almost nil.” Alice knew full well a male always ties his self-esteem to his paycheck. What he does is what he considers himself to be. The idea popped into her head she realized that it was exactly what Elise spoke of doing to her husband with him having been at home coming up on a year not working outside the house. Pretending to listen as he chattered away she almost said it out loud yet held back ‘she’s domesticated him…he’s the one doing the cleaning’…oh how rich…it’s dripping with irony…he’s becoming what he always made fun of ’. Sensing his weakness it was time to act and for her to further cement her position of authority. “We’ll put it behind you. There are plenty of things to keep you busy at home….I’ll not have you sitting around bemoaning your loss…you admitted it yourself it’s unlikely you’ll find work so starting today you’ll learn about what it takes to keep a home clean and well ordered.” Brad stopped speaking and slunked a little lower in the car seat on hearing her. The longer one is out of the workforce the less likely they could get hired and he knew it. Jason Morgan put the finishing touches of mascara on fluttering the wand up and down giving a lifted curl to the lashes made longer with the faux pieces glued on. Things that used to occupy him like playing with a soccer football balancing it keeping it in the air had given way to new interests. Pursing his lips together he tilted his head to let his shoulder length hair gently caress his face as he checked one last time. He loved the feeling of the corset on his flat tummy, the way the garter straps tugged keeping taut the stockings they were clipped to. How many males were there like him that preferred to have a thin tapered waistline that highlighted his pretty butt and shapely legs made so from wearing high heels. A quick tug to the bra cups of the violet colored corset let him feel the latest growth spurt of his developing breasts. Bracelet on dangling earrings hanging down he slithered onto the feminine looking bedspread prepared for the latest ‘camming’ session as a t-girl named Lucille by his Mistress Kendall. Everything had been in place for him to become his girlfriend’s husband until her untimely death a year earlier. A month after her passing he took to the internet curiosity being what it is he found himself increasingly being drawn to the category of Trans-women and T-girls. The idea that a male could be made female fascinated Jason. At the time he had no idea that a male body in many ways mimicked that of a woman’s....that a male could grow breasts that would fill with milk even allowing for lactating. One evening he stumbled on to the site ‘Lipstick Alley’ after coming home from the pubs with a buzz. At the end of 2 weeks the relationship had started with Dominatrix Kendra. 3 weeks later he was hers. Once under her influence Mistress Kendra had been up front about it telling him she planned on turning him trans as things moved along. It hadn’t started out that way when they first messaged back and forth he considered himself to be a typical alpha male. Over time her alluring femininity, inherent sense of female superiority and womanly assertiveness gradually stripped away his masculine veneer the longer they were together. Pledging his devotion, supplication and commitment ‘Lucille’ was welcomed into Dominatrix Kendra’s garden of slave girls in training. Lucy felt a loving feeling as a current of energy flowed through him on seeing his Mistress on the skype feed. Posture straight legs spread bent at the knee his rump sat on his ankles. Lucille had her head bowed and her palms open resting on his thighs. The budding t-girl Jason had learned so much from the woman about the world of BDSM and how a slave in training was to conduct himself. “You have done well slave gurl Lucy…..I saw the picture of that cute thin boy…it’s hard to believe he is 25….I want you to cultivate him into the fold…..just as you are becoming he too will make a lovely woman for me.” “Yes Mistress Kendra your wish I my command.” “What a lovely outfit my girl has on…so pretty in her appearance and demeanor…...yes I knew once given the taste of the feminine my slave Lucille would embrace her girlishness….slip those cute panties off and lie back girl…you know what to do and what to show me.” Out of habit Lucy pulled her wrist close to get a brief whiff of his perfume. He’d fallen so deeply into his new feminine world. His back prone on the mattress panties removed he lifted his legs and spread them wide and high in the air looking much like any woman ready to receive a cock. Feeling so feminine doing it wearing his 4" pump heels he knew to hold them spread so his purple anal plug could be seen. Her words could be heard on the PC speakers. “So nice to see you plugged…..Why you look like your ready to be penetrated….you know what comes first Lucy.” Jason’s left arm went around the stocking covered legs to hold them still. Fingernails made pretty from red polish he held the wooden