Enforced Transformations ~ Men Forced to Crossdress

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After a stronger and more intense second orgasm she climbed off of me then got to her feet, standing beside the bed. She planted her hands on her hips as she looked down at me. “You shouldn’t have stopped with just a bra and a pair of panties though!” She told me shaking her head. After all that, I was finally allowed to change into a comfortable soft nightie to relax if I could the rest of the night. I curled up on the coach because my stomach still ached and watched a movie.She was very excited to see all those clothes. So one day, without thinking much about it, she went in and bought everything she ever wanted. He is required to dress as a female as the penalty for losing a wager. I have no examples, but I feel certain that this has happened in both fiction and reality. I have been instructed by Mistress in very strong terms to tell everyone each month about my feminine period. My period this month is to last 3 days per Mistress. She was silent for a while. I could understand her reaction. I apologized to her for keeping such a secret from her. After that, she went to bedroom and we didn’t speak that whole night. I felt so bad about myself and I sat in the living room feeling so upset and embarrassed about my actions. I had no confidence to face her so I slept on the couch in the living room. http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2010/12/sissybilly_101229-012t.jpg)](http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2010/12/sissybilly_101229-012s.jpg)

I was actually a little frightened as I nodded my agreement. “Yes Karen.” I said as she stared down at me. She took a deep breath, then sat up. Mistress Rosemarie then said she did not know how much I had released, so therefore I would have to be given a full 2 quart enema again. I cried that she knew I always retained at least have after a minute, but she said too bad. She opened the clamp and the flood of enema fluid slammed through my system with even greater cramping. I was crying almost immediately and within 15 minutes I was begging to go to the Toilet again. As I came out from the kitchen, to my horror, my wife was standing there with a bra in her hand which somehow I had missed to hide. She looked quite angry and I was terrified. I just didn’t know what to tell her. She was staring at me to explain everything to her. That was how I was caught crossdressing by wife. She gently and cautiously slipped her hand under my dress, then moved it up onto my tummy. “I should make you wear a bra full time as well!” She said teasingly, as she slipped her hand under the lacy elastic waistband of my panties.I was bent over and the feminine enema nozzle was shoved roughly into my sissy vagina and I cried as they laughed at my discomfit. Then a pin was snapped on each nipple as I cried again as they giggled. I must have taken like thousand of photos and videos of me going around the house. I was too scared to go out in public but I did step out in the balcony at night fully dressed from head to toe. It was an exhilarating feeling. I dressed everyday for the whole week my wife was away and when it was time for her to return. I just got rid of all the stuffs that I brought and promised to never dress up again. When I went to the mall and passed by the women's underwear or lingerie stores I wanted to go in and see.