I'm Very Disappointed in You Pt. 03

The interesting thing about female hormones is that at first they diminish the male libido. At times it even feels like they have been made impotent. But that can be altered through focused conditioning. As for the chastity cage...it's merely a confirmation that sex for a male doesn't have to be all about a penis.

A man being turned transgendered can have his sexuality reformatted or perhaps better said reframed. As the estrogen takes over he can be taught to acquire the natural desires of a woman.

Nearing the end of the 4th month marker of taking HRT Evelyn walked into the kitchen to find her husband standing at the sink his hands up to elbows in bubbles and suds while washing the dishes.

Being raised as a farm girl at 5' 10" she'd always been a big boned gal who maintained her athletic figure. When as a senior she had first met Kenneth as a freshman at college she learned he was from the city. At a similar 5'10 he wasn't the athletic type himself. Now that he was thinning down subtly being transitioned his physicality didn't measure up to her size or strength.

Sliding her arms around him a quick kiss to the cheek she pulled back securing the frilly apron at his waist.

The fact that he hadn't protested told the woman so much. Her husband was caving in...the developing femininity was taking over making him more gentle and subdued if not subservient to Evelyn...he wasn't quite broken yet but that couldn't be far off.

"See ....you are learning...those latex dish-gloves really help protect your hands and manicure."

"Yes Ma'am thank you...I like how soft they make my fingers feel."

The simple statement said so much.

The months of being on hormones and t-blockers had been showing their impact. Thinner weaker arms looked less manly with all the hair gone and the muscles diminished. Down a good 35, 40 pounds a trim waistline was the product of Kenneth's healthy eating.

Giving a squeeze she let her hand adjust the low-slung male ponytail. His hair had taken on a shimmering appearance. Growing it out keeping it straight Evelyn had kept it well managed with feminine shampoo and conditioner as it made its way to his shoulder-line.

"I've been very pleased with you darling...so much so I have surprise for you later."

The light of dusk growing shallow the two heard the pick-up truck before they saw it. Evelyn stood her ground keeping Kenneth at the sink. When she heard the 2 short one long signature honks from the horn Evelyn knew it was Buck. He was a friend of her husband's from one town over who came around from time to time when he could.

She waited she wanted to make sure Buck saw her being the one assertive enough to do the kissing as well as seeing the frilly apron put to her husband's slim waist.

From outside the kitchen window he watched as his friend Kenneth accepted kisses at his neckline. He thought something seemed different the closer he got.

Evelyn whispered ..."I bet you can feel it...with a man watching you ...your estrogen is spiking....and just think we both know your breasts are finally coming in."

The woman slid her hand under the loose top giving a short tweak to the budding nipple.

"Darling it is such a natural reaction...when a woman sees an alpha male it helps her feel pretty to know they're looking and judging her."

Once more she tugged at the one nipple.

"You're wondering about it ...what will he think if he sees your nipples look so feminine being made firm and erect."

And just like that both of his nipples grew hard and excited.

Stepping thru the doorway Buck bellowed out a shout....."Hi y'all."

Evelyn timed it just right for his friend to hear walking in.

"Baby did you finish ironing the linens and bedsheets...did you put them away in the closet?"

Kenneth briefly looked at Buck his friend before replying. He'd become so use to obeying her it came out automatically

"Yes Ma'am."

He felt so emasculated especially since he was tidying up the last of the dirty plates. He couldn't help yet think it...here he was the husband and he was doing the dishes like some housewife.

Buck spoke up

'Ummmm...got to drain the snake...bathroom?...be right back."

Evelyn pointed to a door down the long hallway of the home. Coming back in through the living room Buck spoke...."I have to say Evelyn your house looks spotless...whoever is cleaning it is doing a splendid job."

Evelyn and Kenneth both knew he was the one mostly keeping the home clean. Part of dismantling the male ego domestication hits on a psychological level. Men always consider it to be women's work.....and when they do it ...they feel less of a man.

Keeping him in place she decided to let her hand roam on his ass out of sight of Buck.

'Just stopping in...I have a multi unit development going up near town and thought I'd swing by....I have tickets for the monster-truck rally on Saturday and wanted to see if you wanted to join me and the guys Kenneth."

He laughed ...'a night of beers and oversized trucks being crushed ...what could be better?"

Without Buck detecting it Evelyn let her hand slide under the apron. Slipping inside the pair of beige-colored women's sweats she let her hand pull his thong pantie to the side giving access to his chastity cage. She grabbed the dangling ballsac giving it a brief squeeze before gently caressing the hairless balls.

It came out in a timid voice..."Oh I'm sorry Buck...Evelyn has plans for us on Saturday...I'm afraid I'll have to pass."

