Once the truth was out, Naomi fully embraced it. Ken had told her the truth two weeks ago. He had shown her the secret wardrobe that he had possessed. He had everything, ranging from bras and miniskirts to complete feminine dresses. It did shock Naomi for a few moments. But then, she became mesmerized by his preferences in terms of fashion. The twenty-nine-year-old woman started to appreciate seeing her own boyfriend wearing something that she would have normally worn on a daily basis.
At twenty years of age, Ken would have been laughed at by his peers if they had ever known what he had done behind closed doors. Fortunately, he had someone that didn't frown at his indecent activities. One day, she watched him put on a dress. It was a combination of a black tank top and a white skirt that reached his knees. As soon as he showed it to her, Naomi couldn't help but give him a compliment. He looked absolutely stunning in that dress. It made him more of a woman. In fact, he could have been described as one if someone else had the chance to give him a thorough examination. Despite his short black hair, he had the correct kind of body. His short and slim exterior helped when wearing something that definitely didn't belong on a masculine figure.
Naomi's gaze never left her boyfriend's alternative appearance. Ken slowly swirled around and let his skirt soar as a result of the spinning motion. He even moved like a young woman. His delicate movements made Naomi feel grateful for having such a devoted companion by her side. She decided not to hesitate as she brought out her smartphone. She told Ken to smile as she took a few snapshots of him wearing that same dress. Ken happily obeyed as he posed for the camera app installed on Naomi's phone. At one point, he brought his tightened fists up to his chest like a timid creature. The lack of a distraction gave Naomi an opportunity to use her device to full effect.
Ken asked, "How do I look?"
Naomi had just finished with her snapshots. "Oh, you look gorgeous."
When midnight approached, Ken had already gone to bed. Naomi decided to stay up just a little longer. She began to use her laptop computer in the living room. The apartment had grown silent. At this time, the city of Moreno Valley was still being inundated with high temperatures, which lingered on during the late summer. Even when August was officially over a few days ago, the city and its inhabitants still had to force themselves to tolerate the hot dry air that settled in California's Inland Empire. Luckily, the air conditioning in the apartment still worked. Naomi had kept it on as she used her computer for a secret decision. She had become so enthralled by Ken's fixation that she had devised a little surprise for him.
She uploaded the original photos onto her computer. Then, she uploaded them on a website that she had used before. It wasn't an ordinary website. It had a specific purpose regarding human communication. She set up a page on the website and placed the photos at the top for users to see. People who visited the website would be able to see her boyfriend in the same dress as before. Next, Naomi wrote a brief description at the bottom. She made it clear on what she wanted to see. It only took one short paragraph to get her point across.
She finished in just under five minutes. Her page had already been completed. Now, the users would have a chance to have their ways with Ken. And Naomi couldn't wait to see it.
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When morning approached, she opened her laptop and checked the status on the website. She was pleased to learn that at least six men responded to her. She read the first private message. The man in question lived in the same city and vowed to give Ken a good time. Naomi rubbed her palms together. This was the jackpot that she had sought for. She replied to him, saying that she and her boyfriend would love to see him in the afternoon. She sent the reply and didn't tell Ken about it. She wanted it to be a surprise, and she hoped it would be a big one for both of them.
When the afternoon had finally arrived, she anticipated a knock on the door. She and Ken spent the day in their apartment. They did their own routines, but Naomi was the more enthusiastic one. She waited for the special moment. The silent suspense in the building almost gave her goosebumps.
And then, there was a knock on the door. Naomi almost gasped as she bounced up from her seat and grabbed Ken's arm. She dragged him into their bedroom and told him to wear the same black-and-white dress. Without questioning, Ken did what he was told. She ran for the front door and opened it.
Wesley was the same age as Ken. The main difference would be his body. He was clearly more muscular than Ken, and he didn't express any shame when he showed off his masculine traits. He wore blue jeans and a white shirt. Naomi wasn't disappointed. She led Wesley inside and brought him to the living room.
She called Ken and told him to come to the living room. She and Wesley waited for the young ladylike man to arrive. When he did, Ken was caught off-guard by the presence of another man. He almost stumbled with his eyes wide open.
Naomi gestured him to step forward. "Don't be shy. He's friendly. His name is Wesley. And he wants to know you more. And I mean, WAY more."
Wesley did indeed express a keen interest in Ken's hobby. He remarked, "Oh, you look even better than in those photos."
Ken asked, "What photos?"
Naomi giggled. "That's not important right now. Don't be afraid. He's not going to hurt you. It'll feel a little weird, but you'll learn to love it."
Ken grew timid. "What do you mean?"
Wesley was already growling at the other man. "Oh, you're making me feel hard right now."
Ken began to shiver. "Uh...do I really have that effect?"
Naomi pulled her boyfriend closer to Wesley. "Don't be shy. Wesley just wants something from you."
Wesley stared straight into the other man's eyes. It was a fierce stare, one that made Ken more astonished than usual.
Naomi stepped away. "Go ahead, Wesley. Show him what you got."
Ken took deeper breaths. He looked as though he had grown weak in the knees.
Wesley, on the other hand, couldn't stop smiling. He unzipped his jeans and said, "Take a look at this dick."
He pulled out his fully-loaded erection. Ken had his eyes wide open. Wesley's horizontal monument was long and thick. Naomi would have preferred to take it on her own, but that wasn't what she intended to do at this time. She watched as Wesley brought Ken down on his knees.
