Virgin Bride
Part I

by Jeanette


It was the first of October, 1996. I was 35 years old and my wife was 34. My name is Mike and hers is Joann. We've been married for 14 years now and have been having a wonderful time of it. Sure...we've had our moments. But overall it has been very satisfying and quite a bit of fun. At least I thought it was . But that was before I really new what fun was.

You see it was getting close to Halloween and we always did the party routine. We even won some prize money before. It was only two hundred and fifty dollars but it was second place. We had been everything from aliens to farmers to highway barrels. We were running out of ideas. That was when Joann came up with the best idea ever.

"Mike, why don't we do something totally outrageous. Why don't we go as a Bride and Groom?"

Joe, What is so great about that idea. Everyone will know who we are right off the bat. It doesn't require any creativity or preparation. There isn't any role to get into or to practice for. I can't imagine us winning anything with it....I don't get it babe."

"That's because your limiting yourself to thinking in the confines of the conventional. This would be the ultimate role for both of us if you gave it some thought."

"Well then out with it...What could possibly make that special."

With a big grin and some coy looks Joann prefaced her unveiling of her brainstorm, "Please don't say no right off the bat okay? Give the idea a chance. I really think you could do it well and so could I and we both could learn allot about each other......."

"Okay, Okay. I promise to listen to it. If it's that good then I think I have to ."

She again prefaced her stumbling start with a few looks that she knows I fall for whenever she wants something. I was putty in her hands as she began. "Well dear you see I um you and I we could just um play the part that wouldn't be normal for us. I could be the groom and you could be the bride."

I was shocked. "I'm not a fairy!! How could I play a bride. What would everyone say.?"(Secretly though I was a little intrigued by the idea and even a little excited So much so that I think I could feel my heart race a little. I never felt that when we went as highway barrels.)

"No problem dear. Not that you aren't masculine but you do have some time to learn the role and I could help you with your makeup and walk and you could help me with my image. Then when we get to the party we can decide whether or not to let our friends know. We could tell them we'll probably be there but not tell them as what. If we end up not wanting to tell them we'll just say we couldn't think of anything to be so we didn't go."

Joann sure was convincing enough especially in the excited state I was in. It didn't take anymore discussion to convince me. "Well I guess we could try it. But if I look silly its off okay?"

"YES, YES, YES! Thank you so much you'll be so cute and I can't wait to be the man of the house."

The next day we both went to work, or so I thought, until I came home. It was a Friday and my wife had taken a half day of vacation. When I walked in the door she already had dinner ready and said,

"Hurry up there cutie. We have a lot to do this weekend and we need to get started."

Joann poured me a glass of Cabernet and went to take the Filets off the grill. We had a great meal, cleaned up the dishes and then Joann poured a couple of Margaritas she had already mixed up.

"Here is to Michele!" She said as she raised the crystal glass to meet mine. We tasted the salt off the rim and then sipped our drinks.

"What do you have up your sleeve? I suppose Michele is me? Can't I even pick out my own alter name?"

"Well, I suppose you could. I just thought Michele would be easy to remember. What else would you like to be called?"

"How about ..Oh I don't know I guess Michele is fine. Why do we have to do this already?". I whined but was actually glad we were going to do this tonight.

"Well we have to get your skin used to being shaved and get you to walk right and train your waist and get you used to shoes and fit a wedding dress and any more questions silly?"

"Okay , Okay. Then lets get started."

"Okay I'm glad you agree. Now first thing you need to do is take this cream and apply it to everywhere you have hair. Start where its the heaviest. Leave the area where your bikini will be alone and just shave that. While your doing that I'll get your other things ready." Joann gave me the cream , Slugged down her drink and went off to get her other things she was talking about . She went out to the garage so I guessed she must have been shopping today too.

I took off my clothes and did as she instructed. The cream smelled bad but went on easily. When I was finished I shouted to Joann to find out what to do next. The cream was burning my skin a little in a few places.

Joann replied, "Just stand there for a few more minutes then take a washcloth and get in the shower and scrub it all off."

I did just that and I couldn't believe what happened. My leg hair and arm hair and chest hair all came running off my body with the water from the shower! My skin felt slick and slippery as the soft water slid over my newly sensitized skin. I finished washing and shampooing and climbed out of the shower. When I went into the bedroom I couldn't believe my eyes.

On the bed was a complete woman's outfit(sexy) with a real human hair wig, stockings shoes earrings and all sorts of underwear and accessories.

"Oh my God! What is all of this?"

"Why this is Micelles first couple of outfits. These are for you to get used to your role before we get you in a wedding dress. Lets see how well you did on removing you hair."

Joann inspected me and pointed out a couple of stubborn areas which she sent be back in the bathroom to clean up with a razor. After that she instructed me to shave my face first with the electric razor and then with a double track razor. Then I was to dry my hair and come out.

When I did she gave me some lotion to put on all over. Joann had changed into some men's jeans and tee shirt with some work boots on. She had put on something to hold her breasts tight against her so the didn't show . She was slicking down her short hair when I finished with the lotion. "All done dear" I cheered to her.

"That's perfect dear." Next she spritzed some pretty smelling perfume on me and powdered my legs and chest and back with a smooth powder in the same scent. As she was doing so she noticed some blemishes on my legs and put some makeup on those areas and made them disappear. Then she had me sit on the bed . Joann put some tissues between each of my toes and painted the nails a hot pink color.

"Now let that dry while I do your face up" Joann chirped.

