It was a Saturday afternoon when my submission to my wife began. Megan had gone to do some shopping at the local mall, and knowing her as I did, I knew I'd have at least three hours to surf the web. My favorite sites were those that dealt with the feminization and submission of men. With this in mind, as soon as I heard her car leave, I powered up my computer with an afternoon of relaxation and stimulation in mind. You can imagine my surprise when instead of the regular wallpaper, a new image appeared on the screen. The whole screen was taken up by an image of a pair of lacy, red panties. The only link available was one that read, "Click here sissy" I was beginning to panic, so I re-booted the system, only to have the same screen appear. Curiosity won out and I clicked on the link. The screen went blank then a menu came up. It was headed, Instructions for my Sissy, with a list numbered from one to nine.
1: Hello sissy, I have discovered your secret! I found your hidden favorites list the other day, quite by accident I might add. You can't begin to imagine how shocked I was to discover that while I was away, you spent all that time looking at pictures of men in panties and lingerie. I also found your hidden files, the ones with the stories you like to read and the links to online Mistresses that specialized in feminization. I have to tell you I was quite angry with you! All the while I thought I was married to a macho man, when in reality I've been sharing my life with a pantyboy. I thought of simply divorcing you, but after some thought have decided to give you an opportunity to redeem yourself. I have copied all the files from your favorite websites and will use them to humiliate you with your co-workers and friends if you don't comply with each of the following instructions. I am doing exactly what I said I would do when I left the house, shopping, but not for myself. That's right sissy, I'm shopping for my new sissy maid. Would you care to guess who that will be? I'm sure you know by now. You will now be my submissive maid. No longer will you be allowed to wear men's underwear. From now on you'll be wearing lacy panties and garter belts under you boy clothes during the day. At night, you'll be in a pretty nightie or peignoir set, whatever I decide will make you look the prettiest for your Mistress. Since you are now reading this file, you will go to each of the instructions in order and obey them to the letter. I will expect you to have completed them by the time I arrive home.
I was in a real panic now! Why hadn't I hidden the incriminating files better? How could I get out of this predicament? Since no ready answer came to mind, I decided to play along with her until I could think of a way out. Still, it was with considerable trepidation that I clicked on the next link.
2: Good sissy, if you are reading this, you are prepared to submit to me. The first thing you are to do is strip completely for me, yes, right here in your office. Now, take your male underwear and using the scissors you will find in the desk drawer, cut them into shreds. When you are finished, take the scraps and place them on the front doorstep so I will know you have complied when I get home. If I don't find them there, I will not even come into the house. Instead, I will go to my sisters and after emailing the files I found to your business associates and friends, I will contact a divorce attorney. You shouldn't have to think too hard to imagine what will be exhibit A at the divorce hearing. This is just the beginning my pretty, the first step in your submission to me in satin and lace. You may wish to think of the symbolism involved as you shred your bvd''s for me.
Seeing no immediate way out, I did as Megan had instructed. My hands shook as I cut my white cotton underwear into pieces no bigger than three inches across. When I was satisfied that I had completed the assigned task, I gathered up the pieces and headed for the front door. I was glad our front steps weren't visible from the street, when completely naked, I placed the shredded remains of my underwear on the top step. I returned to my office and opened the next instruction.
3: Are you all naked now and ready to continue? Good, I thought you might, after all, the consequences of not following these instruction don't bear thinking about, do they? Now you will go into the bathroom. You will find a package of scented bath beads, a ladies razor and shave gel. You will run the water as hot as you can stand it and sprinkle the bath beads into the tub. You will then soak for 10 minutes to let the beads soften your skin before you use the razor and gel to remove all your body hair. I want you shaved completely. When you are finished, you'll find some dusting powder on the vanity. Dry yourself and use it over your entire body. When you have completed this task, you may return to the computer. You are to be still naked when you do this.
Figuring I had better go along with Megan's instructions until I found a way out, I went to the bathroom and followed her instructions. After running the bath and adding the bath beads, I slipped slowly into the tub. I found it to be a somewhat pleasant experience. The had a nice lilac scent and I could feel the oils from the bath beads softening my skin. I picked up the pretty pink razor and after coating my right leg with the gel, began to shave all my hair away. Satisfied with the job on that leg, I did the other before continuing upward to my groin. This was a little more difficult, but by putting each leg on the rim of the tub, I was able to lather my cock and balls and remove everything all the way down to my ass. I continued upwards, shaving my chest and underarms. Since I had never had that much hair on my chest anyway, this took no time at all. I rinsed myself off, and found a few spots I had missed, so I went back over everything until I was satisfied that all the offending hairs were removed. I got out of the tub and dried myself with a nice fluffy towel. I marveled at how different my body felt without the hair. I felt somehow more naked, more exposed than I had ever felt in my life. The dusting powder was right where Megan said it would be and I used the powder puff to coat my entire body with the sweet smelling powder. As I applied it to my groin, I marveled at how good the soft powder puff felt on my private parts. I couldn't help but begin to get an erection from the sensation. I took a moment to empty the tub and rinse the last vestiges of hair from the tub. I watched as these symbols of my manhood swirled down the drain. Content that I had followed this directive, I walked naked back to the computer for my next instruction.
