I was walking through a thrift store one day when I happened upon a form fitting stretch denim jumpsuit. For some reason this garment aroused me. I am...not sure if it was the thought of a single zipper enclosing my body or what but I felt extremely horny and the need to buy it. I bought it took it home, tried it on. As I pulled the denim over my body it stretched to fit my shape and as I zipped it closed I could remember feeling extremely aroused as the denim hugged my body. It was a woman's. I asked underwear too? Yes she said. Out popped my semi erect dick.She laughed and asked why my penis was hard. I told her that she looked beautiful tonight. She reached out and took my dick in her right hand and squeezed it hard. My knees buckled slightly from the pain. When she let go it fell partially deflated. Then from behind her back she pulled out a stainless steel chastity cage and quickly began working my balls through the ring and like a pro in less than a minute she inserted the. They had been a normal, happy family for those ten years. Then it all fell apart. A little bit of bickering evolved into full on shouting matches. Any resemblance of that loving, quant family was gone. Zoe didn’t know how it got that bad. It wasn’t something she could see coming or predict. It just seemed to grow, like a storm coming off the lake and then suddenly the little drops of rain turned into a huge down pour accompanied by the crashing thunder of broken dishes and screamed curses. She. “So… you like getting spanked by a woman?” I asked as I made my way over to him.“Well, um, maybe,” he said with a twinge in his voice. He didn’t seem like quite the overly-masculine boy-prince I was used to seeing him as; he seemed like any ordinary teenage boy, maybe a bit submissive.“It’s okay, Victor, I do too,” I revealed to him.“Well, it might be anything though. This thing gets rock solid if I find out Steam is having a sale,” he explained, trying to avoid my assertion.“Alrighty then..