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Suburban..PRIMROSE’S PATH It was a warm Summer evening and the modest house at the end of the culde sac, right in front of the woods, had light shining from an upstairsbedroom window. From outside it presented a picture of suburbancontentment but, if you could see inside, something very different washappening. Since we CAN peer through that window, and even enter theroom unseen, dear reader, we can witness what is taking place.”I don’t understand,” Perry said in a small nervous voice. “Every othertime when you’ve gone out… with your friend… I’ve just stayed hereand done my housework. And read those stories you picked for me on thatfiction site.””And now you’re ready for the next step,” she said, sounding perfectyreasonable. “That’s why someone is stopping by to stay with you for theevening.””But… but…” He couldn’t think of any good counter-argument. Thatwasn’t surprising because his wife Shannon had been steadily breakingdown his male personality, eroding his confidence, enslaving himsexually, and feminizing him for the past two years, since right afterthey got married. He sighed and said resignedly, “Yes, dear.”She looked him over and decided, “What you have on right now will befine. No need to change, Primrose.”He despised that feminine version of his real name, which was Perry Ross.Glancing at his reflection in the full-length mirror that hung on theinside of the open closet door, he felt the anger that had started torise suddenly vanishing. How could he possess any forceful emotionswhile looking this way? He was wearing a loose pink blouse that featureda floppy red bow at its neck. The blouse was tucked in under a wideblack plastic belt that ran around a short red skirt with pleats. Hislegs were mostly covered by white knee socks that had images of cherriesall over them. On his feet he had pink and white shoes with red plasticbows and two inch stacked heels. It didn’t help that he was short, hadfine features, and lacked any semblence of muscle tone. His hair wasnot very long but had gel on it, which allowed it to stay swept up in thefront.Perry sighed and let his narrow shoulders sag. “It’s just that I don’twant anyone to see me like this. I mean, Jake sees me whenever he picksyou up. But not some girl I don’t even know. Or…” He shivered atwhat he was thinking. “… or is it a guy?””Actually,” she said with an impish smile, “I’ll let you decide aboutthat.”The doorbell rang and Shannon pointed in that direction, indicating thathe should answer it. He headed there, feeling uncomfortable. No matterhow many times he was around Jake, the shame never lessened. But when heopened the door he got a shock. Standing there, looking down on him, wasa tall figure with a feminine hairstyle but a broad angular face whosemannishness could be softened only so much by artfully applied cosmeticsand the blond curls around it.In a soft but not very high voice the newcomer said, “Hello there. Youmust be Primrose. I’m Violet and I’ll be your… guest… this evening.”Violet had on a long belted coat that covered everything but herstockinged ankles and high heels. Perry licked his lips nervously andstepped aside. Violet whisked past and greeted Shannon by name. Thefeminine figure shed that concealing coat to reveal a mid-thigh length,sleeveless dress with a chain-link belt. The dress and her shoes wereblue. She turned slowly in a full circle to give Shannon a better look.”I like it,” Perry’s wife said. “But I’d need it in a smaller size.”Violet pointed at herself, where a padded bra gave the illusion of modestbreasts and added, “With a bigger bust.”Shannon was rather busty. They both laughed. The startled husbandrealized that he was going to be spending several hours in the company ofwhat had to be a crossdresser. Violet might have had a more masculinebuild than him but she was the more naturally womanlike in posture,movements and body language. Shannon sat on the sofa and patted thespot next to her, where Violet promptly put herself. Shannon askedPerry to get them each a glass of wine and, to his surprise, one forhimself. When he returned with the three drinks on a tray, along withthe bottle, Violet was describing her friend Priscilla, who was learningways to be more girly.Shannon said, “That’s the path I’ve got my Primrose on but she needs somehelp. I want her to be able to… engage… with others.””I understand. It would enable her to fit into that new situation wediscussed when you stopped by the club to talk with me.””Exactly. I mean, she has the general idea but needs to have it all lookless concious, not forced. Like you. And she has to be more relaxed ifthere are any… physical encounters.””But the sweet thing still identifies with her male past. Right?”With a shrug Shannon conceded that, “Even after having no body hair andwearing panties every day for the last year and a half, she stillimagines she’s not meant to be a flagrant fairy.”Violet giggled musically at that term. “I’ve dealt with the type before.You leave everything to Aunt Violet.”They each took