Dr. Bliss

By Pamela

(pamelapamela@hotmail.com)

Henry sat in the psychiatrists office next to his wife Linda listening to Dr. Winona Bliss welcoming them to her sex therapy practice. “Couples like yourself that come to me have surmounted the first and most difficult step in therapy – they’ve gotten the courage to come see me! Now we can do the easy steps which is getting your sex life hitting highs of satisfaction that you never knew existed!”

All well and good Henry thought, except for the fact it was Linda’s and only Linda’s idea to come here. She’s the one who’s bored with sex with him. He hasn’t had a problem with their sex. It’s puzzling for him because he’s agreed to do everything Linda wants in bed to make her happy. They do doggy style whenever she wants it. He gives her cunnilingus until his jaw aches. He’s bought every toy she thought she might want. Apparently, none of these steps has gotten her sufficiently satisfied so now she thinks they need a sex counselor to figure out ways to make their sex life more thrilling.

“I’ve heard such wonderful things about you Dr. Bliss,” Linda said. “I’m excited to see what Henry and I can learn here.”

“And you, Henry?” Dr. Bliss asked.

“Linda said in this office you’re going to create the perfect conditions for Linda and me to have sex. Is that true?”

“Yes, Henry. I have access to everything and anything a couple might need or desire to have perfect sex. We create that situation right here and then you guys reproduce that at home and voila you’ll have perfect sex at home.”

“This will be so cool!” Linda said.

“You mean we’re going to have sex here? In front of you?”

“Possibly,” Dr. Bliss laughed. “Are you nervous about that?”

“I’ve never been watched having sex …”

“I’m a doctor. It’s like when you go to your urologist he examines your penis, he puts his fingers up your butt to feel your prostate, does he not?”

“Yeah.”

“Doctor’s are used to looking at intimate aspects of people as part of their professional work. So you have no cause to be self-conscious if I end up watching you and Linda make love.”

Linda laughed and Henry said, “What’s so funny?”

“It’s so cute to see how shy you are.”

“Now that we’ve cleared that up let’s start with you, Linda. What is the problem as you see it?”

“For the last few years …”

“Excuse me, Linda. You should talk directly to Henry speaking in first person. Make this very personal.”

“Oh, okay. Henry,” Linda said facing him on the sofa, “I love you and you know that I do. That’s why I wanted to come here to strengthen that love.”

“I love you …”

“Pardon me, Henry. You just listen here. This is all about Linda sharing with you.”

“Sorry.”

“Continue Linda,” Dr. Bliss said.

“I want to strengthen our love. I’ve always loved the fact that you’re not the cave man type. As I’ve told you many times, I don’t like macho guys, musclebound men. Men that are aggressive or alpha males, men that feel that they have to win everything and be superior to women. That’s not me!”

Henry was squirming in his seat wanting to talk but held back.

“I know that you’re wanting to say that you haven’t any of the masculine traits I just described and I agree with you. You’re not a masculine man, Henry, as you know. Biceps? Abs? Pecs? Calves? Yes, you’ve got those muscles but so do I and we know there isn’t much difference between yours and mine as far as that goes. I say this because I want to make it clear that I don’t find you to be anything more than minimally masculine!”

“I got it – I’m not much of a man – thank you very much,” Henry interjected sarcastically.

“Ssh!” Dr. Bliss said. “Don’t interrupt!”

Linda collected her thoughts and continued, “You see, the problem for me is not that you’re too masculine but rather that you need to do a better job of hiding the little bit of masculinity that you have.”

Hiding his masculinity, Henry thought. Does she want me to be castrated?

“Congratulations, Linda!” Dr. Bliss said. “So very interesting and clear and I bet it gets right at the heart of your frustration with Henry.”

“I’m sure it does,” Linda said, smiling.

Henry watched the two women congratulate themselves. What in the world did Dr. Bliss think was clear? The two women were so cozy with each other he wondered if a conspiracy of some sort existed between them.

“Can I say something?” Henry said.

“Yes, Henry. Now is the time for you to respond. Linda will listen to your thoughts on what she just said. But first repeat back to us what you take from her statement so we can be sure you understand what she’s saying.”

“Okay, it’s not complicated. She says I’m not overly masculine but I don’t do enough to hide the masculinity that I do have.”

“Do you agree Linda that Henry has spoken accurately?”

“Yes he has.”

“Good. So let’s hear what you have to say to Linda.”

“The obvious question is – how am I supposed to hide my flimsy masculinity?”

“I didn’t call it flimsy,” Linda said. “You’re not taking this seriously, Henry.”

“Right,” Henry said, “if my masculinity was flimsy it would imply that at least I have some masculinity.”

“Henry!” Linda exclaimed.

“All right, all right. How do I hide the little masculinity that I have?”

“Soften it,” Linda said.

“What does that mean?” Henry asked.

“For example, say we’re going to have sex. We undress right? Well, I look over at you, and you’re wearing your boxers. Thick cotton, devoid of sexuality. The boxers are masculine – they create a masculine presence for you that’s even more than your actual masculinity. I’d like you to soften that.”