Once more he felt the gentle caress on his balls and knew he'd answered correctly. Buck stepped closer.

"Hold on a second your mustache...wait ...did you...you shave it off?"

The man's hand reached forward touching the area. A closer look he thought Kenneth's skin felt so soft running his finger along the chin.

Her husband couldn't help it he pulled up a blush to his cheeks feeling the man's touch.

"Well I better go..too bad about the monster trucks."

Buck moved to kiss Evelyn's cheek his hand on her shoulder. Pivoting at the hip while in back of Kenneth turning her head and upper body using a single finger she guided Buck's mouth the few inches to her lips.

Her hand dipped to his muscled leg on the outside while she let her tongue briefly swirl inside his mouth. Just before pulling away her fingers glanced along the outline of his cock pressing against his jeans.

"Next time call me first Buck...I've been kind of keeping my sweetie's schedule lately."

Evelyn said it with all the confidence of a woman who was seeking a bull-stud lover.

Her left hand under the apron she squeezed her husband's scrotum..."Haven't I darling."

After she said it she pulled the hairband out of his ponytail leaving the hair free to sway.

When Kenneth tilted his head to reply ...his long silky-smooth hair fell along the sides spilling over his pierced ears to his shoulders.

"Yes Ma'am."

Buck looked her in the eye. Nodding her head slightly it was like a silent message had been communicated between the two. She was certain she'd found the right man to help her cuckold her husband.

Her free arm ran up the outside of her sweater near her breast before she dipped her hand in to adjust the bra strap.

Evelyn stepped back wanting to show the full look of Kenneth in the apron and feminine day-wear along with the effeminate hair length. Her husband pulling his hands from the soapy water the man saw he was wearing dishwashing gloves like a wife would.

"Sure Evelyn...say my phone's out in the truck...why don't you step out so we can exchange mobile numbers."

"Daring say goodbye ....with the dishes drying go upstairs and ready my boudoir and bed for slumber....I'll let you pick out one of those pretty nighties."

"Yes Ms. Evelyn."

Neither Buck nor Kenneth was sure she meant for herself or for her husband to pick out a nightie for himself. Waiting for the man to step out first she whispered in his ear so only Kenneth could hear it...'light the candles...get out the bong...when I come upstairs I want to find you in front of the mirror doing your pump-discipline.'

Evelyn waited on him as he padded out from the kitchen before she stepped outside.

Walking on the far side of the truck she saw Buck waiting.

"Is this what I think it is?"

"It is...oh I'm so desperate to feel a man's touch."

Her arms went around Buck's neck as she kissed him full on the mouth.

"My darling has been going through some changes these last months... we can talk about it another time."

Just to confirm things she bent down into a squat and unzipped him. Her mouth swirled around the head of his cock a few times.

Buck grunted out..."Oh...fuck damn that feels nice Evelyn."

Lifting up she briefly touched his massive chest.

"Sorry..that was just a little taste of what's to come....give it a few weeks or so then call me Buck...by then my darling will be on board if you know what I mean."

Stepping back towards the house watching Buck leave Evelyn decided tonight would be a good time to mount her husband and take things to the next level. She lifted her eyes towards the window to see one by one aroma candles were being lit in the large master-bedroom Evelyn now called her boudoir.

The woman stepped in to find Kenneth standing wearing just cotton panties staring at his look in the floor mirror. She instantly knew they were at one of those 'crossroad's' moment that happen in the life of a t-girl.

The twin plastic molded pieces protruded from his chest. The cone shaped breast pumps pulled his breasts outward near filling up the plastic molds. Applying a powerful suction the cups had near tripled the size of his boobs.

Breast pumps not only pull blood to the area activating the mind-body connection they also give an indication of how large the particular breasts can become.

Evelyn quickly got down to her bra and panties. Using a lighter she took a hit of weed. Slipping in behind him she looked over his shoulders handing him the bong. Together they toked up taking a few hits letting the pungent smell of marijuana mingle with the fragranced scent of the aroma candle.

A minute passed when she undid the tabs unhooking her brassiere. She let her husband see the large pair spill out from the bra cups. Resting in-between was the silver pendent necklace that held the key to his caged penis.

"Darling just hang my bra on the edge of the floor mirror....it's so nice to have a feminine boudoir where a woman can do as she pleases without being in interrupted by a man."

He felt like some teen-age coed staring to see that her breasts really were developing into those of a young woman. In the excitement of the past hour Kenneth had left a pre-cum spot on the brushed-cotton girl's underwear.

"Let's get you out of these...I think its time you started wearing big-girl panties...something pretty... something lacy...something that says you're becoming a woman now."

End of part 3 ...