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Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 10

By: clarepanties



Morning came and Louise and I again made love before showering, dressing, breakfasting, and then going our separate ways for the day. I did a number of jobs before sitting down and writing an e-mail of the summary of the evening for Jo's reading and pleasure.

Life returned to 'normal' with the return of the children and they were full of what they got up to at the weekend, having had a great time. Joanna returned the next afternoon to hugs all around.

We move on now by some four months, taking us close to Christmas, so it is a good time for a review. So what has happened?

The love Joanna and I have has deepened further as well as the resolve to live as we do, with Joanna as the husband of the relationship and me providing the family stability. Overall, we have had few issues to deal with as to any homophobia and certainly not in the wider family or friends. We have been lucky and especially with our local community who have been pretty accepting, possibly because we have made such a transition. Some of the acceptance is that I can now naturally pitch my voice much higher and sound like a woman when I talk, albeit a little like a Scottish girl. Also, pitch variation like singing, and breaking sentences up, are part of the learning techniques, as well as not using male expressions like "I need a slash" when out in a pub.

Part of the advice I would give to those considering change is to keep your dress and make-up conservative and apropos to the situation or function you face. Too often transvestites and crossdresser completely go over the top and stand out unnecessarily so.

Most importantly, the children have been really accepting of us. They have a degree of resilience that we parents often overlook. No comments have comeback from school about adverse comments in the schoolyard, and that makes us very happy.

Louise has become an integral part of the family and the kids adore her, though they have no real idea that we are in a three-way poly-amorous relationship. They see her as a very close family friend and someone who showers her love on them and will happily baby-sit them, play with them; effectively, she is a very close family 'aunt.' They have referred to her as Auntie Louise.

The biggest change on this front is that we have converted our outhouses completely. Shortly after Joanna's birthday weekend, Jo proposed to me that we should accelerate the conversion of the rest of the two connecting outhouses to the cottages and turn them into a two bedroom extension with a study, a nice living room and kitchen and let Louise use it. We already had the planning permission and the infrastructure was in so the work was largely building a kitchen, bathroom, chimney and cosmetic.

We could then, with minimal investment, convert three other buildings, without planning permission, into our garage and storage areas for Louise's businesses. Our extension, we had financed through our incomes and windfalls but this new work needed a small loan to complete the work to a high standard. We crunched the numbers and put it to Louise and, essentially, our agreement is that she pays us a rent for running her business from our address. This covers the loan, extra rates and utilities. She jumped at the opportunity to be closer to us.

She has now moved in and we live en commune, aided by the fact that we connected her upstairs area through to our playroom lounge on the grounds of providing an additional fire escape route but it truly allows us to indulge ourselves sexually and in privacy. However, it does mean that when Joanna is away travelling, I do have her to turn to and also for the extra security and all the other benefits of having her with us, such as in helping with the children. And, of course, we can sleep with each other when Jo is on the road, but always on the proviso that we have to send her messages of what we have been up to, and our thoughts. Jo, we know, enjoys this and gives her some play material for her own relief.

As to the changes with Louise, Joanna has had her remove her French landing strip so all three of us now have bald pussies to offer each other. In fact, I was with Louise the day she had it done and was able to oral her to climax in the salon treatment room. Joanna then really took her that evening over the horse, now housed and tucked away in the playroom. I had witnessed this session as Louise had me orally at the same time, while Jo had subjugated her bottom and love channels to all sorts of punishment and 'cock' play, finally fucking her with an 8 inch dildo we now had.

In addition, she now has a gold ankle chain, waist chain and necklace to match mine. The necklace, like mine, is inscribed, "I am Joanna's girl." She also has the chastity chain that runs through the love area and Jo has used those on us from time to time when she has been travelling, much to our amusement as it doesn't stop us kissing.

When at home, we enjoy all sorts of sexual permutations and there are no set patterns. If the kids are away, we usually indulge ourselves in a three-way. Louise and I play with each other largely when Jo is away, but when she is back, there are many nights when Jo sleeps with Louise and I use Louise's bed, usually being 'sealed' in by one of their panties. However, it has been just us three who have played with each other and Jo, to the best of our knowledge, had had no man.

With the two of them indulging in each other, I don't see it as unfair or anything like that. It means that Jo is getting her true girl-on-girl enjoyment and it is usually, but not exclusively, Jo who takes and dominates Louise.

My love affair of their scents from their panties or in oral servitude to them has not diminished and if they use me or leave me with their panties, I am content in being close to their intimacy. Louise has assumed some sort of dominance over me and, for example, likes to choose my lingerie. She has a thing for making me wear her used panties the day after her, as well as having me wash her lingerie and nighties. I don't object to this as the extra work is minimal and their lingerie provides an extra reminder of them to me when they are out working.

There is also the fact that my own libido has fallen back because of the female hormones in me, now really starting to make their presence known. 

Now, where have I got to on that front? I have been back to the Clinic three times and they are very happy with my progress. My GP had had me visit her monthly for a check-over and blood work and all that, especially on liver, kidney and heart functions was all stable and nothing to worry about. These results were e-mailed up to London and my oestrogen levels were adjusted accordingly.

My nipples were beginning to get quite prominent now and three times the size of when they had started out. My breasts were beginning to emerge and I was getting on to be a full A cup and with good prospects of being a C which is what I ideally wanted. They reiterated the need for sleep and I did need my nine hours a night. There were days when my breasts were really tender, but that was all part of the transformation and growing process. Certainly Joanna and Louise were now enjoying them when I wasn't sore and I just loved the new sensations of being stimulated by kissing, sucking and breast play.

Care was taken about my weight. I could already detect a lot of weight shift from my arms, shoulders and waist onto my boobs and bottom, and also a loss of physical power. Physically I had lost an inch off my chest and upper arms and two inches off my waist. I have mentioned about my loss of libido and indeed there was some shrinkage in my penis-clit, now being only able to get about five and a half inches. I had explained that I had largely become a one-shot animal, but not always. This was all normal and further shrinkage of my cock and testicles would occur with passing months, accompanied by becoming sterile. I was fine with this.

They asked me if I wanted to proceed to an orchidectomy in time as they would support the procedure. They explained the benefits that I could stop the androgens. They had checked my potassium retention levels; I was ok but slightly elevated. However, castration is obviously permanent and it would mean further shrinkage of my cock and was a precursor to full transformation. I looked at Jo and she looked at me. My answer was that it was certainly an option to consider seriously, but one that Jo and I needed to discuss in depth and whether she wanted me as a cross-over or as a full woman.

Everybody had noticed that my hair was even thicker now and very coppery. I hadn't changed really changed style but was happier with the longer length down on to my shoulders. My skin was also getting a lot softer to the touch.

There were the usual questions about my psychology. The girls had noticed that I was becoming more emotional and mellow but that was to be expected and they had managed it without any major issues between us all. I was a lot more teary about sad moments or moments that moved me. Sexually, I was also finding that when I orgasmed it was more of a mental thing than before, and more far intense when it did happen. I was also asked about any craving for a man and replied that this hadn't really changed from my wants before. Jo had smiled at that one.

Overall, I was in good shape and we had left the clinic in a happy mood. Dinner that night was joyous and I ended up bound onto the Bench, gagged and blindfolded in Jo's briefs. It was my turn to be abused in celebration by both the girls and I ended up cumming as Louise strapped me with the Feeldoe and, at the same time, Jo strapped Louise.

Jo was very happy with life. She had had an excellent year with her work and enjoyed coming home to all of us, either to play with the children, tackle the financials and investments, or to spend time with Louise and me. She was our domme and reveled in the role, but was also very considerate and loving. Louise and I both cherished her and enjoyed satisfying her however we could sexually. She quite enjoyed Louise's latex world and now had her own domme wardrobe. This activity they mainly engaged together and, indeed, I had let them go off the month before for a latex weekend in Austria, visiting the Simon factory and attending a fetish weekend. They had come back with two lovely suits in red for Jo and a transparent cream total cat-suit for Louise. Louise also had bought a gas mask and breathing control hood as well as latex sheets and a vacuum bed. My present was a lovely German, hand-blown (sic) plain glass anal dildo, covered in little green, smooth, silky bumps.

Obviously, the weekend balanced up the nights I had Louise to myself and to really explore themselves sexually, as well as to have long conversations. I was to shortly learn that Louise had brought up the subject of Jo having a fully functioning man screw her. Jo had been very quick to say that she didn't want to disturb the equilibrium between the three of us as she was very happy indeed, and especially her relationship with me. Louise had replied that she was very aware of that but that I too was aware that Jo would need a man and also given my diminishing libido, I felt it was a natural progression.

Jo had then said that she would be interested in just a boyfriend to fuck but didn't want the emotional attachment. Short of hiring an escort or putting an ad out on the net, she had no idea how to approach it and that these two routes held obvious risks of weirdoes and health, and that she wasn't going to compromise because of all of us.

Louise then had indicated that she may have a solution with someone she knew in Oxford and that she could arrange an informal, no ties, meeting with him. He was a widower and had engaged in the cuckold scene as a bull and was seriously all alpha-male. Also, that he wouldn't be amiss to me being present and part of the play, if Louise wanted me there to attend them, effectively a quasi female attendant and cuckold. They had some fun imagining a scenario apparently.

Unknown to me, Louise and Jo had a pub lunch with him and things had gone well. He had even produced a recent doctor's report as to his health and cleanliness. A date was duly arranged.

The first thing I knew about it all was on the Wednesday before the Friday we were due to meet. Jo mentioned that she had booked us in dinner in Oxford with someone she had met and that I would be interested, given his academic background. I presumed that it was to do with work that the contact had been made. Louise would pick the kids up from their friends that evening and baby-sit them. And that we would be going to the Old Parsonage restaurant that serves Mediterranean based food to the sound of light jazz music on Fridays. And that Jo would want me afterwards when we got home

On the Friday, Louise and I went to the salon and, after I had my hair shaped, my mons and legs waxed and my nails tidied up. We got back and had a pot of tea and then went to the bathroom. Louise suggested I took an enema to start out totally clean and as I performed this, she ran me a bath. She jumped in with me for a nice long soak. Jo came in from work, into the bathroom, leant over and gave us both a kiss. 

"I'm going to shower in the guest room and change there, as I just want to get some e-mails done before we head out. If I shower here, I'll never get out of here with you two naked."

"Ok, honey."

"Louise, I guess you are helping Mattie to dress?"

"Yes, Jo, love, I am"

"Make sure she has some sexy lingerie on for me for later, would you?"

"I've thought of something."

We eventually got out of the bath, dried off and I started to make up, using my familiar darker palette for a classier, sultry look. Louise darted back and forth and finally I went through to the bedroom. 

"This is what I have chosen for you, if you are ok with it."

On the bed was some of my best lingerie, my black Aubade waspie and matching tanga panties with a lace motif over my pussy area that ran through to the tail of the tanga and thin semi- transparent material over the rest. The waspie was nicely firm and in a similar pattern. There was also my A cup matching soft bra, similarly designed but with a large black ribbon at the junction of my breast cleavage. I put on this fabulous lingerie, one of my favourite sets, and Louise opened a new packet of Wolford black 'Affaire' stockings and helped roll them onto my freshly waxed legs. I have always loved that feeling.

For clothing, she had chosen a black silk top, to be covered with a silk collarless very light jacket with two small black buttons. This 'jacket' was also black with a cream swirl design. My skirt was matching black and just under two-thirds length and with large pleats in it to give it texture. I put them on.

For jewellery, apart from my ankle chain showing on my left ankle through the stocking, I put on a gold watch with a thin cord like strap, my pearl ear-studs and my pearl necklace, double wrapped to hang lower and my engagement ring to go with my wedding ring. Louise said, "Here, put this one, it's mine." She produced a small black choker and put it on my neck.

"Something to remind you of me this evening."

"Mmmm, that's nice of you. Shame you are not coming."

"Don't worry, somebody has to baby-sit and I guess it may be work related, so four would be a crowd."

I put on some Private Collection as my perfume, always distinctive with its rich aroma. Finally my shoes, two inch black strappies. I was ready.

I came out of the bedroom suite with Louise, hand in hand, and we went to the living room. As I came through the door, my mouth probably dropped open as Joanna was standing there dressed as a female for the first time in almost a year. A cream silk top and matching skirt of a similar length to mine, a bolero jacket in a perylene violet colour. She was wearing black, I presume, stockings, black strappy heels and she had her finger and toe nails done in a very dark violet colour. And she was made up fairly similarly to me. She had jewellery on to with her diamond bangle, a long gold chain, and gold studs.

I was speechless, then muttered,

"My God, you look magnificent, what has brought this on?" 

"Well Mattie, I understand he is very masculine in his taste as to women and if he is to be a special for us, for business or whatever, then I guess I need to adapt and it does make a little change."

"Well you look divine."

"Don't count on it lasting, and you may pay for it later?"

"Come on you two, you need to be heading out." Louise passed me a black lune-bag on a gold chain that was hers, "I've put perfume, cosmetics etc and a pair of panties in there, in case you are caught short." 

I looked at her as if she was being strange.

"You never know what Jo could get up to."

We all kissed and grabbed our coats, both of us with long black ones, and Jo took quite a large bag with her. We left by the front door in somewhat a frenzied state, leaving some goodnights for the kids and Louise. "See you later."

We drove to Oxford and meandered through the streets to St. Giles and the junctions of the Woodstock and Banbury roads where the Old Parsonage is located. We gave the keys over to a porter and headed inside, Joanna taking my hand, and we walked through the hotel into this low ceiling, red walled bar which had a large roaring fire in an open Cotswold stone fire. Joanna looked around and then spotted her guest.

We walked across and she gave him a kiss on the cheek. 

"Duncan, meet Mattie; Mattie Duncan." 

Duncan greeted me, "Nice to meet you, I have heard a lot about you. Do sit down"

"Nice to meet you."

Duncan was about 5ft 10 so taller than both of us. He was fairly lean and dressed in a nice pair of beige trousers, a cashmere sports jacket and wearing a simple pale blue shirt with a mid-blue Hermes tie, and a matching handkerchief discreetly placed in his breast pocket. Shoes were brown brogues, and possibly Ducker shoes being a hand-made Oxford brand. He gave off the aura of being an academic, a good one and obviously, by his dress, with a decent income.

His hair was salt and pepper and I put him in his late fifties, early sixties. He wasn't that handsome but he did have nice brown eyes that sparkled. His skin was quite rough but he was well groomed and had nice teeth.

We sat down and had a glass of wine; Jo had said she was driving back and I also presumed that she wanted to remain reasonably sober being a more formal dinner than we usually enjoyed.

Chat was very informal though and questions about family. Duncan explained that he was a widower to which we sympathised. He was working in Oxford University but also did a range of consultancy work on market research and given our backgrounds, that provided a strong platform for going through to the early part of the dinner.

We ordered. The restaurant was adjacent to the bar and decorated in the same 'library' feel, stone floors, dark furniture and the redness of the walls. Duncan had a breaded langoustine starter with caper mayonnaise and Joanna and I went for the Jersey crab soufflé. Mains were a grilled halibut béarnaise with braised fennel for Jo, a rare rib steak with roast onions, pommes frites and a green herb salad for Duncan, and roast salmon with spinach & sorrel sauce for me. We washed this down with a nice glass of Chablis with the starter and a Burgundy wine, a Fixin with the mains.

With our respective backgrounds, Duncan's insights on his market research were interesting to hear and we had a good debate, well more Jo and him. As the meal progressed and we got around to ordering deserts, questions became more personal and then Jo mentioned that Duncan knew about me and that he was perfectly at home with my form of womanhood. He could see that we were so evidently in love and Jo took my hand in hers. From this point the question became much more personal and Jo answered most of the questions revealing, quite surprisingly to me, some fairly intimate details about both of us. I could see that Duncan was quite enamoured, or possibly intrigued, by us both.


Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 10



We had some cheese and mopped up the wine and chose deserts, tarte fine and crème brulées. At this point, Jo suggested that I should go to the Ladies with her. 

"So what do you think, Mattie? Do you like him?"

"Yes, he seems a very nice person; he isn't over-bearing or anything and has a good sense of humour."

"Do you like him physically?"

"That's a funny question?"

"Well?"

"Well he sort of grows on you, I wouldn't call him Pierce Brosnan but he's trim, well mannered and I quite like the salt and pepper hair."

"He's growing on me though."

"What? You intend sleeping with him!?"

"Mmmm, perhaps, and you too."

I just about fainted.

"Louise and I have been a bit naughty with you. We got talking in Austria about men and the conversation turned to me and my quest, and she also got to hear about how I was very unsure to pursue someone largely because of the risk and that I didn't want to risk losing you or her."

I was open-mouthed. She continued.

"Louise talked about you and how you knew I would need to find a stud some day, not a lover, for the occasional hard cock. Well, she knew of someone and that someone is Duncan. He has been in this scene before of studding women with their husbands present but is unattached at the moment. He has also had experience with women with sissies, but obviously not a woman with someone like you alongside."

"Goodness, I don't know what to say......it is true about what Louise and I talked about and she did mention some months ago that she knew someone."

"Well the three of us met up for a pub lunch not long ago, so Louise could make the introduction and see if there was any bite between us. I haven't been with him, just so you know."

"Gosh, you are scheming you two. What are you suggesting?"

"That we go back to his place in our car, see how things go and if you or I are uncomfortable then we gracefully exit. He's too much a gentleman to object and anyway, Louise knows him. She hasn't slept with him and wasn't interested to be here."

"Well let me think over dessert and coffee and let's see. You fancy him do you?"

"He certainly meets my criteria as to being a potential stud and no strings attached. I also like his mind; he is bright, witty and, I suspect, imaginative. On the down side, he may be a little too crusty, if you know what I mean."

Joanna continued, 

"We will have to see how he is as a lover and, seriously, I have no objection to him taking you, one of the reasons that I wanted you here tonight was to assess him and if we do proceed, it should be very much us together, not me."

"That's nice and yes, I wouldn't mind seeing you being taken by another man, properly."

"And the same for me as to you, Mattie."

We headed back to the table and I guess I was much more responsive to Duncan's questions and also our questioning of him was a bit more rigorous. The more personal material we kept for later given where we are.

Duncan's wife had died tragically some eight years ago and he had never felt that he needed to remarry. His academic work kept him more than occupied. He had a wide circle of friends and it was through one of these friends that he had met Louise, when she was going out with this girlfriend. He and his wife had been active sexually and had enjoyed swinging so, since her death, he had continued in that world and had found a satisfying seam in being a 'bull' in cuckold relationships. He had had a small number of couples that he had serviced but had been fallow for some time with a book being published. Louise's phone call to him had been very timely therefore.

He described his last 'affairs' as romances they were not. Two of the women that he had serviced were just because they wanted an affair with a better-endowed man than their husbands. One relationship involved voyeurism by the husband and the fourth was the one closest to us in that it took in a sissy who helped his wife and was serviced by Duncan. Duncan explained that he was mainly interested in women but if a good looking sissy, then he would bring her into play. When he had been active, he had a session once a week on average and that kept him happy.

Jo had already explained our set-up to Duncan and how she was looking for the occasional man-friend to satisfy her female side and that while most sessions may be just one on one with him, there would be the occasional play with me, and perhaps even Louise if she wished to be there. He was happy to consider.

Over coffee, we talked about some of our play and interests and Duncan asked several questions, not really revealing his hand.

Duncan proposed a drink at his place and that it was just a short distance from the restaurant, up the road and near the Dragon School. Joanna looked at me and I nodded my assent, as Joanna had said, we could always leave if we were uncomfortable. Jo said yes to him and he had soon settled the bill.

We retrieved the car and within two minutes, we were outside his house, one of those typical Edwardian houses in that area of Oxford near Summertown and the Cherwell Boat House. 

We entered the house and went through to the spacious lounge. It was furnished comfortably and very much archetypal of an academic with books and papers everywhere. There was a grand piano in the front window. We sat down in this massive sofa and Duncan opened a bottle of wine and poured three glasses. He came and sat down to Joanna, who was in the middle of the three of us. He started by questioning us about my transformation and, by now, I felt comfortable in revealing some of the more intimate details and Jo was also supporting, filling in different perspectives from her viewpoint, and especially reinforcing how female I had become, especially in love making.

He poured a second glass and proposed that if we were interested he could put on a DVD that involved a sissy husband. We agreed and on it went and it was fascinating and rather amusing as the sissy was very much a male who was cross-dressed by his wife. However, the 'fluffing' of the stud before he took the wife, I found very erotic, and especially the shots of him entering her.

I looked over and Joanna and Duncan were now kissing and his hands were wandering over Jo's knees. I could sense that she was enjoying this and that we were staying. Their kissing and hand exploration increased; slowly Duncan's hand made its way up Jo's stockinged leg and under her skirt. She opened her legs to give him easier access. 

Jo was slumped back in the sofa and Duncan continued his kissing of her, slowly arousing her as his hand went up and down the inside of her leg, ever getting closer to her grotto as her skirt rode higher. No doubt he could feel her suspenders if she was wearing stockings.

Jo motioned for me to get down on my knees and please her under her skirt. I duly moved into position and saw that she was wearing stockings and her panties were like mine, Aubdade. I could see the outline of her pussy through the now-wet material. Moreover, I could scent her sex odour coming off her meaning that she was well turned-on. I let her clit push against my nose, enjoying the aroma, as I played it along her wet slit. I then brought my tongue into play against her pussy. 

Meanwhile, Duncan was feeling her breasts through her silk blouse, brushing his hand against her hardening nipples; this was while they continued to French kiss. Duncan also brought his hand down to Jo's panties, focusing on pinching her clit and lips why I played further down, enjoying her pre-cum seeping out of those lovely panties.

"I think we ought to head upstairs, girls." I lifted my head up and Duncan turned his attention on me to taste Joanna's pre-cum on my lips. One of his hands dropped down to feel my bottom. 

We got up and Duncan led us upstairs, Joanna and me following hand in hand. 

The bedroom was a spacious one with a large, modern four-poster and covered with black sheets and pillows and a massive faux fur cover. The room was nicely lit with dimmed down lights; there was a sofa, a couple of stools and the normal bedroom furniture. There was an en-suite bathroom all in white. 

Jo suggested that Duncan and I help her out of her clothing, then they would help me, and finally we would unclothe Duncan. I started to unbutton her blouse and was knocked out that she was dressed in a bra and waspie that matched mine, hers being under-wired though. Duncan unzipped her skirt and there she was dressed in exquisite black lingerie. Duncan looked on approvingly.

Very quickly, I was out of my clothing and when he saw we were identically dressed, he "Wow-ed" us. Our attention turned to Duncan and we removed his tie and shirt, before dropping to our knees and helping him out of his shoes and socks. I undid the buckle of his belt and Joanna slowly unzipped him. 

Duncan was in white boxers and there was definitely a package in there. He pressed both Joanna and me into his crotch on either side so we could feel him. I let Joanna pop him out and he was pretty huge. He was close to eight inches; however, more importantly, it was his girth that was impressive. He was very near six inches and certainly over five and a half; he was uncut, and quite pale in colour, which exaggerated the purple intensity of the top of his penis. Certainly, he offered Joanna the size that she had been seeking.

Our eyes just opened at this marvel; Jo ran her fingers up and down his shaft and took Duncan into her mouth. She invited me to join her and we were there, either side of Duncan's hard cock, teasing his shaft, taking in his manly taste. Our mouths played the length of his shaft and over his helmet. He was so wide that we could hardly touch each other lips as we both embraced him. We knew he was enjoying it by the sighs that he was making.

Duncan then suggested that I slowly remove Joanna's bra and panties; as he moved into kiss Jo's nipples, I helped release him from his shorts and I nestled into taking his heavy balls into my mouth. From attending to him, I darted across to Joanna and kissed her love channels in subservience to her; she was very, very wet in anticipation of the massive cock she was shortly to take and she tasted delicious with her fresh pre-cum.

Duncan lay down on the bed and Joanna climbed on top of him facing the bed-head so as to allow him to enjoy her orally and to access her breasts with his hands. I moved back to taking his hard cock into my mouth to prepare him for his eventual entry. Joanna was squirming over his tongue and nose with the oral pleasure he was giving her, his tongue professionally working her clitoris and vulva, upping the tempo of her masturbation and her readiness.

As the momentous occasion built up, Duncan suggested that she roll onto her tummy and he slipped a bolster under her to elevate her pussy. I was ordered to keep building her up for him with my tongue. Duncan pulled out two chains and cuffs that had been hanging out of view behind his headboard and cuffed Jo's wrists so her arms were spread out and immobilised. He then repeated this with her ankles off the footboard, forcing her cunt to be wide open. I had never seen her restrained before but she took it with out complaint. She was about to be made his moll.

Duncan ordered me to retrieve Joanna's black panties and to inhale their scent while I watched what was to come. I slipped my head into them, the damp gusset over my nose to pick her erotic odour, while I watched them through her leg holes.

He then focused on stimulating Joanna's pussy, gently running his fingers around her and into her, threatening her that by the end of the evening he would be fisting her. I could see her squirming with excitement. Some of her cream was directed to her anus but then Duncan added to it with a little lubricant. He took out this lovely glass butt plug which was seven inches long and over two and a quarter inches diameter on its fourth ring. It was known as a Wave and had four rings that tapered in increasing diameter from its head, and then half way down there was the shaft finishing in the plug. He gently pushed it home into Joanna, her anus gratefully receiving this in prospect of feeling Duncan hard in her. She mewed gently as it went in to its home.

He moved up to her head, which was on a pillow and presented his cock to her. She took him in, the cock filling her mouth. Slowly, Duncan worked her throat, opening it up so that she was nearly swallowing him. How she managed this, I do not know, as her mouth was really full with him. 

Duncan moved to his drawer and pulled out a bit gag and locked it into place, gagging Jo with the wooden bit and two large metal rings attaching the bit onto the leather strap. He said that next time he would blindfold her, as she was now to be his sex slave. Joanna moved on this and squealed.

He took a riding crop and started to tease her with the end, playing across her pussy entrance and down onto her clit. He swiped her across the bottom and she yelped. This was something Louise and I had never done. The leather tip returned to its tease before a second lash; this continued for six lashes, leaving their mark on her. After the fourth lash, he was teasing the crop tip just under her clit and then down the inner lips; before the sixth lash, he was masturbating her with the leather tip embedded in her pussy. I could see that she was highly excited and fighting against cumming.

Then came the moment when she had her real virginity taken. Duncan climbed behind her and guided his substantial cock towards her vagina. 

"Mattie, as the Slave's servant, I want you guide me into her." 

I leant over between them, took his cock in my hand, and guided him into my love, his head prising open her vulva gate. He pushed with me still holding his cock and he entered her as my fingers slid back on him. Joanna squealed in pleasure of this cock filling her, the biggest she had ever taken and up against her rear glass dildo. He held himself in her for some ten or fifteen seconds before making his first stroke. She struggled against the bit again as, slowly he started up his first fucking of his new girl.

Joanna was pushing her bottom as much as she could back onto Duncan. He slowly built his stroke rate, letting Jo feel him in her each time he was buried in her, at the top of her womb and against the hard glass dildo doing its work next door. I could clearly see his cock sliding in and out, increasingly covered in Jo's cum as she worked herself up her hill. He was fairly vocal with her, referring to her as his slave, his whore, and that the only cum that would enter her orifices now was his or those permitted by him to leave their seed in her. She pushed harder against him.

Duncan's pace was now frenetic, bringing Jo closer to her orgasm. In fact, she did not last that much longer, her orgasmic volcano going off in her and a long guttural scram muffled by the bit. Duncan came right behind her as she hit her peak, holding his cock hard in her, as she contracted with pleasure, his copious load of semen, no doubt, streaming deep into her. 

He remained in Joanna for some fifteen minutes as she wound herself down but in doing so having a couple of serious ripples of pleasure from the sheer size of him in her and her stretched pussy.

"Oh my god, that was mind-blowing, Duncan. I have never ever been taken like that." 

Duncan released Joanna from her leg cuffs.

"Expect several more then, Joanna. You will be come my sex slave, not my lover, in the months to come. I will expect you, and Mattie when present, to be compliant to my every wish sexually."

Similarly, she was released from her wrist cuffs.

"Anything out of the ordinary, whatever that is, I will discuss with you to your comfort level but, in time, you will learn to trust me as I push you. Ok?"

"Mmmmm, yes."

He slowly withdrew her butt dildo with a pop. I could see that both her love entrances were still wide open and very wet.

"Time for Mattie to have her first cream pie, I think Joanna."

Joanna looked at me, 

"Off with your bra and panties, now and into position on the bed, Mattie"

I complied and lay down on the bed. Joanna climbed back on and stood above me, like that first night we had entered this new relationship, facing down the bed. She provocatively lowered herself slowly onto my mouth and nose, her entrances smeared in both their cum. The aroma was very different to Jo's normal; yes, it was her but I could pick up the salty smell of Duncan's insemination.

She lowered herself onto me and I could taste the two of them, comingled together. There was cum everywhere in comparison to her normal emission, never mind Duncan's copious load in her. I used my tongue on her, gently playing and teasing her from her clitoris down to her anus. Her perineum was exquisite.

Meanwhile, I felt Duncan lubricate me and my anus was opened up with some cold dildo and gently it was worked in until it was lodged in me. I felt Duncan go down on my clit, running his tongue around my swollen bud. He then pulled away to kiss Joanna and play with her nipples. I could hear him say that he would enjoy 'exquisitely' torturing them.

The next thing was that Jo pulled off me and grabbed my wrists and cuffed them, as Duncan did the same to my ankles; however, I wasn't in as tight as Jo had been, probably as they were using different chains or because of our height difference. I was now similarly secured as Joanna had been. The bolster was pushed under my bottom pushing me up for access. Jo went to her bag and pulled out or chin-dildo and attached that into position on me. Duncan commented that he had not seen one of these in action. 

Jo climbed back onto the bed and lowered herself onto the chin-dildo ordering me to please her as I normally do. Duncan moved onto the bed and I felt him playing with Jo's breasts. His actions in teasing her forced Joanna down onto me.

I felt Duncan move between my legs; he withdrew the dildo from me and I felt his fingers entering me, exploring me. Joanna was enjoying herself riding my chin toy. I felt Duncan shift himself again and then there was another dildo pushing against me, my outer muscles relaxed from the dildo before. It wasn't one at all, it was him and he was taking me. I grimaced as he gently push in, widening the prepared channel. He rested and let me adjust and then he pushed again. He stopped once more for me to adapt and take him and yet another thrust and rest. On the fourth drive, he was into me, this nigh-on eight by six cock. 

Similar as what he did with Joanna, he let me feel him inside my back pussy and then he started his slow fuck, teasing Joanna with his fingers and kissing her as she moved backwards and forwards on my chin in time to his rhythm. 

He started to fuck me, my excitement growing. I could really feel him inside me, his girth filling me up and teasing my gurl-g-spot. Jo continued to ride me, her cream now cumming down the dildo and into my mouth, serving to add to my sense of being taken by both of them. Duncan upped his tempo and I was in seventh heaven; just like Jo, I had never been taken like this by any man.

Duncan pushed himself all the way into me and I felt him cum hard into my love channel. Jo also unleashed her orgasm, her thicker cream oozing down for me to enjoy her. Again, similar to what he had done with Jo, Duncan let me slowly descend from my brain high. I was wonderful to feel him in me.

Slowly he withdrew and he took a smaller butt plug and secured his jism deep in me. He retrieved my panties and helped me back into them. Jo had climbed off me, her pussy still very damp.

Duncan went and got the wine glasses and we had a quick refreshment. He wanted to take Joanna again. I didn't have any ideas about Joanna's thoughts but how much stamina did this man have? 




Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 10



After the wine, he got me back onto the bed again, positioned across it with my head at the edge of the bed. He got Joanna to lie on top of me; her anus and pussy were directly above me ready for my tongue. He ordered me to start to fluff her up and he reattached the cuffs onto Joanna, locking her into position. He then re-gagged her, this time using one with a small but wide mouth dildo attached to it. He followed this with nipple clamps, those little ones like a g clamp, and he screwed them in to get her nipples standing on end and to the point that she was biting on her gag.

I could smell and taste the impact on Joanna that Duncan's pleasure was having on her. She began her excitement yet again and the anticipation of him being inside her again. I worked on getting her as wet as possible, concentrating on her inner labia and her sensitive areas to get as much cum flowing as possible. Duncan tightened the clamps yet another notch.