“How do I do that? Is this a laundry issue? Should my boxers be cleaned with fabric softener?”

“Henry,” Dr. Bliss interjected. “It’s not productive for you to lapse into sarcasm. Listen carefully to Linda and you’ll find out what she desires. This is the valuable work that we’re doing here but it will only happen if you take it seriously.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Henry said, and to Linda he added. “Please explain what I should do.”

“You should wear panties, for example. I wear panties and you’ve often admired how sexy they are. It would be nice if I could have the same sort of pleasure from looking at you wearing panties.”

“Huh?”

“The pleasure of seeing pretty panties. Instead of your dull boxers. It’s a question of removing the masculinity of your boxers.”

Henry laughed. “Me in panties?”

“Why are you laughing? It is an obvious way you can show your sincerity in pleasing me in bed. Wear panties just like I do.”

“Wear panties like you do?”

“Are you hard of hearing, Henry? Yes. That would soften your masculinity in the way I’m suggesting. Actually, who’s to say that your panties have to be like mine? It’s better that they be the kind of panties that I enjoy seeing you wearing.”

Henry looked back and forth between Linda and Dr. Bliss, until the latter said, “I sense you have a problem with wearing panties. Do you?”

“A problem?” I said. “I’ve never thought about wearing panties.”

“So you have no objection to wearing panties?” Dr. Bliss asked.

“I don’t know … I’m a little lost here. I wasn’t expecting this …”

“Which is why this therapy is so useful,” Dr. Bliss said. “It’s allowing you and Linda to get to the real nitty gritty of your joint sexuality. You’ve been sexually happy but Linda hasn’t and now we’ll create an environment in which both of you are happy. Your sex will go through the roof once you get Linda on board.”

“Right, you’ve made that point.” Henry said, getting a bit frazzled.

“Can I see Henry in some panties?” Linda asked.

“Sure,” Dr. Bliss said. “Henry, I’m going to need you to try on some panties so Linda can find out exactly what she wants.”

“Here?” Henry asked.

“Where else? Like I said, we’re setting up the perfect sexual environment for your love making. You’ll then be able to imitate it at home.”

“Right,” Henry said.

“Come with me, Linda,” Dr. Bliss said and she and Linda went into an adjoining room.

Inside the room were the props that Dr. Bliss used to craft the perfect sexual scenarios for her clients. Linda looked though a large assortment of panties of all kinds. Many were lacy confections in sexy shades of pink, blue, and other pastel colors. “Oh, wow,” Linda said, “this is so cute.” She held up a dainty, lacy, panty and admired it. She kept on looking at other panties and admired a few more in particular until she held up a pink panty that contained rows of lacy ruffles across the derriere. “This one is perfect. Exactly what I’d like Henry to wear. It’s so sexy!”

Henry could hear all that Linda had said to Dr. Bliss. He couldn’t imagine what this magic panty looked like. The one that she thought was perfect and sexy. A minute later Linda came out of the room and handed the bright pink panty with rows of lacy ruffles to Henry. He nearly fainted with surprise. “This is the panty you want me to wear?”

“Yes, Henry. I’m certain. It is absolutely perfect.”

Dr. Bliss pointed to a door and said to Henry, “That door there is the changing room. Take your clothes off and come back wearing just the panties. Linda needs to get a good look at you.”

“You want me to go into the changing room and come out wearing just these panties?” Henry said.

“Yes, you heard me correctly,” Dr. Bliss said.

“How am I supposed to do that?” Henry said.

“Do you need help putting on panties?,” Dr. Bliss said. “The label goes in the back where the ruffles are. They’re very much like putting on boxers, but I can help you if you need it.”

Henry couldn’t tell if Dr. Bliss was being sarcastic or seriously treating him as if he was a toddler.

“C’mon Henry,” Linda said. “I’m anxious to see you wearing them.”

“You don’t find this weird?”

“Henry, you said you’d cooperate with Dr. Bliss when you agreed to come here.”

“Right, right, right, except I didn’t know … okay. The hell with it. I’m going to put on these panties and come back out.”

“Thank you, Henry,” Linda said.

In the dressing room after Henry’s clothes were off he held up the ruffled panty and stared at it. No panty could be more feminine than this one and yet Linda preferred it. She obviously wanted him to be feminine. He stepped into the panty and to his consternation found himself getting a boner. There was something thrilling about putting on the panty that he hadn’t counted on. It must have to do with the way the panty forced him to recognize some degree of femininity within himself. It was as if the panty was powerful and so dominant as to conquer his masculinity. The more Henry thought about this, the bigger and more rigid his boner became. The front of the panties was poking out and he was too embarrassed to face the women like that.