ping-pong paddle. The BDSM tool had the truthful letters ‘I love Mistress Kendra’ written on it. Aware he was being video’d he knew it would end up along with the others on ‘Lucille’s ‘ page on the Lipstick Alley site. Thankfully avoiding hitting his balls 400 self-spanks on each cheek brought a deep red color out on his bum matching his nails. Near out of breath he lifted back up. “Unlock your chastity cage…you have my permission to play with your clitty gurl.” Smiling he lifted the dildo after removing the anal plug and metal cage he wore every day. Wet with lube he slid the 6” phallus inside while running his hands up and down the shaft of what he now called his ‘clitty’. “Baby show me your little boobies ‘Kitten’…..A girl likes to display what she has kitty-cat.” “Yes Maam.” Pulling the cups down his a-cups sent off a jiggle. Stroking the clitty he felt a wave of estrogen flow through him knowing his breasts were getting larger from his daily doses of female hormones and t-blockers. There were days he could feel the masculine enhancing testosterone departing leaving him feeling weaker and more feminine. “You’ve had a growth spurt button….the day is not far off when a bra will become a necessity….and those lovely nipples and areola’s of yours…so full...so pouted…soooo sensitive….they look like they are just begging to be played with…..hmmm does that dildo feel nice…your pretty butt is becoming more rounded…..is my kitten dying to lose her virginity to a real male?....yes dear once you feel him come inside you with hot cream it’s likely you’ll only want more of it.” So horny from hearing her he slid up and put her picture in front as Jason stood on his knees. Masturbating to her image he let the loving words flow out. “My name is Lucille….I am a Mistress Kendra girl….eeeewwwww, eeeewwwwww,…..oh I love my Mistress….ohhhhhh, ohhhhhh, ohhhhhh, I enjoy the feeling of estrogen….ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh… I will always…eeewwwwww, eeewwwww…I will always be her slave girl….ohhhhhh…. eeeewwwwwww……ugggggg.” The last sound distinctly masculine he spurt his cream onto her picture. Catching his breath Mistress Kendra watched as he slid his tongue along the image slurping back his discharge into his mouth. “So thin and fluid such weak little arms…..My darling Lucille you are becoming such a lovely woman…now blow me a kiss slave girl and bring me that cutie. oh one more thing…have your hair colored. I want you as a platinum blond. Have the ends even all the way around resting on your shoulder tips…. the style is called a blunt cut bob ….You’ll look so pretty with it when you come out.” Jason knew the days of refusing any thing she asked were behind him. In a demonstration of her influence he made the small poster especially for the sign-off. Holding it up he smiled at the words he had written ‘I love my Mistress Kendra’. His hands came together like any girl would he pouted his lips and blew Dominatrix Kendra a kiss. End of part 2….

Big gurls don’t cry….by DLC's alyssa Alice was finishing up laying the two place-mats on the counter while sitting in the kitchen of her spacious home, she always loved the holiday season yet liked it even more once it was over. But for her 8 year old niece Jenny she could stop pretending to like most of the cousins who came by with a few covertly resentful Alice had done well for her self. In between the classical songs the radio announcer declared ‘January 22nd is the date and it’s going to be very chilly out there today, the temperature is only expected to get to 49 degrees today so be careful’. The woman had grown up in Minneapolis and smiled on hearing it aware that kind of temperature would have been considered a heat wave in the ‘Twin Cities’ in late Jan. One of the reasons she liked living in California was the kick she got out of hearing how the locals would go into a panic if the barometer dipped below 50 or worse 40. Her head turned on hearing her friend Elise honk the horn of her car after pulling it down the crushed gravel on the lengthy driveway. It was enough she lifted off her stool at the island counter to check the tea kettle looking forward to exchanging presents with her best friend as they had for years. As life would have it they hadn’t seen each other in a few months nor gone out as married couples in twice that time or so. Smiling after receiving the gift Alice held up the embroidered throw pillow reading the words ‘Time to put on your big panties’. “That’s cute Elise….big girl panties.” Smiling back at her Elise pointed her finger at the decorative pillow. “Turn it over read the other side.” Alice held it for a moment before reading it out loud and chuckling. “Big girl’s don’t cry.” A smile came across her face as her hand slipped inside her chiffon blouse to adjust the strap of her bra holding her well rounded milky breasts in place. “Ohhh that is such a hoot Elise…..Big girls don’t cry.” Pointing her finger to the powder room Elise asked ‘Ladies’ room?” Alice