He came around to the side of the bed and between Jo's legs, right above me. He played with her pussy and put his fingers inside her to pick up some of the cum; this he gave me a finger to taste and the other he took into his mouth. He then applied a little lubricant around her cunt entrance and down her perineum.

Duncan moved forward and, again slowly, entered Joanna's pussy, completely stretching her vagina and filling her with pleasure. I was there below them watching him slide in and out and how her pussy entrance moved with Duncan's fucking of her, culminating in the creamy froth emerging at the edges. I could feel his motion through Joanna's body lying on me and as I was close as I could be to them without being in. My tongue naturally moved to take in Jo's froth and also to suck on Duncan's balls and tease the lower side of his cock.

Duncan withdrew his cock but immediately targeted Joanna's anus. He slowly worked himself inside and, in doing so, was that much closer to my mouth. I heard him berate Joanna, "Now your other virginity, Joanna; a real man inside you not that gurl-clit of Mattie's or plastic." He pushed home, Jo, writhing as best she could to this new invasion. 

"You will always crave large cock from now on. I shall be your master and decide on whether it is mine or somebody else's. You will be my cock whore and make your love orifices available whenever to me."

I could sense Joanna clenching onto Duncan's cock, enjoying him and milking his cock with her anal muscles. Duncan was all the way in now and started to fuck her hard. She erupted, squirting her cum everywhere and Duncan came hard into her.

He remained in her so that Joanna could really enjoy him and her tremors of pleasure kept coming and coming. Eventually, he slowly withdrew and I could see deep inside her channel with its white male cum pervading the pleasure tube.

He pulled out a second butt plug, similar to the one I was wearing, and inserted it into Joanna, sealing her up.

"Now I have you both inseminated down there. You will both sleep with these in before I take you again in the morning."

Duncan released Joanna from her bonds and she climbed off me. We cleaned up and then climbed into bed, Jo in the middle cuddling up to Duncan. She had gone to her bag beforehand, pulled out a pair of Louise's panties, and bound me into them with a stocking. Her familiar, comforting scent pervaded my nostrils.

I fell asleep as Duncan chatted with Joanna about how she would service him and he continued with the teasing that she would become his sex toy and cum whore. I heard next morning that Joanna had mounted him one more time, being taken by sitting on his monster cock. This was, of course, the way that she preferred to take me to enjoy my girth and exert her dominance but, with Duncan, it was purely for her pleasure.

The next morning Duncan took us again, as promised, before dressing back into our clothing from the night before and then having a coffee. It was all relaxed and Duncan wanted to be assured that we were ok and had enjoyed the session. Joanna was very much like the proverbial cat with the cream. We indicated that we had been and that we had enjoyed his company. 

Just as we were leaving to head back to the cottage to a shower and Louise and the children, Duncan took us aside. 

"Joanna, if you are really serious about seeing me regularly and exploring your female side with me and of course, I welcome Mattie at any of these sessions, may I suggest you later read the agreement in this envelope."

He handed her a manila envelope.

"It is all about what you should expect and give physically to me and the boundaries of the relationship. I do not expect to intervene on your marriage. However, if you dive give yourself to me, it is about being submissive to me as your bull and that you need to give full trust to what I arrange for both of us, or all of us. It also allows for some flexibility as to your work."

Duncan moved over and kissed us both and we went on our away.

*

I do have a format and good ideas for Chapter 11 and perhaps 12 based on the experiences of life as a tv and with my ex and girlfriends. However, I am beginning to get more into the realm of fantasy and would welcome your input to direction this could all go, if you want the story to continue. Your contributions will allow me to build in the teases and continuity that I have strived to include in these chapters and so many of you have been kind to comment positively on in your feedback. 



Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 01



Part 1 

It was 2006, a day in April; I can't remember exactly the first day of the rest of my life begun but begin it certainly did. And for my wife, Joanna, it also meant a massive change.

I was back in England from a business trip to Canada, to Vancouver to be precise, and I had been back four days since being over there. It was a business trip but Vancouver offered other pleasures, particularly as for crossdressing and I had stayed on for 48 hours to enjoy this and take advantage of the excellent shops and services. Yes, I had been accompanied by a female friend who enjoyed crossdressers, not that any penetrative sex had gone on by me least. I won't go into all the details here, except that I had lived as a woman for the 48 hours, staying in one of the City's top hotels. Even there, no eyebrows were raised. This friend I had met in Edmonton on another trip and we had e-mailed each other and she volunteered Vancouver as it was her home and she knew the scene well. 

Joanna had rumbled me though; she had had her suspicions for some time, and now there was also some evidence. She knew that I was seriously, or "unhealthily" as she would describe it into lingerie as any shop or good photo would get my attention and this, coupled to a number of other factors like our sporadic sex play and when it happened that my performance probably wasn't all male, led to her building a picture of me. So, there in our study, on my day back she confronted me. Nothing aggressive, in fact very open, a want for understanding and considering. This was so like her.

I have been into crossdressing from an early age. I grew up in a feminine dominant family and my first experiences involved being totally crossdressed was with a teenage boy friend of mine in his sister's lingerie. And he was the first boy to take my anal cherry.

My first true female love was older than me and she loved me to dress. She was also naturally pretty dominant in bed and loved prolonged oral, sexual servitude and the worship of her rear; hence, apart from being properly taught how to oral, I was introduced to facesitting and inhaling the aroma of her panties. My second girl-friend enjoyed the occasional crossdress session but wasn't as in to it as other enjoyments such as anal and watersports.

The need to dress has always been there, though there have been different levels of intensity during my life and, I suppose, with whom I was partnered. And, yes, I went through the "accumulate and lose it" process of many a crossdresser.

I have always enjoyed wearing female attire and being in a pair of panties has always been the bare minimum. However, the chance to go the whole way and completely transform was one that I truly enjoyed and, in doing so, I felt that I could make a complete psychological shift when fully dressed. I had a number of enlightening experiences over the years with both male and female friends.

Joanna and I were, I think it fair to say, best of friends. We had been married for ten years up to 2006 and there was much to be commended in the marriage, culminating in two children, as well as an overall happy house when it came to life at large. Joanna had chosen to be a housewife with occasional work from home to earn pin money for herself and, in doing this, she had built up a substantial clientele and a sizeable income. She was very bright and well read and had a range of interests outside what we shared together, such as cooking and wine.

However, sexually, I had always found her prudish and thought that she saw sex as being more for reproduction. We had never really shared major interests, fetishes, wants, whatever, though she usually did enjoy being oralled. However, rampant, prolonged, imaginative sex was not usually on the cards; it was usually fairly conventional pre-play and building up to the one orgasm for each of us; that she normally achieved and despite me being not massively endowed at just less than 6 inches fully erect. The subject of sex just wasn't discussed between us.

Therefore, I hadn't really shared my other side, my feminine side, with her partly in fear of a 'kick-back,' partly a lack of understanding and, like a lot of folk out there, I repressed it except for situations behind her back, Vancouver being one of these sessions. And to be fair to her, I didn't really understand what drove her sexually, if anything, despite having asked at various times over our marriage.

Let me describe Joanna to you.

She is a year younger than myself, mid40s, 5 foot 3 and dark shoulder length hair, not a 'stunner' but attractive with lovely eyes. At this time her body shape was rather pear shaped body 38c, 28, 40. Her breasts are pretty pendulous with large purplish-pink nipples and well defined aureoles. Her skin has always been very pale almost milk like and slightly freckled. Her bottom was very full but to be fair to her, by then she had already shed an awful lot of weight, having come down from a size 16 to 12 and she continued to do so. She used to weigh 12 and a half stone and by 2006 had come down to 10 and a half stone and today she weighs 8 stone, having reduced her body sizes back to when she was a late teenager.

We met at postgraduate, I was studying a practical science and she focused on Advertising and Communications, an area that she has continued to work in, albeit from home at this time. We both grew up near London and live close to her parents and family; mine is not that far away.

Joanna has always been pretty logical, more so than me, and took a rational appraisal of situations rather than getting herself emotionally wound up, and this held her in good stead in the family and with her work. She was/is pretty liberal in her politics.

Dress-wise, she has always been fairly conservative, always neatly turned out and made-up. With the second child, and the start of the weight loss, she started to wear more slacks and polo tops out for work, with less make-up than before – a stark but beautiful look. Around the house, she wore more plain tops and track bottoms, practical she said for handling the children.

Throughout her marriage her underwear had always been very conservative and she had very little frilly, sexy, wear despite me having bought her the occasional ensemble which largely remained in the bedroom drawers. Neat underwire plain bras in white, black and flesh accompanied by plain matching panties. The same too for nighties as she definitely preferred pyjamas. 

Underneath she was quite bushy and her pubes extended down to her anus and with a hint of them in her bottom crack. She had never shaved. Her labia were prominent and so was her clit when stimulated. She was pretty strong on her aroma. However, play down here was fairly limited with the occasional oral session, little finger play, and I understood that she didn't masturbate and certainly there was no toy usage. Again, a couple of vibrators remained buried in the bedroom dressing room, well away from the risk of prying eyes and fingers. The one thing I did enjoy was her scent and I had a 'thing' for her used panties and would occasionally borrow an aromatic pair from the laundry basket which always ran of 'fairly' full.

I guess I should give you some idea of myself. I am 5 foot 7, weigh 13 stone and have fairly wide shoulders, a sizeable bottom but nicely defined legs and a neat waist. I have always been clean shaven, don't sport an enormously hairy body, little nipples, small hands and as mentioned I am not huge underneath. My hair colour is a dark ginger bordering on brown and quite distinctive. My job required a lot of travel but I did have the advantage of being able to work anywhere and especially from home when I was back in the UK. I had typical male interests in sports but then I am also artistic and creative. I had no issue with doing my share of household chores by the way and actually enjoyed the mundane tasks.

I was working away in the study in the morning; it was about 11am when Joanna came in. She had been out for the school runs and then had done some shopping and saw a female friend for coffee.

She came in and turned the leather reading chair we have in the study to face the desk and sat down.

"Matt, I have something serious to discuss with you and I want some candid answers and the truth."

I looked at her and stopped doing whatever I was working on, a spreadsheet of some sort.

"Yes, honey, you look serious. What is it?"

"Well I came across these in your luggage."

From a bag that she had brought into the study, she firstly pulled out her panties.

"I know these are mine and I have had my suspicions that you have been enjoying my panties for some time. I ran a count this time you were away and knew I was a pair short."

I am sure I went red.

"However, whose are these? Are they yours?"

And she pulled out a pair of black panties I had and a pair of stockings.

"I think that you need to explain. But before you start, I did a little investigative work on the computer and it didn't take me long to find some of the sites that you have been looking at, especially pertaining to Vancouver stores. So what is it all about?"

She remained collected.

I briefly thought and realised that this was an opportunity to confess and take the gamble. I unloaded that yes I was a crossdresser and had been for some while. And that Vancouver had been an ideal location, though no mention of Simeone as that would have been the red flag to Joanna. I went on about my interests and how far I would dress. She listened intently, no comment and just the occasional clarity question and "Go on – just tell me."

I talked for probably twenty minutes and then came a barrage of questions.

"Have you had a man on this trip or before?" 

"No honey, not on this trip and not in a long while. Let me explain my history here. And I am Aids free, well at my last medical, as you know."

I explained my early history with both sexes and how the crossdressing had started as a result of these early girlfriends.

"Well, you need an Aids test soonest, for my satisfaction" was Joanna's conclusion.

"Tell me about your crossdressing more." 

Another twenty minutes on what I liked in particular (panties and nighties especially), style of dress and lots of prompt questions.

"What did you do with the clothing and did you have any falsies etc?" 

I explained that over the years I had wasted a lot but from this recent trip there was a small stash at my office and yes, I had a pair of silicon falsies which weren't cheap.

"Well I am glad about that, but really I am a little annoyed that you have wasted quite a bit of money no doubt on your alter ego." This was the nearest that she had got to being annoyed.

"Ok, what about your fetishes, I know about your love of panties and used ones, what else have you experienced or fantasise about?"

So I gave her a snapshot of my interests. Once more, Joanna took in, all rationally, the information and asked specific questions such as about straps and whether I fancied being taken by men, by women, by her and how.

"What about the children as for whatever, they are not to know about this?"

"I agree, until we have clarity of direction"

"Well, Matt, I want to think about what you have said and do some of my own research work. I may ask you questions at various times, some of which may be somewhat convoluted but bear with me. I also want you to write me a long letter outlining what you have told me, but especially to focus on what you see happening in the future if this is allowed to continue. I am irked I will say, not by the dressing but that you did not have the confidence to tell me about this earlier."

"However, to be fair, I have not been that open about my needs to and that is something we need to address both in terms of our life at larger, and especially sexually. There I have failed you I admit."

"Let's go and get some lunch."

And that was it for the day, in fact for two days as Joanna went away to do her analytical thing. I put the letter together for her and sent it over to her by e-mail the following morning. Writing had always been a powerful way of communicating between us. The day after I got my test done and arranged for the Doc to send Joanne the results.

Questions then started to emerge ranging from my balance of sexuality and experiences with men and women, then to my happiness with work, and onto even my preference of styles for lingerie and dressing. Also, how I felt about household chores, money management, family – all rather disjointed in structure and lacking any reasoning at this point. Then she asked to see my silicon breasts so I brought this home from my storage at work and she took them off to closely examine them. This was all over a period of another five days though by day 6 she was saying,

"Look be patient with me, I am getting there as to should we continue this and if so how. By the way, I am not going to divorce you for being a deviant – yet!"

This was the first positive sign emerging.

The second sign came on Day 9 – I had a quick overseas overnighter on Day 8 to make and I went as a male! I got home on Day 9 evening and Joanna was there, but no kids.

"Honey, my parents have the kids tonight. Let's have a good dinner as we need a long chat. Go and make yourself comfortable and unpack"

I came through and dinner was well on the go. Joanna handed me a glass and toasted "to us."

Dinner came up – a simple tagliatelle with bacon, cherry toms, red onions and a green side salad, freshly dressed.

Joanna started up,

"Look I meant what I said about not wanting to divorce you. I have been pretty mad at you and as I indicated this is not about you dressing, rather that you have never told me and I have been mad at myself too, for not unloading to you."

"I have done my research work and you know I am pretty thorough and I have been into many aspects of crossdressing, transvestism and trans-sexuality. My opinion is that you fall heavily into the middle camp."

"I have no basic issue with this if you are honest with me and I will be with you. The first thing we need to discuss is your job and your happiness at this – as you know my income has been increasing rapidly and I think we could consider a role reversal if you wish work-wise. I wouldn't mind going back to work and you could contract from home. The kids would love it."

We discussed this at length and also covered a lot of home items. It was decided that I would aim to work more and more from home and take on a lot of the household chores whilst Joanne would start working more outside the home, take over the day to day finances, but investments would be mutually decided on. In short, we set a goal of moving to household income being 70:30 from her instead of me within two years.= and if we could achieve this possibly inside 12 months and thereby accelerating my move into being a house/husband wife. 

"Then my second major point is just how bi are you and especially when you are in female mode. By the way I know that you are negative and clear of any STDs"

We discussed this at length and that I truly saw myself as a 'bottom,' or very much the femme in the act, and towards the submissive.

"Ok that is clear, and I want to own up to some things now. I feel ashamed that I have never shared with you any of my sexual cravings or leanings. I'm also ashamed that I put on so much weight pre and post our marriage and that hasn't helped with my sexual confidence either."

There are three things I have been wishing to explore, Matt, and have never had the confidence to open up to you. Firstly, I had a wonderful lesbian relationship in my final year at school with one of my teachers and this continued through 1st year at University; I have long craved to have another girlfriend – this doesn't mean that I don't love you."

We explored this and Joanna's history. And I can say it was a shock.

"Secondly, our sex life hasn't been that great in the past and that I would like to pep up. I have had for some time quite a few dominant thoughts and want to take much more control in bed with you. This could work well with what you have unloaded to me, so yes I am prepared to go along with your dressing. Some rules in a minute though."

"Thirdly, you aren't hugely endowed, though your girth is pretty good and I love your oral on me. I haven't had that much experience with other men but would like to enjoy some new real cock if I can. Now this maybe a shock to you, just as your dressing is to me, and I will only do it with your blessing and when you are ready."

I probably did look stunned. Joanna opened another bottle of wine and poured fresh glasses.

"Now the basics and rules and they are simple."

To summarise, I have no issue with you dressing and for me, I may well indulge too in my dome play. However, we should be careful with the kids. They are too young at the moment to know our details. So, I don't want you going around in a skirt or a nightie, or with make-up on when they are around but if they away on a sleep over with friends or our parents and relatives, I have no issue. You can wear panties if you wish all the time and I would suggest you wear female jammies at nighttime. We can go out and buy some if you wish and, yes, I would like to go shopping with you soon.

Secondly, we tell each other about potential partners and we will be frank to each other about our experiences with them and preferably sex should not be in the house, unless we, and I emphasise we agree and invite them and the children are away. We should also clear any partner for cleanliness. And as to partners, I have no problem in helping you if you help me meet my desires. If you want to be cuckolded, that is no issue and I have enjoyed researching that aspect, let me say. However, I would like to push ahead on finding a girlfriend soonest."

We then covered minor stuff and cleaned up the dinner stuff.

Back to what happened after our long dinner chat; well nothing. We went through to the bedroom, cleaned up and cuddled together and kissed, nothing more. In fact, nothing happened for a further two nights until the kids were off for a sleep over. Little was said and we lived as husband and wife, in thought and in dress, going about our daily work and chores, as well as family.

On the third day, I was at work when Joanna called,

"Honey, we have the night, in fact the next two nights to ourselves. The kids are having a sleepover tonight at their friends. Emma and Sammie, and tomorrow they will be at my parents. All the logistics have been arranged. I think we can come to full agreement over the future and put this all behind us, so could you try and be reasonably early tonight, for me. And if you could get the day off tomorrow or work from home, that would be really nice"

"Could you pick up a couple of bottles of wine on the way home, and also these food items?" She listed them.

"And could you pick up some depilatory cream, your favourite brand as I don't use it normally, and you are better versed in that area, (laughingly said). I love you, by the way"

She put the phone down.

So, I did the shopping on leaving the office and headed home. It was about 6.15 when I pulled into our driveway. We have three old cottages spliced together on the edge of the village. Apart from being quite chocolate-box, in nature and warm, the property was away from other houses and gave us welcomed privacy.

I entered the house and the fire was lit, the place was snug; it was rather a raw evening. Joanna emerged, glass of wine in hand for me, and gave a long kiss to say hello. She was dressed as she often was in a black rollneck, black pants, black low heel shoes and with a gold necklace and bangle on. Her hair was pulled back with an alice-band and her make up was minimal. A touch of gloss and a little eyeliner.




Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 01



"Hi honey, missed you. How was your day?" We sat down and covered our respective days and what had happened as well as the logistics for the kids.

"Let's eat pretty early – I have dinner prepared." 

So we went through and ate in the kitchen-diner. Conversation continued with more "facts of the house" and then turned more to our comfort levels of Joanna working out of the home and me as a house husband, and in Joanna taking over the day to day financials. She was far better organized than me for this so, in fact, I was more than comfortable with this happening.

After dinner, we went through and sat by the fire and had another glass of wine. Nothing had come up about our sexual direction, orientation or plans but then if over these 36 hours, we covered all our bases and got our lives rolling forward, I was fine with that and best not to push Joanna after all I had put her through.

"OK honey, tell you what. I am going to the study and read for a while and I will get ready for bed in the main guest room, so I don't disturb you. I will come to bed later but I want a good read."

Later, she told me she had downloaded some crossdressing and lesbian erotic stories for her continued education and to excite her and this was a surprise for me as she seemed to enjoy written pornography.

"I want you to go through to the bedroom now; yes I know it's only a quarter to nine but you probably have plenty to do. Firstly, I want you devoid of hair from the eyebrows down, not a single stubble and that's why I wanted you to pick up your favourite cream today."

I looked at her and asked "Are you absolutely sure?" 

"Oh totally, honey, I also want you to dress in what I have laid out and follow the instructions that I have left. Now off to the bedroom with you and take your time, I need perfection."

We duly went our separate ways and on entering the bedroom, there on the bed was laid out a new Barbara matching black lingerie set, a 38C bra, deep garter belt, stockings and hi-side matching panties, all smooth on the rear and the front panel, but a hint of lace on the cups and side panels of the suspenders and the panties. Next to the lingerie was a ¾ length silky black nightie with thin straps and a bodice lacy front. There was also a small note on top of a brown envelope that asked me to open the envelope when I was ready.

I went into the bathroom and on her counter was laid out her make-up and a note to use what I needed. Next to the make up were my silicon falsies and a note asking me to ensure that I fixed those on for her. Finally there was an enema solution and a third note asking me to clean myself out for her.

It took me the better part of an hour and a half to prepare, firstly the enema and then the depilatory cream and then I took two showers so to take away the residue and then the smell. I then used a moisturizing cream on me to soften my skin and further scent me as being feminine. I then commenced my make up, applying nail varnish – I am lucky in having a steady hand, and then fixed my breasts on. This was followed by the foundation cream, eye liner and shades and finally a darkish red lipstick of Joanna's which hadn't been used before.

All of this was highly exciting with the anticipation of what was to come and being able to transform for her. I came out into the bedroom and slowly put on the lingerie; it felt wonderful. Fortunately I am not massively endowed so with the panties holding me in, my bulge wasn't too tent-like. Finally I slipped on the nightie and went into the bathroom and put on some Van Cleefs and Arpel perfume of Joanna's, something I had bought her from duty free. A dab on the ears neck and just above my breasts and my panties line.

Back into the bedroom, I opened the envelope that she had left me. Inside there was a second note,

"Call down to me when you are ready, so I guess now, and I will come up at some point."

I did as requested and shouted down that I ready for her.

"Firstly, open the small brown envelope and wear the contents"

Inside there was a gold necklace with an engraved 'tag' saying "I am Joanna's girl" This, I put on.

"Secondly, I now want you to open the zip-bag in this envelope and take out the smaller black hi-side panties inside. I want you to put them on your head, crotch to the nose and inhale my aromas – and I have worn them for two successive days."

"There is a second pair in there, a full black brief. You are to put these on as well but the other way round, so with the leg holes pointing back, so as I want to mask you. And then you are to climb on the bed, lie there and await my arrival and contemplate my intense scents."

I waited for about 30 minutes deeply enjoying Joanna's intense, but familiar, scent and the thought of what was to happen. 

Suddenly I sensed that she had entered the room; I could just make out her form through the black material of the back of the brief panties. She watched me and went around the bed. The TV came to life with the sound of provocative sex sounds coming from girls.

She came over and climbed onto the bed. I could feel her standing close to me and then over me, closely inspecting me; suddenly she pulled off the used panties and she was there just about right over my chin with her front pointing down the bed towards the TV. She had a grey and white tank top on and what appeared to be a white male thong or small jockstrap.

"Do not move at all, Do not say a thing."

She played with herself, obviously lightly massaging her clitoris and then running her hands down over her cunt to provocatively toy with her anus, and onto her bottom cheeks. She had never played with her bottom and had repelled any suggestion of anal sex with me in the past. On the TV were two girls embraced in a 69 which was what she was watching.

Then she slid her thong provocatively off and continued her finger massage gradually opening her legs and showing me more of her sights in their glory and better than I had ever seen her, especially when she bent over, opening up her anus for me and inserting her finger. 

She tantalisingly lowered her bottom slowly down onto my nose and I could smell her anal sex and her pre-cum; her scent was pervading the room as it was that potent. My tongue was ready for pleasing her cunt,

"Matilda, Mattie, Now please my cunt." 

Joanna pressed her vaginal entrance area forcefully onto my tongue. She was already soaking wet and very aromatic, a familiar taste but much stronger and wetter than normal. She was controlling my breathing and which area I could please her. This was the first time I had ever been queened by her.

What a wonderful sensation and she started to use my tongue and nose as built in sex toys to pleasure her. She came quickly and two strong, juddering orgasms hit her, gushing her cream into my mouth. She had never cum like this before at any time in our marriage.

Joanna didn't wind down as she normally would do. She moved off me and went to her side table drawer. She pulled out what turned out to be a purple femdoe (can highly recommend them). She inserted the bulbous attachment into her vulva and then moved back to me with some lub that was applied by her fingers to my male vagina as she called it. She took the priapus part, moved it passed my panties and into me. It wasn't long with her deep fucking before we both had very substantial orgasms which left us collapsed together, that's the beauty of the femdoe that both of you strongly feel the sensations. What a wonderful night was underway.



Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 02



Joanna did something that she never had done before. Whenever, we had sex, she would immediately head to the bathroom and clean herself up. She also tried to avoid wet spots on the sheets and, if there were any, I was to sleep on them. That night, she rolled off me, took out her femdoe and gave me the bulbous end to suck so I took in her very sticky, heavy vaginal cum. She jumped out of bed, put her boy-thong back on and then pulled out new heavy cotton-striped pyjamas that had a fly and a string cord. She had me cuddled into her, still in my lingerie and nightie.

"I like doing this, the other way around. I wish we had done this sooner. Let's talk about it in the morning though." 

We were soon asleep and the first thing I knew was Joanna nudging me.

I woke up as she climbed back on top of me, having taken off her pyjama bottoms and her thong. The first thing I really knew were her delicious globes coming back onto me and, once more, presenting her anus and cunt for my service. 

"Mmmmmm, just clean me up, I need some more pleasure"

Back to my tongue, nose and mouth work on her encrusted love areas I went, taking her in and obviously pleasing her. Her hands worked their forward and played with me through my panties and she referred to my cock as my boy-clit, bringing it up to its maximum. She lent forward, opening her pussy further to me and teased me through the fabric of my black panties. I felt her orgasm starting to rise, and once more her pre-cum was pretty copious in its quantity that went into my mouth. She moved forward on me, turned around and slid her hands under my panties to release my clit into her cunt.

"Fuck me, my girl Mattie." 

She rode up and down on me as I matched her movements from under her. She allowed me to feel her breasts under pyjama tops and soon she was climbing her sexual mountain to orgasm in the high clouds.

She stayed on me for probably fifteen minutes as she wound down. 

"Mmmmm, that is a really nice way to wake up. Let's go and get some coffee"

She jumped off the bed,

"And then we can shower and I so want to feel your breasts."

Joanna slipped her thong back on and her jammie bottoms. She handed me a negligee and we went through to make some coffee and sat at the table. She held my hand."

"I really prefer you as a woman, you know. It really is the sort of 'in-between sex' that appeals to me. That was the best sex of our marriage so far; well for me it was"

"For me too, and I really thank you for your tolerance over this"

"Don't worry and don't be stupid; you probably haven't seen anything yet."

And she smiled and winked at me.

"In fact, I am of the mind that if we had been without children, I would fully transform you and have you living 24-7 as my wife. And I mean that."

She continued,

"For example, I would love you to have real breasts and a better girly shape. However, do not get me wrong, you are pretty convincing already, given your legs, your smallish hands, the 'curvature' that you have and, luckily, no real Adams Apple showing."

"Thanks, Joanna" 

"However, with the kids, we are going to have to find a balance in all of this and that will mean some 'novelty' in our approach. "

She smiled again, and drunk some more coffee.

"And on that score, we need to get showered and dressed as I want to take you shopping today. I thought we would head to the discount area at Banbury and then we can take on Oxford or Reading. Yes, I want you to go as a female and you will be ok as both places do get a lot of tranny clientele apparently. And you are with me."

We went back to the bedroom and stripped off. Normally, bathing together rarely took place, though we also had a large tub and had had some family baths. But showering together, I really had to strain the memory as to last when.

Joanna slowly stripped down, taking her pyjama bottoms and her thong off. I had a close look at it and it was indeed more like a male jockstrap. 

"I really like wearing it, Mattie, and wouldn't mind getting a couple more today as well as plain back or white briefs, or boy briefs. What do you think?" 

She then took off her pyjama tops. "And I thought I would really try and find some 'restraining' bras to flatten me out a bit. Obviously I am a C cup so complete flattening is out, short of surgery and I have given that some thought by the way.

I took my bra off last to tease Joanna a bit. She came across and closely inspected my breasts.

"These are nice on you."

She inspected them closely and felt them on me, coming from behind and cupping my breasts against me. 

"Come on into the shower, I want to wash you and you me. Here are shower caps by the way."

Putting them on, we entered the shower and soon the hot water was streaming over us.

"I love you naked with no hair like this", as her hands roamed over me, focusing inevitably on my boy-clit and also my anus.....

I washed her down carefully and then she pushed me downwards so as to orally take her then and there, Very quickly, she was cumming into my mouth.

"Leave your tongue in me while I calm down, Mattie"

I obliged, taking all of Joanna's orgasmic emission in.

We stepped out of the shower and toweled each other down, Joanna a little weak from the pleasure this morning. She perked up quickly though. 

"Come on, we need to get dressed and I have some things for you to wear -- you will hint at feminity but your dress will be somewhat 'asexual.' Nothing to worry at" 

And then her laughter.

Back into the bedroom, and Joanna went to one of her drawers.

"You have a choice of wearing your lingerie from last night; however I also have these which are from me before I lost weight. They should fit you though, before we get you stocked up"

I responded with a "Thanks, Joanna"

"You know, Mattie,I want you in nothing but panties from now on, no male underwear."

Joanna held up a white part lacy soft bra and matching panties.

"Remember these perhaps; from the age of Joanna Zog I think. Try them on"

So I slipped into the bra, hooking it around my breast and putting my falsies into their respective cups before slipping the straps over my shoulders. The panties fitted well, holding my clit nicely in.

"Nice, now these I have bought for you ahead of time and she held up a pair of carbon grey women's pants, with an evidently high waist.

"Firstly, put these tights on as it will be chilly out there and then follow the pants."

I rolled the hosiery on, Joanna suitably impressed by my talent, and then put the pants on which came high up my waist. She had sized me well. 

"Ok, Mattie, for your top, I want you to try on this old blouse of mine"

She held up a grey silky one with a Peter Pan collar. 

"And I have this large jumper for you to wear."

Joanna had always liked her jumpers and sweaters baggy, so I wasn't that surprised that it fit easily on me. The blouse went on to and was a little tight but I could get the buttons on it done up. There was a little pressure on my breasts that I could feel.

"Ok that's you before we fix you make-up."

Joanna put on a pair of plain black female briefs, a tight bra, and then for her top, a rugby shirt and a pair of jeans. Socks on and she produced these boy-like brown brogues. 

"Oh I got these for you to go on with, but we need to do some shoe shopping."

She handed over a pair of flat heeled shoes, size 7.5, and my size.

"They should be reasonably comfortable for you. No socks by the way. Back into the bathroom for you."

Joanna then quickly made me up, lightly and nicely using a mix of grey and brown for my eyes and some burnt red lipstick to highlight my lips. She then brushed my hair, sweeping it into a more femme look, before applying hair lacquer to lock the style in. As to her make up it was very minimal and she pulled her hair back with a band. And there was a spray of a Bulgari perfume for me.

"I may need to have it cut shortly, and think I will go for a boy look this next time. What do you think?"

"Let's grow your out some more, it is a lovely feminine colour with that dark ginger-brunette tone, and it's already so thick. You are lucky"

"Ok let's get going. You look great"

Joanna produced a small tan clutch bag for me, one of hers. And she made sure I had my necklace on and some of her bangles. 

"My jewellery is essentially yours now by the way. We may have to some resized and we need to work on your ears, but here are some clip ear-rings for today."

She helped snap them into place and then went to the hall cupboard and pulled out her old red coat.

"This should fit you really well and, maybe, it will help you 'hide' behind it" 

Meanwhile, she put on a grey jacket over her rugby shirt.

"I'll drive."

We locked up, went to the car, got it and Joanna pulled away.

That evening we came back with the back of the car full of parcels and bags. What a day; I had had only a few looks at me and then Joanna had stepped in, saying that we had a party coming up and this was preparation for it. We had even managed lunch smoothly.

Without going into minute details of each item, I came away with four skirts of varying lengths, six pairs of pants, five pairs of shoes, eight blouses, eight tops and boots, six bras, probably around twenty pair s of panties, two suspender belts, a waspie, a corset, plenty of stockings and pantyhose and three pairs of female pyjamas, as well as a couple of plain but feminine dressing gowns, and a pair of simple, female (well almost asexual) slippers. 