While Henry waited for his boner to subside he heard muffled talking between Linda and Dr. Bliss. He put his ear to the door and was able to faintly make out their conversation. Dr. Bliss was asking Linda whether she has lesbian impulses. Linda said that she did but that she could never give up the fun that a nice boner provided for her. Henry distinctly heard her laugh and say, “The ideal for me would be a girl with a dick.” Henry reeled with this insight. Since girls with dicks don’t generally exist, Linda was going to make him into one. Panties was the first step. What else was she going to make him wear? A bra?

Henry’s boner had subsided partially due to his revelations about Linda’s intention. He opened the door a little and stuck his head out. “I’m wearing just the panty.”

“Don’t be shy Henry. Come on out,” Dr. Bliss said. “Let’s have a look.”

Henry stood timidly in front of the two ladies. For reasons he couldn’t figure out, he felt his boner returning to full mast. It was having a hard time negotiating the front of the panties. He wanted to use his hand to rearrange it more comfortably but that would only draw attention to it. “Is this what you want Linda?” Henry asked.

“It’s so cute!” Linda said. “Yes, this is perfect, Henry. Not only does it excite me but obviously it excites you too!”

“You mean that?” Henry said, pointing to his boner. “I have no idea why it’s doing that!”

Dr. Bliss laughed and said, “Henry, I’m pretty sure we all know why it’s doing that!”

“Don’t fight it Henry,” Linda said. “It’s telling you that your ruffly panties are very sexy!”

“Whatever,” Henry said. He was fast accepting the fact that no matter what he said or did or felt, Linda and Dr. Bliss were going to be way ahead of him. They’ll have answers for any question he has and they’ll have an argument about why he should cooperate with them. He laughed inwardly at the thought that he was going to be inexorably forced by the two of them into being a girl with a dick! He told himself that he should run from the office. Run for his life! But there was a power in the two women that unnerved him. It was as if he was being helplessly shackled in place. That was the right emotion: helplessness. He felt helpless. Moribund to stop the two women from advancing their master plan. He laughed again realizing that his penis was obviously a traitor to his cause. His dick was enjoying what was happening.

“What else would you like Henry to do?” Henry heard Dr. Bliss asking Linda.

Here it comes, thought Henry and then bingo Linda said, “I’d like Henry to wear a bra. I guess a lacy pink one that matches his ruffly panties.”

Henry didn’t even flinch. He was so sure that was going to be Linda’s next request. “I know the perfect bra to match the panty,” Dr. Bliss said. She went into her prop room and reappeared shortly with a lavish full cup pink bra that was as feminine as the ruffly panty.

“What a pretty set!” Linda said. “I can’t wait to see Henry in the bra and panty! Go ahead Henry put on the bra.”

Dr. Bliss handed the bra to Henry and he stood rigidly holding it and wondering if he should refuse.

“Henry,” Dr. Bliss said, “what are you waiting for?”

“I’m not sure how appropriate this is …”

“Let’s not go there, Henry,” Dr. Bliss said. “Women wear pants. Do you think they should refuse to wear them? What about all the employers who have a dress code in which women must wear bras to work? In your mind that’s obviously wrong. Have you ever complained about that?”

Henry’s mind was getting all tangled up in what Dr. Bliss was saying. “What? Me complain about women being forced to wear bras?”

“Yes. If women can accept that so can you. We really can’t accept male chauvinism in marriages. In fact, it’s the fastest way to create an unhappy marriage.”

Henry thought that there must be something he could say to counteract Dr. Bliss but he was so hopelessly lost in trying to figure out her logic that he just shrugged his shoulders and gave up. She and Linda obviously were in the driver’s seat as long as he was in Dr. Bliss office so he’d just let them drive.

“Where should I put on the bra?”

“Right here is fine,” Dr. Bliss said.

Henry had seen Linda put on her bra every morning for years and seen her take it off every evening for years. In all that time he had never concentrated on how she put on the bra though he certainly knew how to take it off. Reach behind her back and undo the clips that held the two ends together.

“C’mon Henry,” Dr. Bliss said, “put on your bra.”

“Don’t you mean your bra?” Henry said.

“You know what I mean,” Dr. Bliss said.

Henry felt unnerved by the tone of Dr. Bliss’s voice. It was authoritative; she was used to being in control. He had no answer for it – bossing people around had never been his strong suit. Between Dr. Bliss’ domination and the certitude with which Linda was going about getting what she wanted Henry felt trapped. There was no wiggle room here. He was meant to play a certain role – which apparently was to be a female with a boner. His job would be to supply boners to Linda while satisfying her lesbian tendencies. His own desires appeared to be irrelevant.

Somewhere in the back of his mind Henry had a voice telling him to assert himself, to be a man, but it was thoroughly drowned out by fear of crossing Dr. Bliss and Linda. He couldn’t match their combined power. He had to accept that he was their puppet. He felt his head spinning with confusion as Linda’s and Dr. Bliss commands took over his decision making process.

“Don’t space out Henry,” Dr. Bliss said. “Put on your bra.”

