My Wife Feminized Me and the Doctor Took Us Both to Task
We went to confront him believing we were in control. It took only for him to close the office door for my wife and me to lower our eyes and obey every word.
We went to confront him believing we were in control. It took only for him to close the office door for my wife and me to lower our eyes and obey every word.
I stopped at the light out of curiosity. An hour later I was on my back, asking her to take it slow, discovering a side of myself I’d spent years pretending didn’t exist.
He was almost forty, lived door to door, and one day invited me for a drink. That night I stopped being the girl on the landing and became his desire.
They said he wasn’t fit to be the lead. But that ass, the producer murmured with the camera on him, that ass has a future in this industry.
He shut the bathroom door, looked at himself in the mirror in the short blouse and wet lace, and knew there was no way back tonight.
Months have passed since Esteban ceased to exist. I wake every morning wrapped in pink silk, ready to serve the woman who rewrote my entire mind.
I thought I had the whole house to myself for four days. I didn’t count on him having keys, cameras, and a curiosity he’d never confessed.
When she came out of the shower and took off the scarf, I discovered Daniela was hiding something that was going to change our beach weekend completely.
I looked in the mirror, bit my lip, and knew that photo would have consequences. It didn’t take three minutes for the key to turn in my lock.
I followed her out into the street convinced it would be just another night. I had no idea what she was hiding under that tight dress or how far she would take me.
Nobody knows. Not even the person I sleep with every night. But when I close my eyes I see myself in front of the mirror, transformed into someone else, ready for him.
I found an old photo tucked away in a drawer, and all at once I knew exactly what I wanted to ask each of them for that vacation.
When I opened the bathroom door and saw Sandra in that little skirt and red-painted lips, I knew the original plan no longer existed.
I went down to the bar’s courtyard at two in the morning because my room was impossible to breathe in. I never imagined I’d end up following her to the little room out back.