Ladies such as me, Cathy and Katrina mentioned above and others such as Madam Chris and Lolo have feminised our husbands through a sense of love and care. I made myself comfortable on the couch and took off my shoes while Tim went to work. He had pulled out the whole player and began messing with the wires. Good girl, such a good girl. Next, I have a blouse for you. I think you're gonna love this one. Put it on and let's see how you look. Its pretty isnt it?” Taking a different way, my cousins asked if they could go through the park, to show me where they hung-out, when younger. So my aunt and mom, carried on, the way we had come, but my sister Debbie, my cousins Miranda and Helen, plus myself, walked through the kissing gate to the park.

No....I....it was just this one time Teresa...I....I don't know what I was thinking. It just happened.”OK, OK, I do like to dress up once in a while, but I swear I never tried on any of Debbie's clothes. Its, uh, its just something I, Oh I don't know how to explain this.” 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.

So gingerly, I began to walk across it, and half way, I began to show off, by standing on one leg. Not good, I lost balance and fell into the pool below, which was deep enough not for me to hurt, but only got soaked.Are you? This changes everything Tim. I don't think I can trust you anymore. When Debbie gets home in a few days the three of us are going to have a long talk about this. I guess you've been dressing up in her things too huh? Oh she is gonna freak!” It was an off-handed comment that I ignored at first, but then later asked her to elaborate on what she meant. She talked about the different components of gender transition: social, medical, and surgical. I may not be dressing publicly in women’s clothes or asking people to recognize me as female, and I certainly don’t have any surgeries planned, but medical transition is just hormone therapy, which I’m now months into. Therefore, I am medically transitioning. Her argument was logical, but I still resisted it. My wife found some dark colored dress shirts for me to wear. "Wear these," she said, "and your coworkers will compliment you." She was right. She bent down so her face was close to mine. “And a good wife is obediant! Isn’t she?” She asked. I nodded my head and answered with a yes Karen. “And since your going to be an obediant wife you will do what ever I tell you to do! Won’t you sissy!” She asked. She was very stern, almost harsh sounding now.

Share with us your pictures on how you and your significant other developed your relationship with your cross-dressing or transgender self. Personally while begrudgingly accepting my fate and going on hormones was difficult and scary it was the right decision for me. It was quite inconvenient for my wife and she knew that upfront but the major advantage to me was a huge attitude adjustment. No longer was this a game where I could walk anytime and pretend that this part of my life never happened, this was a commitment both to myself and to my wife that I was embracing my femininity as a permanent part of my life. Once I started taking those pills gone were the thoughts that this was just a fetish, this was real and permanent in every senses of the way. I believed that it was the pivotal point where I knew I was a woman.

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Tim finished the renovation shortly after I moved out. The apartments all rented out easily, and Tim became the manager and maid. He is continuing school on a part time basis and majoring in psychology. The last time I spoke with him he was dating one of the tenants, a man called Horse. It seems that this day she was taking her little baby girl; all dressed up cute, and adorable, in her best party dress for a special ride. They ended up at this well to do townhouse complex. She stopped the van in the drive way out side of a nice looking townhouse. She beeped the horn twice & the garage door opened so she could pull in. once inside the garage door closed behind her. She got out and came around to the side of the van to open the sliding door and released her new baby from the car seat. She whispered a word in his ear, and he started to act like a 2 -year-old little girl, who talked with a really bad lisp. As she got her baby out of the car seat he grabbed his dolly and asked mommy, do I look really cute mommy? His mommy told him oh yes dear you are the cutest baby girl ever. To which the husband, who was now acting like a little 2 year-old-girl giggles and clapped her hands happily. The wife had her new baby turn around so she could attach a long pink leash, as she let the baby out of the van. She reached over and placed his large adult size penis pacifier hanging on a ribbon from his dress in his mouth. Then she had him walk over to kitchen door entrance in the garage and ring the bell. She gently and cautiously slipped her hand under my dress, then moved it up onto my tummy. “I should make you wear a bra full time as well!” She said teasingly, as she slipped her hand under the lacy elastic waistband of my panties.