Her directive further enflamed his boner and he felt it pulsating with desire. Each time the helplessness of his situation ran across his mind it fed into the excitement in his penis and balls. There had to be a connection between his arousal and the feeling that he was being dominated by Linda and Dr. Bliss. Electrifying bolts of pleasure ran through his penis with this revelation as he fumbled putting on the bra under the steady gaze of Linda and the doctor. Henry knew how the bra was supposed to be when it was on him. The sequence of steps it took to do that weren’t obvious to him and Dr. Bliss had to intervene and set him off in the right direction.

When the bra was on Dr. Bliss said, “Very good, Henry,” in a tone like one would congratulate a first grader for putting on his winter coat.

“I’m proud of you Henry,” Linda said. “Your first time wearing a bra! It is your first time, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Linda, it’s my first time!”

Dr. Bliss left for her magic closet and returned a moment later with two breast forms that she stuffed into the cups of Henry’s bra. The way she treated him awakened within him a dim memory of when his mom would dress him as a toddler.

“How’s that Henry?” Dr. Bliss said. “Now you’ve got not only a bra, but you’ve the tits that go in it. It’s nice having breasts, isn’t it? You know the lovely shape that breasts have?”

“It’s just great,” Henry said stiffly. It was obvious to him that Dr. Bliss had sensed her power over him and was now running free to control him any way she wanted.

“Linda,” Dr. Bliss said, “we’re going to have to work a bit on Henry’s attitude.”

“Henry, I have breasts that you like to look at and touch. Am I right?” Linda asked.

“Yes, of course, you know I love your breasts,” Henry said.

“When I look at your flat chest, I think that it’s sort of a waste of real estate,” Linda said and Dr. Bliss laughed. “There’s nothing there when it could be so much sexier with breasts in a bra. Especially a pretty bra. See what I’m saying.”

“Yes, I hear what you’re saying.”

“What is she saying?” Dr. Bliss asked Henry.

“I should wear a pretty bra because …” Her real estate comment didn’t make any sense to him.

Henry looked up at Dr. Bliss and her eyes were drilling into him. Henceforth he was going to have to behave himself. “Because?” Dr. Bliss asked.

“Because it’s sexy and having boobs is sexy,” Henry said.

“That’s right,” Linda said. “I should hope that you’re happy that you’ll have a pretty chest that I can enjoy touching and looking at during our love making.”

“Of course, what was I thinking?” Henry said. His voice went into and out of sarcasm as if he realized that he didn’t want to get reprimanded by Dr. Bliss.

“Okay. So we now have Henry in a lovely bra and panty. He’s certainly got the right body for being molded into a more feminine form,” Dr. Bliss said. “A form that Linda will enjoy during sex. Do you both agree?”

“I agree,” Linda said. “I’m feeling quite horny looking at Henry.”

“And you Henry?” Dr. Bliss said. “Do you feel sexy in that outfit and ready to make love to Linda?”

Henry knew he was being prompted to say yes but hesitated so as to ask himself if he really did feel sexy wearing the bra and panty. His penis was certainly screaming “yes” at him and he would look like a fool if he said he wasn’t feeling sexy. His hesitation was also driven by realizing that the moment he said “yes” then his fate for the rest of his life was sealed: he’d be Linda’s plaything and have to wear any clothes that she wanted him to wear.

“Yeah, sure,” Henry said.

“You sound a bit begrudging,” Dr. Bliss said, “but no matter. Linda, you should prepare yourself to make love to Henry. Whatever your normal routine is – naked, or wearing lingerie, or a sexy peignoir…”

“I brought my favorite peignoir with me,” Linda said.

While Linda went into the dressing room and changed into her peignoir Henry waited uncomfortably with Dr. Bliss. He gave her a weak smile and she said, “You’re one of the more timid husbands that I’ve encountered.”

“I am?”

Dr. Bliss laughed. “You prove my point. Most men would be loudly defending themselves, but you’re utterly supine.”

“Would most men not wear a bra and panty like I am?” Henry asked.

“Of course they wouldn’t,” Dr. Bliss said.

“I guess I’m not much of a man. I’m lucky that Linda loves me.”

“Yes you are lucky. Few women want a man who’s not masculine. My recommendation to you is to embrace your feminine side. Being a shy girl, for all intents and purposes, is a dominant part of your personality.”

Their conversation was interrupted when Linda came out of the dressing room wearing her peignoir. Like always, she was very sexy in that outfit. Henry had always loved seeing her wearing it. Now Henry sensed an excitement in Linda that was new. She had a mile wide smile as she took in him wearing the sexy bra and panty.

“I can already see how different this feels,” Linda said. “I feel horny as hell!”

Dr. Bliss spread a sheet out over the sofa and said, “Go ahead and have sex.”

Henry waited for Linda to lie down on her back like they usually started their love making, but instead she said, “Henry, lie down. What I want to do is enjoy that wonderful boner of yours while you look pretty lying on the sofa.”

“I’m supposed to be passive?”

“Not totally passive,” Linda said. “You’re being taken by me. You’re enjoying your helplessness as I ravish you. Do you understand?”

