Boy-Louse

“Oh my” commented April “is that really him?” She continued out stretching her arm to touch Emily’s blouse but jerked it back when she realised it was weird to do such a thing

Emily just laughed “go ahead” she said looking at her sudden movement “you can touch him, he’s feels just like an ordinary blouse” she continued

April started to move her hand towards the blouse once more and stroked her finger down the length of the bow “..wow..” she said as she felt the blouse quiver at her touch “..it really is him”

“Yep” Emily beamed “he’s the best boy-louse I have ever had” she giggled

“Funny..” April laughed at her silly play on words while continuing her attention to to the bow part of the blouse, she took part of it in her hand and played about with it a little “I just can’t believe this is real” she said feeling the satin between her fingers “it’s just fabric..”

“If course it’s just fabric, it’s a blouse!” She giggled knowing full well the blouse could hear her teasing “..except that part is a little something more” she said looking down at the part in April’s hand

“Hmm?” April hummed a little confused as she looked at Emily

“Put it this way, when I gave him the choice between keeping his hands or his penis..well you can guess what he picked” she giggled

April didn’t understand fully until she looked down at the part of the blouse she was still fondling in her hand, it was only then the penny dropped as fast as she dropped the part of the bow she was holding “ew..!” She exclaimed

“Ew?” Emily chuckled “it’s just a pussy bow” she said as she unceremoniously adjusted it back into position then gave it a little pat

April wiped her hand up and down her dress as if she was removing an invisible substance from it “how did you even get to the point where that became a choice” she asked wondering if she would regret knowing

“Well you wouldn’t beleive it..” Emily started to explain “he was originally blouse for work much like the one he is currently just pinker and with longer sleeves; you remember don’t you?”

April thought for a moment a little more confused until she remembered “he was that blouse the other week?” She asked gob smacked

Emily nodded “that’s right!” She replied “well I wore him that day and you know me; never wear the same outfit in a row” she continued to explain “so I put him in to the closet like any of my other blouses”

“Except he isn’t..” April quickly said “..he can move..”

“..and talk” Emily continued April’s sentence, the look on her face showed that she wanted more “but only when I allow him” she giggled

“Anyways he was in the closet all day the following day just hanging there on his little hanger until I got home; when I got to the bedroom I heard a strange rustling coming from the closet and can you guess what he was doing when I opened the door ?” Emily asked

“What..?” April asked a little enthralled by the fact she kept him locked in a closet as nothing but a silky blouse

“He had his silky cuffs on his silky bow and was going to town” she giggled “he didn’t even notice I was there”

“What did you do with him” April asked

“I picked his hanger up off the rail and placed him on the bed carefully, he didn’t even notice I had moved him he was so engrossed with his orgasm” she said the last bit a little sternly down to the blouse “so I stood over him and waited for him to finish, you should have heard his reaction when he realised I was there!” She laughed

“..and that’s where the choice came from?” April asked looking at the missing sleeves on her blouse

“Indeed! I told him one of them was going as punishment and without thinking he said his hands” she said as she stroked her blouse “so a snap of my fingers later his sleeves shrunk into his bodice and another snap made him white and voila” Emily said striking a pose to show of her outfit

April was speechless still looking at the blouse that was once Emily’s boyfriend “..just..wow” she muttered

“Let’s go get another drink!” Emily reached out and held onto April’s hand “maybe we could discuss getting you one” she said with a wink and she pulled April over to the bar area.

 

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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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Relaxation Nightmare

Alex had a very busy and stressful life, he was always working even on his days off and would hardly have any time to sit and relax; that all changed when he learned from a client of a new age relaxation method she learnt while she was abroad, the art of an object she called it.

He thought it was some hippie mumbo jumbo when she had handed him an oddly shaped stick that she called a wand and ask Alex just to try it out and that it would give him the best relaxation of his life.

Alex agreed and she immediately walked over to the fish tank in his office and fished out a small pearlescent pebble from the bottom of the tank and handed it to him “Now all you need to do is touch the object you want to imitate, close your eyes and picture it in your head, the wand will do all the hard work”

Alex sighed not believing a word she was saying but still done it to amuse her, he started to feel a little giddy as a feeling of butterflies in his stomach increased; he attributed this to feeling stupid at holding a pebble and imagining it in the middle of his office.

“See? How does that feel?” Alex heard is client say, her voice sounding a little bit louder than usual as he opened his eyes and almost died with the shock that washed over him; she was now as tall as a sky scraper. Her giant hand the size of a truck came racing towards him and he tried to run away but found he was completely immobile as her thumb and index finger plucked him up off his chair and brought up to her now giant face

Alex tried to scream but found he couldn’t say a word “See, just a little pebble!” she commented as she twirled him around in her fingers “Now I know how you feel right now – trust me I was the same” she said thinking back to her time on the resort “But you just need to accept it and relax – its why your doing it!” she said as she walked over to the fish tank.

“I am your last client for today and your first tomorrow, I will leave you here over night so you can experience the whole thing” she said as she was about to drop him into the fish tank “Oh!” she stopped and rummaged though her bag with her free hand pulling out a dark red nail polish “I wouldn’t want to lose you!” she giggled as she opened the varnish as dabbed a little of it on Alex, blowing on it to make it dry before dropping him into the tank.

Alex wanted to scream as he descended into his fish tank and settled on the floor, he watched his client blow him a kiss and close his office door but that all soon faded when he actually started to feel rather relaxed and at ease, the bubbles of the filter blowing over him and the rippling of the water easing his busy mind – for once Alex was rested.

That marked the day of a new Alex, as promised his client returned and fished him out of the tank and explained that he only needed to be near the wand and imagine him back as himself and it would happen; after turning back from a pebble she handed him his own wand and told him to relax every once in a while.

And relax he did, he found himself finding more and more time merging himself with objects around the house when the stress of life got too much, he spent time as a lamp, a pillow and even his wifes sex toy on occasion; but his favourite by far was his secret little place deep inside her closet. He never told his wife about the wand and so would always pick items that would never leave the house, more importantly never leave the wand so that he could change back and would never stay changed for more than an hour as a personal rule.

Deep in Emily’s closet was where his favourite item to be was, he spent most of his relaxation time as this item and loved every second of it; that item was a long sleeve satin blouse – a blouse his wife had not worn in years but every time he became it was his most relaxed; it was something about being so light and satiny that he craved so much, just hanging there limp amongst the other clothes.

After one hell of a stressful day he decided he would break his rule and sleep over night in his wife closet, wash all that stress of the day away to help deal with the next. He left his wife before she got home saying he was staying late at the office before walking into the closet and finding his perfect spot.

In a moments notice he was hanging there limp on the hanger as the satin blouse and within minutes he was into a deep sleep where he remained the rest of the night before being jostled awake by Emily moving stuff in the closet.

“Where is it?” he heard her say as the sound of hangers ringing against the rail, the ringing sound got louder and louder until stopped close to him “Here is it!” she excitedly said as Alex felt her run her hand down his satin sleeve before grabbing his hanger and taking him off the rail.

Alex was mortified when he was face to face with his wife who had a look of admiration on her face “I knew I still had you” she said to herself as she walked out of the closet and away from Alex’s only chance at turning back.

Emily placed Alex on the bed along with a skirt, he was trying his hardest to change back but could feel he was too far away from the wand for it to take its effect, he watched as he wife picked up her skirt and slowly started to slide it on as he tried to come up with a plan but soon faced facts that he would need to endure the day wrapped around his wife outside in the real world before he would be back in the closet with the wand.

 

 

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