Sissy Boiwife and her Man

Note: All characters in this story are above age 20

I touched up my pink candy lipstick for one last time and made sure that the leather straps of my pink high heels were as secure as the straps of my hot pink bra that securely held my C cup breast forms under this dress. Ah this dress, a sexy floral one in black and pink. It was his gift. He wanted me to seem more like a classy 1970s house wifey. But thats what I was, a submissive little boiwife for him. Just then the doorbell rang and I put one foot in front of the other and minced my way to open it. He was standing there, same as always in a gym shirt and jeans. A musky manly scent emanated from his 7 foot tall jacked muscular body. Even when perched atop my high heels, I still looked tiny in front of him. I was so anxious now. I hoped to god that he loved the outfit I was wearing from the princess bow hairband on my head to the very bottom of my pointy high heels. I didn't say a word but just stared down at my huge boobs hoping he would make the first move and gurl he did. He didn't wait for me to invite him inside. Instead, he just charged inside the door and took me into his huge paws. But he was pretty gentle about it, gentle and firm. He held me not like he holds his opponents while wrestling, but more like a delicate flower that must be preserved and protected. Having to look up at his towering stature made me feel so girly and weak, my locked clitty just leaked like a faucet thinking about what he could do to me if he wasn't gentle. But he was!

Suddenly he lifted me up to meet his eye level, used his paw to hold both of my hands over my head, poked his enormous knee in between my thighs to separate my legs and then kissed me squarely on the mouth. Even if I hadn't loved it, I would still have no choice, for in this submissive position, I was locked. So I did what all other women do for their big strong men and reciprocated. My pink lips were soft and smelled of cotton candy while his were manly and rubbery. It could have gone on forever but then suddenly he let go of me and I almost fell down to the floor. I straightened the seam of my skirt and he started talking

"You ready for it baby?"

"Oh yes honey. I have been waiting for this moment all week" I said almost sobbing with anticipation

"Then lets do it. Btw you look sexy as fuck in this dress. You are the prettiest girlboy I have ever seen"

I had no answer for this sudden compliment. Atleast not from my mouth. But my clitty was training in its cage and I could feel a strong wetness in my pink satin panties.

He started removing his pants. He was a practical hard man who wasted no time, unlike the soft emotional me. But I abruptly put my delicate hand on his belt and stopped him. He took my painted nails in gently in his arm and looked at me puzzled

"Wait a sec. I have to go pee" I said softly

He understood and then watched my ass as I strutted my way to the toilet. Once inside, I felt a wave of emotions wash over me. Finally I was ready. I was ready to lose my virginity to a real man. After today, I might dress up in men's clothes or appear as a man to society but I would have no right to call myself male. I would belong completely to this man. Even an average girl on the street would be more masculine than me. Like those girls don't devote their lives to be a pleasing pink little eye candy for real men. Quickly I lowered my panties, hiked up my skirt and sat down to pee like a lady. I had been right before. I could see a shining little drop of pre cum ooze out of my pink cage and fall into the water below. Then another. This time I gently put my finger to the cage and scooped it up before depositing it in my mouth. It tasted watery and a bit sweet but definitely feminine. Although the cage forced me to pee sitting down like women, I had been peeing like a girl for years. It was just natural to me at this point. I wasn't a real man so didn't deserve to pee like them. Even in public toilets, I patiently waited for my turn in the stalls.

BAM BAM BAM

My thoughts were disturbed by him banging on the door of the toilet. "Baby how much more. I want to show you something big. Come out sissy" he shouted.

I hurriedly finished peeing, washed my hands, put on some more strawberry scent on my dress and then prepared to go out the door towards my new life as a real woman.

But wait. You must be wondering who is this man or how this story started? Well let me take you back.