glanced to see the embroidered pillow while Elise attended to herself in the loo. The words ‘Big girls don’t cry’ had been something she had said over the holiday. A month earlier her husband Brad was left late Christmas eve to put together the oversized ‘Doll House’ she had bought for her niece Jenny. Sipping whiskey he stared at the challenged convinced he needn’t use the directions by 3 am he had finished yet some 30 or so parts lay on the floor. The doll house looked like something Salvador Dali would have made if he was on acid. By four in the afternoon Niece Jenny looked at the gift she had just received. In tears the young one declared ‘But Aunty Alice …it doesn’t look like it does on the box’. A stern look at her husband Brad all Alice could say was ‘Jenny dear…Big girls don’t cry.’ Sipping their tea at the counter the two chatted some more. Elise thought it was something only a friend would do she watched her slice the cherry coffee cake in the middle to give her a piece. Much like a loaf of bread with crusts no one wants the ends of a coffee cake were to be ignored when the ‘filet’ middle is there for the pickings. Elise took a bite before dropping her napkin. Reaching down she pulled it up under the half eaten slice of cherry coffee cake. Had Alice looked down she would have noticed the attractive ankle bracelet that held a key on it as it rested on the shapely legs of her friend. Commonly worn by alpha women that chose to cuckold their husbands Elise decided to welcome her best friend into that group of dominant females who took control of their male spouses creating a better life for both involved. Similar in their looks both women were often mistaken for being sisters. Neither had wanted to have children instead having chosen to build careers that made them both wealthy while their husbands maintained average jobs having long since been passed in incomes by each woman. Every so often it made for contentious arguments from time to time like most husbands hers and Elise’s felt less then not being the primary breadwinners. Truth was Elise didn’t care all the much for Alice’s spouse Brad and hadn’t been afraid to express it. She thought him to be below her station in life and should have considered himself fortunate to be married to her. Taking the reins in her marriage she made sure her own husband Thad held the woman in high regard to the point she had first cuckolded him and was in the process of further emasculating him. Quietly Alice was irritated her husband Brad was still in bed sleeping one off after a late night of drinking and watching sports. Moving to the stove for a refill Alice spoke. “So how’s Thad been? Didn’t I hear tell that he is in between jobs…you know we really should go out one of these weekends…it's way too long since the four of us have been out as couple’s.” “He’s at home most of the time now, I think its for the best and I’ve found a way to keep him busy helping with things.” Alice looked at Elise. “Would you excuse me I want to see if Rip Van winkle is awake yet…..this may take me a few minutes or so.” “Sure dear…take your time and I’ll try not to eat too much of this delightful coffee cake.” Elise let her mind drift back to think on how much nicer it felt now that the woman had taken complete control over her own husband and their marriage relationship. Step by step Elise was eradicating his sense of male-hood what had started with her catching Brad masturbating into a pair of her best panties had moved along more quickly once she found how docile he became when put in a daily pair of his own. The woman didn’t know it at the time yet learned later what he had was termed a ‘ruined orgasm’. The moment she burst in the bedroom upon hearing his grunts and moans his dick froze. In horror he looked up at her like a 12 year old caught by a mother would only to have his cock seize-up sputtering out its male juice free of any pleasure on his part. Returning to the bedroom Elise had forgotten to bring the bottle of nail polish to show her salon girl for her man and pedi appointment she was headed to. As chance would have it sitting next to her in the padded salon chair that had the vibrating muscle relaxer was Joan Devereux. The woman would later reveal her alter ego known as Lady Renaissance aka Dominatrix Lorraine. For some reason she felt comfortable enough to say it. “Can you believe I caught him rubbing one out…..I swear they can act so childish when it comes to that penis of theirs.” “Lets face it they just can’t keep their hands off it…..the problem lies in how you describe it…you said 'their penis' I know of a way where you can make it accurate to say ‘your penis’.