a sip of their white wine. Shannon gestured to her spouseand reminded him that it was alright to have some, too. He delicatelytook the stem of the third glass between thumb and forefinger and raisedit to his lips, which were colored by the slightest coating of lipstick.His eye make-up was understated as well. Without being obvious about it,Violet observed everything the uneasy man did. She noted how he stood,where he put his free hand, even the placement of his feet, which werejust the slightest bit too far apart. Then she indicated that he shouldsit alongside her, and couldn’t miss how uncomfortable he was being closeto another feminized male, one who was happy in that guise.The visitor let one thigh make contact with Perry’s leg. He flinched anddrew away. Violet realized this was going to be a challenge… but a funone. Shannon had said in advance that her husband knew better than todisobey. A loud knock sounded on the front door. Perry sprang to hisfeet, delicately set down his glass, and went to answer it, hips swishingbut, Violet considered, maybe a bit too much.When Perry opened the door, Jake was grinning down at him. He winkedbroadly as if they were conspirators, instead of the taller man being theone who was making a cuckold of the other. Perry cringed bolu rus escort and steppedback as Jake moved purposefully away. When Perry returned to the livingroom his bride was standing, sharing an embrace with her lover, the twoof them enjoying an unhurried kiss. Violet was looking on approvingly,while Perry felt the usual distress that always accompanied his wifebeing with Jake. The feminized husband knew all too well that, beforethe evening ended, the pair would have terrific sex.Shannon introduced Violet to Jake, who offered a gentlemanly handshake,while the crossdresser eyed him hungrily. Then Jake mentioned that theyhad dinner reservations and should leave right away. Perry looked onwith worry written all over his face. He didn’t want to be alone with…in the company of… under the power of… Violet. But a few momentslater that’s exactly the situation he was in.”So,” Violet said with a smile. “Are you going to offer ME a glass ofwine?””I… I’m sorry. Would you like some? Yes? I’ll be right back.”He went to the kitchen, relieved to have a least a few moments tohimself. He felt so out of control of what was happening. How could hiswife do this to him? And what had they been referring to earlier, aboutengaging with others and having physical encounters? He didn’t like thesound of that. His hand was shaking so much as he poured that he gotsome wine on the side of the glass, which he was quick to wipe.When he returned and gave the drink to Violet, she (let’s just refer toher that way) accepted it gratefully and indicated a spot alongside her.Even though he didn’t want to, Perry sat. He picked up his glass and sheoffered hers in a toast. As the glasses clinked she spoke.”To new friendships.” Violet took a sip. “And new adventures.” She satback and sighed. “Now honey, I want to see you walk around the room.And relax. I’m not going to bite you. Unless you want me to.”As he rose and took a few tentative steps, he was glad he had onunchallenging shoes. If those had been three-inch spike heels, he wouldhave been even more stressed out. As it was he circled the room slowly,aware of each movement he made. Violet’s practiced eye noted that he hadthe basics down right, but there was room for improvement. Besides, shewanted him to also be able to ‘femme it up’ if the new circumstances shewas considering for him worked out.After he had taken a few tips from her she got up and went to him, armsopened wide, for a congratulatory hug. He accepted it uneasily and shefelt him tremble. Violet intentionally pressed her crotch against himand he was alarmed to feel that, unlike himself, she was well endowedbelow the waist. Perry shuddered but didn’t pull away. He inhaledperfume, a mix of hers and his own, feeling woozy.”You must untense,” she advised, running a hand up and down his back.Her fingers strayed lower and gave his bottom a brief squeeze. “Nicebum. I can’t wait to see it in something that shows it off.”Violet chuckled, sounding female and male at the same time. She stayedthere for several more moments, while he begged wordlessly for it to beover. When she at last released him he moved back cautiously, notwanting to let his unease show, and especially not wanting to do anythingthat would be reported negatively to Shannon.”Now, my pretty Primrose, let’s see you strike a few poses. First, handson hips and… with that cute outfit you’re sporting how about… bendforward a little at the waist and… hmmm… stick out your tongue.”Utterly shamed, he did it anyway. She grinned at the picture he made, astudy of sissy sexiness mixed with visible discomfort. That could haveits uses. She imagined him at the exclusive club where she was employedand got a tingling sensation as she visualized his discomfort and thecustomers’ resultant delight. Violet let him hold that unwanted posewhile she walked around him. Then she thought