Skirt Surprise

Marie was confused when the post man handed her over the parcel with her name on it, thanking the guy before her as she signed on his little device he walked back into the house with the flimsy bag under her arm.

“I don’t remember ordering any clothes..” she said to herself thinking back on the last week, she sat down on the couch and pulled the package from her arm and looked it over, it was unmistakably clothes due to the way it was packed

“Hmm” Marie pondered as she carefully flipped over the packaging and began to open it; inside it was soon revealed that a black pencil skirt was hidden underneath

Gleefully she picked up the fabric and gave it a once over “Oh John!” She beamed as she looked it over “he knows just what a girl wants!” She continued out loud thinking that he brought the skirt as a present for her, but the reality was a little different as John was currently that skirt

It all started when John found out about Marie’s interests via her internet searches, he dropped hints every now and again but she never picked up on them so instead he decided to go for it; use one of those clinics to give her the best gift ever.. him..as a skirt

The clinical procedure was painful but quick and at the same time mind-blowing; John was laying in his back as the assistant spoke with him, she was telling him the ins and outs of the procedure but all he could focus on was the fact he was now laying there not as a man but as a skirt

Each time he moved his legs or hands his skirt body would also move in a corresponding location, and each time the assistant would quickly pat that part of his body down and flatten it out without stopping with her well rehearsed speech

Before he knew it he was being folded up and placed into a bag “wait I have questions!” He quickly said but it changed nothing as his bag was sealed up – the time for questions had passed but John was too overwhelmed to hear what the lady was saying

It wasn’t long before John was face to face with his wife as she examined him, hearing her call his name excitedly made him happy “you recognise me?” He asked her as she continued, the rest of her words making it seem like she didn’t

“Marie?” John asked as he was placed down on the coffee table “can you hear me?” He asked as she gathered up the packaging then stood up to go throw it in the garbage bag in the kitchen

John was very confused as she walked away from him ‘is she ignoring me?’ he asked himself but then it hit him, something the lady at the clinic was saying but he only got a little bit of the conversation; something about messaging the owner

John started to remember a little and concentrated as hard as he could thinking about the message he wanted to send to Marie “Marie it’s me!” He said to himself but his concentration was broken when Marie’s phone buzzed loudly next to his head

John went back to concentrating but stopped when Marie came back into view and picked up her phone, with a confused look on her face she read the message and typed something back

Instantly John understood the message Marie had typed into her phone as if it was directed to him, it was an odd feeling but he could understand the signal somehow ‘who else would it be?’ The message read

John put two and two together and figured that the message he thought of texted to her, once more he concentrated with all his might “no I mean it’s me, on the coffee table!” He thought causing her phone to buzz once more

Marie read the text and glanced down at the coffee table, her eyes briefly going over the skirt before going back to her phone and typing to John

‘The present you sent me? I love it! Where is it from?’ Came the message clear as day to John

John attempted to reply back, but Marie messaged again which threw him off guard ‘Want me to slip into it before you get home ;)’ the message read

John got slightly aroused but the thought of it but snapped out of it once he realised he would be the one being slipped on “No! I am the skirt on the coffee table, it’s me!” He repeated once more

Marie read the text and then looked down at the skirt on the table and laughed “he must have found out about my little fantasies..” she said to herself as she put her phone down, she thought he was just entertaining the idea for her benefit

Marie picked up the skirt and started to talk to it as it dangled in front of her face, letting her fantasy take over slightly as she thought she was home alone “..if you really were John though.. the things I would do..” she said as she bit her lip

“I would wear you every day to work and at every chance I could get.. we would love it” she sighed as she put the skirt back down “..then eventually you would want me to move on..even wear you out on a date or two” she continued as she thought out the fantasy

“Then..” she slowly said as she leaned into the skirt “..maybe you could be there when we..you know..all bunched up and cr—-“ she was cut off when the messages in her phone came through rapidly, all from John

Marie read the messages ‘No!’, ‘Stop please!’, ‘It’s me!’; a little worried she looked around the room “John?” She called out, her face flush with embarrassment and wondering if he was in the house somewhere and weirdly getting into the fantasy role play she spoke out loud

John then remembered that he could move, ‘that would make her realise’ he thought to himself, but he had to find away to plan it carefully as to not freak her out too much.

John concentrated again, it was getting easier to send messages the more he done it “I need you to understand, look at the skirt” he thought as he phone buzzed, he watched her eyes scan the message and then move over to settle into him, once he was sure she was paying attention he flexed all his fibres making him move

Marie’s eyes grew wide “John?!” She exclaimed, this time actually speaking to the skirt, John concentrated and flexed his fibres once more “Yes!” The messages sent to her phone.

Marie dropped the phone into the coffee table and brought her hands up to her mouth to cover it “I am so sorry” she said in a muffled voice, her eyes still wide from the shock.

