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I am a cross-dresser who
has for years enjoyed looking and acting like a woman.
Lulu, my wife, started to enjoy this side of me once she
discovered how easily she could dominate
me.
She likes to expose my transvestitism to unsuspecting
souls.
At first it was something simple like holding panties up
to my waist while shopping for lingerie. But it has
progressed to her telling me to buy specific items like
a pink bra, a red garter belt or a black teddy. She also
insists that I tell the sales clerk that the items are
for
me. I will be severely punished if I don't comply, so
when we go into the lingerie department and asked what
we're looking for, I will answer, "A pink bra. I wear a
36A." It never fails to raise eyebrows. I love the
embarrassment of it all.
My wife loves to embarrass me outdoors too. We will go
to a public tennis court with me dressed in a white
shirt and shorts with bright pink panties and a bra that
will clearly
show through underneath. It never fails to provoke
stares. I have also gone to the tennis courts wearing a
tennis dress with full makeup and a blonde wig. I'm
quite convincing when dressed as a girl, so this doesn't
bother my game. But what does bother it is the fact that
I'm also wearing tight nipple clamps and have a
butt
plug in place.
Lulu thinks I should experience womanly feelings and
adventures as much as possible. So in bed I must be
ready to accept her strap-on dildo and open my mouth so
she can feed
me my semen when I come. I also make regular visits to a
beauty saloon for wig styling and facials.
A real surprise came a few weeks ago. Our tenth
anniversary was fast approaching, and we had talked
about exchanging vows again. We had arranged to hire a
minister in a small chapel and have another couple, our
best friends, stand up for us. This would be on a
Wednesday night, and we would take off the rest of the
week for a second honeymoon. I
should have known nothing is as expected when Lulu is
involved.
She called me at work and told me to meet her at a
bridal shop later on so we could get fitted. I thought
she meant that I would be renting a tux. But when I
arrived at the shop she was inside talking to the owner.
they gave me a strange smile when I walked in. The owner
looked at me and said, "Yes, I have something will fit
him perfectly."
She disappeared into the back and before I could ask
Lulu what was going on, the owner reappeared carrying a
long white wedding gown. She instructed me to follow her
to the
changing room. My wife followed us carrying a bag which,
I soon discovered, contained my wig, makeup, underwear
and padding. I was informed that this time, I was to be
the
bride! "It's something every woman wants to experience,"
said Lulu.
Soon I was standing in front of a full-length mirror
looking at the blushing bride: me. Then I remembered the
wedding plans. "What about the minister?" I asked. "He
will never agree to this. And what about Mel and Carla?"
"The minister is fresh out of the seminary and welcomes
any practice he can get," my wife said. "Mel is going to
be the best man, and Carla is going to be your
attendant.
I couldn't believe she had told our friends about my
cross dressing. How could I ever face Mel again?
The night of the wedding, Lulu came in to see how I was
doing getting dressed. I was surprised to see Carla and
her wearing matching dresses.
"Gee, I thought you'd be wearing a tux," I said, "not
dressed like the maid of honor."
"Oh, no," Lulu laughed. "I said Carla was your attendant
I'm your maid of honor."
"But you are the groom!" I exclaimed.
"I can't very well marry another woman. Remember you're
the cross dresser in this family, not me."
"Then who's the groom?" I was getting worried now.
"Just like a woman to be nervous on her wedding day,"
Lulu said turning to leave. "See you down front. Don't
forget to say your `I do's" nice and loud."
Carla walked over to me, kissed me on the cheek and
said, "You are a very beautiful bride." Then, barely
holding back the laughter, she added, "I'm sure you'll
make him very
happy. Enjoy your honeymoon."
What did she mean by that? I wasn't nervous now. I was
just plain scared. What had Lulu cooked up this time?
Just then I heard the music begin, my cue to start down
the isle.
When I looked down front, there stood Carla and Lulu,
smiling at me. On the other side stood Mel, his mouth
was wide open. I was hoping that meant he was Impressed
with how I looked.
I nearly fainted when I saw the man next to Mel. He was
about six feet tall, quite nice looking, and a total
stranger to me. Where had Lulu gotten this guy? Did he
know who or what I was?
As I got to the front, I looked at my wife, handing her
my flowers. She whispered, "I love you." Then I turned
as the minister began talking. He was so young. He
looked as if he
was fresh out of high school. He instructed us to face
each other and repeat the vows. I looked at this guy
standing next to me. He looked deeply into my eyes and
smiled warmly. My knees almost gave way. He was holding
my hands and saying, "I do."
"Lulu," I thought, "when are you going to call this
off?" I heard myself say a week "I do." My God, what
about the kiss? m I supposed to kiss this guy? I've
never kissed a guy in my life. Just then he lifted my
veil. I felt my head tilt up and my eyes close. I felt
something warm on my lips, softly at first then with
steadily increasing pressure.
His arms were around me, pulling me tight against him.
He was so strong. My hand was on his back and I was
pulling him closer. I was really kissing him, and what a
kiss! Then the music started, and everyone was talking
at once. Lulu was hugging me, telling me how proud she
was of me, asking how I felt. Before I could answer,
Carla gave me a kiss, saying what a beautiful wedding it
was.
Then Mel came over, saying he wanted to kiss the bride,
and gave me a big kiss on the lips, and said, "Hey, a
girl only gets married like this once." he seemed so
accepting of me.
Lulu was saying, " Come on, newlyweds, let's cut the
cake and open the presents."
My "groom," who I learned was named Ron, took my hand
and led me up the isle. On the way he said, "You're very
beautiful. I'm glad I got to be a part of this." Then he
stopped and kissed me again. I was surprised that I was
not repulsed by this and in fact enjoyed kissing him
back.
I heard Lulu call out, "Come on, you two, save it for
the honeymoon."
"Very funny, Lulu," I thought. "Don't make jokes like
that in front of everyone." Just then Ron gave my hand
another squeeze, and I blushed.
We all laughed as we went through the typical
cake-cutting-and-feeding ritual. Then came the gifts.
Mel and Carla gave us a bottle of champagne. Ron said,
"She may need that." Then Lulu gave us each a box.
Inside mine I found an envelope and a beautiful long
flowing nightgown which I was told to hold up. Then I
opened up the envelope and read out-loud the note
inside.
"Every girl dreams about her wedding and fantasizes
about her honeymoon. To complete your trip into
womanhood, I am giving you a honeymoon. You and Ron are
registered at a
hotel for the next four days. Your clothes and
everything you need are already there. Have a good time.
And don't worry, all girls are nervous on there wedding
night."
I looked to see Mel and Carla smiling and Lulu wearing a
big grin. Then I looked at Ron who was also smiling. He
then showed me what was in his box: a large tube of KY
lubricating jelly!"
Lulu whispered in my ear, " I want to hear all about it
when you get home."
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