It all started one day when I was complaining about work again,
my wife Sara said if I was unhappy at work then I should stay at home
as the housewife and she would go to work. I said it sounded a good
idea. Sara said she would start to look for a decent job, when she had
found one then I should give my notice. About a month later Sara had
found a job and she would start in a months time, so she said I should
give my weeks notice.

The next day I gave my notice and they said I could leave at the
end of next week. On the Friday I came home with my cards, Sara
said I should go and have a nice soak in the bath. Whilst I was in the
bath Sara came in and said she had some conditioner that I could put
on my hair, but it has to be on for a quarter of an hour to work
correctly. Sara washed my hair, then put the conditioner on and said I
could now soak in the bath; she would come back in a quarter of an
hour to remind me to rinse it out. I soaked for a while; Sara came back
and said as she was here she would rinse my hair for me. Sara then
said she had laid some clothes out on the bed for me.

I finished my bath, dried my self and my hair. I went into the
bedroom and found some women's clothes laid out on the bed, I
called Sara to ask where my clothes were, as I was waiting for Sara to
arrive I noticed in the mirror that I now had red hair. When Sara
arrived, I said where are all my clothes gone and why have you dyed
my hair red?

Sara said that I had agreed to be the housewife whilst she went
to work and housewives are female so that is why I gave all your old
masculine clothes to a charity shop. Sara then said to get dressed and
she handed me a pair of control panties, saying tuck all your old
masculine bits underneath. Sara then said to stand still and she
produced a set of silicon breasts, which she attached to my chest with
some adhesive. Sara then handed me a bra saying that I would need
one all the time now so I should put it on, after I had put it on Sara
showed me how to adjust it to fit correctly. Sara then gave me a pair
of tights saying to roll them up first then to slide them up my leg's,
she said it was good that I did not have hairy legs so I did not need to
shave them first.

After I had put the tights on Sara said to sit in front of the
dressing table and she would do my hair, I should look to see how she
did it so I could do it myself later on. Sara combed my hair to the
shape she needed then she trimmed it up with a pair of scissors, after
she had trimmed it she rolled it up in some rollers after applying some
setting lotion. When she had finished rolling it up, she said that she
would do my face, first off she started to pluck my eyebrows with a
pair of tweezers, I complained that she did not need to do this but she
said shut up Bill, then said that she could not continue calling me Bill
so she would call me Maud. I said I was not going to be called Maud,
to which Sara said what name would you like then, before I realised it
I said that I liked Janet, to which Sara said that is a nice name to chose
so you will be Janet from now on.

Sara then said Janet sit still whilst I finish, when she had
finished my eyebrows were a very thin arch over the top of my eyes.
Sara then started with the makeup, when she had finished doing the
makeup she said your hair is dry now Janet, so she took the rollers out
and brushed it, when she had finished brushing it she sprayed it with
some hair spray. Sara said Janet that looks better now doesn't it, I said
it does not look like me anymore, Sara said Janet it does look like you.
Sara then said to put my dress on that she retrieved from the bed and
then she handed me a pair of high heel shoes. Sara-said look in the
full-length mirror at you, when I looked there was a woman looking
back at me.

Sara said come on Janet you need to get the evening meal
ready, or would you like to go out for a meal. I said that I would
prefer to cook myself being dressed as I was, but Sara said we should
go out to give you confidence in your new look. Sara then picked up
the phone and booked a table at a local restaurant. Sara said as we
were going out we should both do our nails so she took me back
upstairs and gave me a bottle of bright red nail varnish to put on my
finger nails.

I was just going to start putting it on when Sara said that my
nails were too short and she produced a packet of nail extensions that
she proceeded to stick onto my nails, when she had finished my nails
were about a quarter of an inch longer. Sara said to let the glue set
before you put the nail varnish on, after about 10 minutes she said it
should be set now so put the varnish on. She said put it on in a couple
of thin coats and it will look better that way. When I had finished
applying the second coat and it had dried Sara produced a bottle of
clear nail varnish with bright glitter suspended in it, she did a final
coat with this and my nails were now a bright red with glittery bits.

Sara said as we were going out I should wear a more formal
dress; she sorted through the wardrobe and found a dress that she said
would do. Sara unzipped the dress I was wearing and held open the
new dress, I stepped into it and she zipped the back up. Sara then
produced a choker necklace that she attached around my neck, a
matching bracelet for my wrist, a feminine watch for my other wrist
and a couple of rings for my fingers. Sara said Janet, but you look
lovely.