Marie removed her hands from her mouth so she could talk more clearly “It was just a fantasy, I didn’t mean it…” she said down to the skirt really embarrassed about what she was talking to it about but also glad the messages stopped her in time.

Marie could feel her face blushing more and more and what made matters worse for her is that John was currently looking directly up at her; without thinking she quickly picked up the skirt and turned it around so that it was laying on its front staring at the hard wood underneath instead of her so that she could have a quick breather.

Marie started to panic causing her to talk to herself “I didn’t mean it..” she said trying to reassure herself “..well I mean I did, but I didn’t know it was actually him” she continued to say until her phone buzzed.

Marie looked down at the phone and then at the skirt on the table which was now struggling like an upside down tortoise trying to get the right way up, slowly she picked up the phone and read the message ‘I can hear you..’ it read “You can..?” Marie asked nervously while silently scolding herself; the phone buzzed once more ‘Yes, can you turn me back over now..?’

Marie set the phone down next to the skirt and then slowly helped it flip itself the right away “So..” she said down at the skirt “I suppose you found out my secrets huh?” she asked as she looked from the skirt to the phone, this is how the rest of the conversation went for the next few hours; Marie would reply out loud and John through the phone.

After hours of talking about the present John got her and any other fantasies they both might have it was getting late into the day, time had flown by without either of them noticing. Marie picked up her phone when a different buzz sounded “Oh no..” she said a little worried

“What is it?” John replied back via text, Marie didn’t say anything as she brought the phone close to him and faced it towards the skirt; on its display it read ‘Warning! 5% Battery Remains’.

Marie looked around for the charger and spotting it across the room by the TV “I’ll have to put it on charge” she said looking back at the skirt

“Put it on charge now?” John asked, the thought of not being about to project his voice worrying him, Marie just laughed as she looked over at the charger

“The charger wont stretch that far honey” she said, “I’ll put it on charge in a bit, I need to go make my food soon – some of us still have to eat” she continued looking at the clock

“I might not be able to eat but I could still eat you up!” John texted back as he moved his waistband in a chewing motion, earlier on in the night they found out that the waist band of his current form was his lips and mouth and they joked about wearing the skirt would be like him swallowing up her legs whole; what they also failed to realise that the bottom of the skirt would be exactly what you would expect it to be as well.

“Look at you..” Marie said teasingly “Moment ago you were so apprehensive about being worn just yet but now look at you, drooling over being slid up these legs” Marie said as she stood up showing off her stocking clad legs hidden under her current skirt

“I..Err..Maybe.. I don’t know” the message came through from John making Marie laugh at how he was stumbling over his words clearly nervous

“What’s the matter honey?” she said as she pushed back the coffee table so that John could get a better look “Aren’t these the reason you wanted to be a skirt?” she said as she ran one of her hands down her stocking, she giggled at the sight of the skirt visibly squirming with arousal , her phone started to buzz with the messages from John “Or maybe you wanted to get a little closer to this..?” she said a she slowly began to run her hand back up her legs until it reached the hem of her current skirt, the phone continued to buzz but again she ignored it; a little excited to read what he was thinking later

Slowly like a strip tease she began to hike up the skirt she was wearing to reveal just a tiny bit of the panties she was currently wearing “Nah..” she said with a giggle as she looked down at the skirt on the table “You would have become panties if you wanted to be close to that.. maybe next time” she said with a wink as she began to re-adjust her skirt

Marie noticed the skirt on the table thrashing about slightly “Oh..?” she said looking down at it “Wanted a longer peak?” she said with a giggle “..Or maybe your jealous of my skirt” she said teasingly “Maybe you want to take its place” she said with a smirk as she picked up the phone eager to see his reply, but when she pressed the home button the screen remained blank; a few more presses confirmed it – the phone ran out of battery during his Horney texts “..Shoot!” Marie said at the situation

The skirt quivered slightly on the table, now knowing that his voice will no longer be heard until the phone got charged “I guess we will find out later” she said with a defeated sigh as she began to walk away from the table to go make food and put the phone on charge “..unless..” she said turning back and putting the phone back down “..technically your now just a skirt” she said with a teasing grin and she unzipped her current skirt and let it drop down to the floor revealing her stocking tops and panties “and you never said not to wear you” she said as she picked up the wiggling skirt “Open wide” she said as she unzipped him and lowered him to the floor

In one sexy motion Marie slid her husband turned skirt up her legs and zipped him in place; she felt the hem of the skirt motion as if eating as it glided up and settled in place; the hem of the skirt tightened slightly “Oh my, this is better than I expect” she said feeling the skirt move slightly on her body “You have to tell me all about it later!” she said as she walked over to the kitchen to make food forgetting all about putting the phone on charge.

 

 

 

 

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