'Just one little pill'. pt 1
“You’re just one little pill away from starting.”
Moving close she whispered the question.
“Do you want to feel the beauty of femininity blossoming inside you.”
Her hand gently caressed his balls knowing it would make the decision come easier. Her luscious breasts slid alongside his body.
“Breasts feel so enjoyable to have…..lovely feminine nipples…so sensitive so womanly…nice sized areolas…something so pretty they make you want to feel lips licking them…sucking on them…..the way the milk inside moves…how gorgeous you’ll feel putting on your pretty bras.”
This time Therese briefly wiggled and toyed with her own luscious breasts to prove her point knowing his had been percolating for months ready to burst forth only needing a growth spurt to make it official.
“Yes just one little pill away…ready to unleash the power of estrogen…..just ask any one of them….every woman I know just loves the feeling of estrogen…and think of those tan-lines…everyone at the beach or pool staring at you saying look how pretty Sheila is…we already know you like petticoats and heels…can you picture yourself wearing pretty dresses and skirts every day…doing your hair and makeup…you skin feels so soft …it was like you were meant to be in chiffon…I can tell you’d enjoy feeling a cock explode inside you…why even your clitty would get wet without being touched on feeling all that man-juice fill you up.”
Her hand reached behind sliding between his legs tapping the center of the butt plug making it vibrate. Her husband looked down thinking ‘why do high heels have to feel so sexy to wear’.
“Sweetheart just one little pill and you can let the woman within come out…darling we’d love to add another member to our tribe…another gurl welcomed to the world of femininity…so many males are turning femme surrendering to the power of estrogen…"
"...can you see yourself going to the salon the have your hair and nails done…maybe add some highlights to your long hair.,..why you can even have your lips plumped out…we’ll have an open marriage…we’ll go out on weekends and let ourselves get picked up by real men….think how nice those lips would feel wrapping around a hard cock…they make a gurl look so innocent…cocksucker lips always turn men on.”
He started moaning feeling the vibrations coming from the anal plug activating new nerve endings inside him.
“Yes Sheila I can see you spreading your legs lifting them up hoping you’ll be mounted…surrendering to your gentle yielding nature…you know you’d make for a lovely bride…we could renew our vows….once your breasts develop we can even have them augmented…just one little pill…do you know how pretty you’d look in a wedding gown...a large ample bosom on full display….your tiny waist getting so small from corset training…just one small pill….under your lace embroidered veil your face looking so beautiful.”
“As I said it’s your choice I’d never force you…though I would add you’ll likely enjoy the results….now that you’ve become so domesticated you’ll make for a lovely wife.”
Just as quick as she had started the vibrating plug she swiftly stopped it knowing he’d likely want more.
‘Sheila’ couldn’t take it any longer her words were too powerful he had to have it....her husband was ready to surrender. Secured to the metal BDSM cross he gave a brief tug to his restraints before shaking his lengthy hair hoping to move some off it his forehead.
“Yes Mistress please take me to the Lady pond.”
Therese popped it in. Holding the bottle up she let him sip the water. He hadn’t even realized his woman had put him on female hormones months earlier
“That’s a good gurl…see how easy that was,…just think you’re on the way to new Ladyland …another male of a husband that’s welcomed the light of the feminine.”
She stepped back adjusting the tri-pod she zoomed the lens of the camera in for a close up.
“Mistress DLC is going to enjoy seeing one of her gurls getting wet while secured to the wall….you know how much she insists her femmed boi’s learn to like the world of BDSM…what better way to show it then climaxing with a butt plug inside them….it’ll be fun to see it on your page later…put there for any and all to see when they visit ‘DarkladysFemdomina.com’.”
Sheila watched as his Domina Therese walked to him tapping the plug once more before pulling back. Truth was the female hormones were already working their magic. Therese thought he looked lovely and had all the makings of becoming even more of a lovely transwoman as her training of her husband continued.
The budding t-girl slid his hips back and forth he looked so pretty in the high heels, thigh-high stay-ups and the panties and bra. The padding of the bra pushed against the satin-like material giving his chest a shapely look. His face made pretty from the attention to detail of the makeup his eyes showed he was moving into subspace. That place where he lost all control over bodily functions in pursuit of an orgasm.
“Eeewwww, eeewwww, eeewwww…ohhhh Domina….ohhhhhhh…eeewww yessss….eeeewwww…yes….eeewwww I’m going to climax.”
“Very nice pet Dominatrix Camille will enjoy seeing this…you know how much she likes her t-girls advancing in the direction of their femininity.”
Therese put him to bed closing the door that had the plague ‘Maid Sheila’ on it. Lying on the mattress beneath the covers in her master bedroom she’d made her own Therese thought back to how it had all started as she drifted off.
The woman next to her in the salon smiled as she asked.
“Are you an on top kind of woman?”
“S’cuse me..I didn’t catch that.”
“My name is Donna…I see your married …just making conversation why we get our nails done. Me I like being on top when I have sex…..if I may ask how’s your sex life?”
Therese thought ‘what sex life?....mine has been dormant for so long I’d need to consult the manual’.