…I’ve trained many a male…should you want any suggestions just let me know.” Elise replied. “Trained……I like how you say that. Sure I am open to suggestions.” “All of them….. they all need to be trained. Fact is I see a lot of potential in you Elise…here’s how we’ll begin….trust me he’ll be made docile a lot sooner then you think right now” Looking down at the Asian women doing their nails first she leaned over and whispered. The next morning her husband Thad was unprepared for the verbal onslaught that followed when he found all his underwear had been removed. “There’s nothing but panties here.” “Yes that’s right …how brilliant of you to deduce that Sherlock…you’re masturbating into panties……do you know how degrading that is for a woman like me to find out…..No you’ll be kept in panties until I’ve cured you of staining my best panties with jizz…..goodness knows how many times you’ve done it in the best…and we’ll not get into discussing such…perhaps it will give you a new found respect for intimate wear yet you’re going to find out what its like to be wearing panties every day…is that clear?” Elise pulled back her finger after pointing it to his chest. “Yes Elise…but what about the guys at work…what will they say?” As fate would have it that afternoon he as to be let go at work. “That’s another thing from now on address me as Ms. Elise…you know I think masturbating is like cheating…I’ll not be with a cheater…and the fact that you did it with my panties shows me you lack a certain level of respect for me…that will be addressed in the weeks ahead…so its Ms. Elise until you hear different.” By a month's end one morning he found himself in panties, thigh high stay-ups and a locked chastity cage worshipping at the feet of Domina Elise. The woman could feel her power expanding as she watched him kiss her toes then lick at her high heels. “Up you’ve earned a reward pet before you start on today's housework….let's have you on the bed…spread your legs.” Elise ran her hand along the smoothness of the nylons. Knowing his whole body had been made hairless she looked at the flabbiness of his chest wondering how long the female hormone regimen she’d put him on would take before results showed themselves. Thad could feel himself losing the control he had deluded himself about having for years. Her fingers caressed the smooth mound above his chastity cage. “Would you like some relief? Are you going to be good pet?....Shall I unlock this for a time being?...you’ll have to ask nicely.” “Yes Maam please remove my chastity cage thank you Ms. Elise….I promise I’ll be good Domina.’ “Very well let’s slide your panties to the side…we’ll make a game of it…I’ll put you on the clock while I explore what other fetishes you may have.…remember to smile.” Thad began to stroke his cock while half the time staring into the camera on a tripod videoing his masturbation. It felt too good to stop yet he wondered what the reason was why Elise was video taping it. Bending down the woman slid off her high heel before doing the same with her other shoe. “Go ahead ..take a whiff.” Holding the shoe by the pointed toe while he stroked she lifted it to his nose. Thad took in the aroma her foot had left. “This is just one yet I’ll want you familiar with my many fragrances…look at my pet so excited at smelling the odor from my feet…yes I think we’re discovering you have quite a submissive side to you. “Ohhhh, eeewwwww, eeewwwww….I never knew how nice it smells Maam ….eewwwww….my penis…I think it’s going to come….eeewwwww….Ohhhhh.” Elise laid the high heel shoe down on the bed between his leg and let fly with a slap across his face. “There are a few things wrong with what you said…first off you are never to look at that likes it’s ’your’s…you discover it’s mine to do with what I like….from now on you refer to it more accurately….you call it ‘your’ clitty….and we’ll have you lose the word come…from now on when permitted to play with it you'll say I’m getting wet…I’m creaming…is that clear?” “Uh huh yes Maam eeewwwww, eeewwwww….ohhh Domina Elise.” “Tell me pet …do you like how lovely pointed nipples look? Go slower keep edging your clitty yet don’t get wet.” “Yes Ms. Elise …I think pointed nipples are sexy looking.” Elise licked the bottom first then slid the nipple sucker onto his left nipple and areola. Twisting it she saw it lift the nipple up extending the length of it. Moments later she did the same to the other one. Thad shook at his chest having seen through the clear plastic container at how long his nipples looked. The nipple suckers stayed on and felt kind of kinky as he looked at them. Killing time Elise ran her hands along his smooth legs. “Yes I think you are really are a submissive…..submission is a natural inborn feeling once exposed it flourishes…yes over time you’ll look for opportunities to please me…you’ll find tis best to become quiet and listen aware your opinion is of no consequence….should you want to speak you’ll ask for permission. For instance I may want to leave my mark on you perhaps brand you with a lovely tattoo or two…oops time for these breast pumps….close your eyes.” Pulling off the nipple suckers they each made a plopping noise when she removed the pair. He next felt a pulling suction to his chest. “ “Ok take a look.” “May I speak Domina?” “Yes dear what is it pet?” “May I ask