Enforced Transformations ~ Men Forced to Crossdress

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Karen: Come over this saturday around 12. My parents are going away for the weekend so i have the house to myself. this is the perfect opportunity, c'mon.

I think all have general merit but I can offer my own situation as a 4th: I am dating a former pro ** who is MUCH more experienced than I am in the ** world - something we’ve stayed away from so far. We have our own homes but she has said that she wants us to move in together. I would have done this already except she has said that when we do it will be with me accepting the “in house” role of her “sissy maid”/“little girl”. This has caused me to drag my heels until I fully understand what this really means. (Unlike many on here, my experience is zero and it’s all internet fantasy stuff to me). Finally my day at work was done and that included going to the restroom and changing my pad and tampon every two hours. I returned home with my soiled feminine products in baggies to show that I had done it. It was really disgusting.

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I read all these comments and they seem to break down into 3 broad categories: (1) my wife feminized me, now I love it; (2) I want/wanted my wife to feminize me and she doesn’t like it; and (3) you’re all pathetic sissy boys inside so just be honest about it. At last it was midnight and my period was over, but first I was led into the bathroom to see some of the tampons and sanitary napkins I had used. What a pile and that was only about a third of what I used. She said she would leave them there for a day or two to remind me of period. I don’t know why, but I put my smooth nylon covered feet through that slip then pulled up up around my middle while Karen slipped something into the cups of my bra. “This will help fill out that bra of yours!” She exclaimed playfully, kneading the now protruding mounds with her fingers several times.

In November 2014, an appeals court in Malaysia overturned a state law that barred Muslim men from dressing as women in a historic victory for the country’s transgender women. Next morning, my wife came up to me and she looked much calm that the night before. I apologized to her once again and told her I would really stop crossdressing. She then held my hand and told me it was okay and she wasn’t angry at me. I felt a little relieved but still very embarrassed. We talked about my crossdressing for many hours that day and she told me it was okay as long as I wasn’t gay and had no interest in her. I told her I really loved her and crossdressing was just something I did for excitement and I was not gay. Feminine Periods are not fun and Mistress Rosemarie just told me that from now on I could expect a full 5 or 6 day period each Month. I am not a happy sissy camper.

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Too bad. I had a couple of outfits now. I loved the one yellow floral dress, because it was such a soft material, and when I whirled around, it would swish against the pantyhose, and send shivers up and down my spine. I just loved it! It turned me on so much! But one day, even in full dress, it didn’t seem like enough. I wanted more! Nobody was home, so for the first time, I left my room dressed as a girl. I was *so* afraid that someone would look in the windows and see me! He disguises himself as a woman to meet the requirements of religious ritual. In his notes to The Greek Myths, Robert Graves states that ritual crossdressing occurred during the long transition from a matriarchal religion and rule to patriarchy as “the king deputized for the Queen at many sacred functions, dressed in her robes, wore false breasts, borrowed her lunar axe as a symbol of power, and even took over from her the magical art of rainmaking”. My hands were quivering as I removed all the tags and such from the lace and satin bra, which I wrapped around me and fastened closed. Once I had done that I slipped the elastic straps up my arms and into place on my shoulders. Now you little sissy bitch!” She said folding her arms under her breasts. “Who’s the boss around here?” She asked. I blinked a couple of times then softly replied that she was. She nodded as a big smile appeared on her face. “That’s right you little sissy c*nt! And since your now my wife! You will do everything a faithful little wife should do for her husband! Understand?” She asked loudly. I nodded.