Consequences

I was doing a mature student's degree at college, but there was a lot of home study involved in it. Consequently, I spent a lot of time at home alone. I would masturbate once or twice a day, and then I became curious about cross dressing. I started taking my wife's panties out of the laundry basket and wearing them while I was 'studying'. My mistake was to take photographs of myself and save them on the computer. After a few months, I became satisfied and had gone as far as I wanted, so I deleted all of the photos I had taken. One day we were looking for some photos we had taken on holiday and suddenly, right there on the screen, was a picture of a pair of panties with a cock head sticking out of the top! "They're MY panties!" my wife exclaimed. "That's YOU wearing them! What the hell are you playing at?" I quickly cleared the screen and mumbled something about it being nothing and it was only a one-off. "I'll decide if it's a one-off," she said firmly. "Right then, go and pick out your favourite pair of my panties and come back in here wearing only them." I was stunned and just sat there. "Go on, I haven't got all day!" I could tell she was deadly serious so I went to our bedroom. I opened her underwear drawer and started to look through the sexy lingerie and realised there was nothing in there that was going to cover my embarrassment. I chose a pair of baby-blue bikini briefs, stripped off and put them on. I had no worries that my cock would be poking out of the top this time! Cringing with embarrassment I went back into the living room. "Stand up straight. If you want to wear my panties then at least show them off properly. That's better. Turn around. Bend right over. Good. Stand up again and turn around. Now, spread your legs and pull the panties up tight, I want to see your balls hanging out of each side. Excellent. You know, you don't look half bad in them; maybe I should keep you in them. Hmm, something's missing what else should you be wearing?" With a sick feeling in my stomach, I answered, "stockings?" "Exactly! Off you go and put some on." I won't deny that I couldn't help feeling sexy as I pulled each stocking up my legs. I went back into the living room and my wife told me to come and stand beside her. Then she did what I used to do to her; she stroked her hand up my leg, over the stocking top and slid her fingers into 'my' panties. After a few moments of manipulation, my cock head was poking out of the top of the panties. "Ah, look who's popped out to see me." She pulled the panties down until my cock and balls were free, then she took my cock and guided it into her mouth. It didn't take long for me to cum and when she was finished, she pushed me away. "Stand over there," she said, and before I knew what she was doing, she had her phone out and was snapping away. "We've got your face on these, so you won't be able to deny what a perv you are. You're going to be my little sex toy now, so get used to it!" "Yes, Alice," I mumbled. "We'll go shopping tomorrow and get you some nice shoes, they will give you better posture."
I had hoped the whole thing was a bad dream, but next day we went into town to the shoe shop. We looked at the shoes and she chose a pair of white high heels with 'slave girl' thong fastenings. "These will go with anything," she announced brightly. When the sales assisstant came over, Alice asked if they had them in a size 7. The assistant was taken aback but said she would check. She came back carrying a box, smiling. "We had just this one pair," she said, handing them to my wife. Alice smiled and handed them to me. "Try them on, darling see if they fit." The assisstant seemed more embarrassed than me and hurried off saying to call her if we needed any help. Alice had made me wear pop-socks so that the shoes would fit properly and I sat down to put the shoes on. "They feel fine," I said, desperate to get out of the shop. "That's good. Now try them out up and down the aisle." I was horrified, but didn't dare to disobey. I tottered up the aisle and back, face burning, and only too aware of the sniggers and pointing fingers from the other shoppers. "Yes, I think they'll do. Take them off now and let's go and pay for them." The assisstant who had served us was on the till so she knew who they were for. "Let's get home now and you can show me the whole outfit " I slunk out of the shop behind my wife, trying to block out the giggles and outright laughter.
Back at at home, I was directed to go and get changed then come into the living room. I chose a pair of white nylon panties with lace edging to match the shoes, and a pair of tan stockings. I tied the shoes up and studied myself in the wardrobe mirror. I didn't think I looked bad, so I happily teetered to the living room on the unfamiliar heels. I nearly threw up in shock as I walked in to see Alice and Veronica, her friend from across the road, sitting on the sofa waiting for me! I instinctively tried to cover myself with my hands, but Alice snapped, "Stand up straight, and put your hands behind your back!" In a state of shock I obeyed. "What do you think, Veronica?" "God, you're right, it IS sexy!" "Come and give Veronica a closer look." I stood in front of them and Alice invited Veronica to help herself. She ran her hands up and down my stockings and, with Alice's encouragement, slid her fingers into my panties and fiddled with my cock and balls. "This is fantastic," Veronica said, "but how can I get Mike (her husband) to dress like this?" "Easy. Next time you find a pair of your panties with his cum in them, just confront him with it and don't let him talk his way out of it. Be firm. Another way would be to just hang on to them and bring him over here with them. I'll bring Pete (me) in dressed like this and you can challenge him to deny he's been jerking off into your panties. Don't worry, we'll get him to accept his sissy side! Anyway, he'll be a nice little playmate for Pete, won't he darling?" "Yes dear."

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