Joanna, on the way over to Banbury, had said that we needed to avoid buying sweaters and nighties as she needed to go through her older larger clothing. There would be plenty in closet that could be worn by me as well as, maybe, some bras and certainly a number of panties. I said that I would be quite turned on by wearing lingerie that had been up against her boobs or cunt. She had chuckled at that. 

She also joked that I had more and better lingerie than she had ever had. We had bought good brands on discount like Wacoal, Triumph, Barbara, Fantasie and Chantelle.

Not that Joanna had been inactive; she found two pairs of male like shoes, two pairs of nice heavy, small, classic striped men's pyjamas, and a nice silk male robe for wearing around the house. On top of all of this, she bought some moreof her flattening bras as well as plain, elastomer content, female briefs. Lastly, she had managed to buy men's briefs for herself and two thongs and jockstraps. 

Shecommented, 

"The only time I wear women's panties now is to scent them for your pleasure -- now if I find a girlfriend, we can use hers for that too." 

In a riding shop, Joanna also bought a couple of crops and then, lastly, we stopped at this good sex shop on the outskirts of Oxford and bought three different sized vibrators, two heavy, chrome butt plugs, and some wrist and ankle cuffs as well as a spreader. Joanna admitted that she had spent time online and that her sexual repertoire and inventory was rapidly increasing and I would soon see what she had been up to.

We made our way, exhausted, home.

"Let's briefly freshen up and grab a quick Italian" 

Despite my nervousness in going into one of our more familiar haunts, that is what we did. Joanna fronted the conversation to the staff to cover for me.

We got back to the house at about 9pm and took off our coats.

Joanna said, 

"Look Mattie, you go and run a nice hot bath and soak, and please ensure that there is no stubble on you."

"I really don't mind if you start using my salon for waxing treatments and special make-up sessions; that is something that I can tee up for you."

She continued, 

"And you do need to keep your love channel as clean as possible for my access, particularly when you are at home"

I went to move towards the bedroom. 

"I will get the bags unpacked and then leave out your nightwear; I also want to ferret around my dressing room so take your time. Once you are out of the bath and in your night attire ready for me,give me a call."

So off to the bathroom I went and drew a long bath with some bubble bath. I stripped down and put my lingerie in the laundry basket. Into the bath I got and had an inspection with my razor, using it to shave my face and then my 'mons' and my chest, ensuring I was as smooth as a baby. I nearly fell asleep.

Joanna came in to the bathroom. "Ok honey, you look good there, and I just love your breasts emerging from the suds; a bit like mine."

She went around the bathroom to her counter and pulled out some eye shadow and lipstick and her Chanel No 5 perfume. 

"Mattie love, just a touch of eye make up, lipstick and perfume yourself and that will be fine tonight. Your lingerie is laid out for you now."

She sat on the edge of the bath and closely looked at me. 

"Look Mattie, we will manage this with the kids somehow but I really do want you as my wife from now on. To you I will be Jo, and really that isn't much difference to our names, is it. But Jo as in Joe." 

"I have been thinking long and hard, so there will be several changes in the days and weeks to come but you will, I am sure, approve of them and support me with them."

"I'm going to go and shower and change in the guest room and then, as I said before, I want to read in the study for a while before coming to bed as I want to relax and also think some more. Do stay awake for me!"

She exited the bathroom; I could hear her move around the bedroom and the TV went on. I was getting out of the bath and dried down when she said, 

"I am off to shower now in the guest room. I have left you my brief panties that I have been wearing all day on your pillow. I am looking at them now and I can tell you that they are nicely crusted, so enjoy them and contemplate me and my pussy for the next hour or so. See you soon."

I dried down, made up as suggested, and went back into the bedroom. There on the bed was the pink Chantelle bra, waspie and panties that we had gotten, along with new charcoal stockings. Next to them was something I recognized, her long cream/white silk nightie she had shortly after we had married, and there was a matching gown.

This ensemble had more of a strap across the shoulder and an open back but, in Joanna's time, her breasts and her nipples had been neatly shaped and outlined in the nightie's bodice; this was covered in a lace interwoven with a hint of gold thread. I checked and it was a size 16, far too big for her today and far too feminine in style.

I took my time putting the lingerie on and it felt good. On the TV, she had left another lesbian DVD running with two young girls, one a brunette and the other like me, a dark redhead and very much the filly of the two. Both girls were shaved and very much enjoying their oral and toy play.

I slipped on Joanna's nightie and it fitted well. I tried on the peignoir and that felt wonderful so I left it on. There on the pillow were her panties from the day and I had a close look. She had been right about their state and I could already take her essence without even wearing them. She had obviously been quite excited during the day. There was also an old stocking next to the panties and I used that to bind her gusset onto my nose from behind me by running the stocking through the leg holes. I tightened it up and tied it off. Joanna's scent was indeed strong. I lay down on the bed watching the movie.

Jo appeared about 40 minutes later as the DVD was finishing. She was dressed in her new male pyjamas with their string cord hanging down where her cock should be. Her hair was firmly swept backwards; there was no make up on and she was carrying a bag. She stood in front of me and we looked at each other, no touching, or saying a thing. I continued to inhale her essence and looked at her.

She leant forward and went under her old silky nightie and her hand sought out my panties and pulled them down slightly.

"Push your bottom up" 

I complied. She took out some lubricant, massaged it onto her finger and then into my anus, her finger lingering in there. From the bag, she pulled out one of the heavy butt plugs we had bought that day and pushed it home, pulling my panties back into position.

She took the bag around her side of the bed and came back to me. Her hands wandered over my breasts and down to my clit. She was looking at me intently and then came forward and kissed me on the lips through her brief's fabric. I could pick up the fragrance of a man's cologne. 

"Maybe I should gag my girl, but I want you to render your oral submission to me, Mattie."

With this, she stepped back and stood in front of me and peeled off her pyjama bottoms to reveal her new jockstrap covering her mons pubis and her haven.

"I do enjoy wearing these you know, but then you need unadulterated access to me to please me with your womanly tongue and mouth."

She slipped her fingers into the jockstrap band and quickly lowered the strap and covered herself with her hand. She stepped forward to me again, close to my face so her cunt would be right in front of my line of vision through her scented briefs.

"Look what I have done for you."

She quickly removed her hand and there in front of me I saw that she had removed all her pubes too. 

"Say nothing for now, but it does feel good and I want to feel you closer in me with your tongue and your clit. And a good lover should be naked for her girlfriends or boyfriends. It's more hygienic too."

Her finger came back to play along her labial valley and down to her cunt and back up to massage and tease her clit. She was full onto me as she slowly masturbated herself, something I had never seen her do before. 

"I love doing this to my little cock" 

Her fingers circled her clit, gently pressing on it, squeezing it out of its hood. They then ran full length down her now wet slit and one finger slipped into her, and then two. 

She pulled them out and presented them to my lips under her brief and I took her pre-cum in. Back to her clit technique, then down the labial love channel and again insertion and some fingering before she re-presented her sticky digits for my tongue. 

This went on for some 10 minutes and then she spun around, leant over, presenting her bottom to me and I could clearly see that she too had the other butt plug in her rear channel.

Her fingers darted under her and she started heavily masturbating her cunt, giving me a clear view of her pre-cum emerging and her fingers going in and out. All her former pubes had gone and she was naked as a baby down here. I nearly came as she did, with three fingers in her she tipped herself into her first orgasm.

"Mmmmm but now I want your tongue and mouth on me and here's the medium sized vibe to begin with. Use it on me Mattie."

She climbed on the bed, released her briefs from me, and rolled over onto her haunches, presenting her bottom towards me. I stepped out of my peignoir came to her from her rear and my nose and tongue lingered on her naked pussy and around her plugged anus. She nuzzled back into me so that I could go deeper and run my tongue up her labial channel towards her clit. She was very wet from her first orgasm and this I duly took in, so as to encourage her to flow more with her second. As she built her intensity up, I was ready with the vibrator and just before she orgasmed I pushed it into her with the vibration on; this was enough for her and over the top she went, with a fairly strong ejaculation. She had hardly ever shot her cum before. I cleaned her up.

"Just like those two girls on the DVD?"

"That was good, now I need to queen you again to remind me you are my sex girl."

She climbed on top of me and moved her bottom right onto my nose. I could feel the plug in her. She moved forward slightly giving me better access to her very heavily moist cunt, grabbed the TV control and hit replay so she could see the two girls play. 




Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 02



She set up a slow rocking action with her bottom over my nose and mouth to ensure true homage was paid to her. This went on and on with her controlling the pace and where I focused. I was loving it as, with her being naked, it was more erotic to serve her down there.

She built up to another smaller orgasm, her third of the evening. It washed over her. As she came off her peak, 

"Now I want to take you" 

She got off the bed and turned her back to me and erotically removed her plug. I saw her step into a harness and push home a dildo into her rear and it looked like a bigger one into her cunt. She then took off her pyjama tops in one go and turned around to me, completely naked except for this harness and from it a lubricated 8 inch cock.

"One of my recent acquisitions. Turn over."

Jo positioned me onto a pillow to push my bottom higher and removed my panties and plug. She then pushed her briefs back over my face to take her scent in. 

I felt her climb onto the back of me and then I felt her push home and gently started to fuck me, and in doing so herself. God, it felt good, being violated by my female husband and she soon built my excitement up and hers.

As she approached climax she pulled back and said wait a second...I want this to build right up and she removed the harness completely and commanded me to turn over. Next thing she was on top of me letting me take her in the rear and it wasn't long before my cum was finding its destiny in her.

"Mmmm, so good, Mattie, now clean me out again and bring me one more smaller orgasm, a nice clitoral one, before we turn in."

And that's what happened before Jo put her jockstrap and pyjamas back on and I tidied myself up. Just before we turned in, she made sure her briefs were back in tight position so that I was not going to escape her aromatic scent overnight. We quickly fell asleep.



Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 03



Next morning saw a repetition of the previous morning with having to please Joanna orally. Morning sex was something that she had never gone for before, but now she was ceaseless in needing the pleasure and my servitude to her.

Unfortunately with the kids and work, the nail varnish had to come off my fingers and the boobs had to be released. However Jo insisted that I now wore panties and hose to work and she chose some neat Triumph black briefs that we had bought. She reminded me that I had to explore with the company opportunities for becoming more home based and to book the relevant appointments with line and Human Relations.

Things moved pretty fast on all accounts and I now step forward two months in Joanna (Jo's) and my (Matt now Mattie)'s history.

My company was more than accommodating and welcomed an opportunity to move me into a 'from home project consultancy' capacity as it helped them with some line issues. I received a very healthy check for redundancy and a contract to enable me to establish myself as a contractor, and I was in the midst of taking the necessary holiday leave and statutory break to distant myself tax wise. This gave me the time for the family and to help Joanna ease back into her corporate advertising role, something her company was also thrilled to have in getting more of her time for them. Essentially, she worked in the office, or was on travel 3 to 4 days a week, and the rest of the time she worked from home. The study became essentially her office, and also a necessity for her considering that she now took on the day-to-day financial role of the family.

Not withstanding my payoff, we were financially in a far stronger position as Joanna was commanding a very good salary. We decided to push our bedroom into one of the old outhouses to give us more room, a new bathroom and to incorporate a private playroom cum second bedroom there. We had applied already for planning permission which was t prove easy to get as there was little outside modifications, other than windows.

The kids were thrilled with our changes and were getting use to their dad dropping them off and picking them up from school and in doing the errands. We white-lied a little too them that this was something Mum and Dad had been planning for a while.

Apart from the children and all that they entailed, my life was that of a housewife with the cooking, cleaning and laundry to perform, plus some time for my painting and also for beautifying myself; this included a daily ritual of ensuring my body was depilated and an enema or two, as well as two close cut, barber-razor, shaving of my 'beard'. I was actually enjoying my more mundane role in life and was far happier. This probably showed through to the family and relatives.

Joanna had introduced me to her salons, and my presence for their wax treatments, manicures and other treatments, wasn't considered out of the ordinary; well overtly it wasn't. The one thing I didn't have to tackle was the garden. Neither of us did this and we had an excellent girl, Louise, come in for this. Louise had her own gardening service business so that was a big time saver for us.

Our sex life continued on unabated and never slowed down; Joanna was wanting frequent oral servitude to her as the bare minimum. We were snatching any opportunities we had, coupled with fuller transformation sessions when the kids were out of the house. Joanna really relished her role as the dominant male-oriented one of the two of us and I just didn't believe how far I had been allowed to come as her boy gurl, and very much as her wife.

Things were changing pretty fast and Joanna was relishing her dominant role, fixing up appointments and in stocking us up to be as true as we could in our roles. 

She gave me a generous budget for clothing and day-to-day underwear and consumables, and then a beautification budget on top. She had promised that she would look after my 'evening' sexier wear, lingerie etc. Really these were items that she wanted to see me in and to tease her. Her taste was, very much, to see me wearing corsets, basques and playsuits complete with the requisite stockings, coupled with nice matching briefs. So my smalls drawers had really expanded rapidly as I was buying the daily essentials from Wacoal and Chantelle in particular, and she was adding in Rigby & Peller, La Senza, Aubdade, Fleur, Cosabella and niche designer such as Tallulah and Rosy. 

In fact, with everything going on, we swapped our dressing room closets over. In doing this, I came back in one day to find that she had completely removed all my male underwear and associated items like swimsuits and sports wear. 

"I hope that you are ok with this, Mattie, as it really is part of your transition and I want you wearing panties now 24-7 and no excuses for wearing any male underwear; male underwear or similar styles in female panties, well that is now my domain."

Joanna continued,

"If you need to see the doctor or there's a risk that men friends may see you, well then you have to choose panties that are plain in design and asexual. There's plenty out there if you look. And really, you ought to slowly make them all realise that you are embracing your powerful femme side."

For my fitness activities, therefore, I had to go out and buy female running shorts and tops.

Joanna had gone right through her old clothing from when she was much larger to help recover storage space for us. A lot of it had gone out to charity, however I inherited a number of her sweaters and blouses in particular, and some nice panties. These I enjoyed wearing, knowing that she too had been in them at some point. 

From her own angle, and she didn't mention this overtly that she was going to, she stopped wearing skirts, dresses and moved over to pants and roll neck sweaters, shirts and plain tops. From a lingerie perspective, she went for very plain bras that were heavily Lycra-based to try and flatten her breasts, as well as simply styled full brief panties in white or black. These had to be totally with no frills or lace. Then there were the male thongs and jockstraps that she had quickly loved to wear. 

Her nightwear was nothing other than classic male jams with draw-strings, whereas I had a mix of nighties from her old collection, ones bought by us and female jammies, especially from Eberjay. My jammies fell into my purchase domain and were worn at night or first thing in the morning when the kids were in the house. Nothing was really said on that front.

The kids did pick up on some changes though, such as Joanna's clothing. Two of the major step-changes had been performed the previous weekend and these had elicited response from them. 

Firstly, Joanna had her hair restyled to a much shorter cut, still female but with a hint of boyishness to it. That got approval and they noted that my hair was a little longer and thicker now. This was only natural with the salon treatments I had been having. Nothing much more said on that front.

Secondly, on one of those visits out to the salon, Joanne had arranged that I should go on and get my ears pierced. So, with some trepidation, I had it done, and was now sporting two simple gold studs as the puncturing healed. That got comments but was focused more on who else at school fathers had them and why two, not one, to which I had responded that I had never liked the concept of just wearing one in the same ear all the time. 

A third more subtle change was that Joanna had held to her promise of her jewellery. She now only wore her wedding ring and a family signet ring. She had kept back her engagement ring and a couple of other pieces but others we had taken to the jeweller together for sizing and then modification. 

The jeweller had looked at us somewhat startled when Joanna said that "These are for Mattie here", but he agreed to make the necessary adaption and did a pretty quick turnaround on adding the resizing. The principal ring I had to wear was Joanna's eternity ring which was a band of five diamonds on platinum and that I wore as my engagement ring and, from then on, I wore it most of the time. A single solitaire was also adapted and that I wore on my left pinkie. And I had a number of bangles and bracelets adjusted too, as well as her gold charm bracelet.

So, an enormous amount of change had occurred in the two months since we went, together, down this different route; we were a lot happier in ourselves and our balance and roles in life at large. Things, however, were going to up a level in the days about to come.

It was my birthday in May and it fell on a Friday. The day was spent as normal. Joanna woke first as she was wont to do and immediately took her pyjama bottoms off and climbed on top of me to queen me and be sated with my tongue. Following this, I got up, put my robe over my cream jammies, teeth and a first shave, and went and awoke the kids. Then it was downstairs to make them breakfast and coffee for us. Joanna was working from home that day, so she went through to the study dressed in her men's pyjamas and her male silk robe and quickly went through any overnight e-mails. We all assembled in the kitchen and there were cards and Happy Birthdays.

Breakfast over, Joanna went back to her study, I cleaned up and got a laundry load going. I went and changed for taking the kids to school. I chose a pair of pale light blue track-suit bottoms, a blue top and one of Joanne's old sweaters.

The frenetic last minute dash for the kids took place and then I took them to school in the 4x4. And back to the house. Joanna stopped work and came through to give me a kiss on getting back.

"Mattie, why don't you go and do your daily preparation and I will finish off my work here. I am going to suggest we go out to lunch even though we are out later with the children and, as you know, we have a long weekend away together tomorrow as your real birthday present from me. I want you dressed all female today and I'll choose something for you to wear, and then we will get back here and down-tone you before the kids need picking up."

"Ok honey, that sounds like a good plan."

I went and did some small chores and got the laundry ready for ironing; we had a woman in the village who did that task at a very good price and far better than we ever could achieve. Also, I ensured that the kids rooms were clean and tidy.

With all this out of the way, I went to the bathroom and prepared my enema, just in case Joanna wanted to take me. With the right equipment in the bathroom now, it was a fairly quick task. While I was waiting for my flush to take place, I had a second close shave and ran a bubble bath. Then having got the flushing out of the way, I climbed into the bath and soaked myself before inspecting my legs and mons for any stubble. The fact that I was now having regular wax treatments helped minimise the need to use shaving or creams.

I lay there soaking in the bath in my shower cap and my mind turned to the extension design and fine-tuning of the storage area to ensure we had plenty of room and efficient use of space. Joanna had suggested two large closets for us, with mine effectively doubling current capacity and, then, we would have a third double-closet onto the new bedroom/private lounge/'playroom' with the back part of it available for our increasing sex toy collection, and the front of it acting as camouflage by carrying our general storage. Work was beginning to progress on the outer conversion for the additional room.

I got out of the bath, dried off and made-up; no nail varnish, other than a plain coating. I went into the bedroom and there, laid out on the bed, was a new cream lacy bra, a bikini pair of panties, and tan pantyhose. Along with the lingerie was a caramel coloured blouse, a floral pattern beige and grey 'swishy' skirt and a bolero style jacket. 

Shoes were a caramel court style pair. My jewellery was also laid out, the two rings, my necklace with its gold tag, "I am Joanna's girl" and the gold charm bracelet. Joanna had also left a present there for me with a note, "Open First."

Inside the present, I found two heavy gold chains both with tags "I am Jo's;" the smaller one was for my ankle, she had specified my left ankle, and the larger one was a waist band. Their design was essentially four long gold links with a heavy ring on the four 'quadrants' and hinted at bondage.

I dressed and went to find Jo. She was already dressed in a tailored suit with a striped grey and white shirt on, no tie, black brogues. No make up, no jewellery other than a black strapped watch and her hair with its boyish cut. Even though her face was still feminine, she did have this petite young man image. We must have made quite a couple, even though our clothing and demeanour was quite elegant.

We locked the house up and got in the car. Jo drove and we headed off and ended up driving to Great Milton and the Manoir aux Quatres Saison. What a nice treat and the service was impeccable. Lunch chatter was very informal and general. Towards the end of the meal, Jo passed me two envelopes.

"Open them; they are the second part of your birthday present from me. Happy Birthday, Mattie."

The first one was a voucher that she had made -- "Twelve voice pitch lessons with Iona Harbing in Greater Missenden." Jo commented, "Well Mattie, I hope that you agree that we should get you to learn to pitch your voice that much higher."

"Yes, I do agree as it would much more easy to be out and about and not be so sotto voce or having to rely on you. Thank you, my love"

"Now the second envelope, Mattie." Jo was much more twitchy about this one, I noticed.

I opened the envelope slowly, watching her. I pulled out the card and turned it over; it was a mini letter from her to me and I read,

"Dear Mattie,

First of all, I love you so much more as Mattie than Matt; I love you so much for all the changes in our lives and I think you will agree how much happier we both are. I enjoy being with you as Mattie, I enjoy and thank you for your loving care of me and the children and I far, far, more enjoy the romance and sex between us and the learning and development process there, 

It is absolutely amazing how far we have come in three months since the day we sat down and talked about my suspicions of you. I thank you for your trust and patience and I am so grateful it has happened, not only for us and the family, but personally as you have let me increase my confidence and find out and understand more about my own sexuality. 

There is so much more I/we have to discover both in terms of scenarios, play and people; you know my general fantasies and wants in this and I am sure you will be always involved and considerate to them, as you naturally, are so supportive. I too know most of yours. However, thank you for your honesty and trust with me. Whatever develops in the months and years to come, I love you and thank God for you as my partner and as my wife, Mattie.

I know that we have not really discussed the following that I am going to propose but I do have some inkling from where you are in your transformation and have researched the subject extensively. What I am talking about is that we should consider advancing you a higher plane of being female and that means starting a hormone treatment course soonest so we can develop your curvature, your skin suppleness, your hair thickness, your breasts and nipples and all the other benefits that accrue.

You know me; no time like the soonest and therefore your birthday present for the weekend ahead, will kick off with an assessment visit to Dr. Curtis at his Wimpole Street clinic in London tomorrow. As we, rather you, are private patients, I have an appointment at 12 if you are in agreement with this, of course.

Lovingly yours, Jo"

I was really surprised and looked at Jo.

"Jo, thank you. I am somewhat surprised, no shocked, as we have never really discussed this in depth."

"Well I know that you have thought about it and done some research work."

"That is true and I have fantasized about having breasts, better curvature and in being more of a woman for you."

"How far would you really go?"

"I don't know, Jo, certainly that far as to hormones and maybe some cosmetic surgery. If you are asking about full assignment, yes I have to say that it has been a pure fantasy but it is probably just that."

"Well let us see where the path leads us and you know you have my full support."

"Jo, it is so kind of you to offer this and, of course, I would love to develop my breasts. However, are you aware of the risks and especially possibly on my sex drive as they boost me with oestregen and suppress my testerone using anti-androgens. However, there is a benefit that I become more feminine in my emotions and when I do hit the high notes, it will be more as a female, i.e., in the brain."

"Yes, I am aware and as you know I have done my research on it and also already questioned the clinic; yes, there are such risks and we must properly manage these for you. Also there is a risk in the results as we also don't know how big your boobs or nipples will become; they may be just buds or you may become very full, and, being selfish, hopefully you will have Cs or above."

Joanna continued on, 

"Time will tell but two benefits we should see is even softer skin than you have and, of course, the feminine impact on your brain. The one thing is that Dr Curtis will properly assess you and dose you accordingly, and also lower the risks of things like cancer."

"You are right, Jo, and I really look forward to it, and that you are there with me."

"Well who knows where it may lead such as some facial cosmetic surgery to highlight your cheek bones and remove totally your epiglottis, not that this is that prominent. I'm not advocating an orchiectomy, yet; though it would help your oestregen to really kick in!"

"You are digging yourself a small hole Jo!," I said,laughing. I held her hand and continued,

"Well, yes, I do want to proceed if you are comfortable with it all. One thing though, we are going to need to tell the family in its widest sense at some point."

Joanna responded, 

"I know that is the case and we will have to consider our timing and strategy carefully, though my suspicion is that they already know that big changes are afoot and they do know we are so content, so those are big positives."

"And, oh by the way, we will still head out of London for our weekend. It just means we will have to be sharp in our timing tomorrow, so you may wish to pack when we get home."

We finished off lunch, having really enjoyed the exquisite food, and our coffee, and Joanna paid the bill. We chatted incessantly about the potential treatment and where it would take me, and her, over the next few months -- and also the family. It would mean that I could, with total freedom, dress and live as a woman.

We got back to the cottage in good time. Jo came round and took my hand and gave me a kiss.

"Happy Birthday, we've got a little time before we pick the kids up. I would love you to give me one of your special oral sessions, if you would?"

"Yes, Honey, how could I deny you, especially with your lovely presents. I love the waist and ankle chains you gave me and I shall always wear them."

"As you should, as a small reminder that you are mine"

Jo led me through to the bedroom and, having kicked off our shoes, she helped me out of my jacket, blouse and skirt. I went to help her out of her suit and shirt. Underneath, she had one of her tight black bras on and a pair of the plain briefs.

"Onto the bed with you and into your usual position"

I obeyed Jo and she climbed on and stood over me. I just loved that position of control and dominance that she commanded. She let me contemplate my short term destiny for a few minutes and then slowly lowered her black briefs, letting them fall across my nose, and gave me a close-up of her still naked pussy area. 




Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 03



We enjoyed being both naked down there. She teasingly moved her cunt around me, just above my eyes and nose and then lowered herself into our dome/sub position, the one that often kicked off our love making.

Jo was already wet with anticipation and was quite hard with her gyrations, expecting my tongue to bring her to a high. She went forward on me opening her cunt right up to me, and her hands roamed my panties. Suddenly to me, she went in and released my boy-clit; it popped out with ease as I too was excited, and then, the big surprise, she took me in her mouth. 

Definite strokes up and down my clit shaft and its hooded head she went, as I worked her cunt in this sixty-nine. I soon wanted to explode, both physically and in the brain. And then we both came, Jo unleashing a not inconsiderable amount of her cum into my mouth and me into hers. This was the first time that she had given me full oral since pre-marriage. She immediately turned back to me and went to kiss me, and unloaded my cum into her cum present in my mouth. 

"Swallow our cum, Mattie"

I did as she asked.

"Mmmmm, that was great and you were too. I do think we ought to soon see if you can take a man's cum directly into your mouth."

"Come on now, we need to quickly clean up and go and get the children." 

Jo disappeared to the bathroom and came back with a dap rag and cleaned me up. 

She put her briefs back on. "I may need these later, Honey" and then climbed into her suit again. I slipped into my blouse, covered it with a sweater and went for a pair of camel coloured high-waisted pants, as we had to see the children. And I cleaned up the other clothing and the bed. I thought to myself that, perhaps, it would be great to end this charade of being in a half way life. Just a thought though as, overall I was happy.

We picked up the kids and came home for tea, presents and a birthday cake, and they had some homework to tackle which allowed Joanna and me to catch up on small jobs around the house. At 6pm, we helped them pack for their weekend as they would be picked up early in the morning, and then we headed out for a nice Italian meal as they both loved pasta dishes, which was fine by us. Home by 8.30 and we had them into bed by 9.15pm on the basis of their long weekend ahead. We snuggled together and had a glass of wine, and shared a couple of kisses.

"I have a small number of presents more for you, Mattie."

"You have already given me enough and along with a lunch and dinner with the kids, Jo, really, and especially your love."

"Well one more tonight; it is in the bedroom awaiting your attention."

We closed up and went to the bedroom and Jo locked the door, "Just in case." 

At the bottom of our bed were two parcels, well a cylindrical one and a boxed present. 

"Open the cylindrical one first, Mattie."

I did and out came this camp style futon roll.

"It's for exercise?" I asked.

"Well sort of as you will find out from the next box."

I opened this one and out came this seat contraption. It was a square seat with a large hole in it and nicely padded on the outside. From top to bottom it was some 19 inches high and also the same width. It was nicely built and sturdy with black turned legs and black padding. Inside the square 'hole' and set at about 10 inches was a sturdy leather triangular pad with the ends punched and with a metal eyelet, and suspension chains running up top under the padded parts. These suspension chains were adjustable for height. 

There were also two leather straps secured around the bottom bars with a matching pair of chains coming off them and on the end of each chain there was a padded cuff with padlocks and a key. Inside the parcel, there was another bar with cuffs as well, obviously a spreader bar.

"Honey, your present is for exercise as it a queening stool and I know that you will love it, as I will."

"Now go and get out of your pants and blouse and your hose, and in the bathroom, you will find a nice matching suspender belt to your bra and panties and some charcoal stockings. And then back in here, and lie on the futon with your head on the triangle and wait for me. I'm just going to get out of my clothes and will join you in a little while.

I headed into the bathroom, cleaned up a little and duly put the garter on and hooked on the fresh stockings. A little spritz of perfume and I headed into the bedroom. 

There, on the leather triangle, were draped Jo's briefs from today and I knew that I had to put my head in these to take her essence in. I lay down on the futon, put my head back and got into position; it was pretty comfortable and I knew that Joanna would have calculated the correct height for my servitude.

I lay there and took her aromas in. her briefs were pretty strongly scented as she had been in them all day while we were out for lunch and dinner and, of course, all her pre-excitement from our afternoon session, and her cum cream, was impregnated into the gusset as well. I was getting pretty turned on.

In came Jo, completely naked, except for a pair of black tie-side panties with long tassels hanging down from their sides. They were also heavily ruffled in the rear and virtually transparent in the front, so I could clearly see the outline of her cunt, and there was quiet a damp spot there already. She was also carrying a heavy black strap with a massive double ended cock attached on it.

"Say nothing, it is your birthday."

She paraded around me, giving me a clear view of her and provocatively playing with both her breasts and cunt. Then she leant down and quickly cuffed me in, followed by putting the spreader bar on between my ankles. I was into position for her, but she continued around the chair, parading and teasing herself. And then she removed her panties from me.

With that, Jo climbed onto the stool and stood above me, legs splayed on the padded cushion, gyrating her bottom suggestively at me, a clear view of her ruffled bottom and then it opening out to reveal her cunt to me through the panties fabric. The tassels dangled down to my face. 

She pulled on the tassels and the panties fell away and immediately she moved to sit down on the stool. Her bottom came all the way down onto me, opening up her cheeks as she sagged in the middle onto my face.

"Now, my lesbian slut, eat me out," came her command.

The first thing that came in my direction was a strong smell of her pee, she had not showered at all and had obviously been to relieve herself without a clean-up. This was intermingled with her pre-cum aroma, which rapidly became stronger as my tongue probed her. 

This was incredible as I could really concentrate on pleasing Jo and she had ultimate control by just moving herself on the padded stool as she so desired to increase the pressure on me or just reposition. I knew I could, and would, be spending hours under here. I was also virtually helpless being unable to move my legs or even my arms owing to the security she had used.

Jo quickly became very wet; her labia were wide apart and her clit engorged. There was a barrage of comments from her about how she was enjoying this, how she would read or watch TV on this stool with me underneath serving her. 

She came pretty quickly as this rolling orgasm swept over her, shaking her body and unloading her cream copiously out of her love channel and into my mouth. 

"Eat me out, Mattie, take my love cream into you."

She kept on cumming into me and my face was sopping. I hadn't known her orgasm quite like this at all in our marriage. She pressed her face down onto me to enjoy every moment. And I was in seventh heaven serving her, pleasing her, like this.

She stopped and shifted her bottom more onto the stool so we could relax. However, I was still there under her and could still take in all her intimacy and aroma and it made me feel I was hers to be used as she wished in this wonderful servitude position. 

As she came off her high plateau, Jo slid off the stool, came around and leant forward to kiss my face, covered in her cum. She released the cuffs and the spreaders and pulled out from under the bed, a heavy foam wedge that we had. 

"Move over on to it, Mattie, and onto your tummy over it; I want to take you."

She put on her harness, slid one end of this dong into her still sopping cunt and covered the end destined for me with a little lubricant. She came behind me and mounted me in the doggie position, her breasts against my back, and her legs between mine. 

I felt Jo push the head into me. It was huge but slowly she took it, widening my ring, pushing on and slowly she entered me, filling me up, targeting my gurl-g spot. She upped her rhythm, fucking me hard and brought me quickly up to my own excitement; that place where the brain goes numb as one orgasms. And it hit me hard. I could feel her juddering on top of me too, and she collapsed forward onto my back.

"Come on you, we have to be up in the morning early to get the kids off. I know you should really put your jammies on tonight, but why don't you wear one of your really feminine nighties for me, the pink silky one perhaps with your matching panties."

We cleaned up, got out of our lingerie and I put on the said nightie and panties for Jo. She put on a pair of her striped pyjamas and we cuddled in bed; I kissed her, snuggled into her and her left arm came over me and gently felt my panties area through the nightie. We quickly fell asleep as a contented husband and wife.



Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 04



The morning seemed to quickly arrive and I awoke in Jo's arms. She gave me a kiss and said, 

"Take your time, I will see to the children, but you will need to slip into your tracksuit bottoms or something before they see you in your pink glory."

I slowly got up, did my basics, including a douche, threw on some clothing and went through to the kitchen and helped Jo make some scrambled eggs and bacon for the children, before they departed. There was the usual rush-around for the kids, making sure they had all that they need before heading off with their close friends. They were heading to Legoland for one of the days and would have a wonderful time and they loved going around to their place as they had horses and other animals, and it was a chance to really muck in.

Bob, their friends' father arrived with the friends at 8.15 and kisses all around and they were soon off.

"Is there any more coffee, Mattie?"

"Yes, I think so," and we went through to the kitchen and sat down on the bar stools. 

"Ok, a big day to day. Firstly, we need to get ready and then it's off to Wimpole Street for midday. I think we will be lucky to get out of there before 2.30 or 3pm but, by then, it should be pretty clear for getting out of London. We are not heading too far and I have booked us into a nice hotel in Bedford, Milton Keynes area, just to the east of the M1. It is an 18th Georgian country house and is on the up. Are you ok with that?"

"Yes, it sounds wonderful."

"Well we have a great suite, with a massive four poster bed."

"Great, anything special I need to take as I have mostly packed."

"All I would say is no pants allowed this weekend, and I presume you will have a couple of basques packed; your cream and grey one perhaps, with the ribbon lacing at the back."

"That's in already."

"Well, why don't you go and start to get ready; we need to leave here by about 10.30. By the way, I am boxing up the 'Stool' as I fancy doing some reading and they have a DVD. Could you choose a couple of my used briefs; the more stained the better, out of the basket and ziplock them?"

"Oh, and by the way, I'll choose some DVDs and what toys we need."

We went our separate ways. I did my usual body check, a close cut shave and a shower. I tidied up my hair and made-up, nothing too heavy. 

Back into the bedroom, and I chose a plain white Wacoal bra and slipped in my breasts; these I hadn't fixed just in case Dr. Curtis wanted to inspect my real nipples and chest. I matched the bra with a pair of Wacoal white hisides with two simple lace panels either side of my 'mons;' these were one of my favourite pairs. I slipped on some grey hose and then chose a grey-charcoal blouse, black bolero jacket and for my skirt, an elasticated dark charcoal coloured one, with a swirling modern pattern in cream and grey. As it was a bit chilly, and also for the weekend, I put on my charcoal leather boots, that have a small 'gold' stirrup on their heels.

My gold necklace, charm bracelet, and my two rings, some Coco perfume, and I was ready. I also took my red Burberry coat in case it was cold or damp.

Joanna also had got dressed in her classic fashion. A pair of casual trousers in a beige colour, a dark brown rollneck sweater, socks and brown lace brogues, and no jewelry other than her watch. 

We took the luggage out to the back of the car; we were going in our 4x4 SUV, so had plenty of room, though the back had three sealed boxes in, one I knew was the 'Stool' and the other two smaller ones contained our toys and DVDs. There was also a flat-pack carton, but I didn't ask any questions. The futon mat went in as well.

We locked up and moved on out, Joanna driving just in case I had any butterflies, which I did admit to being a tad nervous. We headed to the M40 and towards London. Conversation was light and very little about what lay ahead of us. Some discussion about lunch and what we should do, and then we thought that we could find a wine bar or café near Wigmore Hall and just grab a quick bite. I commented that we would need a wine or three after Dr. Curtis.

We pulled into the parking close to the Hall; London was reasonably quiet for a Saturday. Joanna jumped out of the car and came around to my side and helped me out. She held grabbed my hand and gave me a quick kiss. 

"Come on, Mattie, the first day of your new female life."

And a mutual "I love you" and off we walked around the corner into that famous medical street, and once home of Paul McCartney. Up to number 25 and then in the front door and up to the third floor in the lift, a trip I knew that I was going to probably be making frequently. I was nervous now and Joanna held me tightly.

We entered the suite, and a young receptionist greeted us.

Joanna told her that we were here to meet Dr Curtis, Joanna and Mattie Brown that is and that I was the principal client. We were asked to take a seat and if we wanted a coffee. 

About 10 minutes late, Dr Curtis emerged and he couldn't have been nicer. He was about 40 to 45, dark short spiky hair, glasses and a nice smile, a hint of a Yorkshire accent on his voice. 

He shook hands with us and led us through to his office. He introduced us to his counsellor, Sharon, and explained that she was an integral part of the support process and that it was good we were acquainted soonest. He then went through what would happen, a joint session with them covering my history both medically and life-wise, and then our history, our wants and needs. He said that we would run through extensive questionnaires and then I would have a one-on-one with Sharon. I asked if Joanna could be there as I had nothing to hide from her. This was agreed. Following this, there would be an extensive medical assessment.

Joanna handed over an envelope with my paperwork all completed. I had just provided the proofing and the signatures before heading out. Along with the forms, informed consents, and a gender biography of me that Joanna had written, plus some references to Joanna's data, there was a copy of the letter of potential support and medical reports from our GP whom Joanna had approached. 

The doctor, a female, had raised the subject at our annual health checks when she noticed that I was in panties and given my 'androgynous' clothing. She had concluded by offering that if we wanted any gender treatment in the future, she would support us if it was done properly. She had also conducted a full baseline blood test for the health check and it was this report that Dr. Curtis had been sent. Joanna had also been in contact as to the relevant guidelines and meeting Dr Curtis's base conditions with both doctors.

Dr. Curtis started the questioning and my goodness was he, thorough, covering my early life, the development of my interest and experience in TV matters and girlie subjects, whether I played sports, my medical history, relationships with family, my love affairs and experience, my sexuality and on he went, filling his questionnaires out but listening intently to the detail. Joanna chimed in too and she wasn't exempt from some of the questions. He also wanted to know my family history pertaining to blood pressure, cancers, heart attacks and thrombosis.

He then focused on the hormone programme, what he used, what he didn't use and why, and the risks of self medication. As he said, this was redundant as we had gone directly to him. Also, that in doing so, we avoided many of the major medical risks and rip offs as the supposed drugs could be diluted by various packers and 'nasties'; indeed it was often just as cheap to come to him or someone recognised as a gender specialist, as going over the internet and it was certainly more guaranteed that there would be positive results.

He also covered the visit programme that he wanted me to follow, including also my doctor for blood work etc, and essentially I was to be back to them twice in the first two months and then quarterly to assess my development and if there were any issues both physically and psychologically.

From this session, we went into a brief counselling session with Sharon, really adding a little more detail to our wants in my feminisation. One very constructive topic was broaching the subject with children and family and that, because of where we were now and the impending programme, they needed to know, and we should tell them, and friends etc, in a very short space of time as we would be a hot topic for gossip so it was important to manage the situation. Not so much because of the physical change but because of the emotional ones as my brain chemistry adjusted to its new hormone regime.

We then moved back to Dr Curtis and he put me through a substantial physical examination, not only covering my vital body functions such as blood pressure (and its history) and chest inspection but all over. His key thing he said were liver and kidney functions as the metabolism and excretion around the drugs was absolutely key to absorption and avoiding health issues. 

He double checked that my alcohol levels were what we had said. However, I was healthy in that regard and my glucose and triglycerides etc. were all in very good shape. For the uninitiated, all of this was important as oestrogen has to be properly managed by the body as an excessive accumulation of it can lead to a thrombosis.

We finally made it through. Sharon came back to the office and Dr. Curtis started to give a resume of what he had found. In short, I was on the heavy side of transgender and possibly tipping over into transsexualism with my gender dysphoria. He suggested that we move into the hormone programme and that we keep the issue of sex reassignment on the back burner, though Sharon was there for any advice psychologically. 

As it was, I needed to live two years as a woman before any reassignment surgical consideration, though this didn't mean I could have some cosmetic surgery done ahead of crossing over to having a vagina. He stressed that our family should be made aware of what we were planning and that this could involve a lot of emotion.

However, I was in very good shape, and that with all the pre-work, he was prepared to start me soonest, in fact, today. This wasn't normal procedure at all as candidates do not necessarily have all the information required to hand or the base medical documents and blood work. Jo had been very thorough.

He reiterated to us the major changes to be expected from the treatment. Apart from increasing breast size, my breasts may become tender and appear lumpy. And that there was no guarantee of being able to get a C cup or more. Nipple size and sensitivity could vary. I would probably see an accompanying significant fat re-distribution from my waist to my hips and that dieting was advised. My penis and testicles could reduce in size and functionality, i.e. erection and orgasm, though it did not mean that orgasms would not occur; indeed they could become more feminine in nature.

I would also gradually lose muscle power and bulk size (and that would be good for my shoulders and legs). Skin would be more supple, hair thicker on my scalp and the growth on my face and body reduced; this would help with any laser or electrolysis treatments. He joked that I had no issue at this point with male baldness. He also advised plenty of sleep as growth hormones really work when one is asleep, and that a bedtime routine was paramount to this. Joanna smiled at me; we had quite a bedtime routine after all.

With all this taken into account, he was going to start me immediately on a course of oestrogen 17 beta oestradiol, coupled with a androgen, i.e. testerone, blocker in Spironolactone. The course would be in pill form, but with an initial injection of the oestradiol and a booster when I visited him. If I was up to it, he would give me my first shot now.

He reiterated the need for close supervision and reporting of any side effects I may feel.

I agreed to his proposal. Joanna smiled at me, and within five minutes, I was underway on the next phase of my life. We left fifteen minutes with kisses all round and went off for a coffee and a sandwich. I had taken time to go out to the bathroom and fix on my breasts with medical bonding glue, Dr. Curtis had given me.

On exiting, Dr. Curtis was also very complimentary about my dress sense and deportment. And a "You shouldn't have too many problems out there on the street; just get your voice pitched." He does offer services in that area too, but with Jo's present, it was much more convenient for me to go locally.

It was pretty exciting leaving, knowing I had my first load of oestrogen and Spironolactone inside me, and looking to start its long, long job ok making me more female for the rest of my life. I was probably a little heady but Jo understood this. We enjoyed the sandwich and all the conversation was around our thoughts and respective reactions of what had just happened; we then got the car out of the parking and headed north out of London, with Jo driving.

We drove for just over two hours from Wigmore Hall and I admit to falling asleep. It was dusk as we came east off the M1 at Milton Keynes and closer to the hotel, being navigated in by the satnav. Eventually, we pulled into the hotel, set in its own grounds; it was truly a beautiful old 18thC house in its oldest parts. We checked in and were shown the main suite with a glorious old four poster bed, paneled walls, a large fire place, plenty of space and seating, and decorated with a lot of warm tartans and stuffed full of antiques and paintings.

We had our entire luggage delivered in, the bell-boy must have wondered how long we were staying but Jo fobbed him off with a "We are not leaving purchases in the car" story.

We unpacked our luggage but left the boxes intact. 

"You should go and get ready, Mattie."

So I selected what I needed for that evening and went into the sumptuous bathroom with its enormous bath. I went through my usual procedure of an enema/douche, body hair inspection, close shave of my face and made sure my legs and mons were ultra-smooth and then took a warm shower. The thought of the oestrogen inside me made tingle, almost, I guess, a sense of knowing I was pregnant. I owed so much to Jo for today and these last few months.

I came out, dried off, made up, tidies up my hair and set it, and then chose the cream and grey basque I wanted. Jo had to step in and lace me up. As I was finishing off, Jo stripped down and took a shower, her boobs looking that enticing to me. I slipped into the matching bikini-panties and popped the garters home on to black stockings. Out into the bedroom to allow Jo to dry off and dress, I chose a 2/3rds long silky black dress, over which went this very feminine black sequined cardigan, if it was at all chilly. Then my heels and through which one could see my ankle chain, then necklace, rings, gold bangles and my charm bracelet and lastly my Coco perfume.

Joanna emerged dressed in a black trouser suit with a cream blouse. Very elegant and simple. She had ankle hose on evidently and very low heeled black shoes. Once more, other than her watch, no jewellery but a hint of a perfume or cologne that I couldn't quite identify.

I went across and kissed her.

"Later honey, let us eat. Why don't you head down stairs and see what there is to see in the area, check out the spa and I will catch you up in the bar."

"Ok and a massive thank you for all of this."

"Don't be so stupid, you know what I am making at the moment."

"No, it has been a very special birthday, that's what I mean."

I headed down stairs and they had a wonderful spa and swimming pool. I hadn't been swimming since I had started this transformation to be more girly full time. I went to the bar and Jo appeared 5 minutes later. We ordered some New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc and were handed the menus to look at and order from.

I even ordered as my confidence, after being with Dr. Curtis was running high. "Pretty good there, Mattie, you were far better pitched in tone than that Defence correspondent woman they have on the BB News." That made me smile.

Our food and wine was excellent and we chatted about the weekend ahead rather than the day that had just occurred. The one exception was about when to tell the family and we agreed that we should do it ideally before Jo's birthday, which was only a few weeks off and that if one knew, all should know. We also agreed that we should tell our generation and parents on neutral territory to minimise any scenes, if there were to be any at all.

We went to the bar and had a post-prandial; it was nice and cozy in there and we sat in this love seat by the fire, passing the time and watching, commenting on other residents. 

Our chatter got a little more brazen and riskier when we started speculating on their sex life, with some bizarre, ridiculous notions coming out like one old man bedding his two girlfriends; in reality, they were evidently father, young daughters or grandfather to granddaughters. Or a heavy bondage scene involving two middle-aged women in lesbian action, or two men with a woman, or some heavy water-sport scene between a nice looking 30s something couple. All rather naughty of us and perhaps adolescent but, then, we were both pretty heady after the day's adventures. I must say I did quickly muse on just how open to sexual scenarios, Jo had become from her former prudish past.

It was gone 11.30 when we ventured upstairs to the suite. Jo opened the door and let me in. The lighting was dimmed down and the fire, a good gas to log one, was burning. There in front of the bed was the Stool and the mat, ready for my offering of service to Jo. However, also, there was this T bar contraption, like a large clothes horse positioned in the corner. Off it came various cuffs and chains and I noticed an array of crops and paddles as well as different vibrators of ours plugs, and a new wand like vibrator and some hood or mask contraption.

Essentially it was a steel black foot plate with a six foot plus pole up at the back. Off it came two adjustable spreader bars with small chains and cuffs, an adjustable restraint belt for the midriff and equipped with rings, and some form of collar for the head; this also was adjustable and with the rings. Furthermore, at right angles coming away from the post there was a bar that could slide up under the 'slave' or victim to which a saddle or devices could be fitted and at the end of the arm, there was another swivel arm, with further rings, and that could probably take toys. This is what had been in the mysterious flat box. 

"Your last birthday present, Mattie, well for us and our new play room. It is called an "Orgasm Tower."

With our shoes kicked off, Joanna moved over and kissed me long and hard, her tongue probing deep into my mouth. 

"I love you," she said.

I melted in her arms and hardly felt her removing my cardigan and helping me out of my black dress. Her kissing continued and then she stood back to take in the sight of me dressed in one of her favourite corsetry items with its ribbons hanging down my back to my bottom, along with the matching panties just hiding my now part swollen clitoris, and with my legs encased in fine dernier black stockings.

"Undress me now, Mattie"

I moved over and helped her out of her suit jacket and together we undid the cream blouse buttons, I was expecting to see one of her restraining black bras, flattening her chest. This was different as she had some form of soft, supple, leather bra on. Quickly she had her suit trousers off and my mouth dropped opened as she was dressed in this plain black leather corset with six wide garters off holding up her black stockings and, underneath, a matching black leather bikini that I was shortly to discover had a thick cotton gusset to it and a studded patch to massage her clit as she moved.




Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 04



"I also have the long boots if we go out, Mattie." 

I closely inspected the corset, it was pretty well stayed and fastened on clips. It must have a struggle to have put on as it was pretty tight. Her waist was cinched in, probably by a good two inches which helped emphasise her glorious bottom.

"Wow," was my reaction, "You look really good, and I love it."

"It is your birthday and I thought a new look and angle to go along with my boyish nature would not go amiss tonight."

"No it's wonderful... What a surprise!"

"Well, less of your chatter now, you know where I want you and need you, Mattie. After all it was Doctor Curtis who stressed the need for a pre-bed routine so as to get you to sleep well."

I manoeuvred into position and Joanna locked in my wrists and the spreader bars. I was to be helpless underneath her. Jo walked around me as was her norm, teasing me, teasing herself. She picked up one of the crops and teased my breasts and clit through my lingerie with its leather end. 

As she came to sit down on the Stool, she slipped her fingers in on either side of her panties and deftly slid them down her legs as she leant forward, giving me a full view of her bottom cheeks and anus. She sat down fully onto the stool and her cheeks enveloped me and her bottom crack opened to accept the pleasure it was now due. Her perineum between her cunt and puckered anus was directly above me and my tongue darted forward to pay the necessary homage to that area, moving slowly up and down between the two love orifices as she gently rocked herself.

Jo then lifted herself off the Stool and turned through one hundred and eighty degrees, therefore focusing her clit, labial area and cunt for my service to her. She was already very wet and sticky and a first orgasm of the evening was not that far away. My tongue gently played on her, focusing on her clit as I guessed she was seeking one of her earth-shattering clitoral orgasms. I probed her hood and whirled my tongue around it clockwise and then anti-clockwise. 

She always liked this; I darted down the inside of her pussy lips, picking up some of her divine cream; a little probe of the entrance to her grotto; and back to her love bud. Jo continued her rocking on me; on the upstroke, it allowed me to breathe and take in her scent as well as rotate my tongue; on the down-stroke, to slow down and right at the bottom hold my tongue and nose tight into her. 

She started to cum and I felt her shake as her orgasm took over her body, releasing her sweet nectar all over my nose and mouth; one of my favourite parts of submission to her was being the recipient of her love-stream. With her little after-tremors, Jo continued to press down on me, forcing her love juices all over me, and into my mouth. 

She slowly rose, muttering some "Mmmmmm"s.

She released my bonds, helped me up and led me over to the 'Tower.' Jo secured me into place, my head into the soft leather collar, tightened to I could hardly move my neck. My midriff was then secured by the belt and this forced the pole up my pantied bottom crack exposing my cheeks; this was quickly followed by my hands being cuffed on to the bar behind me with the rod raised to keep my hands away from my bottom. She then forced my legs open and splayed them out and cuffed my ankles. I was now helpless to how she wanted to play with me or do to me.

Jo walked around me, looking rather like a dominatrix in her leather corset holding up her stockings and no panties on, displaying her wet, glistening cunt. She went over to my lingerie drawer where I had unpacked and pulled out the ziplock bag she had asked me to pack. She came back to me, stood in front of me, and closely inspected and sniffed her own briefs. Choosing a black pair, she turned it inside out so the white stains of her cum were evident on the gusset; she came across and let me sniff them.  

Jo went behind me and the next thing I knew was her hand coming around my head pushing the brief into my mouth. This was followed by this ball gag which she tightened onto me, so that I had to taste her panties. I didn't know that she had acquired one. Her next act was to take the matching pair to her corset, slide them over my head, so my nose was now engulfed in her fresh scent emanating from the cotton lining of the panties. Lastly, she placed this hood over my head so all was now black and all I could concentrate on were her taste and aroma. Having been a long-time fantasy of mine, this was seventh heaven.

Her hands glided over me sensually and then she left me for a few minutes to reflect on her. I then felt my panties being pulled town and her finger went to my anus and I could feel her lubricating me up and pushing her finger in, and then two.

She pulled out of me and I felt myself invaded by this long curved anal probe; Jo showed and told me later it was an acrylic crystal hook that was some 27cm long with a penile like head on it. She returned to feeling me, my corseted breasts, my stocking clad legs, and my bottom and front encased in their silky panties.

Suddenly I felt a crack across my bottom. It hurt quite considerably and a second one followed and a third. This jolted me and pushed my nose deep into her panties she had just been wearing and made me bite into her briefs in my mouth. 3 more cracks reined in and had me wanting to squirm and writhe, except I was her prisoner.

Suddenly, this tingling vibration hit me as I felt this enormous vibrator/wand push up against my mons and my boy-clit. Jo alternated the assault on both fronts, three lashes to the rear and increased tingling to the front. She repeated this a few times and she stopped and left me alone to again reflect.

It was a good five or ten minutes before I felt her fingers again, this time pulling down my panties and she took me into her mouth and brought me quickly to an orgasm. As soon as I had cum my hood and panties gags were removed and she came forward, opened my mouth, and kissed me deep, my cum being forced into my mouth. 

Before she released me, Jo pulled out another new toy and strapped this onto my head. It was a chin-dildo with a 6 to 7 inch hard and ribbed black cock coming off it. My mouth and tongue were left free to serve. She ordered me onto the bed and climbed over me, lowering herself onto the cock above me and suggesting I serve her anus. Rapidly, she was pre-cumming and her juices were making their way down the hard cock and onto my chin and mouth. And her next orgasm came, hard and long. She sat on the cock and me to enjoy this, the hard phallus filling her cunt.

"Stay where you are, Mattie." Jo lifted herself off the chin cock and her cum came gushing out even more over me. She quickly slid down the bed, reached for my clit and rode herself to another hard orgasm; I followed her into this ecstatic state, just behind her, flooding her cunt with my warm pleasure.

She managed to swivel around on me, and she released my cock chin straps. We lay there on each other and still in each other, gently kissing each other and 'cooing.' She was playing with my breasts, commenting on when they would emerge from their hiding so we could do away with these falsies, and how she had enjoyed the chin cock in her with me underneath.

Eventually, we pulled off each other and dressed for bed. I chose the long white silky nightie that she liked, with white panties that had a semi-transparent front, and she put on silk men's pyjamas. We feel sleep with nice thoughts running through, and in each others arms. Mine were about what had just happened and the thought of those female hormones now well in me. What a day.



Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 05



The rest of the weekend was fabulous. I will not go into all the details here, unless you ask me to, except that we had a wonderfully relaxing time. The food and hotel were good and the room warm and comfortable with a lovely bathroom. We took some walks, a short visit to antique shops, but most of the time was spent reading, watching naughty DVDs, and for me a lot of time pleasing Jo while she sat on the Stool, or being pleased by her on the Tower. One of the things I noted was that she was quite excited by a very dark-haired girl with a firm pair of 36D breasts and very feminine. She had been one of the customers in the restaurant.

Each morning started with Jo on top of me to bring her morning pleasure and then she would take me in bed from behind. We got to swim and that was a nice feeling, being in a pool as a woman in a swimsuit. This was before Sunday lunch and it triggered off a new experience and something different for me.

We had a very nice lunch, not too heavy, as it was lovely roasted salmon and a salad, followed by raspberries, one of my favourite fruits. We weren't going anywhere so we had a couple of glasses of champagne and a nice bottle of Chablis. We got back to the suite, having tidied that up by the way before we had left the suite, and everything had been duly serviced. 

Joanna mentioned that we should perhaps take a nap and then a quiet afternoon reading; I knew what this would mean. However, she wanted immediate service as she needed to do something. I was asked to put the futon mat down in the bathroom and get out the Stool and place it on top of the mat. I was then to take of my dress that I was wearing.

I duly complied, undressed, and went into the bathroom and got into position, waiting to serve her.

Joanna came in naked except for her black bra and I was surprised to see her wearing my panties from last night, the cream and grey ones. 

"I've been wearing them since we went swimming as I wanted to mingle us together. They are a tad large for me though."

She came across and got into her position, still in the panties, and pressed down into me so I could inhale us both. She was pretty wet and urged me to take her in through her panties using my nose and by pressing the tongue again. It wasn't long before she was cumming into the panties and I could feel the fabric getting very wet. She continued sitting there letting me inhale her for some 10 minutes, while she wound down. 

I could see Joanna's fingers go into each side of the panties and she wriggled them off presenting her naked bottom to me. She turned around on the stool so her cunt was right above me.

"I had a little too much wine at lunch, and all that water.........." And as her words trailed off, she released herself onto my mouth.

"Open you mouth wide, Mattie, and drink me in. We can't flood the bathroom floor." Her yellow pee came streaming out, soaking my head and then settled on streaming into my mouth. I took her in and drunk as much as I could, swallowing her as quickly as I could. It was tart but not too bad; we had never, ever, done this before and I had no idea she had an interest in pee-play.

"Now clean me up, Mattie, my little toilet gurl." My tongue went to work as she nestled her pussy area onto me and soon I could taste her familiar cum mixing into the pee smell and taste and then coming through to dominate it." She came once more, this time even harder than her first one.

"God, I enjoyed that Mattie, you were wonderful. Let's get you cleaned up and maybe we can have that quick nap."

This Bedfordshire, birthday weekend was something very special and one that I will remember for my life.

Back to our cottage, we resumed normal life as life could ever be normal in our household. Joanna was pretty busy at work and I had the extension to the house to manage as things were coming to a head there and there was a fair amount of chaos and mess in our bathroom. On top of this, I had a project to complete for my old company; it was fun to do but I realised my heart wasn't in at as it used to be. All of this didn't really impact on our sex life and, in that, we continued on revelling in each other and using our newly acquired furniture when we could.

Joanna was marvelous and fussed around me about taking my two hormones and in getting my full sleep. I hadn't felt that much happening in my body, an occasional twang and itch in my breasts near my nipples and that was all. I went into my GP twice and our doctor was great. She took blood pressure and blood results each time and sent them over to the Clinic.

Joanna and I went to the Clinic for my first check-up and that went off well and I received another oestrogen booster injection. The effects of that I did immediately sense in my breasts and I also felt some tightening in my testicles; change was evidently afoot, patience was the name of the game. Dr. Curtis and Sharon both asked if we had told family, which we hadn't because of everything else on and we made a promise to do so before the next session.

I had given this a lot of thought and I know Joanna had done as well and in which order to tackle the family. I had one inspiration and that was to tell someone close to us, but who wasn't family and see how they would react. Joanna thought this was a good idea but which of our friends. I suggested Louise, our gardener.

"She's been working for us for a couple of years and she knows us both. She is pretty bright and bubbly and she will need to know. If she reacts adversely it isn't the end of the world though, personally, I wouldn't want to lose her as she knows her stuff and is very reliable."

"It's not a bad idea, Mattie. Both of us or one of us?"

"I can do it," I said, "You are so busy at the moment."

"True, ok, go for it." And Joanna gave me a kiss.

The chance came the following Tuesday as Louise was around to do some work and Joanna was travelling on work and the kids were off on sports activities and then dinner with a friend. It was the end of the afternoon and I offered her a drink. 

"Well, a nice cup of tea would be great."

I made the tea and put out some cake. Louise was about 34 or 35 and still single, and she lived by herself. She had dark brown hair that came down to her shoulders and waved under. Her eyes were brown, a lovely face and she was about 5ft 5, so she was taller than Joanna but smaller than me. Her body was quite nice and curved from what one could see through her work clothes and she had a lovely tight bottom. She was I guessed a 34D, 26, 36. She was always bright and jovial and one could have a good conversation with her; she had a degree in politics, was fairly liberal, but had decided to focus a business with her love of gardening. She would make a lovely girlfriend for someone and I was always surprised that she didn't have someone in her life with her personality.

We chatted about the garden and how good it looked, and that Jo loved coming home to it. I knew I had to broach the subject. 

"Louise, have you noticed anything different around here then."

"Well not really, though it's always you at home now and not Joann as it used to be, but that is life and managing change is part of it."

"You are right there. Any physical changes though?"

"Well again not really, though Joanna has had a hair re-style and yours seems to be getting much thicker, and dare I say it, your clothing has changed a bit. It seems a lot softer, more feminine, if I may say, but then you are now in casual mode and not in suits or blazers."

"You are right though, Louise. Can I bounce something difficult, some ideas and potential changes off you as implicitly Joanna and I trust you and I don't think you are one to walk out the door, though it may come as a surprise?"

Louise looked at me and smiled,

"Well what is it; do unload and I will listen; I am a pretty good listener."

Unload I did and Louise sat there, amazed, and took it all in with no major questions or interruptions. When I had finished, she opened up,

"Well I am somewhat stunned, but Matt, sorry Mattie, if that's what you two are, what you want, so be it, good luck to you both, and if I can help you all you have to do is let me know, even if it is something like baby sitting. I had a friend at university who was a crossdresser and he was one of my best friends, so I do know about what you face, well a little bit,"

She asked a number of questions on my background and the hormones and how far we wanted to take it and also about the children. We had a laugh about choosing and buying clothing and lingerie as well as going to the salons and that I should now dress more femininely when she was around

And she reiterated her help and support and,

"If we are putting our cards on the table, well then there is something that you should know."

"Want a glass of wine first as I need one!?"

"Well, yes perhaps! Got a glass of white?" 

I got two glasses and a bottle and sat back down. Louise came out about her own sexual orientation and that she was, in fact, lesbian in her orientation, and always had been, though she had tried men but never had found a man that she could like and trust, or with someone where she could share her sexuality. She was like me, largely on the female side of a relationship and she went through some of her history. She said, smiling, she was a little envious of us. There was, though, no one in her life at the moment and she had not been with a woman for over two years.

A little spark went off in my head. 

"How about coming around for supper, Louise, on the guise of a thank you from us for acting as our sounding board in a couple of nights and see how you get on with us and at the very least we two build our relationship further? I wouldn't mention what we have just chatted about to Joanna and I won't either, just see how you two get on and if you do, well who knows what we could plan to see if we can break your drought. As you probably know now Jo is bi and really can go both ways, as long as her 'male' side can play out."

"Yes, that would be nice and, at the least, it would be great to have two understanding women around this village." 

"Well a 'no strings' supper and let's not commit to anything then and there. I may have a great idea for shortly afterwards though if you are both comfortable."

We wrapped up and Louise went on her way.

I phoned Joanna and said things had gone well and that we should move to the next stage and that I had invited her to supper in two days time, just to say thanks.

The evening with Louise went well; the kids liked her but went off to their rooms; we went around our bedroom and the new extension, both up and downstairs, in what had been one of the service buildings. We had a nice pasta supper and wine; conversation was relaxed and covered so many areas from gardening to advertising and local politics as well as shopping for lingerie. A lot of fun and when Louise left, she gave me a kiss and a wink of 'yes, she is nice.' Joanna also commented on what a great girl she was and how she liked her look, out of her gardening togs. I knew that Jo had an inherent weakness for curvy dark haired girls, as well as dark brunette-redheads...

We told all the family that weekend. The kids were, surprisingly, non-plussed and, so nicely, summarised it "as long as you both are our mummy and daddy or even two mummys that would be great" And as long as Daddy doesn't become as naggy as Mum, though he already is a lot more. 

"Well my dears, I'm the one who has to clean up behind you and get you to do things, like your homework, on time."

We took both parental sets out and managed to get my two sisters, one with her partner, along with Jo's brother, his wife and one sister, whose hubbie was away for a sports event. I sighed a relief when I heard that as he could have been the awkward one being 'Mr. All Male.' We took a private room in the restaurant and I dressed largely in a male-female style and left my jewellery to a bare minimum; I even took my ear studs out as I didn't want to shock them all at the outset of the revelation; this wouldn't have been fair.

After we got through the main course, Jo asked for the staff to give us half an hour and for everybody's attention. I started my spiel about my younger years and then the attraction between Jo and me. And then into how we had swapped our job roles and how happy the family all were with the new 'arrangements.' I then dropped the bombshell about wanting to transit towards being more of a female and went into the differences of what is crossdressing, transgender and transsexual and the psychological summary of Dr. Curtis. We chose not to mention that I was already on hormones. I gave them a snapshot of where we had got to and that we were not going for a castration or surgical reassignment at this time and that was way too far off to consider.

Joanna stepped in before any questions and iterated her support and love for me and how this had brought us so much closer together, both in what we did, shared, love and the children. Jo's mother was first to speak and basically said that they had noticed the changes in us, for the better, as to being a family. Though being odd and perhaps hard to take it all in, we would have her support and she then glared at Jo's Dad who smiled and nodded. At this point, Jo thanked them and said that we would answer any questions we could that evening and that our door or phones were open to all in the family to ask any questions about this, and in the future.

My mother opened up and said that I had always been a bit of a mix as a kid, playing both boys and girls games and sports and how I had liked girl's clothes and make-up at a young age. She had me blushing with facts about myself that I didn't know. Like Jo's parents, they too had seen the changes for the better, especially as to the children, and had their suspicions about us as to what we engaged in behind the bedroom door but that was for us and not the rest of the family. She came around the table and gave me a kiss and a hug and then Jo. And that effectively quietened the family down though Jo's Dad immediately asked about who and when was going to tell our two children, Jo replied that they had been told by both of us and what their reactions were, including the rather amusing comment. That placated him and he came and gave us both hugs. 