Henry understood and nodded his head. This is what it meant to be a woman with a dick. Linda would be the aggressor; he would lie there on the sofa in his pretty underwear while she took the sexual pleasure she could get from his body. Judging from his cock whose boner wasn’t letting up Linda wasn’t going to have a hard time having a penis she could plant within her vagina.

Henry lay down and Linda climbed on top of him. She reached down and worked his boner outside his panties. Dr. Bliss moved a folding chair next to the sofa and sat down to watch the goings on. Henry turned his head and watched Dr. Bliss. She was staring fixedly at the juncture where penis and vagina came together. Linda used her hand to align his cock with her vagina and then pushed herself down on it. Henry had to admit that Linda was remarkably well lubricated. More than their typical intercourse.

His boner slipped inside Linda and then she began to pump in earnest. Almost immediately Linda began loudly moaning with pleasure – not at all typical of her lovemaking. Henry looked up into her face and then her shoulders as she leaned on her arms. All the time her hips were pumping up and back while his own hips moved to meet her thrusts.

“Very nice, very nice,” Dr. Bliss said.

As Henry tried to contemplate what in the world Dr. Bliss was commenting on, his mind wandered into a realm where he was that girl with a dick being taken by a lesbian lover. And then Dr. Bliss switched gears.

“Excellent Linda,” Dr. Bliss said. “Pound away on Henry. He’s your innocent little woman and you’re totally in charge. Ram that big dick of yours up inside Henry. Yes, yes, yes, Linda! That’s the way to go. Shove it in him. Make Henry know how you’ve conquered him. You’re in charge here. He’s helpless under your control. Put that big dick so far inside him he can’t think of anything other than how you’ve filled him up. Way to go girl! Such great powerful thrusting!”

Dr. Bliss’s exhortations to Linda spun around in Henry’s mind as his wife utterly possessed him. Linda’s dominating and frenzied love making was new to him. His pleasure was unfathomably great as each of Linda’s thrusts landed on the perfect spot on his penis – or imaginary vagina as Dr. Bliss called it.

On and on Linda pounded away on him. Henry’s arms splayed uselessly at his sides as he felt he was nothing more than a hole that Linda was powerfully filling with her imaginary cock. He lost all track of time and Dr. Bliss’s voice egged Linda on to ever greater domination over him. Finally, Dr. Bliss must have sensed that Linda was close to orgasm.

“You’re doing beautifully, Linda! Scream at your climax if you want. Don’t be inhibited. Think of shoving your big cock all the way into Henry’s ovaries so you can squirt and father a baby!”

This last seemed to send Linda off into hyperdrive and before Henry knew it Linda was screaming bloody murder as she orgasmed and orgasmed and orgasmed. He was so swept up in the moment that he felt himself forced to cum with her. His orgasm unleashed a degree of pleasure he had never known before in his life.

While Linda and Henry were catching their breaths, Dr. Bliss said, “So clearly there’s a lot of potential for you two to enhance your lovemaking. This is a good start as I hope you’ll agree. Your homework assignment is to take this lesson home with you and recreate what you’ve experienced here. This means that Linda will have to take Henry shopping for a bra and panty set. I can suggest some lingerie shops that carry the kind of sexy outfit Henry is wearing.”

“Thank you so much, Dr. Bliss,” Linda said, gleefully. “Henry, this afternoon I’m going to buy you a bra and panty. A panty with ruffles!”

After the experience he had just had, Henry found it impossible to complain. If wearing a bra and panty was the price he had to pay to get Linda so excited it was certainly worth it.

“What about you, Henry?” Dr. Bliss asked.

“What about me?”

“Yes, what did you think of your lovemaking with Linda?”

“I have to admit it was the best sex I ever had.”

“See that, Linda,” Dr. Bliss said. “A remarkable confession from Henry.”

“So you won’t give me a hard time buying a bra and panty for you?” Linda asked.

“No, it’s okay. I won’t complain.”

“Fabulous,” Dr. Bliss said. “Now, next month we’ll continue to work on your lovemaking. I’ll bet that Linda has some more ideas about what she’d like from Henry.”

“More ideas?” Henry asked. “What else is there Linda?”

“Henry,” Dr. Bliss said. “Haven’t you learned today that your place is to accept what Linda wants?”

“Yeah, sure,” Henry said.

“You’ve admitted that you benefit from Linda molding you into what she wants. So let’s keep going with the process and see where it leads. Keep working on this at home and I’ll see you two in a month. You’ve made faster progress than most couples. You should be congratulated.”

“Great!” Linda said

“Sounds good,” Henry said.

***

A month later Linda and Henry were back in Dr. Bliss’s office. Linda started the session by showing Dr. Bliss the pretty pink bra and panty set they had bought for Henry.

“It’s so totally pretty,” Dr. Bliss said. “Do you like wearing it Henry?”

“I wear it now when we make love and I must admit the sex is great. Linda gets very excited.”

“That’s true Dr. Bliss,” Linda said. “The sex is sublime – very much the same as it was here.”

