Another implausable story of how a man ends up living the life of a woman.
Based on an idea given me by Angela Myers. Thank you.

Another one from the archives. I don't usually like domination type tales, but I wrote this in an attempt to see what I could do. If you like this theme I hope you enjoy it.

Now I always thought myself a normal regular bloke, nice house, nice car, pretty wife etc. but this past year things have got very interesting.

Our friend and generally sweet little old lady, Edith had had her fashion show with her unusual models, it had been a great success, but what of the future. How would the five men react to their experience, how would the wives respond to seeing their 'men' in frocks.
This postscript I hope answers some of those questions.

It all started quite innocently, my sister Leah was getting engaged, well she had got engaged and was now into the preparation for letting people know how things were between her and John.

My name is Keane Smith.
I like to sing.
I like going to bars with friends.
I did not know I would like the new life these pleasures introduced me to.

How far would you go?
Where is your line that you will not cross?
Are there any restriants on you?
At what point do you say stop?

The association started by accident really. Two gay friends, one Gareth a big rugby player, who played at a pro level, and runs a successful property business and has a very confident almost arrogant attitude but is smart enough to know how to use charm to get what he wants. The other Max, is completely the opposite, slight build, did cross country as a schoolboy and knew how to compete but stopped when he left school. His hero is his mother, she has always been there for him, worked to fit around his childhood, was always a stylish woman he was proud to be seen with as he grew past those awkward puberty years. His work career had never really taken off, college qualifications in media studies does not help in the real world, his interests were in art and creating visually interesting effects. When he meet Gareth he was working at a supermarket check out.

This association only accepts men who prefer to be ladies, so certain standards are required so everyone realises it is serious and not part time. some of the rules are to stop easy swapping between gender, others for pleasure.
The work can be in any sort of environment, and you should dress according to that place.
The ultimate goal of all members is to live in the world unsuspected, to enjoy the role of a lady, to be desirable to men and be immersed in a life of femininity.

Marriages break down for all sorts of reasons. Micheal and Sandra are doubtful for counselling and reconciliation

Dear Michael

I do hope you are able to read this letter before you hear someone knocking on the door, it will help you understand why you are in a strange room lying face down with your ankles locked with handcuffs to the bed and a gag in your mouth.

I mean who would have predicted my mother knew I was playing with her clothes, that she would encourage me to walk about the house in heels and a skirt, that she would take me out dressed as a girl and buy me alcohol, that she would set me up with my best friend so that we end up in bed together, finishing off the adventure with my first sexual encounter.

That is cruising as on a ship not on the look out for a woman of the night. Shame on you if you thought such things. :)

Rob and Paul had been friends for many years, they had been to college together, had at one time worked together, but mostly they just spent time with each other, going to a match, going to the gym, spending a weekend walking in the hills. Just fairly ordinary pursuits, for a couple of blokes. They also went on holiday together, this was usually an activity holiday, skiing, sailing, surfing, cycling, whatever took there fancy and they had not done before.

Reading BIG CLOSET Can Have Implications

I am sure if you are reading this, then you have enjoyed some of the Big Closet stories. Well my tale started when my wife and I were surfing and came across the site, just following links and curious to see what is out there, but we returned to it on a few occasions and read some quite interesting pieces.

To be honest we got lucky, we read the brief intros and found ones that did not offend us very often. There are some sad people and some others who really should be looking for help if there lives or fantasises are really as told.

It was Saturday midday, we had been cleaning the house and shopping for groceries, and now it was time for a break, some lunch and read a paper.

As we ate Emma looked at me and laughed, ‘Only just realized we are dressed identically again, jeans, trainers, brown fleece top, both got pony tails.’

She was still giggling when I said ‘so what? I just picked what was to hand.’