up a half dozen otherpostures for him to strike — butt thrust out, sucking his thumb, hugginghimself while sticking out his lower lip, hands over where his breastswould be if he was a real girl, crouching and opening his mouth like apole dancer, hands over his crotch and eyes half lidded as if in thethroes of ecstasy — taking lots of time and allowing him a little winebetween moves. Violet tried not to be obvious about it as shesurreptitiously topped off his glass every time it started to get low.Somewhat aided by the alcohol, Perry put a bit of extra effort intoassuming the final poses. That last one he extended an extra half minuteas he rubbed his fingers over his genitals and licked his lips sensually,until he looked at Violet and saw that she was watching him with a newand different type of interest. He straightened up and, to bracehimself, drained what was left in his glass.Seeming to be suddenly struck by an idea, Violet said, “I just thought ofanother exercise to help you get in touch with your girly side,sweetheart. I’m sure Shannon wouldn’t mind if we used your bedroom for awhile. I’d like to see it anyway, after all she’s told me about it.Let’s go.”As if he was being dragged along by an invisible leash, Perry followedwordlessly. Somehow his glass had been filled again and he took italong. His bedroom was a study in pink and rose and white and more pink.Lots of pink. There was a small canopied bed, meant for a young girl,with a bedspread decorated by images of princesses and unicorns andclouds with smiling faces. On the dresser were cosmetics and scents andtwo mannequin heads with wigs perched atop them. Pictures on the wallsincluded fashion models, female pop stars and, to his distress, severalhunky guys with their shirts off. The latter group also all featuredunsubtly bulging crotches. Sometimes if Shannon sent him to bed earlywhile Jake was visiting, so they could have ‘grown-up time’, sheinstructed her husband to stare at those male pin-ups and think aboutwhat it would be like to touch all that exposed skin, feel those firmarms and chests, and maybe go further.”This room is so, so, so pretty, Primrose. You must be thrilled everytime you’re in here.””Y… yes, Ma’am.””Now why don’t we try some more poses. With you on the bed. And I’lljust sit on the edge of the mattress so I can reposition your arms andlegs if I need to.”With a flock of butterflies bolu rus escort bayan fluttering around in his stomach, Perry didas she said. He lay on his side, tugging down the hem of his brief skirtand keeping his thighs tightly together. Violet smirked at his displayof innocence and took up her spot near him. Too close for his comfort.She reached out and patted his calf reassuringly, then let her handlinger there for a moment. He squirmed inwardly but tried not to letwhat he was thinking show.”How about…” Violet said with the tip of one index finger on her smoothchin. “…if you lie on your back with your legs bent and place yourfngertips lightly against your ears. Kind of like you’re thinking aboutsomething pleasant. Like maybe one of those muscle boys you put up onthe wall.”He wanted to protest that those photos hadn’t been of his choosing, butwas too overwhelmed even to speak. He meekly put himself where shewished and moved his hands into position. Violet leaned toward him andmade a small adjustment to one of his hands. She leaned closer andplaced a feather-light kiss on his cheek. He felt his features grow warmand knew he was blushing furiously.Violet whispered, “It’s alright, honey. Honestly. Here, let me prove itwith more of the same.” Suiting her actions to the words, she kissed himagain, this time just as slightly, but on the lips, adding, “See, thatdidn’t hurt. Now did it?”He whispered, “N… no.””And neither will this,” she assured him, pressing her mouth firmlyagainst his.The contact between their lips lasted only seconds but to Perry it waslike minutes. He was shaken up, with even the effects of the wine notcompletely offsetting his discomfort. Violet stroked the bare undersideof his thigh gently, then leaned in for another kiss, but this time hertongue entered his mouth and touched his own. He moaned and blinked hiseyes, trying not to make any move that would be taken for acceptence or,worse, encouragement.”Now there, Primrose,” Violet said, sitting up straight. “That was nice,wasn’t it?”He could only manage a hushed, “Yes.” Perry didn’t want her kissing himbut she was being kind about it, not forcing him or anything. And afternot being allowed to kiss his wife since the priest had said, “You maynow kiss the bride”, part of him welcomed the intimate closeness. Butnot with a guy. Not even one who was so feminine. Perry was straight,he reminded himself. Violet was… something else. This shouldn’t behappening. And yet. And yet. She pushed him up into a sittingposition, took his glass from the bedside table, and fed him its entirecontents before letting him recline once more.Violet slipped a hand up under his skirt and placed it firmly against hiscrotch. She massaged his small penis