I will now get changed to my amassment she produced a very
masculine looking trouser suit, which she put on. I said are you going
out in that to which she replied yes there should always be one
masculine and one feminine person. I then noticed that she was not
wearing any makeup or nail varnish. Sara gave me a shawl to wear
over my shoulders and an evening bag to carry.
When we arrived at the restaurant, the waiter took my shawl
and then held my seat for me to sit down, but ignored Sara. When they
came to check on our meal preferences, they asked Sara first and she
ordered for both of us. When our meal arrived, Sara said, Janet don't
eat such large portions it is not very feminine. After the meal the
waiter gave Sara the bill and asked me if I had enjoyed my meal. The
waiter then produced my shawl and helped me on with it. When we
got home Sara commented on how good I had been and she was
certain that everyone had accepted me as Janet.

When it was time for bed Sara, gave me the makeup remover
saying this is yours from now on so go to the bathroom and remove
your makeup, I said how do I remove the nails to which she replied
they will stay fixed for at least two weeks so get used to them. Sara
gave me a very flimsy nightdress to wear and she then put on a pair of
pyjamas.

In the morning I awoke thinking it had all been a dream until I
felt my new breasts through the thin nightdress. Sara woke up and said
good morning Janet. I said good morning Sara how long do you
expect me to dress like this, to which she answered you wanted to be
the housewife so stop moaning. Sara said I should wear something
nice but not too flashy as we needed to go shopping for the weeks
food. I went to wash and when I came back, Sara said she would like a
cooked breakfast this morning Janet.

I got dressed in a top with a matching skirt and went downstairs
to make the breakfast. After we had eaten the breakfast Sara said that
it was a nice change not having to cook the meals, she then said I
should get ready to go out so I should go and put my makeup on. I
went up stairs and opened the makeup case. I tried to remember how I
had seen Sara put her makeup on and tried to copy it.

Sara came up later and said how are you doing Janet, she looked
over my shoulder at me in the mirror and said I had made a fairly good
job for my first go. She then showed me how to do it better then said I
should brush my hair out and then spray it with the hair spray. She also
gave me a bottle of perfume to spray on; she then fitted a necklace
around my neck and some clip on earrings. She then said that whilst we
were out we should get my ears pierced, as I would find that clip on
earrings hurt after a few hours.

Sara then gave me a pair of hold up stockings and a pair of high-
heeled shoes saying put them on, then we can go out. I put them on but
I was full of trepidation about going out during the day dressed as a
woman. Sara said stop worrying Janet and hurry up. Sara drove us to the
local town centre and parked in the main car park. The first shop she
took me to was a jeweller where she asked if they could pierce my ears
today, to which they replied they could do it now, before I could protest
they had sat me down and the two assistants had pierced both ears
simultaneously. I left the shop after Sara had bought me a pair of long
earrings that would come down to my cheeks when I wore them. The
jewellers said I should go back in a couple of weeks for them to check
that there were no infections.

After we came out of the jewellers Sara took me into her hair
saloon and booked us both appointments, for the Tuesday. We then went
to the supermarket to get the weekly shop; Sara was forever sending me
down isles on my own to get different items. When we arrived home
Sara said, I had started to become more shure of myself as the time went
on, I said everybody we met seemed to accept me as a woman, which
gave me more confidence. Sara said get the lunch ready Janet then we
can go and get you some more clothes.

I made lunch which Sara said was nice and we both washed up the
crockery. Sara then said come on Janet lets go clothes shopping, Sara
gave me the car keys saying I should get used to driving in high heels.
We went back into town and Sara took me into all of the ladies dress
shops and had me try on all manor of different styles, when we had
finished we carried the bags back to the car. Sara then said she had to go
some where, she said she would be back in about 30 minutes so could I
get her a bottle of perfume, channel preferably.

Before I could say anything she had locked the car and
disappeared into the shopping precinct. I was now alone for the first time
dressed as a woman and expected to go shopping for perfume, which I
knew was in the department store at the far end of the high street. I
walked slowly towards the department store expecting at any time
someone to discover I was not a woman and to expose me. I entered the
store and went to the perfume counter where the assistant sprayed me
with different perfumes asking me which I liked best, I tried the channel
and both I and the assistant said it did not suit, I finally bought the one
that the assistant said suited me best. When I arrived back at the car Sara
was waiting for me and she said she liked the perfume I was wearing, I
showed her the bottle I had bought to which she said she knew I would
chose a nice perfume for myself if left alone.

