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ROLE REVERSAL - HUSBAND TO WIFE - CHAPTER 5
🕑 Added 2023-02-22 20:14:41 +0000 UTCPART 5
Well… the therapist made a total transformation of me. I used to be a man when I came to the resort with my wife, but already the next day… I was turned into a woman. And I mean a WOMAN! It wasn´t just clothes. It would be quite chill if the therapist would dress me up in feminine clothes. But it wasn´t enough for her. She had to do my makeup as well and it completely made me look like a woman. I was a bit ashamed when she took me to the bathroom and I had a look at myself in the mirror. I didn´t recognize myself at all. I saw there quite a pretty woman… but it was me… I would never believe that I would undergo something like this… If somebody would tell me this one year ago… I would laugh and think that the person needs a medic. But it was me and my wife who needed help and that´s why we came to this resort… to seek help… to seek the salvation of our marriage. As I said before… I want to fight for our marriage and I am willing to do anything. And I was true to my word. Just look at me… I was looking like a woman.
“How do you feel?” the therapist asked me.
“How do I feel? Just look at me! You… you made me look like a woman… but… I am a man… I don´t want to look like this!” I protested when I saw myself in the mirror.
“Of course, I get it! I get that you don´t want to look like this! And this is exactly why you have to undergo this!” the therapist explained.
“But why? Why did you turn me into a woman? This is probably too much… you said that I need to understand women and that is why I have to wear these feminine clothes! But the makeup? The high heels? Isn´t this a little bit too much?” I asked.
“It may seem like that but believe me… it is necessary for you to undergo this. And this is just the beginning. We have a lot of procedures coming!” she said.
“Wait wait wait… a lot of procedures coming? Isn´t this enough? Look at me!” I protested again.
“Oliver… to be honest… you are quite a pretty woman now. And I think that you definitely don´t want to divorce… And this is the only way how to prevent it!” the therapist told me. Well… she knew how to get under my skin. I was already sissified and I guess that I can´t lose more. I looked at myself again. A woman… and she said that I was a pretty woman. That isn´t that bad after all. At the very least… I am good at something. I took a deep breath and said:
“Okay… I am ready for the next procedure!”
“That´s what I wanted to hear, Oliver! Well done!” she giggled.
“Will you tell me what is the next therapy about?” I asked.
“Well… you need to embrace your new outlook and be proud of it. And it takes some courage and you will not find the courage just here in your room alone or in front of me! So we are going to introduce your new outlook to all our therapists! They can´t wait to see the progress we have done together and they are really eager to see you!” she said. As I was listening to her… I almost fainted because this was probably the worst thing that could ever happen. I was fighting a lot with embarrassment just in front of my therapist and in front of me. But I was definitely not ready to go dressed like this somewhere else…
“But… no… you can´t be serious… everybody is going to laugh at me because I look ridiculous… I was a man and look at me now… I look like a woman and everybody is going to laugh at me!” I protested.
“Nobody will laugh at you, Oliver! I promise you! They all know what you are going through in here and they will give you the courage and help you need. And it is a part of the process you must undergo anyway… So there is no choice for you!” she giggled.
“But… I don´t want to be embarrassed even more… I am afraid!” I said.
“Good! Remember this feeling! Imagine that your wife is undergoing this feeling every single time when she wants to be pretty for you. She has concerns… will you like her new outfit… or not? And that is why you have to undergo this as well! Come on!” the therapist said and she grabbed my hand. I was just helpless and I let her drag me right out of my room. I was so afraid of the reaction of other therapists. I was afraid that they will laugh at me and embarrass me even more for wearing feminine clothes and looking like a woman. My therapist led me through the resort and finally… we came into a great hall. There were all therapists sitting on chairs and I could already see their curious faces. All of them were women… There was no man in there. In the entire hall were just women and I wonder if there even is a male therapist… I guess there isn´t. And I could already see the looks… All women were looking right at me and they were checking out my outfit… And I could see their smiles. My cheeks were blushing a lot but it could not be seen because I had already plenty of blusher on my cheeks and the whole makeup was totally covering my blushing.
My therapist led me right in front of the therapists. I was standing there and I really didn´t feel well or confident. But nobody was laughing at me… it surprised me but… really… nobody was laughing at me. It was quite a surprising fact.
“Ladies, my dear ladies! Let me introduce Oliver! He is such a sweet man and he is doing his best to save his marriage! I have to appreciate him a lot. He didn´t resist as much as other men in here and he is on a very good way!” my therapist introduced me.
“Well done, Oliver! Well done! Keep it up!” I heard from the hall. I still couldn´t believe that there wasn´t a single laughing person. everybody was just smiling at me and I almost had a feeling that they wanted to support me. I would never expect something like this.
“Do you like his new outfit?” my therapist asked her colleagues.
“Oh yeah! Yeah! We love the dress and the makeup! It makes him so cute!” I again heard from the hall.
“And now, Oliver, tell us your story and your experience so far! Tell us how the procedures did help you! We all would appreciate it!” the therapist said and she looked at me. I was still a bit nervous and embarrassed because of the great number of women in the hall but they all looked very nice and supportive. So I decided to be honest and tell them everything:
“Well… at first… when I arrived in here with my wife… I was a bit sceptical. Not about this facility but about our marriage. I wanted to believe that it can be saved but when I looked at the facts… I didn´t see a real shot of how to do it. I thought that this resort would only fasten our way to a divorce… But everything changed when my first session happened. I know… I know that many men would run and try to escape after the first session but I wanted to do everything for my wife… for our marriage. I gave a word to her and to God that I would never leave her. And I wanted to be true to my word. That is why I underwent all procedures so far. And… I have to admit… I was a little bit shocked when my therapist introduced me to all procedures and especially… when I had to be dressed in feminine clothes for the first time. But I have to admit again… it helped. Wearing and being forced to wear feminine clothes helped in so many ways. I know how women feel in certain situations… I know that I treated my wife really badly… I didn´t compliment her when I should have and I wasn´t there for her when she needed me! But I am going to change it! I am going to change it for good. The marriage is worth it! We have each other a promise and we are going to keep it… whatever it takes…!” I said I don´t even know where those words were coming from. I was just speaking whatever came into my mind and I had this weird need to tell them this. They were all looking at me and eating my every single word. And when I finished my speech, everybody started to cheer and clap. Then… every single therapist came right to me and they congratulated me for achieving such great steps in my treatment. It was such a nice gesture and I was glad for their wishes and handshakes. It all took probably 2 hours and I was quite exhausted after that ceremony. My therapist walked me back to my room and asked me:
“So… Oliver… Did you enjoy it?”
“Well… I actually did… I didn´t expect all of them to be so nice and supportive. But it was actually good!” I answered.
“You see? I told you that it will be all good!” she said.
“But I am really tired… I need to rest!” I said and I wanted to crash on my bed but the therapist stopped me and she said:
“Oh… no, no… my dear Oliver! First, you must take off your makeup. In the bathroom, there are special tissues for it! Go and wash your makeup away from your face!” she said. It was quite annoying but… I had to do it. I went to the bathroom and it took almost 30 minutes to clean up my face from the makeup. But if I knew what was coming… I would keep my makeup on…
