Jacqui

John could only throw himself on Barbara's mercy, explaining
about Jacqui and begging her not to disclose his secret yearning
for feminine garments. "Very well she replied", indicating her
long held contempt for all men which derived from her former
husband's behavior in leaving her for a much younger woman. "I
have always wanted a sissy male to serve me and you should fit
the bill nicely. I will make you sorry that you intruded into my
privacy and you can expect ample humiliation to be coming your
way. I won't share this with your wife for now, but if you don't
follow my instructions, you can bet your pantyclad ass she will
find out about you quickly."

"Tell your wife that you must work next Saturday and be here
at 9 a.m. Wear your bra and pink satin panties and be sure to
bring along a waist cincher, garter belt, stockings, heels and a
butt plug. I will begin your training as a humiliated sissy
shemale. Don't ever expect the pleasure of wearing my feminine
finery, although I may allow you to earn the privilege of
worshipping it as a symbol of my superior body and your weakness.

Needless to say, John thought of Saturday with both fear and
anticipation, knowing that he could indulge his love of lingerie,
while at the same time he could be humiliated by this striking
creature as she feminized him still further.

Getting out of the house already wearing his bra and panties
was a problem because the bra was clearly visible through his
shirt. However, he quickly got to his car without being seen by
the neighbors. On the other end, he was not so lucky as he had to
walk a distance. Of course he encountered a group of teenaged
girls who were chatting and giggling with youthful exuberance. He
could not avoid them and although it made him nervous he wanted
to see the outlines of their brassieres, even though doing so
increased his risk of exposure. How he envied their developing
breasts, swelling inside lovely lacy bras.