That evening Sara said that I had been the perfect woman all day
so I should not worry about it any more. Sara showed me what she had
bought and it was a laser hair removing kit, to rid my face and body of
hair. Sara showed me how it worked by removing some hairs on my
chest just below the neckline. Sara said if I repeatedly use it on my face
in a couple of weeks I should not need to shave again. After our evening
meal we sat and watched the television before going to bed. The
following morning Sara said as it was a nice day we should go to the
coast for a day out.

I put a thin summer frock on, with a pair of sandals and Sara wore
a pair of shorts and a plain top. When we got to the coast a slight breeze
was blowing and I spent most of the day holding the flowing skirt of the
dress down. We had lunch in a pub on the seafront and I had a couple of
the lads in the pub try to chat me up. That evening Sara came into the
bathroom as I was going to the toilet and she shouted at me that ladies do
not go to the toilet standing up, you will have to get out of the habit or
you will be found out. Sara then went on the Internet for a while I
cleaned the bathroom. That evening after I had undressed Sara said she
needed to measure me for some new underwear, some of the
measurements seemed strange at the time but I found out why later on.

On the Monday Sara said she needed to go out for a while, so I
could get on with the housework. I did the ironing and prepared the
lunchtime meal. When Sara came back she showed me the items she had
bought to wear for work, she had bought very tailored trouser suits,
complete with shirts and ties. She put one on to show me and she
definitely looked more masculine than feminine except for her flowing
hair.

I continued with the housework on Monday and when Tuesday
came Sara reminded me we had our hair dressing appointments, she said
don't wear anything too nice. I put on a t-shirt with a flowing skirt and
Sara wore one of her trouser suits, when we arrived at the salon Sara told
them how we both wanted our hair done.

I was taken to the back of the salon with one stylist and Sara was
at the front, from where I sat I could not see Sara. The stylist started by
washing my hair she then applied some lotions, I was then left to read
and drink the coffee they had supplied. After a while she came back and
washed my hair again, she then rolled it up whilst applying another
lotion. I was then put under a hair dryer; she kept checking my hair,
when she thought it was dry the dryer was removed.

She then removed the rollers and brushed it into a style. After she
had finished the brushing she sprayed it with same hair spray. She then
produced a mirror to show me the result; I was shocked when I found I
now was a very curly blond. Sara came up behind me and said she liked
my new hair style, when I looked around I had an even greater shock
Sara now had very short hair done in a very masculine fashion, with the
trouser suit and the flat lace up shoes she looked more like a man than a
woman. I looked in the long mirror in the salon and standing next to Sara
I definitely looked the female now.

I took a parcel in for Sara on the Thursday, Sara said it was a
present for me so I should go upstairs take my skirt & panties off and
wait for her. I waited for a while then Sara arrived, she said to put my
sleep mask on and to put my hands on my head. I stood there and I felt
her put something around my body. She said to breath in and she started
tightening the garment from the back. I asked what she was doing and
she said all women long for a small waist so she was helping me. The
more she tightened the harder I found it to breathe; she finally stopped
and said to take small breaths. She then led me across the room and then
removed the sleep mask. I was facing the full-length mirror and I could
see that she had fastened a very fancy corset around me.

She said see how much smaller your waist is now, in a couple of
months it will be used to being this size. I said how was I to walk and do
the housework laced up like this, she replied you will soon get used to it
so do not worry. Sara fetched a tape measure and checked my waist size;
to my amassment I now had a 22" waist where it used to be 28". Sara
said with your breasts and a slim waist you definitely look feminine
rather than masculine now. Sara said as I now had a small waist I would
not be able to eat as large a meal as I was used to so she would get some
vitamin pills to supplement my diet.

It was on the next Thursday that Sara said we were going out to
a club in the afternoon, when we got there I found it was the woman's
institute. Sara told the registrar that I would be taking her place a she had
found herself a new job; she introduced me as Janet to everybody. There
was to be a fete the next month and Sara said I would supply some home
made cakes to sell. When we arrived home after the meeting Sara said
she expected me to tell her all about the meeting from now on.

It was on the Friday before Sara started work on the Monday
another parcel arrived for Sara. She said she had bought another present
for me so I should go up stairs and strip down to just my corset. When
she arrived with the box she put the sleep mask on me again and told me
to put my hands on my head again. She then opened the box and got
something out, she put a tight belt around my waist and tucked my
genitals into something, which she pulled underneath and attached it to
the rear of the belt. As she attached it to the belt I heard a click like a
lock shutting. Sara led me over to the mirror again and removed the sleep
mask.

