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ROLE REVERSAL - HUSBAND TO WIFE - CHAPTER 2
🕑 Added 2023-02-09 13:01:00 +0000 UTCI came out of the bathroom and I was just shocked. I was shocked because the clothes they prepared for me… were feminine! Yes… They gave me feminine clothes and to be specific… it was a pink bra, pink panties and a pink nightie. I was just staring at the clothes at first… I thought that it was some kind of mistake. I knocked on the door and I opened it just a little bit.
“Hello?” I said and I hoped that the assistant was nearby.
“Yes? How can I help you?” the assistant answered. She was sitting just next to the door.
“Ehm… I think that there was a mistake… the clothes you prepared for me… it is the wrong clothes! I mean… it is feminine clothes! And I am a man!” I said and hoped that she would apologize and give me new clothes. But I was wrong.
“Oh no, Oliver! The clothes are right! This is the first part of the procedure you decided to undergo! You have to put feminine clothes on and if you are not able to do it, I will do it for you!” said the assistant. I couldn´t believe my ears. They meant it! They really wanted me to wear these feminine clothes? Why? Why would I wear it? Why it is the first part of the procedure? It just doesn´t make sense.
“Excuse me… but how… how it could help to solve my relationship problem? How wearing a bra and nightie will help us?” I cried out.
“Calm down, Oliver! There is nothing wrong with wearing opposite-gender clothes! I will help you with it! You will be such a cute man in the pink bra and panties, believe me!” giggled the shop assistant and she went with me back to the bathroom. I was still looking at the panties and I couldn´t believe that I was about to put them on. I just couldn´t believe it.
“The panties come first!” said the assistant and she handed me the pink panties. When I touched them… I felt a strange shiver in my body… I didn´t know why… but I just felt it… The panties were made from a very comfortable and soft material and I absolutely loved touching it. It was weird… but I loved touching the material. It was so soft and then… even before I put them on… I have already imagined how I am wearing them. It was something like a drug.
“Alright… alright… panties first!” I repeated after the assistant and I put them on. She was looking at me and I could see that she was giggling a little bit. It made me a bit embarrassed and my cheeks were blushing. It was just embarrassing to be wearing pink panties in front of a woman. When I put them on, the shop assistant came to me and said:
“Look at you! You are becoming such a pretty girl! I love your blushing! You are so cute!” she giggled and it made me even more embarrassed.
“Please, don´t say it… I am… I am a bit embarrassed!” I said.
“Embarrassed? Oh, come on! Why are you embarrassed? Tell me!” the assistant asked me.
“Ehm… I am wearing feminine underwear… in front of a woman… and I just… I find it a bit embarrassing! Because I am a man!” I said. Well… I was really embarrassed and I didn´t lie about it. But I would lie if I would say that I didn´t like wearing pink panties. I don´t know why… but they were just so comfortable and… I felt so free in them. My male underwear wasn´t so comfortable at all!
“Well… you are on the right way! It is good that you are embarrassed in front of me! Because this is the feeling that your wife felt every single time when you were mad at her or treating her badly! Remember this feeling! And do you know what? Let´s boost this feeling more! You must feel the same way as your wife felt! Put on the pink bra! Right now!” the assistant told me and it almost sounded like an order. And suddenly I had a feeling that she was the boss around here and that I must obey her. It really felt that way… I don´t know why I felt suddenly so submissive… but… I just had to obey her. I took the bra into my hands and I was trying to figure out how should I put it on. It seemed a little bit too complicated for me because I have never worn a bra. On the other hand, I was curious about how feminine things work and I was trying to figure out how to put on the bra. It took almost 10 minutes but I finally figured out the zipping on my back. And then… it was just the final step… the pink nightie. It was made from the exact same material as panties and I put it on. It was a strange feeling… I felt… beautiful and light. I have no idea why but it just suddenly felt natural. The shop assistant was looking at me the whole time and she was giggling a bit. Of course, who wouldn´t giggle? I would giggle as well if I were in her shoes.
“Well… I guess it is enough for you! I am not putting anything else on you right now! You look feminine enough and you just need to experience these feminine things in order to understand your wife a bit more!” she said when I was finished with dressing up.
“So… this whole procedure… the dressing up? It should help me to understand my wife? I don´t get it! I don´t get how this works!” I said. It was confusing because I just didn´t see it as helpful at all! Wearing feminine clothes should make me understand my wife… well… this was probably the craziest theory ever.
“Not just the dressing up! The dressing up as a lady is the last thing!” said the assistant. “You need to transform into her in order to understand her. That´s why we are here. I need you to focus right now! We will reverse the roles! I will play the husband and you will play the wife!” said the assistant. It was getting more and more interesting. I have never been playing a feminine role and it was even tempting a little bit.
Well… and believe it or not… we just re-acted the exact fight with my wife… But the only difference was that I was the wife and the assistant was the husband. And to my surprise… it worked so well for me. She told me to cook dinner and I went to the kitchen and I started cooking dinner. I had to wait for the assistant before starting to eat. I made soup and pork steak. It was all looking delicious and I was hungry after the whole procedure. But I wasn´t allowed to eat without the assistant. I went looking for her but I found my room locked and I didn´t have the keys. I was trying to call her but she didn´t pick up. And then… I just ran out of options. I was forced to look at the delicious dinner I made and watch it become cold and not delicious. But exactly at that moment, I realized something… This was exactly what my wife was coming through… I looked at myself… I was wearing feminine underwear and a pretty pink nightie… I was looking forward to the delicious dinner I have just made and… the assistant just messed the whole atmosphere up… She ruined the delicious dinner… And I did the same a while ago to my wife. And I wouldn´t realize this without this therapy. They made a wife out of me and it made me feel like a wife. I was doing my best and I tried to cook the best dinner I could and the assistant just didn´t show up on time. I felt alone and left… I didn´t feel appreciated… I tried to do something well and it just didn´t return. And this is exactly how my wife felt when I came home late from work and I even didn´t bother to text her. She was expecting me with a delicious dinner and I let her down… And I was left in this state for two hours… At the very least, I had time to contemplate.
After two hours… the assistant came and she looked quite angry. I didn´t know why but she looked quite strict.
“Hey! Where is my dinner? I told you to make dinner for me!” she yelled at me. Well… her sentence just made me angry as well and I started to yell at her as well:
“Are you serious? Are you just serious right now? You forced me to wear feminine clothes at first and you were laughing at me all the time! And then you forced me to cook dinner for us and you told me that you will be back in half an hour! And you came after TWO hours! TWO HOURS! And now… you are asking where is your dinner? Are you fricking serious?”
“You are the woman in the house and you should be prepared for such situations! Stop yelling at me immediately and give me a good dinner!” the assistant yelled back at me.
“Your dinner is already cold… and mine as well because I wasn´t allowed to eat without you! You messed it up! The whole evening!” I screamed. I was almost crying… because I really did my best and the assistant just yelled at me…
The assistant saw tears in my eyes. She came close to me and she was looking at me for a while. Then she smiled and said:
“Congratulations, Oliver! You made a big step today! You could feel your wife´s feelings when you had this fight and now you know how she felt! This could move you forward a lot! And today´s therapy is finished! You may go to bed and be ready to get up at 7 a.m. The procedure will continue!”
I just nodded and then… I cried… I cried a lot. I realized that I was so mean to my wife. I hurt her a lot and I misbehaved. I wasn´t the man I should have been and I deserved this lesson. I owe my wife a huge apology. I went to bed and I fell asleep. Am I going to be a wife tomorrow again? Only time will tell!