I could feel the brush on my brows as she shaped them. She tweezed out a couple of strays and went on to the next item. Joann pulled out some false eyelashes, put one against my eye to see if it was a good size and then proceeded to glue them on. Some mascara completed the lashes. Then Joann applied a heavy white cover cream to my beard area and mustache area and rubbed it backwards against the grain till it blended in. Then a colored foundation was applied. She then outlined my lips in a b

"Can I see what you've done yet?" I pleaded.

"No way babe! You aren't fully feminized yet! She commanded.

She undid a pair of suntan lace top thigh highs and showed me how to roll them on. I did so and then she had me put on a pair of black lace panties with a satin lining. After that she stood me up and put on a corset. She pulled it tight with the laces in back."

"Sit down for a while so I can put these nails on you and then we can see how the corset feels and whether we can take it a little tighter."

As she did my nails I wondered at the new feelings I was having. The slippery feel of my seductive little panties. The slick smooth feel of my legs in the luscious hose. The slight but pleasant feel of the corset around my waist and rib cage. It was the most sensuous feeling to be in woman's clothes. It's a wonder all women aren't continuously aroused. Of course most women these days don't wear anything like these clothes. Jeans and loose tops being what seem to be the most popular attire f

Joann finished my nails and slipped a matching black bra on me and inserted some weighted pads to fill it out. It fit beautifully and felt even better. Then Joann tightened my corset a little more She the gave me a Pink cotton button down blouse to put on. I did and she helped me with the backward buttons on it. Then she had me put on a black leather mini skirt that was about fifteen or sixteen inches long on. After that she belted the waist with a gold chain belt . Matching clip on dangly

"Okay Michelle. Its time for the unveiling and I must say you look marvelous. Your five foot six , one hundred and thirty five pound frame is very fitting for a girl. You make the perfect sissy! With some practice no one will ever know your a sissy boy! Now stand up oh I almost forgot." With that Joann clasped a dainty gold bracelet about my ankle and slipped some gold wrist bracelets over my pretty pink nails and up onto my wrist. She then clasped a ladies watch on and put a couple of rings on.

"There finished! Go and look in the mirror on the door."

As I stood I wobbled a little but it wasn't to difficult to walk. Not as bad as I thought it would be the way women always complain about heels. I had to walk in little step due to the tightness of the skirt. When I turned the door I couldn't believe it myself. Behind those eyes was me but what I saw was a startlingly pretty leggy girl in a very hot looking outfit. I brought my hand to my face and saw the flash of my nails and rings.

"Wow!! I can't believe it! I shouted. I then realized there was a problem. My voice didn't match my appearance one bit. I tried to say it again but higher. Joann said not to worry. She new how to get my voice right and that we could work on that later.

"Michele, why don't you be a good girl and go make us a couple of more Margaritas. I'll join you in the den."

With that I went out of the bedroom and downstairs to the bar where I mixed us some drinks. I put on some classical music then decided on some Madonna instead. I sat on the bar stool and crossed my legs waiting for my transformer to come down. When she did she came clomping down the stairs in her boot. She smelled of men's aftershave and had darkened her chin and under her nose to resemble a beard line. It was astonishingly good. She wasn't the most masculine man, but I never was either I must admit, but she did look like a man.

"What do you think Michele?" Joann queried as she lifted herself onto the barstool and turned it to face me. As she did she ran her hands up and down my hose covered legs. From my ankles to my lace tops.

"I think this was a great idea. I think we'll win. You look very convincing." I said as she grabbed my shoe and pointed my toe.

"Always point you toe dear. It makes your legs look prettier. Although they are very sexy anyway. Now I want you to make sure to call me Joe when I dress this way too. Okay princess?"

"Of course Joe", I said I sipped my drink as daintily as I could and noticed a slight bit of pink on the rim of my glass from my lips. My pretty nails made my fingers looks thin and feminine as they held the Margarita.

"Okay my little sissy. Now we need to get you some confidence. Drink up that drink and we can go build it ."

"How might I ask are we to do that?"

"You can ask but you can't turn it down. By the way I saw you bulging when the skirt slid up your thighs I'm sure you would like to do this some more. If you refuse to do anything I ask I will force you to either do something more scary or not let you dress this way again. Do you understand?" Joe was being very commanding if you couldn't' tell.

"Oh all right. How am I supposed to fix my voice?"

"I'll tell you that on the way". Joe then passed me a pocket book with a shoulder strap in black leather. I looked inside and there were all assortment of makeup, some cash, an extra pair of stockings glasses and perfume, cigarettes and a lighter.

"Take these. We need to tuck that bulge better and then we can go."

Joe took me back upstairs and had me tuck myself back under and up into a lycra thong. Then I put my panties back on.

"That's better. I'll get my coat and we can go."

We left the house. I could feel the cool of the fall air against my legs and whisping up my skirt. I listened to the click of my heels as we walked to the car down our driveway."

"I'll drive" Joe said as she opened the passenger door and held it for me. I slid onto the leather of the seat adjusting my skirt as I had seen Joann do many a time. I could feel the leather against my legs. I buckled my seat belt and it pressed gently against my breasts. The corset held my back comfortably straight. I took my perfume out of the purse and gave a squirt on one wrist then touched it to the other. I misted my thigh. The smell made me feel as I looked. Totally feminine and se

Joe started the car leaned over and gave me a kiss and felt my leg. "You make a very pretty date dear I'm so proud to show you off. I hope I can keep all the boys away from you. At least for a while."

"Boys?" I squeaked?

What will happen next to Michelle and Joe? What do you think should happen? Let me know what you thought of the story and where you think it should go. Send e-mail to Jeanetttes @AOL.com

To be Continued

© 1997 Jeanette & Michelle Johnson