When I looked I could only see a flat metal belt with this metal
plate that disappeared underneath me, I had also lost the masculine bulge
at the front. I said what is this and Sara said it was a chastity belt, it
would make me always sit to go to the toilet from now on and it has
removed that nasty bulge you had at the front. You are now finally a
woman with your breasts and no male genitals to be seen.

The following weeks I was left at home to continue being the
housewife, I slowly got into a routine of when to do what and I was
getting used to being in my corset and chastity belt. After a couple of
weeks my false breasts started to come unstuck, Sara pulled them off and
too my surprise I had small breast. Sara said it was only the suction of
the hollow breasts that had caused what seemed like breasts. Sara said I
should leave the false breasts off for the weekend and she would reattach
them on Sunday night.

I found with the breasts removed my nipples were very itchy; Sara
said she had some cream that would sooth them and I should apply it
three times a day. When the Sunday came by own breasts had not gone
down but Sara said it would take longer than two days for them to get
smaller. As Sara was reattaching the false breasts she put some of the
cream inside saying it would stop the itching, which it did.

On the Monday evening she reminded me that I was to make the
cake's for the woman's institute fete on the next Saturday, so I had better
get baking. I said I had not made cakes before to which Sara said I had
better practice then. I said with my slim waist I cannot eat too many
cakes too which Sara said she would take some into work to see how
they liked them so I had better make the first batch tomorrow and she
would take them in on Wednesday.

I found myself baking cakes on the Tuesday I followed the recipe
book completely. When Sara came home she said that the cakes smelt
nice so she would try some after the evening meal. Sara enjoyed my
cakes and when she took them to work everybody enjoyed them as well.
That evening Sara asked me if I had been to the jewellers to have my
pierced ears checked I said that I had not, so she suggested that I go
tomorrow before I get some more ingredients to make the cakes for
Saturday. This was to be a test for me, as I still had not ventured out on
my own since my transformation.

The next day I made certain I had applied my makeup correctly,
took a deep breath and walked out of the house. I had to go to town on
the bus as Sara had the car. While I waited at the bus stop a woman
waiting at the stop started talking to me, she sat next to me on the bus
and we continued our conversation, just before I got off the bus she
invited me to her coffee morning next Tuesday before I realised it I had
accepted her invitation.

She said her name was Trudy and I told her mine was Janet. I
called at the jewellers first they removed the stud earrings and said that
the piecing had healed well and I should now be able to wear normal
earrings. They showed me some different earrings and before I knew it
I had bought a pair and they showed me how to fit them. I then went to
the supermarket and bought the ingredients for the cakes. As I came out
of the supermarket I met Trudy again and she suggested we had a coffee
before we went home, she then commented that she liked my earrings
and asked where I had purchased them.

I told her where I had purchased them and said I had to hurry
home as I was making cakes for the WI fete this Saturday. I caught the
bus home and started making the cakes, it took most of the afternoon as
I had so many to make. When Sara came home I told her about meeting
Trudy and that I was going to her coffee morning next week. Sara said
she was glad that I was making new female friends who were accepting
me as a woman.

After a couple of weeks the breasts forms started coming loose
again Sara removed them and took them for cleaning. I then noticed that
I had started to grow some breasts where before Sara had said that they
had been sucked up by the breast forms now they definitely looked like
feminine breasts. When Sara came back I said that I had started to grow
breasts, Sara had a look and said that in a couple more months I should
not need the breast forms anymore as I would have a proper set of my
own.

Sara said to feel them, as I touched them I felt I sensation I had
never felt before, Sara did that feel good to which I had to admit it did.
I said how was it I had started growing breasts, to which Sara replied it
was the hormone tablets that I had been taking. Sara then said as my
breasts had started to grow I could now take a higher level of hormone
so I would be having twice as many tablets daily.

Sara said it would also stop my sperm production in the end so I
could wear the chastity belt for longer periods before I needed some
relief. Sara fetched the breast forms saying this should be the last time
we need to attach these. Before she glued them on she had filled the
inside with the cream again. I said my breast had not been itching so why
the cream, to which she replied it, was a hormone cream to help my
breasts grow.

I now knew I was getting trapped as the housewife, because when
the breast forms came off again I would have a feminine figure with
small waist produced by the corset and by own breasts. Sara said as my
waist had reduced I could leave the corset off and wear a normal bra.