There were loads of questions, mainly from our siblings, over desert and coffee but nothing that we couldn't handle. Jo emphasised at the end of the meal that we would be as open and true as we can to the family as we had no deep secrets to keep, within reason.

And we left, rather fatigued and our sex that night, though celebratory, was a fairly short session.

Jo's birthday was looming and I went into over-gear in arrangements as to a weekend and away, and for presents. The new extension was all but finished and that took up time too. The other thing I sensed was increasing sensitivity in my breasts, especially around my nipples and I could sense a small nodule behind each nipple. This was the beginning of my duct formation and the shift of body fat starting to show. I also sensed some muscle pain in my shoulders and arms and a little loss of strength. It was all perfectly normal and I welcomed it as did Joanna.

The other sensation was a distinct tightening of my testicles as they had started to reduce in size. I knew that my sexual libido and ability to function as a male was going to reduce and, possibly to the point in the future, the equivalent of chemical castration, though that didn't mean I couldn't orgasm.

My thoughts also covered Jo's own pleasure and sexuality. She had been so wonderfully generous supportive of me not only emotionally and sexually but in helping me realise my fantasies. Even though she had found her way, her words, she had expressed a desire to experience a true cock; even though I had reasonable girth, I was a small at bit under 6 inches. With my deteriorating ability to be erect, I knew that if I could find her a nice well endowed man who was a good lover, that could help us.

However, there was something higher up her list. When she had come back to me after my confession, she had owned up to her principal 'interests and developments' in her life and top of the list, which did surprise me, was that she had experienced a fulfilling girl to girl relationship and she wished another. Even though I provided her with a lot of this, for the moment, I could not offer her the ultimate, a lovely pussy for her enjoyment.

I started to build a potential birthday present around Louise. I decided to give her a call and if she was up to it, to arrange a shopping and salon trip. Louise indicated to me that she would really be interested in seeing Jo again and she did mention that if this involved something physical going on between them, she would welcome that. I also got the strong impression that Louise was obviously sexually 'aching,' to be crude and it was understandable given what she had told me before.

We arranged a date for the shopping and I told Joanna that we would be meeting and also going to the salon for a massage and, for me, to make sure that I was all naked for her birthday. It was a little surreptitious of me as Jo had to go on business to Edinburgh that day so could not join us. 

Joanna woke me as usual and had me go under the 'seat' to take her overnight pee and then to clean her pussy out and bring her to orgasm. I was in a 'strappy' white cotton nightie and my white panties with the transparent front, one of Jo's favourites as she could clearly see my boy-clit through the material. I just loved being under Jo when she peed and the taste of her in the clean up as I ran my tongue up and down her love channel and then into its entrance. It wasn't long before she was very aroused and wet.

"I want to take you this morning, Mattie."

We went back into the bedroom and over a wedge and Jo put on her femdoe. She lifted my nightdress and took down my panties; I felt her pushing her penis into my bottom, slow pressure on my anal rings and she gently rocked to push herself home in me. I could feel her every vibration as she started to fuck me. She gradually upped the pace and I could feel her excitement coming through, which in turn upped me. She collapsed forward over my back with her efforts, her breasts pushing into me and kissing the back of my neck. She released her self as her end of the femdoe; the vulva bulb had done its work against her g spot. I felt her cum oozing down my perineum, just as she had filled me with her sperm. 

"Mmmmm that was great, I love you." 

She lay on top of me for ten minutes as we wound down and as we came to earth, she said,

"Honey, I hope you have a really good day with Louise, lucky you as she is nice and pretty cute."

"You are jealous, Jo, I am just shopping with her and going to the salon, that's all. Do you fancy her as you have always said you would love to go woman to woman?"

"I do have you, Mattie, you know that and you are wonderful to me, for me. However, it would be great if you had a real pussy, maybe in the future."

She laughed and so did I.

"However a girl with a nice pussy would be wonderful, just as we both need to try some serious cock one of these days." Laughter.....

"Will Louise see you naked today, Mattie?"

"Well, I'm not sure on that one but I don't think I will be totally naked in front of her. I will be in front of Sally as I am waxing my bikini for your birthday."

"Good on you for that and I love you so baby sooth. However, there's something I want you wear today as I think you pussy is mine only. Sit on the Stool would you."

Louise went to her bedside drawer and pulled out this long chain and a couple of small padlocks.

"I have had this chain made for you, Mattie"




Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 05



She stood in front of me and showed me this long heavy chain that had a four inch, acrylic butt plug hung off it and then, further forward, this Perspex shield; this was a bit like a pussy pump shield. She came behind me and I felt her attach the chain with the padlock off my waist chain loop on my back and then insert the plug into me. She then pulled the chain forward and cupped my mons and secured it with the second padlock to the front loop of my waist chain beneath me. She got my white panties and put them back on. 

"I'll release you later; I will give you a key if you need to poop, but I trust that you will wear the chain as much as you can today. At least someone like Sally will not be able to taunt you with her soft hands. Now I need to get showered and dressed and you need to see to the kids."

I straightened my nightie, slipped my robe and slippers on and went off to get the breakfast going, feeling the plug playing its role in my channel.

Jo left soon after her coffee looking very swish; it was an important client meeting that she had. Having got the kids eating breakfast, I slipped through the shower and through on a top and pants to get them finally off to school.

On my return, I did some small chores and headed once again to the bathroom and bedroom to prepare for going out with Louise. The usual shower when I gave myself a breast inspection. My pink nipples were pretty sensitive and there was some sign of nipple and aureole increase and a slight swelling of my breasts. I was on my way towards a natural A cup to start with. I wasn't big enough for 'au naturel' twenty-four hours a day just yet, however I knew I wanted to buy something special for Jo's predilection on the weekend away.

Towelled down, make-up applied and hair, I chose a mid-blue and white polka dot dress, no hose and mid-blue ballet style shoes, showing my ankle chain clearly to the world. My lingerie was a new cream soft padded A bra and matching hisides. I would change back later to my C cups for Joanna when I got back from the day out. For my jewellery I chose my gold stud earrings, one gold bangle and, of course, I was wearing Jo's necklace and my 'engagement' ring.

Louise drove over to the cottage and greeted me with a kiss. She too was dressed simply but looking stunning in a fuchsia t-top, white cotton skirt and bamboo coloured shoes. Her hair was swept back and her jewellery simple.

I grabbed my handbag and we headed out towards Oxford for some shopping. We chatted away on the way over there, nothing in particular though. I did however get chance to put my outline plan to Louise and said we could discuss more detail over lunch at Raymond Blanc's bistro. She was in agreement to the overall plan and mentioned that she hadn't eaten at the bistro and what a treat. "Well that's ok, but we need to get you kitted out and, Louise, you aren't to object, it is on us."

"Oh my goodness, you can't; it is so generous, too generous."

"Well tell you what, you buy the wine at lunch and you can get us a coffee now"

We parked up at the salon and went for coffee. 

We found a quiet, private spot and sat down and I went through the plan in some depth. Louise thought it would work. I sipped on my coffee and drew breath,

"Well, Louise, there's a few things I should point out about Joanna's likes sexually, just to explore compatibility with you and to see if you are still comfortable."

"I am sure things will be fine and that it won't be too extreme."

"I guess it's a question of what is extreme. Let me give you a brief outline and, of course, if you want to say "No" that is ok and I won't think any the less of you as you are a friend."

"Ok and then if everything is fine, maybe I have an angle or too."

"Well, where do I begin? She is obviously bi; you know that and that she has been seeking a girlfriend as I obviously can't give her all that she wants; that's ok by me by the way"

I explained my own development and that surgery to have a pussy was a long way off.

"She likes us girls very feminine though, so the more feminine in your dress and jewelry, make-up and hair, perfume and all the rest the better and you can always borrow some of mine."

"Thanks Mattie"

"Her dress for evenings and even the daytime can be quite masculine, you may have noticed that."

"Yes"

"Well don't expect to see much lingerie on her, though occasionally she will wear a stark corset, a Domme look, with black stockings. She is more likely to have a black restraining bra on and a jock or thong. She does wear plain black or white female briefs as she likes to make these scented."

"What do you mean, scented?"

"Well for me actually. I love to take in her scent from her used panties and there are a number of scenes we have with that. She may want to do that to you as well as we do bring along some 'extras' shall I say"

"Wow, you two are deviant but I have no issue with that or the panties. Maybe I should bring along some of mine for you?"

"Well that would be soooo nice"

I leant over and gave Louise a little kiss.

I went onto explain our oral practices, Jo's love of controlling watersports, our use of toys and Jo's love of harnesses, straps and vibrators, well anything penetrative on me. I continued with our exploration of domination through bondage and restraint, and our limited experience in punishment. I explained our furniture and what I planned in the new room as well as for Joanna's birthday.

Louise took my hand and looked at me intently with her brown eyes as I finished.

"I have no issue with anything that you have outlined, Mattie."

She smiled,

"Well, I do love oral, being fucked by a woman with toys and dildos and anal a lot. I haven't done the panties thing; seriously I have no issue and maybe I can be a regular provider to you; that could be quite exciting to think that another girl is enjoying my scent."

She whispered, 

"Watersports are fine by me and I do enjoy pee and I have been a toilet slave in the past to an old girlfriend, in full if you get my gist. I love being constrained and I have also got a thing for latex. I also really like suction pumps on my nipples and pussy."

"You love suction; we haven't tried that probably because my nipples aren't that developed; maybe a visit to one of my favourite sex shops which is on the outskirts of the City later?"

Finishing her coffee, she added,

"And, Mattie, even though I am principally into girls, I wouldn't mind making love with you, if Jo is happy with that. For me and what I have seen already you are far more girl than boy and I like that."

"I would like that too, Louise, as I have taken quite a shine to you."

"Me too to you."

And we kissed.

"Come on we need to get some shopping in then"

We left discussing how best to 'present' Louise for her introduction to Joanna.

We had a super time together, looking and discussing various fashions and styles. I ended up with what I was after for Joanna's birthday, an ankle length, silky, deep bottle green evening dress, with a slight ruffle over my breasts. Louise loved it and thought it was so feminine and elegant and that I looked like Kara Tointon in it. It was strapped over the shoulders but and these plunged down my back, I would need a strapless corset with a low back but I was successful first time on this score in one of my favourite lingerie shops. It came with some cute matching panties. I admit that I also had a little bra and panties spend in this shop too.

I gave Louise a few tips on what Joanna really liked and we managed to find a lovely 'flouncy' black cocktail dress, just with a hint of sequins in it to give it some lift. We decided with our plan in mind to have her in black lingerie and, in my shop, we ended up with a matching corset and panties to mine, along with a couple of bras and panties sets along with suspender belts. I got to see her breasts as we had her fitted and knew that Joanna would love her firm full cup and brown perky nipples standing up from their lovely well--defined aureoles. 

We went back to the salon and loaded our bags into my car and went into the salon. This was one of my regular treatment salons and I had booked us in for waxing and massage. The manageress greeted us and I introduced Louise as a friend of Jo's and me. She asked us if we wanted separate rooms or a double one. Louise immediately chimed in about having a room together if I was ok with it.

We went and stripped down to our bra and panties; Louise was in some nice white fullish panties with lace panels and with a matching two-thirds cup bra. We put on robes and headed out into the salon where we were treated to a full leg wax and massage and a pedicure and manicure. 

After a cup of tea we went into a joint treatment room and started to strip down. Louise was gorgeous and had a full pubic area and, what could I see, but three piercings, two on her labia and a clitoris one. 

"My goodness me, Louise, Joanna will love that on you, however may I suggest a French waxing for you to highlight your fantastic pussy area."

"My thinking too, Mattie. Let's have a look at you."

I took off my bra; Louise knew that this was the first time I had been out 'au naturel' and inspected my breasts. 

"Yes, I can see the start of little boobies there, what a thrill for you. Your nipples are beginning to swell quite nicely. What about underneath"

I peeled off my panties and she gasped,

"My goodness me, what is this?"

She had me twirl around and bend over and could see that I was anally plugged.

"Yes Louise, this is Jo for you. She said she didn't trust me with you or the salon girls and wanted an element of chastity on me and maybe she is right as to you! She really does trust me though as I do have a key if I need to go to the loo."

We climbed on the beds and the girls came in and did their thing on my back, neck, and 'mons' though poor old Sally was somewhat taken back with my chain and had to work around my cup and plug to ensure I was stripped. I was pretty used to the waxing and especially as my hair was pretty fine, it didn't hurt that much 

Louise had her French waxing along with Liz, having applied her latex gloves, cleaning the area, applying the warm wax and then the serious "ouch" as the strip was applied to the cooling wax and pulled, taking her hair quickly out. She then had a G wax, starting on her front with some strong "ouches" as the wax and pull technique was applied to along crotch and on the edge of her labia. To get at her perineal area, her anus and up her bottom crack, she squatted on her knees and elbows and was quite a nice sight. There was quite some natural pubic hair there which meant some painful treatment. 

However, Joanna would significantly prefer this wrapping, or lack of it, of her present. Her thin landing strip of pubic hair looked really sexy and her pierced ringed lips and clitoris nicely stood out now. A little idea formulated in my head. Finally, we had a long relaxing massage to help balance out the tenderness of the waxing, hardly saying a thing but looking at each other with content smiles. I knew Louise would be a little skin sensitive for a day or so but that this would help her recover, along with a good mosituriser.

We got off the table and put our bras and panties back on. Louise commented

"Mattie, I feel like I am a virgin being prepared for my new lover."

"Maybe you are."

Her hands moved over her now naked legs and then over and into her panties to feel her smooth lower pussy. "This has been wonderful Mattie, but it has got me going, especially the feel of Liz's latex gloves on my pussy area. I really need some relief, would you help me?"

"I can't, not until Joanna has taken you first, Louise, much that I would really love to. But do go for it. I'll help you on one thing though"

I moved over to her and slipped my fingers in the side of her panties and pulled them down a little so that her panties gusset would catch all her cum. Louise's fingers played around her pussy moving her finger up and down, probing between her lips and running around her piercing on her clit.

I watched avidly to pick up on her masturbation technique. She started to redden on her chest and she was obviously getting much nearer her climax. Her sex aroma was pervading the room and I admit I could have taken her orally. Her fingers now started to play her pussy entrance and riding in and out, and then she came, a low muffled moan and her cum emerged into her panties.

She kept her fingers in her pussy and came off her mountain and then withdrew them. I moved back in and took her panties and pulled them back into position for her so that they would soak up the rest of her cum. She presented her cum-coated fingers to me and those I did suck, taking in her lovely taste. 

"Thanks Mattie, I really needed that. I am sure that you will understand."

"I know and I do. I could have really taken you, but then Jo should really break your virginity with us."

She smiled and gave me a short kiss, lip to lip.

"Thanks though. You are such a friend."

"Could you do one thing for me though?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"Just to wear those panties until the point that you get ready for Jo and then let me enjoy them, if Jo will allow it? They will be wonderfully strong and full of you"

"That's no problem; I would have probably brought them anyway along with a couple of others."

We headed out and left Central Oxford and headed for the sex shop on the way back to our local town and I was successful in getting my requisites for the weekend ahead. My plan was coming together well and I really loved Louise's input; she really was fun and game.

I got back and Louise left to go home. The kids came back after I had packed away my purchases and reapplied my falsies and put on my normal bra. Joanna got back in about 8pm and we had dinner, got the kids to bed and had our usual wind down drink and discussion about the day. She was very chatty as they had a successful day in Edinburgh and won a new account. She didn't ask that much about my day or Louise, except how was she and was she fun to shop and salon with; she also probably thought that I had been working on her birthday. Our normal sex before bed including my oral worship took place, as well as Jo unlocking me out of chastity and some paddling took place before she mounted my chin dildo and finally my clitoris. I was happy that she was happy and also that she had no idea of her birthday presents.



Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 06



So Joanna's birthday came around. She took the day off, it was a Friday and the second day after Louise and my jaunt in Oxford. I needed my sleep as the hormones were evidently kicking in hard and I had let Jo know about this. Jo was, therefore, the first to wake.

I knew that a little submissive pre-session was a good way to start the birthday and so I let her climb on me without her pyjamas bottoms or jockstrap on and for me to bring her to her morning climax that she so enjoyed. As she came off her peak I suggested that we head for the bathroom, me first, and, despite with the wall being part down, I had managed to keep the bathroom pretty clean. When Jo had fallen asleep, I had laid out her first present in there.

I climbed under the portable toilet seat stand I had bought Jo and offered my mouth upwards to her when she came in. Next to the toilet I had left her a mouth widener known as a 'spider gag' and a funnel, if she wanted to use them on me. Jo came in and saw me, prostrate on the floor and ready to receive her fluids. 

"Wow, wonderful." She positioned herself above me and quickly released her overnight fluids into me, without the gag or funnel; I took most of her into me and then offered to shower her down, concentrating on pleasing her pussy. She soon found her second climax of her birthday, pressing down on to my tongue that was incessant in the teasing of her love area.

We then dressed informally to get the children up, breakfasted, and out of the house and to school. The beauty in life now was that I could dress as I wished. I put on leggings, a short ra-ra skirt and one of Jo's lighter loose sweaters, with my studs in my ears, my 'engagement' ring and a wide gold bangle.

On returning to the house, I prepared us a light breakfast and coffee and gave Joanna one or two conventional presents. We then went our separate ways with Jo needing to tackle some e-mails and household bills and I cleaned up around the house. It was about a quarter to eleven when I went into the study, gave her a long, lingering kiss and suggested she watched her favourite lesbian DVD. This was the one with a 'Louise look alike' which I had already loaded in the machine and that she should head to the bedroom when she was curious and excited so as to discover what her second major present was to be.

Jo came into the bedroom some twenty minutes later. 

I was dressed in silky black lingerie and I was ready in position over her birthday present, a sleek, wooden, whipping bench. This was an unusual design with a 1.2 metre long frame, and some 65 cm wide and 80 cm wide. It was heavily padded and essentially built with two levels to it. The highest point of the bench was just off centre where my bottom was presented, nice and high to Jo. The back split into leather pads with straps to hold my legs. The straps I was able to self attach, locking my legs in and, therefore, splaying my bottom provocatively to her. My body lay away and downwards from the highpoint of my bottom; my head was at the lowest point and, of course, I was wearing her pair of used briefs over my head tied back with an old stocking. I knew she would enjoy the subservience that I was offering to her. My unconstrained breasts hung down either side of the midriff panel in their cami, open to any pleasure or torture that Jo so wished.

In front of the bench, I also laid out some of our whips, paddles, vibrator and, plugs for Jo's selection and use, if she wished. I also included a new probe wired up that ran off a control unit as well as her main harness and the choice of two double dildoes, our femdoe and a new two way one that injected fluid into us on her squeeze of a small rubber bulb.

Jo came into the bedroom and I heard, "Oh fab, what a present, Mattie!" She circled around it and locked my wrists and midriff belt in. Her hands ran, tantalizingly, over my bottom and teased my anus before pulling back my panties and inserting something thin into me. I was suspicious it was the new probe.

I knew about things when the first paddle smack came down and she started to rain my bottom with her force, my nose biting against the impregnated gusset of her briefs. I took the pain and then she upped the punishment to the crop. Twelve hard lashes came down on to my globes and I knew my bottom was more than heated and marked. Suddenly the probe hit in, passing an electrical tingle right up onto my prostrate and remember, I knew I had lost a little functionality down there; however, it soon stimulated me into a mental high.

Jo stood back and enjoyed the fruits of her work and slipped into her harness. I felt her mount me, probe open my anus having removed the probe, and she started to fuck me and, in doing so, herself. I responded in trying to move my bottom to take her and meet her rhythm. Jo was soon cumming and as she found her hi-spot, she released the warm fluid into both of us as a pseudo male cum. She collapsed on my back.

"Oh thank you, Mattie, we will have amazing fun with this, but are you sure your bottom will withstand this and imagine what pleasure I may inflict on you once your boobs are better developed."

We showered again together and I made-up, perfumed, and dressed for lunch. It was a nice thrill to dress fully as a woman in cream lingerie, a summer floral dress and kick-on low heeled pale blue shoes. I borrowed Jo's diamond ear-rings, lovely emerald cut diamond studs, just under a carat each. I also wore a gold band watch along with two bangles and, of course, my ankle chain on in full view of those who saw it. My waist chain was on of course.

Jo wore a pair of chinos, a khaki shirt, socks and canvas shoes and looked super sexy to me. We headed off to lunch, picking up the kids out of school. Lunch was with her family so there was a good party. It was a lovely affair with lots of laughter, joy and, most important of all to us, an acceptance of Jo and me. The family showered presents onto Jo, both serious and frivolous. And we finished with a huge cake and a 'pinata' for the 'kids' amongst us.

We got back to the cottage with the kids late afternoon and Louise was there working on the garden, by design I hasten to add. The kids greeted her and invited her in for tea with the family and to share in their presents to Joanna. Louise had brought her a nice card, some beautiful flowers, and a present, a book on women in advertising through the ages. Joanna was touched and invited her to dinner with us and with the children. I kept it very simple, some barbecue salmon and salads with a fruit salad, and it allowed Louise and Joanna to really get to know each other. 

Louise kept very quiet about the birthday arrangements, as she should but I appreciate it. At one point when Jo was out in the garden with the children, I checked with Louise that she was still ok to proceed.

"Oh yes, I am really looking forward to it. You are such a devil"

"Well just remember all that you have to do, and I have arranged all the reservations and appointments. Remember everything is covered as to payment."

"Ok, that's so kind of you."

Louise gave me a long slow kiss, tongue to tongue.

"Mmmmmm, thanks and I have this for you as a small memento of me for tonight, just for your pleasure if you need a little reminder of me at any time."

She quickly slipped me this ziplock bag and I could see inside a pair of yellow panties.

"They are the ones that I wore on Tuesday, Mattie."

"Mmmmm, thank you. Are you still wearing the panties from Wednesday then, those lovely white lacy ones?" 

"Oh yes, and at night time too, and I will continue to do so until I change. They will be heavy as I have cum in them five times now with the thought of what is to happen, and I have I also used the gusset to wipe myself after a pee."

"Good, that is so, so nice of you."

"I want to fuck you as well, Mattie"

"That's up to Joanna, but I would love to take you in me though, Louise."

We had a nice dinner and the children to bed and Louise having left, I gave myself to Joanna across her new whipping bench and the Tower. It was a long and very challenging session, especially as to my naked bottom which was heavily punished before Jo let me cum into her, and only after bringing her close to the final orgasm with the chin dildo she liked me to use on her. But she went to bed happy with her arm over me, dressed in new men's pyjamas, a very male jock and with me in her old nightie, her favourite one for me to wear for her.

I slept in late and probably this was understandable given Jo's intensity of exploring her domme side with me yesterday. I struggled to get up and I could feel that my bottom was sore; I went through to the kitchen dressed in my nightie and robe and there were the kids and Jo. A strong espresso and I kicked back into action. Between us all we got some pancakes to the table and the kids went off to their rooms to play. 

Joanne and I cleaned up the breakfast things and she gave me a long lingering kiss, apologising to me if she was a little too severe. I said that it was ok and I probably deserved it but, overall, I had enjoyed it and that I loved her so much. However I still had this weekend to come and, at this rate, I could be black and blue by Monday.

She laughed and said that she had a super day on her birthday with the family and even having Louise around for tea and supper had been really nice and what a nice, sexy, girl she was. I watched Jo's eyes with intent and yes, they were dreamy; maybe she was primed to take Louise given the right chance.

The children left at 10 o clock with their friends; these friends knew about us and were very supportive of our changes. By 10.30, I was being a toilet slave to Jo and by 11, I was in the bath undergoing my daily routine and ensuring my legs were totally clean of any hair. It was quite warm outside so I chose a white bra, white slip and matching bikini panties with an ivory white Peter Pan collared dress with a pleated skirt part to it, along with white heels. I kept make-up to a minimum, except for emphasising my eyes and then used some Lauder Private Collection as a heady floral perfume. For jewelry, just my gold studs and a new gold-styled bracelet I had picked up, allowing I was wearing my Jo necklace and chains.

Joanne, too, dressed simply in a golf shirt, Lauren shorts, golf sock and simple male-like low shoes. I knew she had on one of the Hanro cotton mini-briefs that I had bought her; these were a nice compromise between being very soft and masculine and I knew she would like the style. I also had bought her some of the pyjamas/.She did look very edible dressed as she was and I loved her deeply.

"Wow, you look so cute; you know it is amazing what you have achieved Mattie and your voice is so much higher pitched now, I haven't told you that have I"

"Thanks, I do love you so much. Let's get loaded and away." 

I was taking her away for the weekend and we loaded the car and I said that we should take the Stool and the Tower and her new toilet seat to use on me as she wished. The 'Bench' was a little heavy to dissemble and reassemble but it would ideal as one of the centre pieces to our new playroom. Joanna agreed and I also allowed her to choose her accessories and goodies from the laundry basket. I gave her a hint that my body could be continued to be used for the weekend totally as she so wished.

We set off just before lunch and had a nice pub lunch on route to our luxury hotel in Malmesbury, near Bath in Wiltshire. Malmesbury was not that far from Bath if we wanted to head in there at any point and was mistakenly famous in history as being where the Duke of Clarence was drowned in 1478 in a butt of drink. That drink was Malmsey, a wine, and not Malmesbury though. We chuckled over the linkage though and hoped there weren't too many hogs head butts around the hotel.

During dessert, from my clutch bag, I produced one of our small vibrators and, under the table, I gently massaged her through her shorts; Jo bit her top lip and, rightly, accused me of being very naughty.

After lunch, it didn't take too long to reach this wonderful lower Cotswold manor hotel where all the rooms managed to successfully blend antiques with a contemporary feel. Our room was a sumptuous suite in earthy tone colours with an American style, double-king, colonial bed, lovely soft furnishings and a splendid bathroom again with plenty of room and with a huge claw-bath and a massive shower, ideal for us sharing. We were at the end of a corridor in the old part of the house but we did have, disconcertingly, a connecting door to another room but the receptionist informed us that this room would be unoccupied, so any noise wouldn't be an issue.

Joanna was really impressed by this place; we had never stayed here before but it was an old work colleague of mine who had mentioned the hotel some months back as being a wonderful spa and also that it had great food. Its reception and public rooms had a Jacobean feel with paneling and huge working fireplaces, and the restaurants looked very nice along with a great bar. There was also a spa and I had booked a manicure along with an outside hairdresser and make-up artist to come in. I wanted to look immaculate for Jo on her birthday. Her present also included a massage and any tonal treatment for that she needed. 

We got to the room with the 'mountain' of luggage and parcels, again using the same white lie about not wanting to leave goods in the car. We unpacked our clothing and then I called room service for some tea and an early turn down as well as extra pillows. Joanna gave me a long kiss,

"Thank you,this is a lovely place you have found."

"No problem honey."

She continued kissing me and started to stroke my bottom in her provocative way of signalling that she wanted to make love.

"Mmmmm, I think that you should save yourself for later. I intend giving you sex like you haven't had in a long while and especially with a present or two for you."

She pouted and said,

"You'll pay for it then?"

"My bottom is still sore from yesterday, honey."

The tea and extra items for the room arrive and then turn-down. With that out of the way, we assembled the Tower and the Stool and put the Seat in the bathroom. 

"I could pee on you now and have you clean me up, Mattie."

"Just wait until later and your pee will be more and sweeter."

She laughed, 

"Spoilsport."

I added,

"Maybe, but I just want to check that we have a really nice table for dinner and then my spa sessions are due, as are yours shortly."

I gave her a small present,

"Open this and you can quietly enjoy yourself while I am gone; you may get that excited as a result of it that you try and take some cute little girl in the spa."

She opened it and I had assembled a lesbian sex file of various Literotica stories as well as stories involving cuckolding that I knew she would enjoy reading, a new DVD for her, and a small clitoral/urethral heavy steel Unisex vibrator. It was about 10 cm long with a narrow stimulating top of 7mm and then widening to 12mm. She laughed and gave me another kiss. I removed my false boobs in the bathroom, stripped down to my soft bra and panties and left for the reception and the spa, dressed in one of the hotel's thick white robes.

I went to the reception first and checked off details of my bookings there; all was in order. On over to the wonderful spa and I started by relaxing with a massage followed by a facial and eyebrows and finally someone to varnish my toenails and give me French nails on my hands. This was the first time I had been 'Frenched' for Joanna.

I went up to the room again; Joanna was away having her treatments. I ensured that I was clean down under and took a quick shower. I dried and had just slipped on a robe when the hairdresser arrived, followed by the make-up girl. I wanted to look at my best for Jo this evening. My hair was coming down to just short of shoulder length and was very thick. The hairdresser styled it so that it turned inwards at the base, coincidentally a little bit like Louise's style. 

As to make-up, I had chosen slightly darker colours than I normally used both in terms of my foundation and around my eyes. A very dark mascara and eye shadow to really emphasise my eyes using Les Regards de Chanel as my palette so that the effect was almost rather Middle Eastern in nature. And finally Chanel Coco lipstick and lip-liner applied in a burnt red Ballet Russe colour. I put the palette, lipsticks and a lip refresher, Soins Tendres de Levres, into my clutch bag for tonight. 

Joanna came back to the room in her robe and slippers just as the make-up girl was leaving.

"That was truly wonderful, Mattie. The refreshments and tea were sensational as well."

"I agree with you, Jo. What did you have done?"

"Well a massage and facial."

"Like me."

"Followed by a manicure and a plain varnish as you would guess. And then I had a Brazilian wax if that is ok. I just wanted to be really smooth around my pussy for you tonight."

"You know I will love that, you tease."

She chose her clothes and went off into the bathroom,

"What are you wearing tonight, honey," she asked from inside the bathroom.

"You will have to wait and see, but something new."

I pulled out my new charcoal corset, along with the panties, stockings and my green dress and my black ballet style pumps as I didn't want to be that much higher than Jo.

I took off my robe and looked at my boobs and their little bumps and clearly obvious swelling of my pink nipples. "Well, here goes, my new freedom." I thought.

I got into the corset and managed the first clips and the lacing. I moved it around me into position and tightened the lacing a bit. Then I went over to the bathroom door, partly opened it and asked Joanna.

"I am not going to turn around and show you this yet, but could you tighten my lacing for me?"

"No problem, honey, it's a lovely colour."

She tightened me up and I could feel the spare laces hanging down my bottom.

"There we are."

And she slapped me playfully on my cheeks.

"Thanks, Jo; I will be about 10 minutes."

"That's ok, me too. Love you"

I rolled on the stockings up my legs and fitted them to the four black garters, adjusting the tautness of the garter so that was tighter, and then I donned the panties. This looked good. Into the dress I got and I felt a million dollars; it really looked good. A last minute tidy up and I pulled out and put on my jewellery; the diamond engagement ring, my pinkie, and the diamond ear studs. I left my watch off and instead put the Tiffany style diamond bracelet that Jo's mother had lent me. In addition, I chose two platinum bracelets that I had the jeweller adapt for me. These were nice, plain band bracelets but I had him hang a secondary matching ring off each bracelet to hint at bondage and, hence, my subservience to Jo. 

A spray of Coco I thought was the most apt perfume for this evening and I was ready.

Jo emerged from the bathroom and looked stunning. She wore a black trouser suit and a new, obviously expensive, cream silk blouse. Black hose and a slight heel on her black brogues. She actually had on a little jewelry, gold studs, a plain gold band necklace and her gold watch. She had used some light make-up and a natural lipstick, and some Chanel Crystalle perfume. I loved it and was first to say "Wow. You look ravishing."

"And what about you, Mattie, what can I say?"

"Give us a twirl"

I flounced my dress around for her.

"Sensational, the best that you have ever looked. You look a stunner this evening."

Then she noticed my boob line, "You are not wearing your falsies tonight."

"No honey, this is my first time that I am myself. I thought we should celebrate that they are on their way and that my nipples really are showing, so my corset has been slightly modified with a padding to give me an AA or maybe an A cup and I think that my ruffled neckline really helps my limited décolletage."




Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 06



"You look truly amazing; I am blown away."



Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 07



I grabbed my clutch bag, Jo hers, and we had a little kiss session. 