“Actually pretty dull to be honest….my name is Therese….he spends a lot of time in his man-cave in the basement now that I think of it.’
“You ever check his internet habits Therese…males need to come near every day. If you’re not getting it in bed than it’s likely he’s beating off watching his Pc.”
The woman smiled as she said it.
“You know they just can’t keep their hands off it….as a general rule I think the lot of them are so immature… on some level they act like children quite often.”
“Now that I think of it…..you’re probably right on that score Donna….he’s been on the world’s longest losing streak both in and out of bed…a few months back I quietly began monitoring his investing…he’s not too good at that lately…least not like he used to be so I’ve had to step up and stem the losses with my own investing. He doesn’t know it…you know how sensitive they are to being told they’re not good at something…especially if a woman’s telling them.”
Therese looked down at the pleasant looking Asian woman doing her nails.
“Let me have the Kobalt blue Lin Wa.”
“Yes Ms. Therese…you pretty Lady…your nails look pretty polish blue.”
Donna looked at Therese.
“You ever think of taking control over your husband…if you’re the one really making the money that can be leveraged…she who has the gold makes the rules….not to mention bringing under control his likely masturbation habits.”
“You really think he’s masturbating Donna…I’ve always thought that is like cheating….and here we are....I haven’t had sex in ages all caught up keeping us from financial difficulties....and I’m still the one mostly cleaning the house and doing the cooking.”
“It is like cheating he’s using another woman’s body for his pleasure…one could make the case what’s the difference if she is in the room or not.”
Her hand tapped Therese’s leg.
“You poor thing…you’re coming with me …we‘ll go to my club we have the most delightful steam and sauna room…leave a message let him know he can make his own dinner tonight.”
Therese gave a tug to the towel letting it hold along the shelf created by her ample bosom. She collected her hair putting it in a sloppy bun using a few ‘bobby-pins’ from off the counter in the ladies locker room.
Donna bent at the waist sliding the panties to the floor before letting her hands move behind to unhook her bra without looking. A kick with her foot at each landing in the open locker as she stood up enjoying the feeling of her large breasts swinging free an unencumbered.
Approaching Therese she could see the woman staring at her lovely expansive areolas and nipples. Hips held still she shook her breasts sideways.
“Don’t you love being a woman it’s so nice feeling superior.”
As the perspiration increased inside the sauna Therese undid her towel and used it to wipe her face. For some reason she couldn’t help but stare at Donna’s nipples she’d always enjoyed seeing full round breasts crowned with large areolas.
“Go ahead …touch’em…they’re pretty aren’t they?”
“You know what I like doing…I’ve done it with my last three I’ve dated the last 5 years…I enjoy turning them trans. It so enjoyable to take a male and turn him into a woman….it’s such a power rush….you should consider it for your husband.”
Donna looked up from her knees while still licking Therese’s pussy.
“How would I accomplish that?.... ohhh fuck your tongue feels so nice Donna.”
“All it takes is one little pill Therese….. just to get started…”
Donna flicked the bean of the clit letting her tongue slide back and forth on it quickly. Therese squirmed moving her hips from side to side.
“Oh yes right there right there…ohhhh damn I forgot how nice it is having a woman between my legs.”
Pivoting her left leg came to rest on the imported tile on the bench seat. Her hand clutched at her breast while Donna used her mouth to slide along the labia.
Donna moved to sit next to Therese as her two fingers slid in Therese’s vagina.
“Suck on my nipple would you Therese.”
Flipping her wrist she held the breast as best she could while lowering her mouth to Donna’s left breast. The woman had learned long ago to use the finger inside Therese’s pussy like she was calling someone close moving it as though saying come here. Therese pulled off slamming her hands on the warm tile she looked to Donna.
“Ohhh yes …we’re almost there…another few…ohhhh yessss…ohhhh yesssss….kiss me pretend you’re my lover…eewww those fingers …yesss almost, almost….ohhhhh….dear goddess above yesssssss…there it is….oh I’m climaxing…”
Therese screeched out the last ‘eeeeeewwwww’ before pulling Donna in for an embrace. Catching her breath she gently ran her hands along the outline of Donna’s milky breasts as she listened.
“We’ll put him on estrogen…then you can watch his masculinity slip away as the alpha woman in you takes over the relationship. The next 6 months or so you just go along as though nothing has changed…put yourself in a position to assume full control over things…and then we’ll strike….I’ll get you some software that will track his keystrokes. It will give you the proof to confront him and get him back on his heels. Combine that with the terrible performance of his financial missteps will only add to the logic of you assuming power being the one to become the decision maker.”
“Lie back Donna…use the towels for a pillow…it’s your turn to sound like a young girl who just discovered she could orgasm.”
“Oh that sounds lovely Therese no one can lick a vagina quite like another woman…now those hormones I spoke off I’ll have them in with packets of smoothie mixes…you have him drink them every day as part of a diet you’ll put him on. With pureed fruit and a little honey they’re quite addictive…once he has a taste he’ll want them all the time.”