expertly through the bikini-cutpanties he wore and he let out a shuddering groan. Against his will, hislittle dick began to grow. She massaged it expertly and it rose to itsfull, thought unimpressive, length. Violet delivered another kiss, thisone with plenty of tongue action and, despite himself, Perry responded inkind. They stayed that way for a few minutes while he shoved his hipsupward, seeking more of the exciting stimulation she provided. Violetgave him just enough to keep him under her spell, but not enough to sendhim over the top. He was really susceptible to a few glasses of wine.Low tolerence. Typical sissy sub.Her talented fingers crept upward. He was disappointed to have themleave his dick but, when they found one of this nipples through the softmaterial of his blouse, he forgot all about that. The new sensation shecaused was electric. He wriggled under her expert ministrations whileshe lavished more deep kisses on him, also nibbliing his ear and bitinghis neck. Then she got up on her knees, straddling him, and unbuttonedhis blouse completely, at the same time flipping up his skirt in front soshe could press her big cock against his much smaller version of manhood,the two lengths seperated only by their thin panties.Perry kept telling himself this was all so wrong, yet it felt so right.He at last started to form words of protest, except that was exactly whenViolet’s mouth reached his nipples, first one and then the other. Ifhaving her fingers on them had felt amazing, experincing her lips andtongue in the same locations drove him to complete distraction.He was under her sensual spell and she knew it. Violet slowed down,keeping him simmering but not allowing him to boil over. Her mouth andhands roamed freely, teasing and tickling, never letting him regaincontrol of his thoughts, keeping him in a haze of arousal. She asked ina husky but erotic voice if he wanted her to stop. Part of him did wantthat but his libido answered in the negative. She was free to do as shepleased, Violet congratulated herself as she eased downward. Her fingerswent under the elastic waist of his panties and gingerly lowered them.Perry’s stiff dick popped free, amusingly small but well formed. Sheblew on it lightly and he quivered. Violet was actually a size queen,agreeing with the idea that bigger is better, but a girl has to do what agirl has to do, and she had until the end of the evening to take Perrywhere he needed to go.He was whimpering and taking deep shuddery breathes when his member wassuddenly swallowed up and possessed by a warm wet mouth. He wanted toobject and almost managed to do it, but then she reached upward and hernimble fingers found both his receptive nipples. Perry mewled loudly andgave in to the inevitable. Violet smiled while still sucking hisminiature cock. It was so much fun to seduce and ravish a straight guy,as she knew from experience. Kinky, kinky, kinky.With lots of practice behind her, Violet was able to keep taking him tothe brink and then backing off, over and over, while his sexualtemperature remained at its peak. The pleasure he was receiving wasunlike anything he had ever known before. He didn’t want it to everstop. She disengaged for a moment and raised her head just enough thattheir eyes could meet.”Primrose,” she said silkily. “If I keep on making you feel good andthan finish you off, you ARE going to do the same for me. Aren’t you?”Her fingers didn’t stop toying with his sensitive nipples while shespoke. “Mmmm?”He could only answer, “Yes,” because rus escort bolu his mind was deep in the sissy zoneand was temporarily out of touch with what remained of his masculineself.Violet’s skilled mouth went back to work and she took him through severalmore peaks and valleys of edging. At last, while he panted and madesmall plaintive sounds, she began to suck with added energy. It didn’ttake long before he shot his limited load. He hadn’t been permitted tofinish for a long time and Violet thought that added to the flavor of hisspunk. There wasn’t much of it from his undersized balls, but it wasyummy. She kept her mouth locked around him until he had ridden out along descent from the summit.Being bigger and stronger than him, it was easy for her to sit him upwith his legs over the side of the bed. She dropped her panties and hesaw Violet’s pubic hair, shaved down to just a narrow ‘landing strip’,and her male parts, which were enviably large. She put her hands on theback of his head and drew his face forward until his lips were touchingher shaft. It began to grow at once and she told him softly that heshould kiss it. He smooched the underside several times and caused it toswell to a full seven thick inches. Under her tutelage he licked, tookthe fat head into his mouth, sucked and swirled.”That’s right,” she said soothingly. “Suck, swirl and swallow. You’re anatural, Primrose. Don’t think. Just let your sissy instincts takeover. Don’t stop, sweetness. Flick the tip of my cock with the end ofyour tongue. That’s my girl. Keep it up. See if you can take in a fewmore inches, baby. Ohhhhh, yes. Now