what are these things on my chest?” “You said you like seeing pointed nipples…now when I pull them off in a few minutes or so you’ll see how nice pointed nipples look on a chest that sticks out.” “eeewwww, eeewwwww ohhhhh my clitty feels nice……I’m edging it just like you told me to.” Elise made an assessment of other things she wanted to alter as he edged himself. Using both hands she let her fingers pulled at the blue tip of the breast pumps seconds later the air came out as she lifted them off. “Oh my goodness…..my breasts my areolas my nipples they look like a woman’s …they’re so round and pointed.” “Smile baby remember you’re on camera…..I don’t know if you know yet it’s the latest rage….submissive’s have taken to ‘camming’ for others to watch…yes they have a webpage and people log on and see a subby release their cream.” It was as though it took a moment for Thad to process what she said. Elise bent and licked at the hard nipple before pulling away. “Those nipples and breasts really look sexy pet….the way the point they remind me of a girl I knew at college” Too excited to stop he pointed his ‘clitty’ at the high heel. “Ohhhhhhh……eeeewwwwww…..eeewwwwwww…..eeeewwwww…..I’m getting wet …..eeewwwww.” Some falling on the leather tip the rest spurted into her high heel. “There pick it up subby…you’ll look so sexy licking it of my shoe for others to see.” Her back to the camera the whole time she smiled as she spoke. “So we now know you like kissing feet smelling my shoes, wearing breast pumps and nipple suckers to make things larger…we already know you like wearing panties and stockings…so all in all I would say this has been very informative….oh and I almost forgot ‘camming’…we’ll add that too to the list of things you like.” He heard her yet Elise saw it a soft spend clitty tucked with his legs closed together as though he never had a dick. Thad stared at the video cam for 30 40 seconds a smile on his face he had that look a woman gets when she knows her breasts round and shapely with pouted nipples are naked and being filmed. Gently a soft look in their appearance his eyes turned to stare at his domina. From that moment on they both knew things had changed in their marriage. The woman had tapped into something he never knew existed within him. Soft pastel colored tops replaced his old shirts while what he wore to cover his hips and legs he no longer considered to be pants. The loose draw string cotton pull-ups and flats brought out a gentle demeanor to the way he moved around the home as he took to cleaning knowing from then on he was in charge of doing the housework. The ultra soft women’s high ankle joggers felt nice as he cleaned the dishes at the sink. The pan slipped loose pancaking on the soap-suds resting on top of the water. The water flew out from the commotion wetting both his drawstring waist sweats and floral sleeveless top. He looked at Elise then at the beefy tall male fixing the cabinet door by the kitchen entrance. The large male’s presence had un-nerved him when he showed up yet there was little Thad could do about it. “You just put in a load of laundry pet didn’t you?” He felt embarrassed answering to the name pet in front of the construction worker. “Yes Maam.’ “Honey you’re soaked….Lets have you slip out of your things and put them in the laundry…..what with that dirty dishes and all you don’t want to make things worse.” He was about to say ‘right here?’ yet didn’t. ‘Oh why did I have to wear this lacy thong and matching camisole today? ‘ The thought moved through his mind as he slid out of the items before adding them to the load in the washer. He could feel the eyes of the large male staring at him as he rolled his bottom cheeks walking in the thong. He couldn’t help but wonder if he knew the outline in front was a result of his locked chastity cage. Stopping at the sink he turned to look over his shoulder to find the eyes still on his bottom made pretty in the panties. The few months on breast pumps and nipple suckers had given him a slight bump and lifted nipples that had a new texture as they pressed against the satin cami. He had no idea the crushed estrogen pills in his diet smoothies were also adding to his changed appearance. “Ms. Elise this should do…now about that showerhead in your bathroom off the bedroom …shall we have a look-see.” “Yes Philip I’ll walk with you.” “It’s likely I’ll need to strip down to my briefs to get at it with out getting soaked like someone already did.” A smile came on his face as he looked at Thad. He couldn’t help but think how much thinner her husband looked since the last time the handy carpenter had seen him. Elise turned to look at Thad after giving a tug on the belt of her robe. “Baby bring some freshly cleaned towels up…you did fold them correct?” “Yes Maam.” In the bedroom Philip forgot he’d gone commando lifting his sweaty t-shirt off he slid the jean down next. “Geez I guess I forgot to put any on undies.” The comment was enough Elise and Thad turned while sitting