The months after she’d met Donna Therese spent her time collecting evidence of his porn habits until there was enough documentation it couldn’t be denied. She’d also discovered he had wasted money going to strip clubs. Biding her time with him being on female hormones and t-blockers for over 6 months she was ready to strike.
As fate would have it the day he was let go from work gave her the final piece to make her case and have the confrontation.
With a pile of items and lingerie she’d found sitting on the cocktail table Therese started his journey into an authentic Female Led Relationship by carrying the one-sided discussion.
“Femdom….what the hell is that Jeff…what’s this other one BDSM babes?...or how about this site…. those guys are wearing maids uniforms….I had no idea you were into kink….well my deceitful husband….. babes, bondage, femdom, male maids you’re about to get more than you bargained for….and in spades…..and to think you longer have a job so I’ve become the breadwinner…well that means you’ll be the one doing the housework, don’t even think about trying to find another one instead I’ll have you stay home and we’ll see how you like being the domesticated one in our marriage."
As she finished she mumbled out 'I've told you before...masturbating is the same as cheating'.
Jeff feeling contrite didn’t have the energy to argue as he sat on the couch listening while nodding his head in agreement. His body thinned out from the dieting and smoothie mixes of female hormones he seemed to have lost his former male aggressiveness.
The maid’s uniform he’d bought over the internet was one of those cheap ones that couldn’t hold its form. The tiny apron was tied in back sitting off kilter needing an adjustment. Nervously he held still wearing the stay-up stockings and high heels as Therese handed him the tiny lock.
’’Hold this while I secure ‘your’ BDSM collar….all right give it to me.”
Jeff cringed as they both could hear the lock snap closed before Therese next tied the matching white ribbon in back holding his ponytail. Now she was glad she had playfully insisted he grow his hair out. It’s one thing to fantasize about wearing a collar and a whole other matter being put in one that is locked by a dominant intent on controlling a person.
“Your locking it? but that means it doesn’t come off.”
“It can come off…when I want it to…take to your chores Maid Sheila.”
“Yes Sheila…don’t question me again…heels, stockings you’re in a maid’s uniform that you bought….and I haven’t forgotten that women’s bikini in your collection of panties either…. but we will have to get you a more professional looking uniform if not a prettier one…you’re doing housework…so why not Maid Sheila?…turn this way and smile…I wonder what our divorce lawyers would say of your outfit.”
The comment was enough to have him turn mute if not compliant.
Red in the face Jeff fluffed out the pillow somehow when sitting in front of his Pc screen wanking looking at male maids the incongruity of it had seemed more sexually exciting. The flash on her phone went off letting him know Therese was taking more pictures.
Smoothing out the comforter he let out a slight whimper. Therese walked over to Jeff slipping her hand under the hem she felt it.
“Your panties are damp…my goodness you’re getting aroused being a maid.”
A stern look on her face the woman shook her head feigning irritation. She thought it likely the 7 months of female hormones were showing themselves on hearing his gentle reply.
“I’m sorry Therese.”
“When you're finish doing the beds come downstairs to the kitchen…. I want all your present underwear and t-shirts in a hefty bag….everything that means check the laundry room.”
The woman pushed the envelope of her dominance by demanding the prefix in front of her name. Designed to further separate their former even relationship balance of power the more he said it in the days ahead the more Therese would be viewed as the loving female authority figure by him.
“That’s no way for a maid to address her superior understood….so it’s Ms. Therese or Ma’am maid Sheila ….say yes Ma’am…Ms.Therese.”
Somewhere between emasculated-passive and feminine-docile he softly replied.
“Yes Ma’am…Ms. Therese.”
Jeff remembered the day the chastity cage he’d ordered arrived at his office. Late at night with Therese upstairs sleeping he would slip it on too afraid to actually lock it concerned he might not be able to unlock it if he somehow lost the key. He would put a pair of panties over it and visit his favorite porno sites before taking it off to have an enjoyable wank.
In the kitchen Therese tied his hands in back then put the chastity cage on the table for him to see. The moment he saw it he knew he should have never ordered it as Therese spoke.
“The lock this came with was too cheap and flimsy…this one is a Master….coming in all kinds of sizes you know that company make the best locks. I’ve been product researching do you know they now have some chastity cages with the locking mechanism built in?…it makes for a much better look especially when in panties.”
Moderate in size Jeff’s 5” penis was easily captured behind the 3 metal rings as they spiraled off the circular round base holding his balls in place. It wouldn’t take long before he felt the true mental effect of losing control over the body part.
“There all safe and sound…it’s a wonder more women haven’t learned of the benefit of using these….why the world would be a lot safer place likely free of war with women running it keeping males locked in chastity.”
She playfully jiggled his balls feeling the sense of power and control she now had.
“Now as to your schedule, I’ve laid out a plan for each area of the house that needs to be addressed on a daily basis. Besides doing all the housework you’ll find the next few months will be very educational as to how I like to dress and do my hair and makeup. You’ll be learning about all the different kinds of lingerie a woman has and what pieces of intimate wear go best with what coordinated outfits.”
A loving kiss to his cheek she finished with saying ‘..step into your panties dear a whole new world of feminine enlightenment awaits’.
End of part 1 …