"I could take you now, Mattie; I love you so much and I want to fuck your rigid."

I laughed, "Mmmm, we will just have to wait until later."

We left the suite and locked the door; I took the card-key and put it in my bag. 

We headed down for a celebratory drink and then we had a wonderful dinner in this Michelin-starred dining room, beautifully decorated with white linen, sparkling glasses and candle-lit. Both of us had the most amazing lobster main course and the desserts were sublime. We couldn't really misbehave here and our chat was focused more on family, but with a little imaginary scene-setting about what other diners would be engaging in later. 

We lingered at the table enjoying our wine, having chosen an excellent vintage Montrachet for the shellfish and a half bottle of a fine Premier Cru Bordeaux with some cheese.

We had coffee and petit fours in the lounge in front of this lovely, huge log fire and nestled in to each other. Some half an hour on, I knew that I had to go and assemble Jo's final present and I should do it now as I was getting quite excited myself at the thought of the love making to come this evening. I indicated to Jo,

"Honey, I just need to go to the Ladies and I might have something special to do upstairs, if you know what I mean."

"Have you been naughty in getting me another present; I really just want you."

"Maybe, honey, maybe that is coming."

I got up from the sofa and smiled at her.

"I might be fifteen or twenty minutes, so could you be so kind and get a port for me perhaps and you could have another glass of Armagnac, if you wish."

"Ok. Love you. Don't get lost up there."

"Love you."

I left the room gracefully and then shot upstairs. Down the corridor to the end and I tapped on the so-called empty bedroom door and went into our Suite to the inter-joining door. I opened my side and I heard the door on the other side being undone. I slid the key into the main part of the door and opened it and there was Louise standing there.

She looked magnificent and I moved to her took her in my arms and kissed her. She responded and our kiss was long and lingering.

"Not me now, Louise, Joanna is downstairs."

Louise had travelled down to Malmesbury late afternoon and I had also booked her into the spa and for a nails manicure, hair and make-up following me, and when I knew Joanna would be clear of the spa. She had quietly eaten in the room and then prepared herself for tonight to my suggestions and with the help of the assistants that I had used earlier.

"Goodness me, we look alike."

Our hair, make-up and lipstick were done similarly and our nails were Frenched in a similar manner. The only real difference between us dress-wise, apart from jewellery, was that Louise was standing there without a dress, otherwise her corset, panties, stockings and shoes were the same as mine. She looked divine with the tassels of her corset, a different size of course, hanging down her bottom.

"Let's get you ready, shall we?"

"Yes, I am so excited and rather nervous."

"I understand; Joanna looks stunning by the way, and has absolutely no idea of this."

We pulled the doors back so the Suite was really two bedrooms now. Louise came through and saw the equipment. 

"Wow, look at these" as she saw the Tower and the Stool. Next to the Tower I had strategically placed one of our wedges and Jo's favourite harness and the new double cock with seven inches by five of cock on each side of the harness. This one had the little rubber squeezy to let some fluid go into each pussy.

"Yes, you will become acquainted with those shortly, I am sure. The toilet seat is in the bathroom."

Louise went and had a look as I pulled out Joanna's other present. I went to move the Tower to the darker corner as one put the halogen spot lighting on, so that Joanna's eyes would gravitate to her new piece of equipment. Louise came back and helped me and then we quickly assembled the present, a Stockade. This was an H bar on the floor and the victim gets on all fours. Ankles and wrists are secured to soft cuffs off the short bars at either end. At one end there was a short adjustable vertical pole and off this there was a padded steel collar to lock home the victim's head so the victim would be completely immobilised. The long bar could be adjusted for length to allow for different sized 'prisoners'.

On the other bar, where the ankles were cuffed, at the intersection with the bar parallel to the body there was a taller vertical pole to screw in to the base. This rod then had an adjustable long pole off it and the fitting allowed it to be moved in and out, up or down or at an angle. And it could also be rotated. At one end of the arm there was a fitting that would allow any vibrator or dildo to be fitted; the arm could be put up against a male or female orifice and inserted and there was nothing that 'the victim' could do.

It only took a couple of minutes to assemble it and I laid out two or three of our vibrators including a new rotating one and my favourite heavy chrome vibe. I also left a crop and a paddle next to it.

"Oooh, I could ride that now, Mattie."

"No, let's tackle you now and onto the Tower, please Louise"

Louise moved into position and I secured her neck and then her waist into position with the collars. I followed this by getting her to remove her panties, leaving them on the base plate of the Tower. I secured her ankles, forcing her legs apart and opening up her mons. I knew she was wet and could readily smell her sex. It took a lot of self-restraint not to immediately pleasure her on the spot.

I went to the bathroom and recovered Joanna's black Hanro briefs that she had been wearing all day, and another pair I had been saving in a ziplock. I came back to Louise with them and, on the way over, went into my bag and grabbed an old stocking and a new ball gag.

"I want you to meditate on Joanna's scent; this is what she does to me, as you know."

"Ok"

"Have you bought your white lacy panties that you have been wearing since our trip to Oxford?"

"Yes, Mattie, they are ready for you in a ziplock in the right bedside drawer in the bedroom. They are in an awful state and I am sorry, I have cum twice this afternoon and evening in them, just on the excitement of all of this. I have never felt so horny."

"Thank you, my sweetie"

I kissed her and then took the ziplock pair of Jo's used panties. I flipped them inside out and pushed them home into her mouth. I followed this by taking Jo's 'todays' briefs and did to Louise what Jo frequently liked to do to me, securing the gusset over her nose and then tightening it with the stocking behind her so that her heavily made-up eyes looked out of the brief's leg holes. I stood back and looked at my work; Joanna would love this.

I heard Louise's sigh and move against the gag as Joanna's scent enveloped her senses.

"Enjoy her and think about her, Louise, what she will be doing to you shortly."

I heard another sigh of pleasure.

I wasn't finished though. Having heard about Louise's likes and also been privy to seeing her pierced pussy, I had been naughty in the sex shop in Oxford.

I went back to the bag and came back with two small boxes. I placed them on the floor and stood up and pulled Louise's bra cups on her corset a bit so as to reveal her lovely brown, pert nipples. I pushed my head forward and gave them a little suck and a tweak with my forefinger and thumb so as to make them stand up and I rubbed a little cream in, so as to assist the process about to be undertaken. 

I reached into the box and pulled out two nipple suction cups cum bottles, hooked them on to the pipe up to the squeeze pump and placed them over her aureole areas. I used the bulb to suck out the air and clamped off the tubes. Already, her nipples were protruding into their little jars. I liked the sight. I could hear Joanna moaning through her muffle.

From the second box, I got on my knees and approached her pussy. It looked great with its new French landing strip. I ran my finger up and down it twice, pushing her labia out and then focused on her clit. Louise was more than nice and wet now. I went into the box and pulled out three weights on hooks and hung the smallest one off her clitoral ring and the other heavier two off each labial ring. I could hear her trying to fight this for her comfort. I quickly ran my tongue up and down and she tasted delicious. 

Back into the box again and I pulled out a thin ivory ribbon and thread it through her two labial rings and then through the clitoral ring and tied it off. On one ribbon, I had fixed a small present tag card saying, "Happy Birthday, Jo, with love from Mattie xxxx. Use Louise how you ever wish tonight."

I got up, looked at my work, gave Louise a kiss on her briefed and gagged lips, and then went to the bathroom just to ensure there was no 'Louise scent' on me. I adjusted the lighting down on the bed lamps, turned up the spots over the Stockade, and turned down the lighting over Louise's corner as well as her room.

I closed the door and headed downstairs, leaving Louise to contemplate and get ready for Joanna's attention.

Back to the lounge and Jo had my port ready.

"Thanks for waiting, honey."

I took a sip.

"Ok, everything alright?"

"Yes, a good pee and I just needed to ensure everything was perfect for you."

"Well give me a kiss then."

I leant forward and gave her a slow kiss; no one else was in the area we were sitting in. She took a sip of Armagnac.

I nestled into her and whispered, "I love you and want to feel you in me."

"Mmmmm, my gorgeous thing, guess I can't tease those nipples of yours, yet."

"No, not yet, don't know if you can use nipple cups on them soon."

"And your bottom is still tender, guess I can't invade that. Looks like more aromatherapy and anal torture for you tonight, Mattie."

These sweet nothings continued on for half an hour, getting all that more risqué as we built our excitement. And in the back of my mind, I knew Louise would be desperate for attaining relief.

We got up and headed upstairs, having grabbed a bottle of champagne. Down the corridor and outside the door, Jo was all over me wanting to kiss me and feel my stockings and garters. I let Jo open the door with they key. 

She stepped in and saw the Stockade in front of her.

"Wow, your love channel is going to be seriously taken tonight and I need to give some attention to your bottom, Mattie. Than you, it's fantastic" 

She walked around the frame to inspect it and saw the rotating vibrator. As she got up from looking at the vibrator, the sight of the Tower hit her square on.

"Oh, myyyy Godddd, what on earth do we have here."

Her eyes were on stalks and she went scurrying across the suite and up to Louise. 

"Is this you, Louise?"

She saw the card hanging on the end of Louise's ribbon chastity and just below the pussy weights. Louise was really hot and I could see cum on the stand base between her splayed legs.

"I just don't believe this, you two. It's incredible. God, I want you both!"

She went around the Tower and inspected my work, feeling Louise's corset. 

"Gosh look at your nipples, and I just love those weights."

She felt down between Louise's bottom and explored her anus. 

"You are so wet, Louise."

Meanwhile, I had slipped out of my dress and stood there in my corset.

"God, Mattie, you two are identically dressed and your eye make-up is the same. What have you two been up to?"

"It's your birthday, honey, Happy Birthday with love from us two."

"Well Mattie, what am I going to do? I am speechless."

"Jo, all I know is that Louise needs some relief from you. Look at her pussy and how it is dripping cum."

"I presume she can take some pain?"

Yes, she is ok with all that we do, and some more."

Jo pulled herself together. 

"Ok, Mattie, I want you on the Stockade, facing me and Louise. You will be fucked as I start to take her virginity with us."

"Just a moment, Jo."

I slipped into the room Louise had been in and brought out the bag with her white lacy heavily stained panties in. 

"What do we have here then?" 

Jo took the panties out of the bag and held them up and looked at them.

"They are so heavy, how long has Louise been wearing these."

"Since Wednesday morning, Jo."

"You two are so naughty. Have you been making love then?"

"No Jo, she is for you so I haven't, even though I can say that I have been sorely tempted."

"I may share her with you; or rather you will please us. After all, she is my present from you."

Jo quickly secured me into position, turning the Stockade towards the Tower. She had me remove my panties before my ankles were cuffed. I felt the rotating vibrator approach my anus and soon it was home, gently vibrating away. Jo took the panties and put them over my head and used the other old stocking to secure the gusset into me. The aroma was very, very heavy and Louise was all over me in my brain.

Jo went over to the Tower to focus on Louise. Firstly, she upped the suction on her nipples, watching the effect take place. She then knelt down and undid the ribbon. She muttered,

"So nice and thoughtfully presented to me."

She ran her finger up and down Louise's love valley, playing with the rings and bouncing the weights. She then smelt and tasted her work before nuzzling into Louise's pussy to give her Louise the first experience of her tongue. I could see Louise trying to push onto Jo's excited tongue.

After five minutes of intense oral stimulation and Louise trying to release, Jo pulled back. She got up and adjusted the nipples once more; now Louise's nipples were engorged by an inch or so, and her aureoles were swollen into the cups, their ducts standing out. Jo firstly took one of our chrome anal plugs and inserted that into Louise; then she grabbed her crop which I had left near the Tower. I saw her crack the crop onto Louise's bottom three times on each cheek. 

Jo came around the front of Louise and started to tease her breasts around her cups with the crop end, gently smacking the breast and then a short sharp smack. This had Louise really squirming. Louise kept this up and then decided to alternate her action by running the crop tip up and down Louise's pussy. Louise was all but coming now.

Jo now released Louise from her weights and nipple clamps, followed by taking her off the Tower, but not removing her used briefs and her gags. She helped her over to the wedge and pushed her down on it, bottom up presented for a doggy entry. She stood in front of Louise and slowly removed her briefs and put the harness on, inserting her end of the cock into her wet pussy, showing Louise her love channel in detail for the first time.

Jo came behind her and mounted Louise; she was so wet that she took the cock easily into her and Jo started her love fucking. Within a minute, Louise erupted from all the build-up of sexual tension and excitement, her body involuntarily spasming as her orgasm took over. Her heavy, creamy, cum came squirting out around the cock and her body was totally shaking with the intensity of what was coming over her. I wanted to taste it. Jo followed her in quest of a strong orgasm more driven from how her new girlfriend was responding to her.

Jo hit her climax a few seconds later and released the cock fluid into both of them, and then stayed in Louise as she continued to orgasm against the hard cock and all the previous two hours thoughts and experiences; in fact, it was seventy two hours of build up that was being released. I was so hot on Louise's aroma and the sight I had just witnessed and I felt my sexual excitement really building.



Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 08



Joanna remained on Louise for some ten minutes before withdrawing from her and then helping her onto the bed.

Jo came across and released me, only to motion me to move the Tower closer to the bed and turn it so that it was facing it. She then directed me to step onto the Tower where Louise had been restrained, so as to be locked in myself. She kept Louise's heavily impregnated panties over me. I was similarly spread-legged and my hands secured behind me onto the bar. My neck was then collared. Jo fetched our wand and fitted it on to the Tower's arm and positioned against my anus. Louise then piped up, "Jo, Mattie has another pair of my used panties with her somewhere. They are yellow bikini styled ones. You could use them as a gag on her as she used yours on me."

"Good idea."

Jo went and looked in my bags and quickly found the zipper. She approached me, turned the panties inside out and forced the panties in my mouth, followed by the gag that I had used on Louise. I was as helpless as Louise but without the clit weights or the nipple pumps.

Jo got back onto the bed and she and Louise started to kiss gently and slowly, Jo exerted her kissing dominance. Eventually, Jo indicated to Louise to climb on top of her and they went into a long sixty-nine, thoroughly enjoying each others pussy. I had a clear view of Jo enjoying Louise's beautiful cunt and could see her pre-cum building towards her next climax. Jo's tongue was darting in and up and down Louise's haven to enjoy her emerging nectar and I knew that Louise was enjoying Jo's. Their walk through their valleys of love was well underway.

I could see Louise getting very excited with Jo's tongue teasing and she started to rock heavily and then lifted herself to sit up, squeezing Jo's head with her thighs and effectively queening her. She was exuding a lot of cum again and her second orgasm wasn't as violent as the first one; however it washed over the two girls mentally and physically as Jo was engulfed in her new girlfriend's love honey as her frothy jism spurted out, much to Jo's obvious pleasure. Louise shot forward to take Jo's with her tongue as she arrived a few seconds later.

They lay between each other's legs taking in the heady aroma and basking in each other's pleasure, gently using their tongues on each others love areas. It was a highly erotic sight and I could see Jo enjoying secondary quivering of excitement

Jo was the first to talk.

"Time we enjoyed Mattie, I think."

"Yes, we aren't being fair to her as she has arranged all of this."

"I think you will enjoy this though, Louise."

Both the girls came across and released me from the Tower as well as from Louise's fragrant panties that I had so much enjoyed. I put my own back on. Jo helped me across to the Stool and put me into position, securing my wrists and ankles to the cuffs and the spreader. She pulled out the chin-dildo and fixed that onto me.

"Louise, stand over the seat and slowly lower yourself on to it, so that you tease Mattie with her first close-up sight of your adorable, wet pussy."

She got into position and opened her legs above me. Jo moved close into Louise and they started to kiss each other, her hand moving to open up Louise's cunt, showing me what I was to shortly service with my chin. Her puckered anus, devoid of its former hairy cover, moistened and brown slowly became visible to me as Jo's hand pushed apart Louise's legs. I knew I was to shortly pleasure and taste her exquisite second love channel.

The two girls kissed and played with each other; I could take in the exotic sexy aroma of the two of them, and the now increasingly familiar overtones that Louise was emitting. Louise's labia and her clit were already swollen and moist with her new enjoyment layering over Jo's previous taking of her.

Then Jo released Louise from her hold and Louise sank into position. I had full view of my chin cock entering her creamy pussy, her entrance open in expectation of my service and her cum already flowing again with the prospect, oozing gently around the dildo as it slid home into its love chamber. Her anus presented itself to my tongue and her soft bottom enveloped my head forcing my submission to serve her. I was engulfed totally in her now as her weight pushed down.

Jo guided her to gently rock forward on me so as to allow me to breathe, take in her aroma, and then backwards to orally use my tongue on her and, at the same time, providing gentle movement of my chin-cock and to pressure her g-spot. Louise quickly mastered this technique and her pace started to increase as her pleasure levels built up to take her up her personal mountain.

I felt Jo release my boy-clit from my panties and she slid on me as she continued, no doubt, to enjoy Louise's firm breasts and hard, pert nipples with her tongue. With the height difference and the seat, I knew Louise's breasts would be at a level for Jo to naturally enjoy her.

Louise was, by now, starting to accelerate the fucking of herself on my chin. I could see her clearly frotting herself and her pulsating pussy and lips as they responded to her motion. Meanwhile, I could feel Jo's pussy clamping on my erect clit as she too sought pleasure from me. My tongue was now inside Louise's anus, exploring her with my tip, pushing in as hard as I could to provide her with another dildo in her. 

I felt Louise explode on me and Jo followed a few seconds later before my cum went on its route into Jo. Louise's delicate honey was everywhere flooding into my mouth as she rode her clouds and this took me into a powerful brain orgasm, I was sure that the girls could feel this. 

The girls stayed on top of me enjoying their orgasms and I relished being bathed in Louise. I could stay here all night enjoying the two of them. They allowed me to bathe in them for some five minutes only though as I then felt the two of them start to move their positions. They went to switch themselves over on me and Jo's familiar cunt descended down on to my face. 

By the pressure of her bottom, and her pussy right over my mouth, she made me eat our co-mingled cum out of her. My clit was still hard at the anticipation of being inside Louise and I felt myself entering her, her wet pussy gripping me. I hadn't been like this for weeks, in terms of excitement and being able to sustain my clit-hardness; this was close to heaven.

Joanna moved herself forward on my head to present her back-porch for my gratification and went to delight herself on my chin-cock and I could feel the two girls enjoying each other as they kissed, being at the same level with their lips. My tongue probed into her, exploring her love hole and to help complement the chin-cock that was now entering in and out of her vulva as she rocked up and down. Meanwhile I could feel Louise wrapped around my clit taking all of me into her. Her cunt seemed that little bit tighter than Jo's, despite all the exertions that she had been put through.

The two girls took themselves up onto their exalted plateaus once again and I was once more subjugated to their orgasms, feeling Louise clamp around my swollen clit as she came and Jo letting her familiar cream ooze over my mouth and chin.

They both relaxed and came off their peaks, gently kissing and muttering sweet nothings as I enjoyed being pressurised by them both and also being bathed in their love juices that I so cherished as a manifestation of their love.

As we came back down to 'normality', we all cleaned up and climbed into the wonderful double-king bed; Louise in the between the two of us. Jo fixed into place Louise's panties for me to take in her scent during the night. We quickly fell asleep in each others arms.

We woke up fairly late for us on the Sunday morning. Normally, Jo would want me to bring her a morning orgasm but this morning she turned to Louise and moved over her into a 69 with Jo on top, while I continued to take in Louise's essence. I could see Louise pleasing Jo and it was a lovely sight to see the two women inter-twined. 

Her tongue darted out and explored her anus and then she brought it down to part Jo's swollen clit, teasing her labia. She then focused on licking Jo in long, languishing strokes from her rear area down to Jo's clit again and again. She murmured her satisfaction about Jo's taste and her tongue moved to slide into Jo's pussy, flicking in its lower entrance to taste and lap up the emerging pre-cum. 

Louise's nose pressed forward tightly into Jo's bottom as she concentrated her efforts and pressed deeper into Jo. Jo let out a little yelp of pleasure at Louise's attention and pressed backwards as Louise deftly moved in and out of her. Very quickly, Jo was cumming over Louise's tongue.

Jo moved herself off Louise and gave her a slow, sweet embrace and kiss. She let her pussy come into contact with Louise's and began a slow pelvic grinding with clit rubbing against clit. Jo moved her lips away from the kissing of Louise's mouth and to her breasts. She slowly sucked on her nipples, focusing on nipping them with her teeth, enough to make Louise gasp. However, Jo was as quick to use her lips to soothe the nipples to remove any semblance of pain. 

Louise was in ecstasy and her moaning became a small scream of pleasure as she reached her orgasm. Jo pushed home hard on Louise's pussy, comingling her cum with Louise's cream. Finally, she lowered herself one more time between our girlfriend's legs and took her time enjoying their taste and smell before letting Louise hit another peak.

"Come on you two, it's about time we cleaned up and thought about dressing." 

We all headed to the bathroom and there was the toilet seat. 

Joanna suggested, "Well I guess Mattie can take us this morning."

Louise responded, "No. Let me, I so love toilet play."

"Ok, well get into position then, you."

Louise stripped herself fully naked and climbed under the seat. I turned on the shower. Jo too stripped fully down and came back and sat on her seat pushing down to give full access to Louise's mouth for her. Louise was ready for her. 

Slowly Jo started releasing her amber nectar into and over Louise's mouth. She took it in avidly but it was too much and a little streamed down over her neck and upper chest. As Jo finished, Louise's tongue automatically darted up to clean Jo's love area, something I knew Jo so enjoyed. This had its desired effect and quickly she was cumming on what we now knew was a skilled tongue. 

Jo climbed off and Louise then added "Your turn too, Mattie. To me you are a girl." 

I had peeled off my clothing and in the bedroom; Jo had released me from my nasal heaven. I sat down on the seat and, very quickly, I was releasing myself into Louise; this was something that I hadn't done since my university first degree days when my then girlfriend was into giving and receiving. Louise took it all and tongued away underneath me, a lovely sensation.

Louise and I made sure that we were all cleaned out for later and then we headed for the shower, one of those multi-headed ones with an Amazon-rain head as the principal one; really great for a nice soak and mutual wash of each other. Giggles galore and then a dry down together in their vast white Egyptian towels, a mass make up, well at least for Louise and me. Louise commented on my ankle and waist chain. I added that maybe she should be put in one too so that Jo could keep us both in chastity. 

Jo smiled and said, "That's perhaps a good idea as I can't have you two climaxing all the time when I am not there. You wouldn't have any cum left for me."

Back to the bedroom and Jo chose her usual black male-like underwear, black pants, a Ralph Lauren blue shirt, socks and black low heels. I selected a cream, Barbara bikini panties and bra, along with a simple cream pleated skirt and a red scoop-neck top. I put on the A cup bra as Jo had agreed at dinner that it was the right time to move over to being me, now that my new 'female' boobs were showing. Just as I was about to put on the panties, Louise intervened, 

"Mattie, Why don't you wear my used yellow panties; it would be rather exciting to know that your are up against my intimate juices."

Jo chipped in, "Yes, do wear them, Mattie. It will build our excitement for later."

Louise added, "And perhaps you ought to wear my used ones as standard wear, if you are not being colour or style coordinated."

"Yes, you could do Louise's smalls laundry from now on, Mattie. I know that you will enjoy that in more ways than one," said Jo with a chuckle.

Louise went and found the panties and handed them to me. I slipped them over my legs and into position, my 'clit' hardening at the prospect of being up against her pussy juices. Here I was in the cream soft A cup bra and a pair of a nice colour of yellow bikini panties impregnated by Louise, all I thought rather nice.

To this lingerie I added tan hold-up stockings along with beige ballet shoes. I put on a pair of Jo's gold earrings, a gold chain necklace and two bangles. Louise chose cream lingerie too, tan hold ups, a cream and green floral skirt and a matching green top. Her shoes were green casual low heels. A spray of Chanel on Louise and me, our clutch bags, and we were off for a late breakfast of Eggs Benedict and the desperately needed coffee.

Breakfast was long and leisurely and we had another coffee while we read the newspapers and then went for a walk around the magnificent gardens. We had a chat about the day ahead and it was also an opportunity for Jo and Louise to get to know each other better. Louise gave us an insight into the past and previous girlfriends and what she enjoyed sexually. Obviously, from last night's activities, she was more than well-tuned to what we were about. Her one 'thing' that Joanna and I had not explored at all was latex play, as I knew from my previous chats with Louise. 

Joanna smiled and suggested, "This is perhaps our day out then?" 

I asked, "But it is Sunday, are such shops open on a Sunday?" 

Louise replied,

"Well, the best place within striking distance of here is in Bristol. I was at Bath University, as you know Mattie, and I have visited the shop there a few times; it is in North Bristol and reputedly has one of the biggest stocks in the UK."

"Will it be open today?"

"I don't know but I guess we can find out from a Google."

"Do you remember the name of the shop?"

So, back into the hotel and we fired up Joanna's computer and, yes, "My Only Vice" was open. It was only half an hour away by the M4 but we decided to go across country and via Chipping Sodbury.

We tidied up the room and disassembled the equipment and put it back in its boxes. It would, no doubt, be reassembled later. Final preparations and we went out to the car and meandered through the country lanes and keeping off the motorway.

"My Only Vice" was a lot of fun and the staff there were super with us. They were used to handling all sorts of clients so two women and a transvestite all together as a partnership didn't exactly faze them. We spent over an hour in the store and came out with Louise nicely equipped for later, and Jo and I had also profited from the spree.

On the way back to the hotel, we found a small pub near Badminton and sat outside enjoying a glass of wine and the early afternoon sunshine. It was a nice, relaxing way to spend the Sunday afternoon and to get to know Louise even better than we already did. She had very rapidly endeared herself to Joanna.

We got back to the hotel and went up to the suite. Room service had been through and cleaned up and finished turn-down. The fire was alight so we decided to have a rest for the evening ahead. 

However, Jo wasn't letting us off that quick and asked Louise and I to pull out the Stool. Louise was first to be placed in the Stool and Jo took her pants and briefs off to sit down and present her pussy to be pleasured; this was the first time that Louise had been subjugated to orally pleasing Jo like this. Once Jo had cum over Louise, I had to take over in the Stool so as to please Louise and once again taking her considerable cum into me. 

She removed her dress and cream panties and, as the room was bathed in natural light, duly exposing her beautiful cunt to me as she manoeuvred herself into position for my servitude to her. Her recent French waxed pubic strip looked really pretty and inviting, highlighting her already excited love bud and the thick labial lips that I had seen the night before when I had attached the weights to them and when I had been under her. 

I allowed my tongue to gently linger over her clitoris and then ran it slowly down to her pussy entrance. And then back up gently taking in the inside of her lips. She was already pretty sticky and her excited aroma cascaded down onto my nose. Here I was enjoying Louise knowing that her past cunt juices were also up against my crotch. Louise pressed herself downwards onto me seeking the hardness of my tongue to enter her cunt as a mini-dildo to bring her off. 

Meanwhile, I sensed Joanna moving in close to the front of the stool. Her hand came forward with her new birthday present, the clit vibrator. Jo played this right onto Louise's clit and let its buzzing play away, with the immediate effect of releasing more of Louise's cum onto my tongue and into my mouth. Jo persisted with her new friend, upping the buzz. I felt Louise starting to quiver with her approaching orgasm and she pressed down even further seeking satisfaction and, ultimately, her sexual release through her orgasm.

She came and she came hard, her cum streaming out all over my nose and mouth. I was almost drowning in her emission but I too was ecstatic with the moment and that Louise was rapidly become a lover, a part of our triangle. Louise relaxed, her bottom lifting off me and this allowed me to soak up her spend, revelling in its taste and significance.

We put on the hotel's thick bathrobes and spent the remaining of the afternoon reading, drinking tea, and napping. Louise and I were on the bed, Joanna reading in a comfortable armchair in front of the fire.

We hadn't really eaten since breakfast so we decided to eat in the Michelin-starred main dining room and Louise had been unable to try their exquisite food the night before. So that also meant dressing up, a little at least.

We had a quick shower together and towelled ourselves down. Louise and I made up, again in a similar style, putting on darkish eye shadow and rich foundation and blush, as well as a dark red hued Chanel lipstick. We decided on the Coco perfume that I so love. 

Joanna went for her usual clothing in black and her masculine style. She asked me to put back on my new charcoal coloured corset and Louise helped me lace myself in before I rolled on my off-black stockings and hooked them up. Over the corset, I decided to wear an olive green blouse and a two-thirds length sand-coloured skirt, along with dark olive heels. I put on my diamonds.

Louise went for the first of the purchases in Bristol as the start to her latex evening. We had bought her a grey semi-transparent two-thirds bra that had black piping and under-wiring and with a similar piped seam that went from her armpit over her nipple area and then curved into the underwire. Her 34 D cup breasts nicely filled the bra cups and showed her dark aureoles with their perky nipples to very good effect.

Louise then slid into matching bikini panties, her pussy lips and her pubic strip showing provocatively through the thin grey rubber. I then helped her roll on and smooth out a pair of latex hold-up stockings that were black on the hold-up part and gave the effect of grey on her legs. 

She commented on how good it all felt and I suspected Jo would have liked to masturbate her then and there. Over this rubber ensemble, she decided to wear a three quarter length black, grey and cream patterned skirt and an off-black scoop top with a matching piping around the neck-line. Her shoes were black strappy heels giving us a glimpse of her shiny stockings beneath. She put on her jewellery.




Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 08



We all gave each other a kiss and headed downstairs and ordered glasses of a good Tattinger as an aperitif. We were given the menus and spent time choosing our food. With what we had eaten the night before, we knew we would eat well again.

Jo and Louise chose scallops in a black bean puree, fennel pollen and veal jus scented with truffle whereas I went for langoustine tails with hake and anise cannelloni, a salsify glazed in cream and a cappuccino of shellfish. 

For the main course, Jo went for a fillet of sea-reared trout, served with almond puree, white balsamic pickled clams and caramelised bacon. Louise and I settled on the wild roast duck with roasted foie gras, baby turnips and Medjool dates. This was washed down with a Cloudy Bay chardonnay and a nice Chateau St Pierre, a St Julien 2000.

We mopped up the red wine with some cheese and then all three of us could not resist a dessert of a prune and chocolate liquid centre soufflé served with Armagnac ice cream. Like the previous evening, we moved through to the lounge and sat in front of the lovely fire there for coffee; even though it was summer it was a little chilly outside. To keep the continuity of the desert going, we enjoyed lovely balloon glasses of an Armagnac XO. This was all fun and our conversation was nice and light, focusing on family life and more on our backgrounds.

Louise and I decided to head up stairs to prepare her for Jo, who we left with a refill of the Armagnac. We left the lounge hand in hand and strolled off through the lobby. Upstairs, down the corridor and I unlocked the door to the suite. 

Once inside, Louise and I turned to each other and kissed. 

I said, "Come on; let's get you ready otherwise you will be exhausted before Jo gets back."

"Mmmm, I guess so."

Louise pulled off her top, unzipped her skirt, and dropped it. I must admit that the sight of her through her grey transparent bra, panties and stockings was pretty intoxicating.

She slowly removed her latex lingerie and asked me for a ziplock bag for her panties. I could see that she was, indeed, wet already. I helped her wipe her down to remove any moisture from under the rubber and was seriously tempted to take her orally then and there. We then took a bottle of talc powder and rubbed that onto her skin to assist with the dressing. 

Louise opened the box that we had bought and pulled out a full black latex cat suit. She stepped into the open suit and I helped her smooth out the rubber over her feet and legs and then to get her neck through the collar and again with the smoothing. I then zipped her into the suit and pulled the clip on the collar together at her back. 

"Do you want your boobs showing or covered Louise?"

"Open please and if you would suction them, that would be wonderful."

The cat suit had openings for breasts and a plate with popper studs to cover them when required. Her feet were enveloped and the collar went high up her neck. The popper system and plate was also replicated around her crotch and that meant we could either have her wearing latex or ordinary panties, or latex ones with toys, or leave her open for our play. We also had a plate that had a rear dildo but left her pussy open and that is what I chose, lubricating up the dildo before pushing it home into her anal love channel.

Before leading her over to the Tower to get Louise ready for her bondage, we still had one more piece of clothing to put on. This was a matching black hood that would cling to the head and had nasal holes eye and mouth shields, working on the similar popper system to the cat suit. I helped her into this, pulled the zipper down at the back, and secured it to the zip lock of the cat suit using a small padlock. 