“Very good,” Dr. Bliss said. “So let’s continue where we left off. First of all Henry should put on his bra and panty.”

After Henry changed into the bra and panty, Linda said, “I bought boobs for Henry.”

“Marvelous.”

After Linda inserted the boobs in Henry’s bra, Dr. Bliss said, “Go ahead Linda let’s hear what you’d like Henry to do now.”

“I’d like Henry to wear a pretty dress with his bra and panties. A beautiful, feminine dress like a woman would wear to a party.”

“Very interesting,” Dr. Bliss said.

Henry felt like it was déjà vu all over again. Linda’s relentless need to feminize him was obvious.

“Why don’t you just come out and say it, Linda,” Henry said exasperated. “A bra and panty was one thing, but now I see that you want me to be a girl who happens to have a dick.”

Linda laughed and said, “Why that’s exactly what I’d love for you to be. Really, a very special girl – one who loves wearing pretty dresses - in fact, a girl who loves being a girl. But. she has a dick.”

“What about the fact I’m a man,” Henry said.

Dr. Bliss laughed and Linda joined her. Dr. Bliss said, “Yes, your little male ego is bruised in finding out that you’re unable to muster enough masculinity to assert yourself with Linda.”

“I could be a lot more masculine if Linda let me!” Henry said.

“But I’m not going to, Henry,” Linda said laughing. “You’ll be the way I want you to be and that is to wear a pretty dress and be available for me to make love to.”

Once again Henry couldn’t see any path forward except to do what Linda wanted. With the bra and panty he ended up having the best sex of his life, so why should he refuse to wear the dress? It would likely make their sex even better, though he wasn’t sure that was possible.

“What dress should I wear?” Henry asked.

“Linda and I will pick one out from my closet,” Dr. Bliss said, “but before we do that, Linda, you should know that I have a lovely collection of girdles. Some are very pretty designs. Luxurious vintage girdles with lace and bows. You haven’t mentioned outfitting Henry in a girdle, but you might want to consider it before we get him a dress to wear.”

“Wow, Dr. Bliss,” Linda said. “That’s super. Super-duper! I’d love to see Henry in a girdle. It would so complete his underwear. And stockings to go with it?”

“Of course. I’ve got lovely stockings that would fit Henry.”

“Dr. Bliss,” Henry said, “are you supposed to be giving hints to Linda? Are we supposed to be following your fantasies or Linda’s?”

“Don’t be so recalcitrant, Henry,” Dr. Bliss said. “You’re trying to erect roadblocks to Linda’s happiness. I thought we had passed that point. In any event, my job as therapist is to help fill in some of the blanks. The moment you’re wearing a dress with just a bra and panty underneath Linda will naturally be wondering about your legs. At that point she’d no doubt come up with the idea that you need stockings and once she did that she’d be wondering how you’re going to be holding them up. Hence, a girdle is an especially appropriate answer to that problem.”

“Why is a girdle so appropriate?” Henry asked. He knew what girdles were but on some subliminal level he was uneasy about them. They had an immense feminine power that he was afraid was going to entirely engulf him. Like an orca swallowing whole a smaller fish or seal.

“Technically speaking, the alternatives are pantyhose and garter belts. Quite frankly I don’t trust you in pantyhose. You’ll probably get a run in them almost immediately. It takes a real woman with some experience to properly put on pantyhose and make sure they remain in pristine shape. The problem with a garter belt is your relatively thin hips. Linda could dress you in a padded panty which would help keep the garter belt in place. A girdle is the most straightforward solution, though I might add that I have some corsets that have attached garters that could also do the job. However, while shrinking your waist by several inches would no doubt give you a sexier figure, it would also involve a degree of discomfort that you really should only experience voluntarily. Do you hear me Henry? If you insist that you’d like a feminine figure and want to wear a corset then I’d heartily recommend that you do so.”

Henry was left speechless. Dr. Bliss had him covered from every angle. What could he say? It was a mistake for him to do anything more than smile and nod his head and let Linda do what she wanted to do with him.

“Okay, Dr. Bliss. A girdle it is!” Henry said feigning delight.

Dr. Bliss and Linda disappeared into her supply room again and emerged a short time later with a rose colored vintage lacy open bottom girdle and a pair of stockings.

Excitedly, Linda said, “You see it’s an open bottom girdle! That should make it possible for us to have sex while you’re wearing it!”

“Wonderful,” Henry said with an overtone of sarcasm that caused a sharp rebuke from Dr. Bliss.

“Do you need help putting on your girdle?” Dr. Bliss asked Henry.

“It seems simple enough,” Henry said. “I guess this diamond shaped panel with the flowers is in the front?”

“Yes.”

Henry stepped into the girdle and pulled it up his legs. It took some effort to get it past his buttocks and into place around his waist. His hips and thighs felt confined in an odd way. Somehow his persistent boner was inside his panty inside his girdle. He didn’t want to think about that, it was too confusing. Whenever Linda wanted it for her use, she could just grab it and get it into position.