on the bed sorting the towels and looked to see him naked. “Why Philip I had no idea you were so well endowed…..come closer… let’s have a look.” With the large male’s penis near him Thad cursed himself as he felt his nipples go hard showing themselves on the material of the soft satin camisole. Elise slid her arm around her husband. “I see I’m not the only one who is getting excited….give me your hand dear.” Trained to obey over the past months Thad reached out only to watch as Elise brought his hand close to the ball-sac. Nervously his free hand moved back his lengthening hair behind his ear as he felt himself touch Philips balls. “Say I’ve been meaning to ask Ms. Elise …what is that bump in his panties there?” “It’s his chastity cage…I have his little plaything locked for safe keeping.” The look on Philips face let him know no self-respecting alpha male would allow his cock to be restrained in such a manner. Looking up at him still caressing his balls Thad seemed to shrink in his presence. “Now sweetie we’ve video’ed you practicing getting my vibrators wet for me this will be very similar.” He could feel the gentle yet firm push to the back of his head. ‘no, no, no, no she’s not going to make me is she?…the thought was drowned out as he felt his lips glide onto the head of the dick. The cock moved about a quarter of the way to hardness then half the more he sucked. It looked so strange to see a hand gently coaxing the cock to stiffness while he had his lips moving along it. Elise knew words of encouragement would help mingled with hints of greater feminizing in the days ahead as only a woman can do she let them come out seductively. “Oh pet very good….maybe I’ve had it wrong all these years…perhaps you really have a desire to explore that women within you….I mean who but a pretty female would have her nipples firm up on sucking a cock of an alpha.” Her hand caressed his cheek while her other gently rubbed his pretty bottom. He lifted his head slightly on feeling the cock go completely hard. “I’m so proud of you…yes you do that just like a submissive girl would…..why this hair of your perhaps we’ll see to getting a new style put to it….there now swirl your tongue…yes you are different these days we both know that….panties camisoles doing your domestic chores like a housewife…..that’s it very nice …just use the pads of your fingers…we could grow your nails out some….put a little clear polish on them……left with no choice you’d have to use just your pads then…. Ohhh baby get him nice and hard for your Domina.” Thad felt his little plaything stretching in the chastity cage. “….Does that feel nice when I play with your nipples…Oh I should have told before how sexy they make you look….why who doesn’t love pretty pouted excited nipples…every woman I now enjoys them…I mean to be blessed with sensitive areolas…..that’s it honey purse your lips run them along the shaft…you’re so talented at fluffing a cock…..” “You’ll have to tell me later maybe we’ll take a nice warm bath together…we can shave each others legs and underarms…..you can let me know if we should try a few bra’s on my pet….you know how open-minded I am….sweetie tickle his frenum underneath….alpha males like that….the soft feminine touch to males so use to always being rough….my lovely little cocksucker…you do that like you want me to cuckold you….as though you want to see your domina of a woman show you how to take a cock…. The more Elise spoke the easier it was to let go more of his masculine inclinations. “I’ll have you snuggle up close by the pillows to watch…..slip your leg under your bottom…that’s how girls sit sometimes….I want to be able to hold your hand while I fuck him…I want to caress your balls knowing your locked in chastity……yes penetration brings with its own reward….are you thinking about it while you suck that cock….what it would feel like if you had a cock moving in and out of you.” Thad let his eyes looked at her as though he was thinking about it. “……there darling pout your lips swirl the pretty tongue along just the head….that’s it I’ve been so selfish I should have known you might enjoy wearing an anal plug to bed…..we’ll have you put in a lovely nightie …the way they caress your skin….they make you feel like your smothered in satin all over……that’s it slip down then bring your wet lips back up as your slide along the shaft again." "….no I don’t think the name pet will do in the days ahead…sure you’re submissive yet that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t think of a cute name…we’ll consider it later ….maybe in that hot bath I spoke of…..I’ve been wanting to teach you more about taking better care of your hair….would you enjoy having me wash it with you?