Over the past six months, he had grown taller and gained some weight.Things had changed. His face looked different. His nose seemed smallerand his e...es seemed bigger. He'd lost the twelve year old fat faced look.Now when he looked in the mirror, he saw his cheekbones were moreprominent. His chin seemed more defined. His lips seemed larger. Hisface was developing character.The low dose estrogen treatments had changed him subtly. He could see it.When he put on makeup, he'd learn to. Amy paused for a second, plucking up the courage to say the words. "A chastity belt," she declared before passing the device to Megan.For a few seconds, Megan held it in her hands, taking in its shape and texture. "She made you wear this?" she asked."Uh hu," said Amy, almost wistfully. "It was actually kinda fun, knowing I couldn't even pleasure myself without her approval." Show me," said Megan, her grin returning. "Put it on." Right now?" asked Amy, her voice quivering slightly."Yes, right. I request all of you to please go through this story & advice me on how to go about the whole thing cos I am really confused & I don’t know how to stop my wife.At the end of this story I have posted some other recent incidents that have taken place between my wife & that boy which will help you people to analyze the situation better & you will be able to advice me better.Please send your replies/advices to I have pasted the same mail that I sent to Anjali & after this mail finishes I am. " I had probably cum a thousand times with her image in my mind's eye, her perfect pert breasts, her full hips, her legs wrapped around my body as I pegged her standing in my dirty dreams."He meant fuck, Kyle, as in you are now going to fuck me." She walked into my room staring at my crotch, the crotch containing her 18 year-old step-son's cock, the cock that was so ready to cum."Jesus, Kate, I mean I want this, but your my mot...." I stopped in midsentence as she stooped and pulled my shorts.