Dr. Bliss told Henry to sit down and then she rolled up a stocking and put it on his toes and up his leg. She did the same with the other stocking, then had Henry stand while she attached the garters.

“Did you see how I did this, Henry?” Dr. Bliss asked him.

“Yeah, I saw,” Henry said.

“This is something that all girls know how to do. You should practice on your own under the guidance of Linda until you get it right. Stockings aren’t necessarily cheap so we don’t want to be getting unnecessary runs in them, do we?”

“No, we don’t” Henry said, figuring that is the answer Dr. Bliss wanted.

“Very good,” Dr. Bliss said.

Henry, wearing his bra, panties, girdle, and stockings nervously stood in front of the two women. They had a self-confidence and authority that made him feel vulnerable – he was at their mercy. He supposed that they were slowly and inexorably turning him into the lesbian with a dick that Linda wanted.

“Now for your dress,” Dr. Bliss said.

Once again Linda and Dr. Bliss went into her special room and came back a short time later with a pink dress.

“This dress is stunning Henry!” Linda said. “Oh my God, you’ll love it! A sleeveless A-line, with a short skirt, a cute corset bodice, sweetheart neckline and closed back.”

Henry looked at the dress and felt some pressure to be as enthusiastic as Linda was. “Yeah, wow, it’s a nice dress,” he said with borderline excitement.

“Put it on, put it on!” Linda said.

Dr. Bliss and Linda helped put the dress on over Henry’s head and zipped up the back. The skirt flared out from his waist and his large breast forms created a curvaceous and sexy chest.

“Oh, God, Dr. Bliss, this is so perfect. Henry looks like a perfect little pink dolly. I just want to ravish him!”

“In a minute,” Dr. Bliss said, “but first let me make another observation. Linda, you’ve been focusing on setting up a pretty outfit for Henry to wear and that’s great. But I want to suggest to you that you can also specify how you’d like Henry to behave while you’re making love to him. Included in that is his emotional state, personality, mannerisms, anything really.”

“Wow, that’s cool. Can you suggest any specifics? “Linda asked.

“The most obvious one is you might want Henry to act more feminine, by that I mean go out of his way to act like a girl.”

“I’m listening,” Henry said.

“I’m well aware of that,” Dr. Bliss said. “I’m suggesting that Henry could be delicate and flounce about as if he were a young girl and you’re the young woman or even young man who’s going to take advantage of her. Show Henry who’s boss, so to speak. I think that’s part of the dynamic that really turns you on Linda, am I right?”

“Yes, Dr. Bliss,” Linda said. “As much as I love Henry dressed as a pretty girl, it would be great if he fully acted like one also.”

“So Henry, what’s it going to be?” Dr. Bliss asked.

Henry felt like his mind was going to explode. Not only must he wear a girdle and stockings now, and the pink dress but he has to flounce – be as girly as he can figure out how to be.

“I’m not sure I know how to be all that girly,” Henry said.

Dr. Bliss laughed. “You don't? It's just about imitating girls. In fact, just think about any girl you envied for being a girl. Now you can have the fun of imitating her. Trying to be her!"

"When did I envy girls?"

"Please, Henry. I’ll bet that when you were young you were envious of the girls you saw in movies.”

“Envious? I admit I had crushes on some.”

“Were they really crushes? Did you want to be their boyfriend, or did you want to be them?”

This was a question Henry had never asked himself before. “I don’t know what I wanted.”

“See, you’re not sure.”

“Why are you mentioning all this?” Henry asked. Dr. Bliss was so far up inside his brain now he felt like she knew him better than he knew himself.

“I mention this because the way I see things, your borderline masculinity is more than likely a symptom of something else, something much deeper.”

“What does that mean?” Henry asked.

“I’m wearing my psychiatrist hat now, Henry. As a psychiatrist I have to say that your lack of masculinity grows out of an inner desire to be a girl and act like a girl."

“What?” Henry exclaimed.

Dr. Bliss laughed and said, “Obviously your penis is way ahead of your mind Henry. Your penis loves that you’re wearing pretty girl clothes because it knows that you’re finally getting to express your most well-hidden desire.”

“Gosh, Dr. Bliss,” Linda said, “what a brilliant understanding of Henry.”

Henry was amazed that everybody knew what made him tick except himself.

“You’re freaking out Henry,” Dr. Bliss said, “but I implore you to take time to look deeply inside yourself and determine the truth.”

The truth was that Henry’s mind was in turmoil. He couldn’t be sure that Dr. Bliss was wrong about him and that made him uncertain about how he should feel.

“Is it part of your job to make me cry?” Henry said. He felt lost and sorry for himself. These women owned him so thoroughly he was scared he was losing his identity.

Dr. Bliss came over and held Henry, and he wept on her shoulder. “Sometimes the truth is hard to reckon with,” she said. “You’re a tender, very lovely girl at heart, even though it took all these years for her to come out.”

