Michael Lake came through the door nearly an hour and a half late from work. Sticking his head into the doorway he let out: “I’m sorry to be so late, doll, but I thought I’d stop and pick you up a pretty surprise!”
“Is that YOU?”, he heard his lovely wife, Becky, say as she hurried to the front room. Becky was a beautiful young woman, 23 years old, sandy hair and a dynamite figure. “You’d better have a good excuse, mister”, she said, feigning a bit of anger.
“I brought you something”, Michael said with a sly smile, “something I think you’d look fantastic in!” Michael was carrying a bundle of boxes and a few bags filled with presents. Becky smiled and gave out a gleeful shriek as she threw herself at her husband, boxes and bags flying from his arms. They embraced and her tongue found its way into his hungry mouth. She loved presents.
Gathering the gifts, Becky began to investigate her unexpected treasures. The bag was from Victoria’s Secrets – she started there. Putting her hand in the bag she pulled out some rather filmy and extremely sexy panties. “They’re beautiful”, she said holding them up to her waist. It was then that she realized that the panties were much to large for her petite frame. Not saying anything, she went to the first box and opened it.
“What do we have here?”, she said as she pulled out a rather short red dress.
“Something I thought looked rather cute”, Michael said as he watched his wife’s growing skeptical gaze.
Again, putting the dress up to her sly frame, she saw that the dress was again the wrong size. “These are beautiful Mike, but I’m afraid they’re much too BIG for me!”, Becky said softly as she looked at the label.
“I’m sure I told the ladies what I needed”, Michael responded, now feeling bad about the way this surprise was panning out. “What about the rest of the stuff?”, he asked.
Becky opened up each package only to find that everything was sized much too large. There were about a dozen panties, several bras, a slinky slip, a filmy garter belt, several pairs of stockings in different shades, the red dress, a corset, and one hell of a sexy pant and blouse combo. “What’s going on, Michael?”, she asked, noting that nothing would fit. “Everything here is more in your size than mine!”
“Wha – what do you mean by that?”, asked a confused Michael.
Becky grabbed one of the bras, walked behind Michael and wrapped it around his chest. “THIS is what I mean! This thing would fit YOU and not ME!”, Becky responded. “What’s going on, Mike?”, Becky asked.
“It’s obvious”, Michael shot back. “The stupid ladies got the wrong sizes. THAT’S what’s going on!”
Becky looked over the treasure of feminine finery and again embraced her husband. “Of course they did, sweetheart”, she said. “It was a nice thought anyhow.” She was getting that frisky look in her eyes – the one she usually got when she was about to apologize. Becky had the most pleasurable way of apologizing since it always ended up in bed and ended with a most satisfied smile on Michael’s face. She began to give her husband a passionate kiss as her hands made their way past the elastic of the waistband of Michael’s pants. “Let me apologize”, she said coyly.
Then she froze! Her fingers began to fumble with a lacy edge of what had to be a pair of satin panties. Without saying a word, she pulled her hand out from the back of Michael’s pants, deliberately unbuttoned the front of his slacks, and allowed them to fall to his ankles. She took a step back to see her husband wearing a beautiful pair of pink panties with an embroidered flower in the lace of the waistband. Michael looked down at the discovery as though this was the first time he noticed he was wearing female panties. “What’s going ON here, Michael?”, Becky demanded.
“I – I don’t know!”, Michael responded. His cock was now responding to the silky panties and it was rapidly growing. “These aren’t MINE!”, he spurted out.
“Well, when you find out whose they ARE, then you can let me know. I’ll be UPSTAIRS”, Becky said as she stormed from the room. Michael stood there with a cock that was so hard it almost hurt. Looking down at the pile of female clothing, he got a sinking feeling in his stomach. “Could it BE the she hypnotized me?”, he thought in a flash of panic. Michael knew that something was out-of-control, and that he was in trouble.
