My domineering wife again screamed at me for not making the bed. Why did this relationship become such a struggle? Over the years she became more and more dominant, and I, more submissive. Was this my nature? Did I enjoy being told what to do?

About a month later, in one of her more dominant moods, she threatened me. “If you don’t start behaving as I wish, we will march you right down to the tattoo parlor and get you a cute little tattoo.”

I was curious as to what she was thinking. “What sort of tattoo will you give me?” I said in a surprisingly obedient manner.”Hmmm, maybe one that simply says ‘Silly bimbo’ or ‘airhead’, or maybe we will get you a nice little ‘sissy’ placed somewhere that everyone can see!”

My face went red with embarrassment. I could never allow this to happen! I would have to obey her every command.

Several days later, she walked up and handed me a clear plastic cock cage. “Put this on now! You need a little control.” I was angry and had no intention of doing such a thing. “Screw you! I am not wearing that thing for one minute!” I said with my most masculine voice.

She walked over to me, slapped my face and said “Bitch! I own you. I own your ass, your cock and your soul, now put it on before I really get upset!”

The next thing I knew, I was encased in this silly device! It allowed me to use the bathroom, but I now had to sit in order to go, just like a woman. The device was locked with a strong padlock and the key was hidden away somewhere.

As each day passed, I found myself unable to get aroused and the experience begun making me more and more obedient, more attentive to her needs. I felt myself thinking of ways to please her more, to make her happy with me.

After about 2 months of this new lifestyle of chastity, I felt that I finally was put into a position she would be happy with, but I was wrong. “Oh honey, I have something for you.” she called out from the bedroom. She asked me to come in and when I did, I found a frilly pinafore, bra, panties high heels and wig lying on the bed!

“This is what you will be wearing at home from now on. I have decided to make a substantial investment in your progress as a woman.”

“WHAT!?” No! I wont! I….” She placed her finger over my mouth and said “Hush now little lady and put on your things.” I was so angry, yet I found the idea erotic and a warm sensation shot though my body.

I put everything on and she entered the room with a big smile. “Very lovely!” she said and then, in the most shocking moment I can remember, in walked her new boyfriend to see me standing there as her new maid!

My life would never be the same. I really had become a woman. And it felt wonderful.

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