MissMorrigan
by on December 29, 2018
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Once somethings happen they can never be undone or negated, no matter how bad we may want to. A classic case is be careful what you wish for. The following is such a case, so beware boys…beware the power of your words and how they could affect you.

It turned into a lazy afternoon when Mike Osmond came home from work on that overly hot summer day, on a Friday no less.Putting away his briefcase he disappeared into the bedroom to get shed of his cumbersome work clothes. reaching into a nearby drawer, he chooses a pair of his customary pink frilly panties. Customary because panties are becoming something that he looks forward to when he gets off work. It isnt shameful per se for him, it soothes and helps him unwind. But, recently he has taken his submissive sissy tendencies a bit further than his wife could ever realize. he had went out and bought a pink and white french maid outfit, white stockings and pink mary janes. he also had bought a cute curly blond wig to go with his sissified ensemble. As he hastily tried to undress to put on his long sought after attire, the phone rang. The person on the other end was his wife letting him know that she would be late getting home from work so he could plan dinner accordingly. He hung up the phone and finished getting all pretty and dressed up before starting on fixing dinner.

AS he flounced about preparing dinner that night Mike reveled in the feeling of the fabric of his frilly crinoline underskirt as it brushed against his silky white nylons. His dirty little cock locked up tightly underneath with a cb 6000 and a small masterlock attached ensuring its closure. The key to which hung around his wifes neck as would be only befitting a true bitch like him. Mike began to vacuum the living room floor when all of a sudden he heard a car in the driveway and started to panic. he had fully intended to be undressed by the time his wife came home that evening. His heart raced as he ran for the bedroom to undress. no sooner had he reached the bedroom door and slipped inside than the front door opened and his wife came inside bellowing his name. When she didnt see him immediately she began walking through the house calling his name, only semi worried that she hadnt seen him thus far.

Mike’s wife Amanda was an understanding woman but he thought as he tried to remove all his frilly clothing that she wouldnt be ready for this. Maybe in the near future, but not right that minute. He thought he would have a heart attack as he tried to shove the clothing into a corner of the closet in their bedroom. Just as he was closing the closet door Amanda came walking through the bedroom door. Mike snapped around quickly releasing his grip on the closet doorknob. Looking a bit sheepish he said to his wife. “Oh, you are home earlier than planned”. Dinner isnt ready he said. Smirking Amanda stood there just looking at Mike standing there in nothing but a pair of frilly pink rumba panties. Giggling she inquired of the rest of his clothes. He tried to lie and say he spilled wine on them, but he could tell she didnt readily believe him. She always had an uncanny sense of when he was being untrue with her. He could tell almost immediately that this would not end well for him.

Mike walked across the room to the smaller closet and rifled through some tshirts and shorts before hastily grabbing one of each. He walked over to the bed and began putting them on. Mike told Amanda as he was pulling the shirt over his head that dinner wasnt ready for her to eat yet. Amanda nodded and began taking off her workclothes and heels. Grabbing her tshirt nightgown, she went into the bathroom to get dressed. Amanda removed her makeup and came back into the bedroom to put her shoes away. Just as she was reaching down to pick up her heels she had worn that day, she noticed a pair of white silky pantyhose on the floor next to the bed. Pretty sure he wasnt having an affair she picked them up off the floor and turned to face him. Mike pulled up his shorts over his panties and started for the bedroom door. Amanda cleared her throat which gave him room to pause in his tracks. He turns to her and asks if everything is ok. She forcefully produces the pair from behind her back and Mike looks like he could have fainted right on the spot.

Mike diverts his eyes and makes a break for the door once again, but Amanda stops him. She asks him if there is anything he would like to tell her. Sheepishly he looks at her and says “not really”. “so you have progressed from panties to panty hose..whats next a dress?” Mike still staring at the floor asks to be excused and Amanda lets him leave for the kitchen. While Mike is in the kitchen preparing dinner, Amanda starts going through the hamper and dresser drawers. So far she finds nothing. But once she opens the closet she starts moving things around and off to one side then the other. After only about a minute she finds the frilly pink maids outfit and almost petal pink mary janes. She pauses for a moment then begins to smile wickedly. A plan starts to form in her head, a rather wicked plan. She begins to wonder how she could not have foreseen this.

She hypothesizes that since he wants to dress like a sissy maid, he will be treated like one. He will be treated like one fully and all that entails.

Service for a sissy does not stop at mere meals she thought to herself. Poor Mike was in for a rude awakening or maybe she would be amazed as well. Making sure her things were properly put away, Amanda grabs her cell phone and plops down soundly on the couch in the living room. Mike appears from the kitchen and hands her a martini with two olives and one cocktail onion. Mike swiftly returns to the kitchen with his heart still racing laps in his chest to finish making dinner. Amanda takes a sip of her drink and then proceeds to call someone. Keeping her tone down, she speaks softly so as to not alert her sissified husband of anything. She cannot believe that she hasnt had this idea before. Amanda hangs up her phone and giggles loudly as she lays it on the coffee table. The one giggle is just enough to put a slight shiver down Mike’s spine, and quite possibly not in the good way.

Mike is taking a portion of dinner out of the oven when he is startled by the doorbell. The butterflies return to his stomach as Amanda goes to answer the door. He hears the door close and spins around to see a rather large chested, obviously alpha male sitting with his wife on the couch. He cant hear what they are saying but he can just imagine it isnt good, good for him at least. The laughter gets louder and louder. Giggling unnerving to the point Mike almost drops a few glasses while he prepares them to put on the table. He hurries trying to set the table and get all the food there. He sets two places but none for himself. He always eats last if there is any left. His two protein shakes drunk during the course of his day should suffice for the most part. The table has been set and he informs Amanda. With a wicked grin on her face she informs her buff pal of what she found in the bedroom in the closet stuffed hastily in there. He laughs and whispers a suggestion in her ear. Mike rolls his eyes nad looks to the floor waiting to be dismissed. No such luck this time old boy. Amanda looks at him and tells him to retrieve every single one of the items and bring them into the living room. Gritting his teeth he does as told.

One by one Amanda lifts each item up for her companion to see. He laughs at literally every one. “Now you will stand in front of us and put on every single item to our satisfaction.” “Do not intentionally go slow or there will be other consequences.”

Amanda and her companion keep their dialogue going, slightly peeking at Mike to see his progress. They move closer and closer to each other whispering and giggling until the inevitable happens and they kiss. Slightly upset Mike snags his pretty silky hose as he pulls them on. He sits down and puts the cute little mary janes on. His mind is a flurry of emotions, mostly mad at himself for getting caught. His humiliation apparent as he stands there in his full outfit. Amanda and her companion howly loudly like hyenas upon seeing him. “You arent done just yet, I have a special surprise for you.” Amanda reaches behind the couch and produces a black plastic bag. She reaches into the bag and begins to lay items on the coffee table.

Mike almost cries as each item gets laid down. A curly blond wig. A bright red lipstick. Some eyeshadow and eyeliner. Blush and foundation. She tells mike to go get a nice dining room chair. He quickly complies. She instructs him to set down in it. With a deep breath he sits down as his frilly underpinning leaks out from under his outfit. Hands at his side as Amanda puts the wig on his head. Stretching to one side then the other til she gets it just right. With a pursed looked upon his face Mike glances over at his companion who is just loving this. Mike is worried he will get into trouble if they dont eat on time, but there is still a few surprises he doesnt have one iota of a clue about.

What do you think will happen next?………