I led Louise across to the Tower and secured her into the now familiar position so that she could contemplate Joanna. I attached the suction bottles onto her nipples and brought out her pert brown nipples and then added the labial weights taking time to gently finger her and enter her pussy to feel her wetness. I sucked my fingers tasting her lovely cum.

I got up and went and fetched Jo's panties from earlier in the day. I came back and placed them over Louise's nose and over the panties, I put into position a pair of tinted goggles that we had got her as an accessory. She was now completely encased except for her breasts and crotch. I still had two small things to add.

The first one was to attach an open head bridle in latex that had a pretty substantial latex cock coming off the chin and which I knew Louise would enjoy riding. The final task was to take a vibrator and put it on the arm of the Tower which I then angled and inserted into Louise's sopping pussy. It was anchored there by the arm and by the near immobilisation of Louise. I was done.

"Ok, Louise?"

She sort of mumbled an affirmation.

"We will not be as long as last night, but I want you to think about how Jo will shortly be making love to you in her style."

I grabbed a few items and went out of the suite through the second bedroom door.



Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 09



I went back downstairs. Louise was enjoying her Armagnac. She looked up at me and asked,

"How is she?"

"Oh, very nice and ready for you."

"So come and tell me what you have done to her."

I took my balloon glass and sipped.

"Oh nothing untoward other than a finger and maybe a kiss."

"That's ok; what does she look like?"

So, sotto voce, I gave a long descriptor of Louise, how she was dressed, the feel on my fingers, her bondage and what I had set her up with. This would allow Louise to reflect on our imminent arrival.

We finished our Armagnac, lent over towards each other and kissed lip to lip. "Upstairs now?"

We got up from the sofa. Jo said,

"I should really go to the bathroom first, but then I could save it for one of you two later."

"Mmmm. Perhaps."

We walked upstairs and down our corridor. Nearing the suite, I suggested that we should go in via the second bedroom. I opened the door and Jo went in. the door to the main room was closed.

"Clever you." 

Jo had seen what I had laid out for us. On the bed were two latex hi-side briefs that were a full cut and then off the front of each was a hard latex cock 7 inches long and of a good girth. Jo's pair had an internal pussy dildo too, mine had a socket to take my clit and the penis that I was offer was far larger than I could achieve with my gurl-clit. Jo's panties were a solid red colour and mine were in a flesh.

Alongside were two matching pairs of latex gloves as we had decided that only latex should essentially touch Louise tonight and two hoods, similar to Louise's.

There was also a small remote control for the vibrator lodged in Louise's cunt and I switched that on, knowing that Louise will have an idea that we are nearby.

Jo moved close into me, took my head, and kissed me.

"Clothes off and let me have your tongue, please, Mattie."

I obeyed and stripped down to my corset and lay down on the bed. Jo undressed except for her bra and climbed onto the bed, teasing me with her black jockey briefs. She straddled me, over my corseted body, and backed onto my mouth and nose presenting her damp, musky pussy to my mouth for my worship of her. Her hand darted to my clit and she rubbed me through my panties with her jockeys. Her mix of precum and anal scent descended down to my nose and I lovingly pleased her cunt, letting my tongue do its roaming work, teasing her into a state of increased excitement and as a precursor of what was to come. Jo started to quiver on top of me and I knew that she was on her way to a strong orgasmic evening.

She climbed off me, leaving me enjoying her nectar across my face. I got off the bed too and we wiped each other down. I suggested dusting her with a little talc and we helped each other before sliding on our new latex panties. We then put on the gloves and commented on the feeling of the latex against us. Finally, we put on our hoods. If anyone walked in to the bedroom or the alarms had gone off, they would have been amazed at the sight of us all in this wear.

We opened the door into the suite and, for the second night in a row, Jo gasped at the sight of the latex android which was Louise, encased and restrained on the Tower, duly goggled and with the large penis standing erect off her chin. Then her breasts with the nipple pumps on and the labial weights to add to the overall discomfiture and feeling of use. This was certainly in the realm of kink for us, not that we minded.

Jo walked over to Louise and immediately upped the pressure on her nipples. Her latexed index finger went into test how wet she was; she pulled it out and tasted her. Her gloved hands started to stroke Louise and Jo indicated to me to get on my knees and please her clit.

I got down on the base of the Tower next to the arm with the vibrator that was doing its naughty work. My tongue darted between the labial weights to find Louise's love bud. This was not hard to find as Louise was, evidently, very turned on and wet. Jo stood behind her, her hands caressing Louise's breasts and her hard cock pressing between Louise's rear globes towards the dildo that I had implanted in her anus. Moreover, as Louise was getting more and more excited, she was forced to inhale Jo's pussy scent from the briefs through her hood nasal holes, the only route to her getting air.

Jo started to release Louise from the Tower but she kept the goggles and chin dildo on as well as the suction bottles on her nipples. I worked on undoing the labial weight clamps, unshackling her from the spreader and, finally, I pulled out her vibrator out. This was smeared in very heavy cream that I could not resist and just had to take in to my mouth. 

Jo helped Louise over to the bed and put her on her back with her clamped nipples standing erect in their tubes and her pussy area exposed upwards on the edge of the bed. Jo removed her own latex panties and climbed onto the bed and stood, legs splayed, above Louise so that Louise could get a clear vision of Jo's intimate area. Slowly she lowered herself down onto Louise's head and onto the large chin cock that was now standing upright. Louise had a clear view of this fucking of her chin that was about to happen. 

Jo indicated that I should move into Louise's pussy area and take her with my latex dildo. I slowly entered her, holding back the effect of the cock and its ribbing, as Louise probably would easily swallow the cock completely as she was that wet. I could feel the hard rubber dildo lodged in her back passage as I entered; she was going to feel the friction of both playing on the thin area between her love channels.

We started to fuck her in synchronisation. Jo and I would bob towards each other to be able to kiss. Jo's hands were positioned feeling Louise's breasts, kneading them in a hard manner; mine were on Louise's tummy or moving up to feel Jo's breasts and hard nipples through their bra strapping.

Louise came very quickly; her body went into the intense shakes of the previous evening as her intense orgasm washed over her. Her cum shot out of her pussy onto the bed and over me. Jo kept up the pressure on her chin cock and, in cumming, was not too far behind Louise. I went down to soak myself in Louise's cum and enjoy her fresh scent and I could feel myself coming in my brain.

We wound down bathing in our climaxes. Jo then removed the dildo harness from Louise's chin and pulled her briefs off before removing the mouth plate from the hood. She also took the first latex panties that Louise had been wearing for dinner and put them over me so I would take in the aroma and taste of Louise's emissions impregnated by the latex. Jo put her own red latex panties back on, inserting the dildo into herself, and swapped positions with me. She entered Louise with her hard red cock, Louise gasping as she penetrated hard into her; Jo was also picking up the feeling of the lodged dildo. Meanwhile, I presented my still wet dildo cock to Louise for her orally to take in her own cum. She took it avidly. 

Jo was being very physical in her fucking of Louise as she moved aggressively in and out of her love channel. The fucking movement into Louise was also being transmitted back to the latex panties into the dildo embedded in Jo's cunt. I could sense Louise's pleasure in this hard fuck as she sucked on my dildo. Jo came really intensely this time, flooding her panties and Louise shook with a good body tremor fifteen seconds later.

We wound down for some twenty minutes and Louise was partly released as we took off her goggles and rear dildo plate. Louise said that the session was some of the best sex that she had ever been involved with. Jo was pretty shattered. It was getting on and she proposed that we cleaned up with a pee and servitude session in the bathroom, a quick shower and into bed. 

Louise and I had pre-arranged to wear white nighties and panties, knowing that Jo would be in her male pyjamas. As we all got into bed, Louise and I pulled our panties off and suggested that Jo removed her pyjama bottoms for a little while. We shaped ourselves into a triangle with Jo giving pleasure to Louise, Louise to me and then me onto Jo. This was one of those slow relaxing sessions, enjoying each other's sexes and winding ourselves down bathing in the love the other was offering.

Back with our panties on, we quickly fell asleep all cuddled up together.

The following morning saw us having to leave to go home. Jo was heading for London for meetings and then onto a trip to Paris. Before we rose, it was my turn to bring Jo to her morning climax and Louise did her toiletry details for us before we showered together. I noted the massive showerhead, as we ought to get one for our new bathroom. The shower was probably big enough to get us in to it. 

We packed up our play things into their boxes and dressed. Jo wore one of her work suits and blouses. Louise put on a white bra and bikini panties and then a pair of nice jeans and a roll-neck top. I went for a black soft bra, a pair of favourite hi-sides, black jeans and a royal blue top with lightly ruffed sleeves. I wore pearl earrings, a long strand of pearls over my top and which I shaped into a triple loop. With this outfit, I wore a long, white, lightweight silk scarf knotted loosely at the neck.

We breakfasted, packed the cars, and settled the account. Before leaving, we all hugged and kissed. Jo stood back and said,

"Look you two, I thought that I should have put Mattie into her chastity chain for while I was a way but that would be unfair as you would also need one, Louise. I shall have to get you a matching waist chain, the ankle bracelets and the protection chain."

She smiled,

"Seriously, the kids are still away tonight and I don't have any objection if you want to sleep with each other tonight. In fact, it would be rather nice if you did. Your penalty, though, is to each send me an e-mail with an essay on what happens."

We all laughed, kissed and hugged. Then we got in our cars to leave. Jo was heading straight back to her place and I drove to Swindon to get Jo on the train into Paddington. At the station, she gave me a long kiss and thanked me for her birthday presents and how special the weekend had been. Of course, on the way over to Swindon we had chatted about Louise and how fantastic she was, not only in bed but, more importantly, as a person. Should we become a full-time threesome if things developed between us?

I drove back to the cottage and unpacked and did our laundry. I hand-washed our lingerie and Jo's briefs and also Louise had given me hers on Jo's suggestion. I enjoyed a little sniff and her heavily stained white panties were still nice to inhale. My mind wandered. Plenty to do though.

There were a number of e-mails to handle as well as builder's requirements top finish the extension. The bathroom was nearly ready and the playroom cum bedroom sitting room was coming close to final decoration. It made a significant extension to our room and gave us an American style suite. At the back of the room, we had another door built to provide future access to the last outbuilding attached to the cottage. This was going to allow for office space and other room if we wished. The downstairs of both outbuildings we were using as storage space.

As school finished, I went around to pick the children up and we went off and has some tea. We checked on homework before driving over their grandparents. They were spending a night as Jo's parents had bought tickets to a play at the Oxford Theatre for them all. They really enjoyed staying with them especially given that they could run riot in the large garden and they had horses and various animals to play with. I dropped them off, grabbed their used clothes and swapped them over for some fresh ones for the evening and school. It was then to the supermarket and, finally, home with more household chores to do in tackling the kids clothing.

Eventually, I got to shower and changed out of my jeans and top. I put a pink suspender belt on with tan stockings and then a light pink cami on with cream lace trimming; it had a velvet button-like trim down one side. This was followed by matching bikini panties, with a similar button pattern and a nice cream ribbon. Over the top of my lingerie, I donned a pink silk t-shirt and a pink, cream and green floral skirt and I slipped on green pumps. Jewellery was just my gold chains, Jo's necklace, bangles and gold studs along with my engagement and wedding rings.

At 7.30, Louise came over; she was wearing a deep blue top, pearls, a knee-length white skirt and white pumps. On greeting, we kissed each other and then I opened a bottle of cold Sauvignon Blanc and poured two glasses. We chatted about our respective day since leaving each other this morning. As we talked, I fixed some simple supper; a tagliatelle carbonara and a green salad, along with some cheese and fresh raspberries. Inevitably, conversation turned to the events of the weekend.

Louise kept stressing how generous we had been and what an incredible hotel it was. 

"And, wow, I just can't believe how accepting you two have been of me."

"It's not all folk we would do that for Louise, and both of us really adore you, and I would say love you."

"And I love you two."

"No, seriously, I can't believe that you are so accepting of me, not only as a person but sexually. It is not everyone that can enjoy what I am into."

"Well, we aren't exactly sexual saints as you know and we have our own kinks; even though we have only been totally open with each other for a short while, I think we have learnt to be experimental and never say no until you have tried it. One of the best things about the past few months is that Jo really likes to do her research and has got into pornography."

I smiled, "And we quite enjoyed wearing those latex cock panties, gloves and hoods. You may get us into more in the future."

We talked about this and how far Louise would like to go in this scene; she wasn't into leather or other out-of-the ordinary materials but loved all aspects of lingerie, restraint and latex. It was very much the feeling of being constrained that turned her on and in being heavily played with. We covered aspects like breathing control, gas masks and inflatable breasts, all of which she would like to develop and try in time. The other thing that came out was some of the pain play that she liked and we covered potential piercings her nipples, labia and clit. This was something I suspected Jo would like to develop with her so that it could be incorporated into her bondage play.

We ate dessert, the raspberries and I prepared some coffee. I talked about my transformation in depth and how far I would go with it and that it was very much a joint decision. If it were just me at this point, I would probably go for full sexual reassignment not only for the sexual side; however I would love to be able to take a cock in me but also Jo and Louise's dildos and straps. More importantly though, it would be for mental reasons as I felt I was becoming increasingly female in my thought processes. The limitation was, perhaps, family and, Jo's views were of paramount importance and perhaps Louise herself as she was becoming increasingly close to us. That led us naturally on to Jo's perspectives and needs.

"Well Jo," I said, "To me, it's how she wants to take it in terms of direction, Louise. We are now so, so much closer and open with each other and I wouldn't want to lose her in all of this and I think she wants and deeply loves me."

"That is very evident."

"I know that she doesn't want to transform, she is very happy in her new found 'male female' role and wants to push her boundaries on that score. That is why you are so special to us as you provide her with lesbian love that I cannot, even though I can give you both my own type of love both mentally and physically. And I may become increasingly closer to you as a sister or a harem partner in this."

Louise laughed and I continued,

"Her interest in dominance and bondage, restraint and pain, well I think you can separate that away from all of this. This is just a fetish or interest any of us could have. My overall concern is that she is bi and will need a real cock at some point in the future. However, I may not be able to help her out, just because I am so female with all the hormones swimming around in me. When we started out on this, she did express a wish to try out a real cock as even though I have reasonable girth I am not that big and she has had relatively few in her time."

"I quite like yours as you aren't too big and you combine it with being girly. I know what you mean though."

"Oh, you are a sweetie, but I wouldn't want her to fall for another man who is all man at our expense."

"So what you need is a stud for her, or a bull. Someone who will literally fuck the brains out of her but does not want the emotional involvement."

"I guess so."

"Do you think she would want to dominate him or the other way around?"

"Mmmm, from what she has indicated it would be with a strong man; I don't mean physically."

"Would you be there and also take him?"

"Like a type of cuckold, perhaps, I guess. I don't know, Louise. I have had men in the past and enjoy being made love by them, so in principle, if the situation was right and Jo was ok with it, then yes. It's very different to being woman to woman though." 

I related a story with my university girlfriend and one of her ex beaus which had resulted in a three-way between us all and that my girlfriend had wanted to see two men together as well as enjoying cock at both ends.

Louise added, "Don't I know about woman to woman though, I much prefer it! But let me think about this with Jo, I may be able to formulate something."

We cleaned supper up and conversation was about something trivial. As we finished I opened another bottle of wine, a nice QmP German wine for a sweeter note and grabbed two fresh glasses.

"Let's go through and put a film on – something soft lesbian perhaps?"

"What do you suggest?"

"Well something like 'Bound,' the mob thriller where Jennifer Tilly seduces butch ex-con Gina Gershon?"

"Good movie but the best sex scenes are so early on. It's good though."

"How about 'Better than Chocolate'; that's the one with the painting sex scene and the lovely Jo look alike and a smaller redhead, a bit redder than me though."

"Maybe, anything else?"

"How about 'Lost and Delirious' then? The one with the schoolgirls; a new girl effectively becomes a voyeur to her two lesbian roommates. It's a little eerie and tragic though but some good kissing scenes."

Louise laughed, "Yes, that's it. It could give us some ideas for a schoolgirl scene with Joanna."

We went through to the living room, loaded the DVD and nestled back into the sofa together, with our coffee and wine. Louise lent over and gave me a quick kiss. 

"Ok, comfy?" 

"Yes." 

We watched the movie. As the first kissing scene took place, Louise and I kissed again. As we got to the scene where the two friends are in bed together, Louise commented that she was the bigger breasted girl Pauli and the one with the small ones me as Tori, "And I as Pauli would love to be in bed leading you in love."

As the film progressed, we cuddled up closer together and took many an opportunity to pass little kisses and teasingly stroke each other.

As the film finished, we kissed long and hard. In between I asked, 

"Do you want to stay the night as I would love you to?"

"Mmmm, thought you would never ask."

"You don't have to ask."

"I've got a small bag packed in the car."

I cleaned up and Louise went and got her bag. As she came back in, I locked up and mentioned that I had her clean lingerie. She put it in her bag side pocket and we went to the bedroom hand in hand.




Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 09



"I just want you relatively conventionally tonight Mattie."

"Me too. I want to make slow love to you and explore all of you."

We turned and kissed passionately, Louise's tongue probing deep into my mouth, exploring my teeth and lips. Our hands wrapped around each other pulling us closer together. Her hands meandered over my bottom, inquisitively exploring me, feeling that I had stockings on. Her fingers ran up and down the straps, gently pulling at them and tightening the hose on me. She tugged on my panties pulling them tight on to my clit.

We moved to take off our clothing. I helped Louise out of her jewellery and top. She stepped out of her skirt and there she was dressed in a nice cream bra and French cut panties. She helped me and soon I was down to my pink cami, panties, garter belt and stockings. Louise commented on how nice and feminine they looked.

We climbed onto the bed and Louise removed my cami to focus on my little buds; I removed her bra. Her tongue felt good, swirling over my nipples and bringing them out of their shell, and then gently nipping them. Again she kissed me long and hard, her tongue going deep into my mouth, asserting her control over me. She then moved to my neck and ear lobes, an area I was finding was becoming increasingly sensitive.

Between us, I managed to get her on her back and returned the compliments and her wonderful, pert, brown nipples firmed up with my oral play. I went to move down her tummy to gently play with her mons through her panties. I took both sides of her mons in the soft panties material between my fingers and pulled outwards. I moved my fingers downwards gently onto both of her labial lips and did the same action, teasing out her clit from its home and getting her vulva to pulse with anticipation. Louise started to gently moan with this gentle but firm frotting. I could feel her getting wetter in her panties, something that I could enjoy later.

My fingers continued to do their work through the material using this pinching technique and running my fingers tantalisingly over her pussy entrance and down to her anus. My mouth darted back up to her nipples pushing off Louise's hands as she tried to play with her breasts. I gave her a commentary of what I was feeling, how she was responding and how wonderfully intoxicating she was.

Louise motioned me to use my nose and tongue on her and I slipped into position between her legs to tease her through her panties, one of my favourite things in foreplay. I took in her now familiar essence and enjoyed the increasing dampness and mustiness as she scaled her own mountain. I pressed in with my nose and my movement also served to gently masturbate her clit and lips, as well as that sensitive area in the vulva just under her clit.

She moved her hips up and tried to get her panties off. So I went to release her from her fabric haven and, at the same time, removed mine, leaving me in my stockings and belt, as well as my chains. She rolled over and suggested I got on my back. I complied and the next thing I felt was her turning herself and then her gorgeous bottom approaching my nose and tongue for me to pleasure her orally. I felt her mouth descend onto my now hardening gurl-clit, teasing its head and shaft.

Louise was now very damp and I could feel her responding to mouth. I gently suctioned my mouth onto her letting her respond to the play and the vacuum and then let my tongue dart forward to capture her essence. Gradually I moved down her love area to play on her anus, it tight puckered entrance opening up slightly to my response. And then back up to her pussy entrance so as to enjoy that in the same manner, my mouth soft and open to provide her the stimulus to masturbate and prepare herself to be fucked by me.

Meanwhile Louise continued to work me over and I was pretty hard in her mouth; her teasing of my clit head and just under was remorseless, moving up and down to the base of it. I could feel her excitement boiling up and suddenly she lent back onto me, pressing her bottom hard into my face, and I felt her electricity as her orgasm hit her, washing over her and, in doing so, flooding my mouth. I took her in, savouring her pleasure, becoming hers.

"Fuck me, Mattie, Fuck me"

"Me or a harness," I grunted.

"You."

Louise moved around on me, her head and breasts towards me, and lowered herself onto my gurl-clit. I saw and felt her wet pussy grip on to me and take me in and she started to fuck herself against my hard clit. I took her breasts into my hand and massaged them, feeling her hard nipples in my hand. I could see that her chest was already reddening up. She frigged herself hard on me and I could clearly see her excitement on her withdrawal stroke; I was using my hips to help penetrate as far as I could into her and I could sense her cum on my thighs. She rocked on me so as to frot her g-spot. 

As she started to cum, I moved my hands onto her shoulders and pulled her forwards towards me, allowing her gorgeous breasts to hang down. I lifted myself up to Louise and our mouths met, our tongues probing each other with lust and passion. She exploded on me and around me with her climax and I came just behind her, my cream washing into her.

She collapsed on to me and we lay there relaxing, revelling in each other's love, enjoying that wonderful sensation of just having cum. I remained semi-hard in her, surprising myself but my lust to please Louise was that strong. We swapped sweet nothings and fantasies for some twenty minutes, enjoying each other. Slowly, she built her want to be taken again and then motioned me to remain on my back. She stood above me and opened her still swollen and wet pussy, and exposing her anus to me. What a sight it was.

She lowered herself down once more, facing down the bed, this time into a full queening position, a position that Joanna would use on me and let me clean her up and inhale her scent. My tongue went to work probing and exploring her love recesses and orifices, gently building her up again. She regulated my breathing with her bottom pressure, giving me time to take in air, before making me serve her again. I continued on and on and I could feel her little climax moments as she built towards another big one. As she approached climax, she moved forward and quickly brought herself off on my clit. 

She wasn't finished and she rolled over onto her tummy and asked me to harness and strap her with one of our larger cocks. I put on the artificial cock, a little lub on it and onto her and pushed into her. I moved in and out of her exploring her orifice and my hand darting to massage her clit. She indicated me to move northwards and so I did; there was enough cream streaming out of her to naturally assist her with my fingers. 

I gently pushed in, allowing her muscles to relax and I was soon buried deep into her rear. I leant over and took one of our vibrators and slid it into its natural home. Louise responded positively to this double invasion of her, squirming with pleasure as I continued to fuck her rear. Her orgasm again came quickly and powerfully and I let her down slowly, staying in her rear quietly and letting the vibrator softly do its work. She came off her peak with a number of tremors, slowly abating. 

Eventually, I withdrew and removed the slimy vibrator. She took it off me and presented it to my mouth for me to enjoy her stickiness. As I cleaned it up for her, she inserted Jo's feeldoe into her. She motioned to me to turn over and was quickly into me returning the action in my rear against my gurl-g spot. And, rarely now, I came a second time on her taking of me.

We finished up with a cuddle and then headed to the bathroom for a quick shower together and then into nighties and fresh panties. Back into bed and a cuddle before going to sleep. But not before Louise took her panties that she had been wearing out of her during the day to make me scent her through the night.



Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 11



Many thanks for all your contributions both in Literotica and privately. I write for my pleasure primarily and, of course, from my experiences. To the anti-cuckold folk, I have two points to make; firstly, that many of us in such domme-transvestite marriages do experience this and, secondly, as our sexual libido drops back because of the hormones, the female needs to feel a hard cock in her. This does not mean, in most cases, a devaluation of the relationship, accepting that there is some risk that things may come off the rails. I would be the first to agree not to enter a cuckold play if the marriage is fragile. In the context of this story which borrows off truth and embellishment, I felt it was important that Joanna experienced the other side from her domme play with Mattie and Louise so that she could add new angles to their play and relationship. A number of you have pointed out that it is obvious that Mattie is besotted with both Jo and Louise as the other two are with her. In addition, that there is no reason to be suspicious or fear the role of Duncan with Jo. Duncan is but a minor character in the overall thrust of the story. However, I will shortly write a side Chapter or two to describe in depth Joanna's experiences and feelings of what went on with Duncan

I am back in writing mood. I am sitting here in my nightie, a black bra and a pair of my favourite 'writing panties' on, a black pair of Wacoal's hi-cut lace trim briefs, similar to their Allure ones. They are so soft and comfortable to wear and I have them in black, pink and nude. Therefore, I will make a start on Chapter 11.

Part 11.

It is now seven months on from the opening evening with Duncan. Although I could say that not much has happened, life goes on and it slowly evolves, as we all know. Unless there is a major disruption caused by family, health or financial incidents that instigate rapid and often emotional change. Fortunately, that has not been the case with Joanna, Louise and I. However, things have changed of course.

The house is all finished and settled in to full use; the fact that we now have a wonderful bathroom, dressing area, a private lounge cum adult playroom and that we have our own connection through to Louise's cottage is brilliant as it allows us to mix and match our sleeping arrangements.

The kids are fine with the situation and especially with my changes; the last seven months have been more subtle but their old Dad now has some pretty impressive boobs. I will go into some more detail on that in a minute. One of the key things in all of this with the children is for Jo and me to talk to the kids so that they are fully aware of my transformation and issues. We do this regularly and are always open to their questions; they have had concerns that my health may be impacted and we have, hopefully, reassured them that I am fine. 

As to Louise, they really love having her around the place and, from my angle, it is wonderful to spread their care and never-ending taxi service with her. Louise also has a horse in our field now and they enjoy helping her with the filly and riding when they can. She enjoys being with them and they are as much her children as ours; she is a much loved Auntie Louise to them and that is fantastic to see and a big strength in the relationship that she enjoys with Jo and me. The family have been wonderful in their support of us too and I have been accepted as a woman by both Jo's and by my own family. Louise's family do not even know that I am still technically a male.

As to the three of us, well I think that our love has grown even more. It may sound a daft thing to say but one can love two others in your life romantically, sexually and in life at large, just as one loves your family. Louise and I are very much on a par and Joanna we both see as the head of the family, our alpha, our mistress. As to an update, I will start with Louise, then myself and finally Jo. From that, I will give some insights to our fun and experiences.

Louise has gone from strength to strength. Her business has been growing and she has taken on a young assistant to help her with the heavy work. To give her more time with customers though I would prefer her to be making love with me, I do her books and marketing for her. We have finished the 'construction' work on the outhouses so she has some super premises to work from and, for Jo and I it made sense as it helped bring our property right up to scratch.

Nothing much has changed with Louise; she has kept her hair the same, she is still the same Louise in her work clothes. Underneath though, she has taken to a lot more skin care and beauty sessions as we generally went to the salons together. All three of us have kept our mons naked of any pubes though Jo has been thinking of moving to a French landing strip style. Louise also has a lot more nice lingerie, as with her business succeeding in terms of substantially increased profit and between Jo and I, she has accumulated a massive drawer full. It is really both of ours as, on a daily basis, I usually wear her used panties to remind me I am also hers. We will buy two bras of matching styles being of different sizes and then size 10 to 12 (M to L) panties. Jo loves this concept of us being in identical lingerie for her and she calls us her harem. 

Louise has also increased her latex wardrobe in terms of clothing, lingerie and accessories; this has been something she has engaged in more with Jo who also enjoys the scene. Jo keeps her clothing for this over in Louise's cottage. They take the occasional weekend away together often to attend events and for their heavier play sessions; these often involved breath control and Jo using Louise for all her toilet functions.

I do not mind this at all and indeed I have encouraged them to play so; I have the children to look after and also plenty of other time to enjoy both of my lovers. From time to time, I have joined them in wearing latex and have been involved with some of their plays but, to me, it is fun and not a fetish. I quite enjoy making their bed up with the latex sheets we have, and I love being played with when they were wearing their gloves.

As to me, I am very happy. My transformation is now well advanced. The only cost was like a few months ago in Chapter 10 with some loss of libido but I can have my moments. My breasts have grown further and I am now a very full B cup, pushing into a C cup. Both Jo and Louise love how my breasts and nipples have developed. I now have nice aureoles with pert brownish nipples. I rarely get any growth pain or itch in my breast and the girls have regularly taken to subjecting my nipples to the female pleasures they think that I am due. The tightening of my testicles has ceased but it must be said there has been a fair amount of shrinkage and my clit now can not muster much more than just under five inches. 

The big change has been the redistribution of my body. My shoulders and chest have shrunk back to a 36; I am a little wider than Louise but the same size as Jo. However, we are different on the cup sizes as she has lost size with her dieting and wants to be flatter; indeed, I now have many of Jo's old bras and panties, pre the start of my transformation. My waist has really lost of its former squareness and I have picked up a lot more curve, meaning a bigger, but more female bottom in my 'globes' being fuller and lower. This also means that my waist chain now sits firmly in position. Talking about clothing, I have no male clothing left at all. All of this we have dispatched to a homeless charity to make space for Jo's clothing while I have taken her larger dressing room closet over, not that we are short of space in there.

I have been back to the clinic in London. I am generally in good health though they are watching for any osteoporosis effects. Indeed, they have cut back a little on my hormone intake. Apart from my chest and shoulder loss onto my bottom, the other major sensation of the transformation has been the psychological one and I truly feel a lot more feminine in my thought process. Jo is very much our hardheaded thinker and decision maker, something she had always been through our marriage.

The other thing that the clinic has suggested is some sculpting work and I am now in the medical pipeline to have work on raising my cheekbones and a little modification to smooth off my chin. I have 'managed' to avoid a rhinoplasty and a tracheal shave. I was asked again about castration as a step to full sex reassignment surgery but have put that one back on the burner for the moment. On one hand, I do think about functioning as a woman and being in a total lesbian relationship with Jo and Louise; on the other hand, it is nice to offer them my small gurl-clit for their pleasure and Jo still has Duncan to provide her with manly cock when she needs it.

Jo's great strength has been in seeing sex with him as being purely transactional; indeed, Louise and I have joked with her that this cool emotion to him is an appealing male trait in her. Anyway, back to the subject of reassignment, I am still a few months away before being fully considered as a possibility. An orchidectomy can be arranged at fairly short notice and is just a day surgery procedure, at worse an overnight stay.

Apart from my work for Louise, I have still managed to gain some income from writing and proofing for my old company. My days have otherwise been taken up with cooking, cleaning the children and keeping the household running. Jo now has full control over our finances but keeps me abreast of matters, and she has helped Louise manage hers as well, especially her investment portfolio. I do have Louise for the garden work and also I have assistance now for the house heavy cleaning, as well as for ironing, but there is still all the daily clean up, food, supplies, and the laundry to do. 

The latter, as mentioned previously, I enjoy as it does have the benefits of little reminders in handling Joanna and Louise's lingerie. Apart what she wears for Duncan and that lingerie can be very classy and sexy, I can not call Jo's smalls as lingerie, rather they are underwear as she still prefers straps or Hanro male briefs, and her bras are sports ones from Triumph and others, full of lycra to flatten her out as much as possible. 

Indeed this brings me naturally onto Joanna. In fact, she has been thinking of having breast reduction surgery to reduce her back to an A cup. She wants to keep the sensitivity of her nipples but much prefers to have a boyish look. Louise and I are fine with this and support her in her want to adjust her look.

Life for Jo has been good over the past year and she has enjoyed a lot of success at her work. More importantly, she is very happy working and in her role as our principal bread earner and financial manager. This is not to say that she does not have time for the children or us. She does and it is my role to maximise her time for this, also including giving her time for what is a fairly voracious sex need and preparing herself for her various outside plays with Duncan. I think it true to say that she has never been more in love with Louise and me.

In many ways, Louise, and occasionally Duncan, have been a blessing for me, especially with my sporadic libido. Since our role reversal, she has always loved sexual service of her first thing in the morning, usually involving the queening of us, or that we give her good oral servitude on the Stool. And she has loved toilet play first thing as well, pee with me, both with Louise; from time to time, Louise has used me for pee too. Our toilet seat that I bought her Jo for her birthday has got good usage.

Evening sex has been given over to domination plays, fetish play, toys and from, time-to-time, romantic sex. It is usually with her mainly in the male role with us. She has also learnt to mix and match her play with us and, furthermore, to help direct the way Louise and I engage with each other. If she is away travelling, she still likes to get a daily report from us on the situation scenario we have created, what we have worn, how we have enjoyed each other and how we have cummed. It is fun writing up these e-mails and Louise and I often put a joint one together over breakfast. I write a paragraph, she writes one and then a repeat of the process and so on. Jo has told us that her pussy got a lot of work out in the hotels she stays in from her toys when reading these.