…it’ll benefit you to learn more about feminine grooming…..oh the things we women do to make ourselves pretty….” Elise looked up to see Philip nodding his head as if to say ‘it’s time’. Elise her back half on the mattress half on the white pillows held Thad’s hand as the two watch the male guide his cock in past her swollen lips of her vagina glistening with wetness. Squeezing his hand tighter she let out a grunt on feeling it move all the way inside her. “Oh its so nice to have a real cock inside me….you can see how easily I accommodate his 7”. Thad could feel his own penis shrink a little on hearing her. “Isn’t his girth impressive…why its likely the walls of my vagina canal will feel all of it.” Pulling his panties to the side Elise let her hand lower to gently caress his balls beneath his locked cage. Jostling them see spotted him staring at her breasts as they moved up and down. “Oh breasts feel so nice…don’t they look pretty the way they move back and forth…..now remind me later of what I said about bra’s……ohhhhh fuck yesssss…right there Philip.” Her hand yanked off Thad’s balls as she assertively pulled the male bull-stud closer to her body. Close to his face the stud looked Thad in the eye as if to say ‘you’ll never have a cock like mine’. This time Phil’s hand reached out and held Thad by the balls. He didn’t know what to do so Thad spread his legs as wide as Elise’s were shaking his head in an alpha scoff Philip buried his hands balled into a fist pressing them down on the mattress. In the heat of passion Elise threw her head back and smiled at Thad. “Honey touch his arms…they’re so much stronger then your thin weak ones.” Thad couldn’t help yet think they felt like steel girders as his arm made soft from months of estrogen, T-blockers and moisturizer lotion let his hand moved across the taut muscles. “Babe lets do it with you on all fours…I know just where to put your pet.” Elise could drop her eyes and see Thad’s feet right below her. Laid out underneath her body Thad could look up and see the male stud fucking her while she was on her hands and knees. Every so often the balls would glance across Thad’s face with his cock on its way in and out of her vagina lips. Taking the bait he let his tongue lick at them as they moved. Degrading, humiliating emasculating it was all three as a little too close to the action Thad watched the cock of another service and satisfy his woman. Elise laid her hands on Thad’s ankles using them for leverage as she pushed her pretty butt back on the cock. Turned on at the site Philip had always loved an attractive ass on a female the way it jiggled while being fucked. Moments later she felt the warmness spew out inside her. Philip knew how to put an exclamation point to the cuckolding his balls resting on Thad’s face he lifted up the moment he saw Thad grasp for air. A second later he dropped them down to ’tea-bag’ the balls into his mouth a few times before lifting off. It took a few seconds or so when suddenly the cream started oozing out into his mouth dripping down from Elise’s pussy. The woman dropped and tilted her head sliding some of her long hair to the side and holding it she slid her legs tight to either side of his face holding him still as she watched with a bemused smile on her face. It was official no matter what else could describe him in the future he had been cuckolded by his woman who sealed the conclusion by having him lap up her ‘cream-pie’ as way of acknowledgment. The juice of her vagina seemed to mingle with that of the warm jizz as Thad lapped away at her vagina lips aware that was what was expected from him. Getting used to the unique flavor he soon tried to get as much of it as he could. A few minutes went by with Elise pulling her legs up in tandem she leaned on the thick matted hairy chest of Philip. “Sweetie my lovely cuck…clean him up some with your tongue.” Philip looked at her as if to say ‘you do know I have more lead in my pencil, a guy like me is not a one and done and has lots of bullets in reserve.” Thad scooched down letting his mouth take to cleaning the penis lapping away at the loose cream. Within a few minutes the cock of the bull-stud started to rise once more. All it took was a firm application of the strong arms on Thad’s head for him to have his mouth where the stud wanted it. The cock once more took to getting mostly hard as it shot out the remaining cream as an after thought from Thad’s sucking. The next morning Elise sticking her leg out had her pet of a husband slip on the ankle bracelet with the key dangling off it moments after locking his chastity cage with it. Just as she had with her husband Elise operated with a cohesive strategy. She thought about telling Alice what had happened only a couple weeks back before deciding on a different approach. She slipped the ankle bracelet with the key off and left it so Alice would find it. For those familiar with it they knew it was the sign of a ‘Hot-wife’ who’d had her husband cuckolded. His penis under her control the woman was free to bed any male she cared to. Alice walked in the kitchen with her husband Brad trailing behind. Scruffy in his look he grunted out a hello at Elise aware the two didn’t get along. “Well I must be going lets stay in touch Alice.” End of part one...