“You’re amazing, Dr. Bliss,” Linda chimed in. “I’m so glad that you’ve been able to reveal the truth about Henry’s sexuality. He and I can look forward to the greatest sex ever!”

Dr. Bliss held Henry for a couple more minutes and then he thanked her and regained his composure.

“Good. We’ve made so much progress here! Now let’s get down to the main attraction!”

Henry knew what was coming. In short order he was lying on the sofa with his legs apart. Linda lifted up his skirt and rested it over his breasts. She reached within his girdle, pushed his panties to the side, and freed his boner. Meanwhile Dr. Bliss brought her chair over to watch the action from a foot away. Henry wondered how many couples had Dr. Bliss watched screwing in this same position. More than likely such scenes would make her want to masturbate.

While Henry had these thoughts Linda was going wild. She took every possible advantage of his boner. Rhythmically sinking her body down upon it over and over again. With his dress and girdle and his feelings of helplessness, Henry let himself float in the heavenly pleasure that Linda was giving him. In this state he was fully her plaything – a toy that she could control as she wanted. He was a doll that she had dressed in lingerie and a dress. Each time Linda’s hips came down on him he felt her power and determination to get everything out of him that she wanted. He doubted he had the physical strength to get out from under her if that’s what he wanted to do.

During their lovemaking Henry was in awe of his boner. He couldn’t believe how hard his penis had become. The explanation had to lie in what Dr. Bliss had said. He must have deeply buried desires to be a girl that he hadn’t known that he had. His barely visible masculinity was just the outer manifestation of his girl envy. No doubt if he could see into Linda’s mind he’d see her ensconced in a lesbian fantasy where he was a girl with a dick. Lesbian fantasy or not, Linda showed the power of lust when all the right cards were on the table. She needed Henry to be the girl, she wanted him in a dress and wearing sexy underwear, and she needed him in a subservient position. With these conditions in place the sky was the limit for how powerful their sex could be.

With these insights Henry gave up the last remnants of his masculinity. He accepted himself being a girl who happened to have a dick. His role was to be the loving girlfriend of Linda. She liked him dressed pretty and so he would be pretty. She wanted him to be subservient to her powerful sexual needs and so he would be. She could use him anyway she wanted – that would be fine with him. These thoughts cascaded through his mind upping his arousal even more than it was. Euphoria overtook Henry as he saw his future spread out in front of him. He’d stake out territory as a female in his marriage. He and Linda would be lesbians. He’d be the girl with a dick she always wanted.

When their intercourse ended with Linda’s ecstatic screaming and his own powerful orgasm Henry clung to the fantasy that he was a girl – he didn’t want to give it up. Would Linda be happy about that? He would have to ask Linda if she only wanted him to be a girl when they made love. Would she object if he always wanted to be a girl?

Dr. Bliss got up from her chair and said, “I think we can all agree that your sex making is now a ten out of ten. There’s nothing more that I can do for you. I’m so proud of Linda for being forthright with what she wanted Henry to do. But also delighted with Henry’s openminded embrace of deep truths about himself.”

“Thank you, Dr. Bliss!” Linda said.

“I thank you also, Dr. Bliss,” Henry said. Dr. Bliss looked into Henry’s eyes. He was certain that she was looking at him as if he were a young girl. He wondered if she were jealous of Linda. Would Dr. Bliss want to have her own opportunity to ravish Linda's girl with a dick?

“If any new problems crop up in your love making then please give me a call. Otherwise I think my work is done here.”

***

When Henry and Linda were back home and having dinner Henry said, “So you and Dr. Bliss have successfully turned me into your girl with a dick, haven’t you?”

Linda laughed, “I know, isn’t that wonderful?”

“Wonderful? I guess so. The thing is, Linda, you and Dr. Bliss never really concentrated on my feelings during our therapy sessions.”

“I’m sorry, Henry. You’re right about that. I guess I just got swept up in following what Dr. Bliss was telling us. I’m listening now if you’d like to share your desires with me.”

“There’s one thing I guess. I know I started out complaining about wearing the panties and then the bra. And today wearing a girdle, dress, and stockings I probably didn’t seem so happy. But the thing is, Linda …”

“What is the thing Henry?”

“The thing is, and I hope you don’t get mad at me, but I … I …”

“Come out and say it already, Henry,” Linda said sternly.

“I’m sorry. What I want to say is that I really like wearing the outfit today. Panties and a bra, girdles, the pink dress, and stockings I really like it. Will you let me dress like that more often?”

Linda laughed, “You surprise me Henry. I didn’t see this coming.”

“I hope I haven’t upset you.”

“Henry. You have my permission to cross-dress anytime you want. You can flit around the house as a girl whenever you feel like it. You can buy any girl clothes you want. But I must warn you that I can’t be held responsible if I get really horny seeing you in a pretty outfit. I’m liable to drag you into bed and make love to you!”

“Oh my God, I guess that’s a risk I’ll have to take,” Henry said.

Linda and Henry laughed and then hugged each other.

The End