Sara seemed to progressing well at work because she came home
saying she had just been promoted, she said as a treat she had bought
some tickets to the Opera. Sara said that I would need an evening gown
as we she had booked a box for us. Sara said that I should have a look in
the shops for evening gowns and on Saturday she would come with me
and we could choose one.

I spent all of the next two days walking around different shops, I
found three that I liked and on the Saturday I showed them to Sara. Sara
said they were all nice but none of them seem correct, she then said I
know a shop I bet you didn't look in, she took be slightly out of the
centre of town to this shop. In the window there were three evening
gowns plus some ball gowns, I said I did not know this shop was here.
We went in and Sara started looking at the ball gowns, she found one and
said this would suit you Janet, try it on.

We went into the changing room and I had to strip to my knickers.
Sara held it open and said step in Janet, I stepped in and Sara lifted the
bodice up it was then I realised that it was strapless. Sara started to do
the zip up but it was too tight. I said I would need a larger size but Sara
said no wait there I will go and see what they have in the shop. Sara
returned in a short while and rather than bringing a bigger dress she had
a corset.

Sara said drop the dress and put this on. She wrapped the corset
around me and started to tighten the cords I said that it was getting too
tight, but she ignored me and said breathe in. Every time I breathed in
she tightened the cords some more. Finally she tied the cords up, saying
try the dress now. We lifted it up and the zip did up easily, She said that
looks lovely on you Janet, I looked in the mirror and my breasts were
pushed up showing a large cleavage; every time I breathed they would
rise and fall. The bodice was tight down to a slim waist then to a wide
flowing skirt.

I said is this not too formal and Sara said it is right for the Opera,
I will see if they have a matching shawl and clutch bag, you will also
need a new pair of high-heeled evening sandals. Sara said leave it on
whiles we look for the shawl, we came out of the fitting room and the
assistant said that really suits you madam, Sara asked if they had a
matching shawl.

The assistant went off and returned with shawl's saying theses are
the nearest we have to match, I think this one would suit best, she then
wrapped the shawl around my shoulders. They both looked and said that
it looked perfect. Sara asked where the best place for evening sandals
and the assistant said that they sold them come to the rear of the shop.
We went to the rear and they had a good selection of sandals.

The assistant said that this pair would be a good match for the
dress, she said sit down and I will put them on for you. I sat down with
difficulty, as this corset restricting my upper body movements more than
the original one I had worn. I finally sat down as elegantly as I could the
assistant removed my shoes and fitted the sandals, Sara helped me to
stand up and I found that the sandals had a very high heel, higher that I
had been used too.

I said this to Sara who said that they suited the dress and that I
would soon get used to them. Sara said to go into the changing room and
remove the dress whilst she paid. I took the dress off but could not undo
the corset. I put my head around the curtain and asked Sara to undo it, to
which she replied you might as well keep it on and we can remove it
tonight. I put on my original clothes and the tie back on the dress did up
much more now and emphasised the slim waist the corset had produced.
I came out and Sara said that I looked much better with the slim waist so
she bought another two corsets, so I could always be wearing one from
now on as my waist had started to expand since I stopped wearing the
other corsets.

The Saturday I had booked another hair dressing appointment, I
told the stylist I needed a special style as I was going to the Opera and
showed her a picture of my gown. The stylist said that it was a lovely
gown and I would not be disappointed with my hair, when she had
finished I said I was very pleased with the style. At home I started to
apply my makeup sitting only in my corset, so as not to spoil my gown.
Sara said she would go into the other room and get ready, she would
come back to do my dress up later.

I finished my makeup and put the evening sandals on. Sara came
into the room and I was shocked she had a full evening suit on with bow
tie and tails. I did not know what she had done but you could not see her
bust, she was completely flat at the front like a man, she also had a bulge
at the front her trousers. Sara said that I should call her Tony tonight. She
then said come on Janet, Tony will do your dress up for you. Tony did
my dress up, I said thank you Tony. The next thing He or She I was
getting lost clipped a sparkling necklace around my neck and a matching
bracelet around my wrist.

I said that they look lovely Sara, I stopped my self and said Tony.
There was a knock at the door Tony went and it was the taxi to take us
to the Opera. The taxi driver said good evening Sir, are you ready, Tony
said yes, then came and escorted me to the taxi. I was definitely getting
confused, as six months ago it would have been me escorting Sara. As
I had been wearing a corset continually for the last few weeks I could
now sit gracefully. The opera was very good and we both enjoyed it
immensely. When we got home I said why are you now Tony, to which
the reply was as you are now the dutiful wife I thought I should be the
Husband.