work your head forward and back.Use your hand to play with my balls. Be gentle, dearest… it’s my firsttime.” Violet laughed at that obvious untruth. “Don’t rush me.Remember how long I kept you going.”Perry told himself that he was confused. That it was the wine making himdo this. And that he was afraid of Shannon punishing him if hedisappointed Violet. Or maybe even Jake making him pay. He didn’t wantto end up over Jake’s firm thighs, his soft bottom in the air, with thebig man spanking him hard and making him weep. Perry told himself allthat while he kept mouthing that hard meat, tasting Violet’s pre-cum. Hekept his eyes closed as she grew more vocal. It was really going tohappen. He was going to suck her off all the way and have to gulp downher cream, which he was sure there would be plenty of.She stoked his hair and murmured to him as her passion continued tomount. When she orgasmed it wasn’t violent, just her cock pulsing andejaculate filling his mouth, running down the back of his throat, sealinghis fate as a sissy cocksucker. He felt like he was spiralling downward.Hot tears ran dover his flushed cheeks. Sperm leaked from the corners ofhis colored lips. He sniffled. It was his initiation into a new life.After it was completely over, Violet snuggled against him, bringing herface close to his. She kissed him hard on the lips, thrusting her tongueinto his mouth so that each of them tasted their mixed cum. Shewhispered calming words to him as he continued to sob. She loved thatshe had taken his oral virginity but also wanted him to remember this aspostively as possible. After all, she intended for him to be doing itoften, with a variety of cocks, once he began his career at the club.A few hours later Shannon and Jake returned. He looked well satisfiedand she appeared well banged. They found Violet on the sofa by herself.She held a silencing finger up to her lips and signalled them closer.In a hushed voice she said, “Everything went fine. He’s sleeping like ababy in that charming bed of his. I drove him crazy when I gobbled hislittle dick, then had him devouring mine like a real slut-in-the-making.”She smiled proudly.”So,” Shannon wanted to know, “do you think he’d work out at the club?””I’m sure. He’d make a perfect server, going from table to table halfnaked, with all the guys ogling him and stuffing dollar bills into thefront of his posing strap. A lot of the customers get off on sissies whohave tiny dicks like Primrose does. And they won’t be able to keep theirhands off her divine ass. She’ll do great, serving drinks at first andthen, after she gets broken in, serving cocks.”Shannon laughed and Jake grinned. Perry’s wife wanted to know, “Youreally think you can turn him into a full-time man-swallower?””He’ll get plenty of on-the-job training from the other girls. I can’twait to see him when he meets Black Dahlia, Cherry Fizz, DD Dolly, andChubby Cheex. They’ll all give him tips on blowjobs… while he’s goingdown on them.””How far do you think he’ll get into his new role? Will he become atotal fairy?””No. I’ve seen his type before. He’ll stubbornly cling to his maleimage of himself. That’s the beauty of it. He’ll get further andfurther into being girly, servicing guys, and performing with the otherbad ladies in sex scenes on stage. But he’ll never commit entirely, andthat’ll keep him feeling ashamed the entire time. When the clientelerealizes that he’s one of those, some of them won’t be able to wait to bewith him, make him do nasty stuff, and have him in group action withthem. He’s going to be a big hit but he’s going to hate it as much as helikes it. Perpetual conflict. Always wanting it and then regretting itafterwards.””That’s ideal,” Shannon said with a malicious glint in her eyes. “Ican’t wait to get him started. How about tomorrow night?””No, we’ll begin on Monday evening. Slow night. I want to keep movinghim along in baby steps. He was easy to manipulate while I was here butI don’t want to overload him. Let me bring him along gradually. Keephim off balance about who he really is and why he gets turned on by menpawing him and pushing their tools into his mouth. Like I said, hisguilt will be a great selling point.””Guilt.” Shannon savored the word as if she could taste it. “This isgoing to be so much fun.” She turned to Jake. “And it’ll have me turnedon all them time, transforming him into a super-sissy. So you’ll get thebenefits of that. I’ll want you every night.”He told her, “And you should try that other idea I had. After we screw,your pansy husband should eat your pussy while it’s full of my sauce.”She said, “Why not? He’ll be getting plenty of that to eat at work, soone more serving won’t hurt.”Violet nodded. “And letting him have that much contact with your body,even though he’ll be slurping down sperm while he’s doing it, will givehim a lifeline to his male sex drive, and make it that much harder forhim to live his new sissy life. Your Primrose is going to spend a lot ofyears going down her new path.”

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