Jo's biggest change sexually and physically has probably been as a result of Duncan. She has learnt an enormous amount about technique, fetish play and deviancy by being in the sub role to him. Duncan has been true to his word about not being involved emotionally with her but, at the same time, takes care of her, which gives Louise and I confidence, not that we have had any misgivings. She is very much just a sex toy to him, or a fuck-slut as he calls her. She is expected to obey him at all times when she is present with him and he has indeed put her through the mill with scenarios; we often have to use Arnica and other creams on her bottom, breasts, back or pussy to soothe her bruising from the beatings that he has rendered. Not that Duncan has ever broken her skin, and she certainly enjoys exploring this side of BDSM. I shall shortly write a separate side chapter or two on some of her experiences with him.

There have been certain pre-requisites that Duncan prefers such as Jo's presentation on arrival at his house in Oxford. Louise and I have been involved in these preparations so we too have been teased ahead of sex between us when she is away with him. If she is coming home to us and then on to him, we receive an e-mail with instructions on how she is to be presented, what she has to wear and any bondage required. The nature of these instructions usually requires us to have the children out of the cottage. If she is going to see him direct from work, she will receive an e-mail in advance, with what was is required of her so that she can take the necessary with her or get things arranged. 

The first pre-requisite is that she has to be freshly waxed or clean so that she is devoid of any body hair underneath her eyebrows and absolutely smooth in her 'offerings'. At this time, we have no idea if she has discussed having a landing strip with him as being denuded of hair has it advantages for the restraint wear that she often has to put on, and also for hygiene, given Duncan's various plays. We were requested to deliver the cleaning and we have precise instructions to if she is to be brought to any early orgasm and how. We have been requested to send a brief summary e-mail back to him when she has left the cottage to indicate that she is ready, her compliance and state of mind. Such instructions that we have received have often included orders to Louise toileting into Jo's mouth and even to give her a strap-on fuck session, or to be pre-teased with some beating on our whipping bench or other equipment. 

The other pre-cleaning requisite has been a set item and that is she has to receive a major enema. This has been very much my task to deliver this to her and to ensure that she is squeaky clean down under. When she is travelling, she uses concentrated micro-enema phials that are used in hospitals. 

Duncan likes Jo to be well made up and both Louise and I assist her with this. The standard is usually dark eye colourings and mascara, with quite strong earth based foundations and burnt coloured lipsticks, the reason being below. Perfumes are always powerful ones, liberally used, such as Estee Lauder's Private Collection and she even has sourced some Middle Eastern sandalwood perfumed oils.

Her under-dress varies from being absolutely naked to very basic underwear to exquisite lingerie or being enclosed in a latex or leather outfit. We never know what he will request as to Joanna's outfit or whatever items he sends over to us. For example, what has proven to be one of his favourites arrived by courier when Jo was away. This is a rather special bra known as a Mister G's Bondage Bra and consists of broad leather chest and bra straps as well as a strap the circles the breast. Off it are eight double wires holding in a studded broad leather disc that really pushes and flattens the aureoles in. The addition of the tight lacings helps increase the sensitivity of the breast and the nipple or modesty shields can be adapted so as to add further torment to Jo. The bra has eight padlocks so she can not remove it.

With this, the time it arrived, he combined a simple chastity belt consisting of a wide leather waist belt and a crotch belt that all fixed with one padlock in the front. Duncan requested the fitting of an anal and vaginal dildo in before we padlocked the strap up. 

Her clothing varies too but there has been a strong theme to it, unless she is to be presented just in her lingerie or completely naked. Duncan has a thing about Middle Eastern women and Louise and I think he lived out there or has had a Middle Eastern wife or girlfriend(s) in the past. More often than not, Jo has to be dressed in tailored clothing that he had sourced in the Midlands or overseas, and sometimes he had adapted it for his wants. Very often, she has to wear a black Abaya; this is a covered robe-like dress that drapes from the neck to the toes and also covers her arms down to her wrists. Duncan has furnished Jo with four of them, two traditional ones, one of which covers the head so she can wear the Muslim veil, the Hijab, and the other is ornately stitched with an Arabic pattern. As to the other two, one has been made in fine latex and the other in very thin, soft leather.

On top of the Abaya, or by itself, she also has to wear a Burqa. This is the full length, head to toe, drape worn by women in communities under the Taliban and traditional sects. This, of course, is primarily intended to prevent the woman's body and face from being seen in public, particularly by men who are not her husband or in her family. Wearing a Burqa can be seen as a declaration of religious faith and sentiments and faith but, in Jo's case, it is an expression that when it comes to a man, the Burqa is a symbol of her ownership by Duncan. It is worn always by her outside his house when in his service. And apart from travelling to him, he has taken her to a number of sexual functions and for tasks to be completed for her overall education, experience and pleasure. 

When it has come to transporting her over from us, it is also an unspoken pre-requisite that she has to wear the Burqa; she has three of them all in blue, the traditional colour, and a conventional light fabric one with a light muslin eye screen, a latex and a leather one, both with black mesh eye slits.

Invariably, and in addition, Duncan requests her to arrive hooded under the Burqa. If arriving from business or wherever, she uses a Spandex hood that has an open mouth and coverable eyes. If arriving from home, her hood is far more intricate and something that she really enjoys wearing. In fact, she is very rarely allowed out of it whilst with him so as to de-personalise her and it reminds her that she is his sex toy, nothing else. It is something that she has brought into play with us.

The hood requires our assistance to put it on Jo. The particular hood that Duncan has given her is made of soft, high quality perforated leather; the visual effect for Jo is more like being in a cage than in total darkness and the Burqa just adds to the effect of her isolation and servitude. In addition, there are no nasal holes; she can breathe comfortably through the small perforated holes of the hood. When he ordered it, Duncan commissioned a couple of modifications from the original model; these ware a snap on eye cover to quickly blindfold her and also a mouth opening to take cocks or render oral service or whatever. He has often used spider mouth gags and dental ratchet gags on her to keep her mouth open. Her mouth opening on the hood can be covered by a tough snap on plate.




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One special feature of the hood is a strong, thick, buckling collar strap complete with a D-ring and locking buckle. Duncan had this collar made in pink leather and the idea is that the collar serves to add to the secure look and feel of the hood as well as in providing him with points of attachment in front and in the back for attaching a leash, locks, chains, rope, or for whatever other bondage purposes you can imagine. With the addition of a small lock, the hood can be locked on to Jo so that she can not remove it even if her hands are free. We always lock her in and also secure the buckle with padlocks. The chosen chauffeur for her, sometimes one of us, or a third party of his choice, deliver her to Duncan with a leash and the keys, usually walking her down his street from the car some hundred to two hundred yards from his front door. 

The other reason that the hood needs our assistance is that the hood is laced up in the back of the head using a strong, pink, leather lace strung through nine pairs of silver cinch rings. The basic model can be sourced from World of Dreams.

One of the most dramatic physical changes to Joanna that Duncan has requested significantly impacted on all of us. She has now been pierced with five thick silver rings in her pussy. Two on either side of her lower labia and one smaller one through the clitoris. In fact, he did want her to similarly pierce her nipples with D bars, but with her thinking about breast reduction, we have felt that is a step to far at this time. Louise and I accompanied Jo to the piercing in Oxford, run by someone that Duncan knew well. She was put on the table and he tackled her labia first in full view of us before the final piercing right under her clit hood and the placement of that ring into the created hole. 

This of course led to us being pierced Jo had Louise enthusiastically go for a similar arrangement, plus she had her nipples done, the latter being the most painful she said. I wanted my breasts done too but we thought it a little too early as to my overall breast development and I believe that Jo also consulted with the Clinic in London. I ended up having a tummy button ring inserted and one under the head of my clit – that was fairly painful. The overall effect was that we had to have some interesting oral sex while the wounds healed. It did lead to some interesting sex and bondage though.

Jo loves the sensation of her rings on her pussy as Duncan frequently uses the rings as part of his bondage to hold open her vulva and pussy entrance with various chains and clips, often secured off wrist and thigh attachments or from his bedroom furniture. Her thing with it though is in feeling his huge size coming into her, past her ringed lips before burying himself deep in her cunt and then the to and fro of his sliding cock as she is fucked. She also enjoys being laced and secured by padlock by him when he wanted to deprive her of sex.

Jo has had many different experiences with Duncan from being totally used and 'abused' by him in the confines of his bedroom to being on public show at a function whilst being blindfolded. With that, she reported back to us in graphic detail how she was fingered and played with by anonymous people and made to take several cocks in her orifices as well as servicing unknown pussies; she was also spit roasted that evening. She had no idea of how many men or women she had been involved with but Duncan referred to her as his 'cum dump.' The amazing thing, and given her previous prudishness, was that she wants more experiences like this. 

Her most dramatic experience though, that she had told us about in depth, has come with being 'sold' as an escort to two wealthy Middle Eastern style men, in their mid fifties, both well endowed, well skilled and seriously into bondage.

In all such cases, Duncan ensures her safety and health, but she said the thrill of being smuggled into the hotel and led down the corridor by him, as her pimp, in her leather lingerie, her hood securely on, her pussy already splayed by little clamp clips and their chains attached to thigh bands and her wrists, two dildos already lodged in her love channels to open her up and held in place by a leather thong over her crotch, with very high heels on and with the outer clothing of her leather Abaya and Burqa. It was a sensationally orgasmic experience for her and she was, apparently, dripping wet in anticipation of what was to come at the door of the hotel bedroom. Then had come the moment when one of the two swarthy men had passed over two thousand pounds to Duncan, via her hands so that she saw the money involved. Apparently he knew them and he had had them fully screened medically before letting them near her. And then to be left to them overnight as they took her together and alternating between them their fucking and the profound 'use' of her. She admitted that she had so enjoyed it and could now understand part of the 'raison d'être' for becoming a high class escort.

The first of the experiences that past directly back to us was the arrival one Sunday morning of Joanna back from Oxford. She was clothed in her cotton Arabic clothing and wearing the hood still, despite being with Duncan for two nights. Louise and I had enjoyed a night with the children as 'Mum One' was working and then we had slept together having enjoyed each other. The Saturday night we had been left to our own devices as the kids were off staying with friends and that had allowed us to dress in our matching basques, panties and our nighties to watch pornographic lesbian movies, kiss and play with each other, and then indulge ourselves in bed with plenty of oral sex, queening and toy play before both of us heavily came. Louise had made me take her scent in from her panties as was Jo and her norm before we fell asleep in each other's arms.

Louise went to pick Jo up and had to lead her down Duncan's street to the car. Apparently, she had been well and truly used with Duncan making love to her at regular intervals through the nights and the day and then giving her very little respite from pleasure with pressure applied on her nipples and pussy with the use of clamps, weights and chains. She estimated that she had managed only seven hours sleep through two relief periods in the nights and an afternoon nap, the rest of the time being devoted to pleasing Duncan or having her pleasure levels mercilessly pushed.

She repeated to me what she had told Louise when she got back home and also gave us more details of how her pussy had been splayed this being only the second time with Duncan after our en-masse piercing. This was after we had removed her Burqa and hood and over a cup of coffee. What she wanted was to get out of her Abaya, her lingerie and have a shower, then to have some pleasure from Louise and I, before climbing into her striped male jammies and catching up on her sleep.

We took Jo to the bathroom and as we removed her Abaya, we could see what had been done. Jo had been put into a Neosteel chastity belt. I think that our mouths dropped open. Jo explained that she was to wear it until Tuesday evening and then she would go to Oxford from work and be released; she wasn't travelling overseas in the meantime. 

The Neosteel belts for those of you who do not know are top of the range German chastity belts with systems designed for women, men and transvestites and with various modules. Jo had on a Total Chastity belt and their Ergo Rear Module was designed for its ability to sit 'camouflaged' under panties and also to allow comfortable sitting and in addition allow free access to the anus. 

The belt itself is some inch and half wide stainless 1.5mm steel and in some cases with neoprene lining. From this waist or hip belt, the difference being the height of the band, there is an attachable front crotch plate again designed for the comfort of each style of wearer and that can be adjusted for any 'activity.' This runs through the crotch to an attachment at the back of the band. For one example as to different designs, the transvestite version has a 'clit' tube but is flattened to resemble and shape a pussy under any panties. There are securing locks and very tough padlocks to secure everything in and so secure that it is difficult to extract oneself if the keys are lost. In addition, on Jo's belt there were four heavy duty D rings at ninety degrees apart on her belt, and two underneath her crotch plate to aid in her bondage, not withstanding opening her plate and using her pussy D rings. She said that the belt was unbelievably comfortable to wear, even with her piercings.

Her "Ergo Rear Design" was shaped to fit the rear body of the wearer, this was achieved by splitting the stainless steel crotch shield around the anus opening and coating it completely with plastic. This way resulted in two separate straps which can then be adapted by bending it to the individual bottom and anal shape, and allowing access to the wearer's anus or for them to use the toilet freely, or in Louise's case... These two straps narrowed and ran up to the nape of the bottom to join the rear of the belt. The belt was beautifully finished.

In Jo's case, the only keys were with Duncan. What was evident, therefore, was that Jo's pussy was going to be off limit to us; however her anus hadn't been secured down, as it can be; so this was going to be her only love channel open to us. She also told us that, while with Duncan, she had worn a matching collar, and wrist and ankle cuffs, all similarly finished and with heavy duty padlocks, along with matching D rings and with chains off them. Duncan had been really awful in leaving an acrylic 'wave' four centimeter diameter and fourteen centimeter dildo inside Jo's pussy; this was attached to the crotch plate and we later learnt the anal plate could take all sorts of toys too. 

We both stripped her down and then ourselves and helped her into the shower. We soaped her up, using our bodies against her; we washed her hair and took care with her bottom and crotch area. The Neosteel is totally hygienic and is designed to be worn for days, though some 'training' is needed for that. Duncan had mentioned that he expected her to quickly adapt to wearing hers for at least a week and thereby to deprive her of her pussy to Louise's pussy sex or sex from me. 

Furthermore, he wanted her to continually wear wider diameter acrylic and stainless steel dildos, up to 7 centimeters, and longer dildos, up to 18 centimeters or more, with a target of more quickly opening her pussy up for any invasion of her love channel that he so chose. However, our continued 'assault' and pleasing of her anal channel would allow that to more easily take wider dildos, plugs, Duncan's fist and any wide girthed cock he wanted in there.

We got out of the shower and dried ourselves down. From there, it was a short walk over onto our bed and we lay her down. Our first act was to rub soothing cream into her marked and still red bottom. She said that through the stay she had been repeatedly paddled, cropped, caned and even had experienced the rattan for the first time as Duncan accused her of being a deviant Middle Eastern girl. A rattan whipping is done by swishing a long cane but with a book under the elbow so not to break the arm above the elbow. It is very much a fast and cumulative punishment up and over her body. Jo was discovering her love of such pain associated with pleasure though.

Joanna motioned for Louise to come and queen her; this in itself was unusual and Louise duly climbed on top of her, stood over her sand slowly lowered herself downwards so that Jo could inspect her lover. Seeing this rare act of submission, I went and fetched our chin dildo and attached that to Jo's chin, with the strap buckled behind her head.

Louise lowered herself into position onto the chin dildo facing down the bed, forcing Jo to serve her anus. I went down between Jo's legs and started to firstly play and kiss Louise's breasts and nipples, quickly bringing heat into them and her chest, though that was also partly the actions of Jo. Louise rode Jo's chin cock hard giving Jo chance to breathe and quickly was climbing her own mountain to an orgasm, heavily squirting her cum. Louise jumped off the chin cock and turned Jo over and moved back up the bed to present her cummy pussy to Jo to eat out and keep her on her high. Meanwhile, I pushed a pillow under Jo's tummy, over the belt and raised her bottom so as to go to work on her anus with my tongue. I could taste her sweet, heavy cum that had seeped out from alongside her acrylic penis in her and under her crotch plate. I opened her with my tongue and then went to mount her, pushing my hard gurl clit so easily into her second love channel. What had Duncan put her through to have her anus so easily open to me? I quickly rode her hard, feeling her friend next door where I should naturally be, and came into her, leaving my cum inside her.

Louise then donned one of our double straps, one with a protruding eight inch cock by two and a half inch diameter to fuck Joanna. Deeming that Jo was already wide open enough as her anus was now gaping open revealing her pink love channel, Louise slid her cock home and fucked her hard and rigid, enjoying her vibrations off Joanna as they came back into her own vulva. Jo screamed her pleasure, again a rare event, as her orgasm derived from the frotting of us against her hard cock in her vagina, and duly pressurising her in there, hit home. Louise came hard and I had the pleasure of cleaning Louise's cum out of her as she wound down.

We let Joanna slowly come down and then gently showered kisses and sweet love nothings on her. The very fact that we had taken her like this was just so unusual. Jo was absolutely shattered but managed to mutter something along the lines, "Just wait you two, I'll get you; but it was a brilliant orgasm to wind down on." The next rare thing was that Louise took the panties that she had been wearing before and slid them over Jo's head and secured them into place as she would with me, her stained gusset presented to Jo's nose. She accepted this with no protest and collapsed back enjoying Louise's scent. She quickly fell asleep.

We left out some tracksuit bottoms and a soft cashmere top for her along with a pair of her white Hanro briefs for later. However, she emerged wearing a white nightie and robe, one of those that she had got for sleeping at Duncan and showed us that she was in a soft white Triumph Amourette bra and matching white panties.

We lunched in our nighties and then all changed to more informal clothing to go and pick the kids up and have supper with my parents. That evening, Jo asked Louise and me to make love as she watched and gave orders. She was beat and slept in between the two us, safe in our love.

Her revenge on us came fairly quickly. Jo returned to Oxford from London on the Tuesday evening, having left her car at our station and then driving over to Duncan in west Oxford. On her entry, there were little formalities and she was led straight through to his playroom behind his bedroom. He had quickly had her strip completely naked and then she had to give him a slow blowjob so she could appreciate the size of him, if she could forget. He then had retrieved his key and removed her chastity belt commenting on how good she was to have worn it but the next time would be for a day longer and her resident cock would be that little bigger. Slowly he had removed her acrylic cock and made her slowly lick it clean of the heavy accumulated female crusty residue on it, especially that which had built up in the longitudinal ribs of the dildo. His next act was to make her gently masturbate herself, playing with her clit ring, for roughly five minutes but not to the point of any real excitement, just to taunt her. She then had had to pee in front of him and empty herself into a transparent potty. 

Duncan then attached ordinary wrist and ankle cuffs to her and had chained her over a gym horse, wrists attached to the front legs and legs to the back ones, forcing her legs and pussy area wide open for him. He gagged her with a large penile gag, as he knew that she would likely scream with the pleasure of being taken.

He took the hooks on the end of four chains and slowly attached each of these to each of her pussy rings. He then attached, one by one, another chain, to which was attached an elasticated sailing cord, with the ring on the loose end of the pussy chain. He slowly pulled on the first of the overall chain and cord combination, gently tugging her labia to open; he threaded it around the horse leg and hooked it onto a ring. This he repeated three times and the four chains were now duly pulling at her labia so as to open up wide her now wet pussy, still gaping from having had the acrylic cock in her for so long. 

He commented to Jo that she was now that much looser for him and this was a good thing and how he wanted to see her develop so that she would be permanently looser in her pussy walls. This would mean that she would always need and crave really large cocks and toys in her to satisfy her, underpinning the increasing cock slut, when it came to men inside her, that she was becoming. It was early days though, she would need many training sessions, and he also wanted her anus to eventually behave in the same way. When she told Louise and I what Duncan had said to her, I said that I knew what he meant as I had been told from my then lover when I was young that once I had experienced a good cock like his in me, I would always crave more of a decent one at various points through my life. He had forgotten strap-ons though!

Duncan briefly played an electric large wand over her clit and pussy entrance, teasing her cunt and the vibrations of which pulled accordingly on her lips as the elastic cord took the tension. This set up a strong flow of pre-cum from her.

He mounted her from behind, pushing his large hard cock deep into her cunt as he could, almost roughly and like a rape. Quickly, Jo came, quivering hard as an intense climax washed over her. He didn't stay long in her to let her relish his manly cock. Instead, he quickly withdrew, plugged her cunt to hold his semen in and had her quickly dress and be on her way. From start to finish, she was only in his house for fifty minutes. He let her bring the Neosteel home, with the master key, for me to clean it and, unknown to us, play.

The following Friday, Jo arrived back from work early and took a shower. By now, she had reverted to her usual self, dressing in her boy like fashion and asking for our servitude, something we readily gave her. Nothing was mentioned about the previous weekend. She appeared for a glass of New Haven Sauvignon Blanc wine dressed in a beige shirt and khaki military style pants, her hair swept back and her usual very little make-up on.

Jo's parents had taken the kids off for two night's fun, so we were left free for a major play if we wished. I had proposed to Jo about going away for a weekend but after the previous weekend's exertions, she naturally wanted to stay closer to home. Louise finished around six and came into the kitchen. I poured her a glass of wine too and put out some healthy nibbles for them.

Jo proposed that Louise should go and shower and asked that our love orifices were clean. Mine already was done and, so, in the bathroom I helped Louise have an enema. On Jo's request, we both put on underwire quarter cup white bras on, so that our nipples were exposed. Louise was to insert a butt plug into me and that I had to the same with a vibrator into Louise's pussy but no play. 

I then had to lace Louise's pussy up with a pink ribbon. There was to be no jewellery other than our normal matching waist and ankle chains as well as our "I am Joanna's girl" necklaces that we always wore. We were to wear thongs and for clothing a matching blue parachute-material body suit that she had brought us back from France some weeks ago. We each buttoned up over our fronts up to our collars this 'step-into' suit. A Velcro strap came across at the collar securing us at our neck levels.




Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 11



We went to the kitchen and Louise and I made dinner as Jo worked in her study on her computer, or was reading. Soon we had a simple dinner ready of monkfish cooked with shallots, peppers, chilli, and rosemary, poached in white wine and fish stock in foil packets, along with new potatoes and French beans. Some cheese and a Raspberry Pavlova and we had a couple of bottles of a nice Meursault to quaff.

We chatted about the week and, as we got to coffee, conversation slowly turned to more of what had happened the previous weekend as to the pleasure and punishment that Jo had experienced. Jo reiterated the separation of what she was seeking with Duncan and steamy sex with men for the sake of raw sex and the romance and love that she had with us two, and then the 'extended love,' as she termed it, to the family. 

She also reiterated her experiences and the feeling of the chastity belt and the placement of the dildo in her for such a period of time so as to loosen her up to be able to easily take much larger cocks into her in the future. Duncan had also hinted that she would be spending from Thursday night to the following Monday evening in her belt this coming week. Subject to her work being in England or near Europe the following week, i.e. reachable by TGV train, then the week later it would become six days of pussy sex denial but correspondingly countered with a deeper and wider plugging of her with a bigger dildo. This intensity of training would continue until she was sufficiently naturally open in both sex tubes and then it would be used as maintenance or ahead of a one of his major sex sessions or her 'escorting.' 

"Talking of chastity belts, you two, I have something for you in the bedroom; so up and in there with you both."

We all headed to the bedroom and there on the bed were two largish brown boxes, one marked in my name and the other in Louise's name. 

"Go ahead an open them. They are for you."

We opened them up and I think a feather could have knocked us both over. Inside each box was a Neosteel chastity belt similar to Louise's and a range of accessories. Mine had the tube to take my gurl clit with an adapted front plate sculpted like a pussy and Louise's was identical to Jo's belt. Inside each box was a matching collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, thigh cuffs and the padlocks.

"I knew Duncan was ordering mine as he took his pleasure in carefully measuring me, so I ordered yours at the same time. I knew your measurements, and anyway, Mrs Buttle, a local tailor we had used, had your waist, hip, and collar measurements. Your cuffs and other things, well that was easy as we have other cuffs."

She continued,

"In shaping your anal plates and the design, well I have sent them photos of you and the bands are somewhat pliable anyway, so they should fit."

We pulled the belts out and held them up to look at the.

"Thank you, Jo, we chorused, "You want us in them."

"Of course, you sillies. Look, there is a purpose. First of all, I don't expect the pussy and anal widening that Duncan is putting me through for you two. However, if I am going to do this, so should you experience chastity. God, it builds up frustration and when relief comes, as Duncan took me last Tuesday, I just exploded around him. Moreover, when I came with you on Sunday, it was also a very intense orgasm that you both gave me. So when I am belted, you maybe too, and certainly we should think about using them when I am travelling on business."

"You will see that I have got us a number of accessories like dildoes, vibrators and I have also invested in latex ones for you and me Louise and a TENS system and dildos for some electrical buzzes for us all. Even Duncan hasn't that. In addition, our plates have crotch shields that allow for the attachment of cocks and I have these with lengths up to nine inches for us. You will also notice that the D rings on yours are like mine."

Louise and I 'oohed and aahed' about the belts. "How long do we wear them for?" asked Louise. 

"Well, I am going to put you in them for twenty four hours or so, which is what Duncan did to me first time. And we will see how you both get on." So any play tonight will be breasts, mouth, and anal on Louise; you will be plugged there, Mattie. Now, help each other off with your suits and panties and I will show you how to fit them" 

I was first into the belt. Onto my hips, it nicely sat and Jo checked the shape of the anal plate and split straps. She locked the back of the waist belt so the crotch plate hung down. She took the tube and guided my gurl-clit into it. Then she took a two inch diameter, six inch long acrylic dildo with a metal centre and snapped it on the anal plate. She applied a little lubricant onto it and asked Louise to apply some to me and open me up. I could feel Louise finger me. 

Jo slid home the dildo into me and then snapped up the crotch and padlocked it at the front. My collar, ankle and wrist cuffs were then put on and padlocked home.

Jo then turned to Louise and admired the pink lacing threaded through her pussy rings. She undid this and took advantage to gently tongue Louise's labia to get some precum flowing. Louise stepped into her belt; Jo adjusted it and then took a similar dildo to mine and applied it to the crotch plate and pushed it into its new home. Louise was then padlocked in, also at the front, and her collar and cuffs were put on.

"Ok, girls, how does it feel?"

"Fine Jo, they are comfortable."

"Your dildos?"

"Yes that is the one thing I can feel," I said. "Me too," said Louise.

"Well, that is what you will have to get used to as they are not coming out for twenty four hours. Yours excepted Mattie if you need to go, but it will go straight back in. We will head out tomorrow for shopping as normal, so you will experience it under your clothes and walking around. I will take your cuffs and collar off though as the village is probably not ready for a significant bondage play."

We laughed at that prospect.

"Now onto the bed with you, Mattie." 

I climbed on and lay down. Jo went into the playroom and came back with some medium and fine chains. She pulled my arms upwards and secured my wrists close together to the bed head. She then took clamps and slowly put them on each of the end of my nipples, a sharp plain passing into each breast as she did this. I was about to shout and she got Louise to go and fetch two penile gags and had her gag me, buckling the straps behind my neck. Seeing I was moderately comfortable even though I could feel the clamp, she ran the chain off each clamp up to the front D ring of my collar, pulling my nipples sharply upwards. Jo's next move was to secure my ankles off the bed footboard opening my legs up so that my chastity crotch was wide open to view. 

"Now you, Louise"

Firstly, Jo hooked a chain from Louise's nipple D's to her wrist cuffs this tightened the chains and pulled on her nipples. She then got Louise to lie on top of me but the other way around. Jo took Louise's wrists and attached them to my ankle cuffs again pulling hard on her nipples. She then chained her leg cuffs to the bed head so that she was splayed out and I had a sight of her chastity crotch, just as Louise did when she looked down. Jo also inserted the other gag into Louise's mouth and secured it into position.

Jo disappeared to the bathroom and came back with two of our used panties. Jo firstly put my head in Louise's and used small stud clamps to lock in the front and back on the D rings and then took mine and put them over Louise's head. 

Her last act was to switch on the DVD with one of our favourite lesbian films though really we only heard the noises of the girls making love as we contemplated each other's Neosteel and the bondage duo that we were. She then left the room to go back to her study and read up on some erotic writing or to continue on writing some of her memoirs to go along with this series.

She came back into the bedroom over an hour later. This time she was dressed in her latex Abaya and had on her spandex hood. She said nothing and undid Louise's arm cuffs, only to tie them up closely together, and then released her legs from me. Louise was lifted off me and to torture her nipples exquisitely and further. Louise was led off into the playroom. 

Jo came back to me some thirty minutes later, showing the signs of having had an orgasm. She similarly released me, except for re-securing my wrists. Off came my nipple clamps and, for the first time, she took two more cups and placed them on my nipples and vacuumed them. What a different sensation but although a little painful, my nipples were on fire sending strong pleasure messages to my brain. I too was led through to the playroom.

Louise was there bent over the whipping bench, bottom up, and secured into position by her wrists and ankles and she still had her gag on and my panties on over her head. She was facing the Stool. It was to this I was led to and Jo ordered me to give her pleasure. Jo removed Louise's used panties and the gag and I lay down on the headrest ready to receive her. Jo came over the stool, lifted her Abaya and lowered herself into her sitting position, ready for my nose and tongue to do their work. I suspected Louise had already been in this position before as Jo's heavy cummy aroma came down onto me. I offered my tongue to her labia, she wiggled herself in acceptance of it, and I slowly enjoyed her cream. I knew that she was well turned on as her cum thickened up very quickly and the sign of an approaching orgasm, her pushing down onto my nose, came very quickly. Essentially, she was still on her first high.

Jo let her climax subside on me for some ten minutes. I then heard an "Open your mouth wide, Mattie. Catch every drop." She relieved herself into me, her pee tasting sweet with her cummy residue. I heard her murmuring her pleasure and I cleaned her up.

Jo got me up and wiped my face and chin down, but no water so that I continued to taste her. She re-inserted the penile gag into my mouth and put back on Louise's panties so I could take her essence in. I was led over to the other side of the whipping bench to Louise, similarly positioned, and locked in. Jo came behind us and released our anal plates; into both of us, she inserted a vibrating plug and set them off. She left the room.

She returned some five minutes later this time not wearing the Abaya but she was in her Neosteel belt. On the front of her front plate, there was a substantial ivory-coloured dong, complete with balls. She grabbed a crop and a paddle from one of our toy cupboards, went behind Louise, and caressed her bottom before using the paddle on her. I could see Louise wincing against her gag as the blows rained, inhaling my gusset. Jo then switched to the crop and at least six or eight smart whacks came down.

It was then my turn. I felt her smooth hands feeling my globes, preparing her whack site. Then came the first blow of the paddle stinging hard against me and followed by the second. The pain surged across me and I too was wincing, gagging on the penis in my mouth and taking in more of Louise's sweet charms in the gusset of her black panties. The blows continued until there was a brief pause but only brief as, Crack, the first blow from her crop cut into me. This really made me surge forward with the pain and back came Louise's taste and aroma to soothe me. I counted seven more blows, the sharp pain building in intensity.

"Now you two know a little what Duncan has put me through. It is just the beginning for you though. And this is my punishment to you for you dominating me last weekend – you can domme me but I will more than return the favour."

We hung there over the whipping bench. Jo came up behind Louise, felt her anus, turned off her plug, and withdrew it. However, she moved into position and was quickly inside her fucking her hard. Within two minutes, Louise was bright red in the face and coming hard, feeling Jo's large cock up against the dildo lodged in her. Jo also had a substantial cock dildo on the other side of the plate inside her to enjoy the pleasure she was imparting into Louise. Louise's orgasm came hard and strong as Louise's climaxes could. She was gasping against her gag.

Jo did not stay in her for long, quickly withdrew to come behind me, remove my plug, and quickly entered me. She took me hard and fast and I could feel my excitement growing as my gurl-gland was invaded. The pleasure in my brain grew and I could feel my nipples burning beneath me, my nose bombarded with Louise. I quickly went up my mountain and was soon exploding with pleasure. I could sense Jo behind me was hitting a climax too as she shuddered and she collapsed forward onto me, and she stayed in me.

We all wound down before grabbing a quick shower to clean our love areas, which the chastity belts allowed. Jo removed hers but she was true to her word, we were in ours for the next twenty-four hours. We put on nighties and panties and Jo climbed into her male pyjamas; we switched on another film, cuddled up in the lounge-playroom sofa, and opened a bottle of cold wine. It was not too long before we were in bed together and asleep, dreaming of Jo's next love assault on us.