“Who’s in there?, is that you Stu?” mom asked, jigging up and down on the spot, her motions making thudding sounds on the carpet outside the doo..., her heart sinking knowing that the only toilet in the house was engaged“Yes! ... why?” I asked, not knowing the reason why mom was making a fuss.“Oh ... shit!” mom groaned, “How long are you going to be? I need the toilet! ... I’m pissing myself” she continued, stress sounding in her voice.Upset that my bath was being disrupted and not wanting to. It was 2 pm and Courtney had come over to my downtown apartment to get ready. My roommate and her boyfriend had gone on vacation to the Bahamas for the week so I had the place to myself.I hung out with Courtney every free moment I had. She was my first West Palm friend and just her presence made me feel like my old self. “Do you think I should call TJ and invite him out?” I asked Courtney.I had met TJ at Courtney’s house two weeks before. What had started as day drinking, evolved into some. Well, as you might imagine with the lesbian theme dominating, a gradualfeminisation process followed with the husband putting up little or noresistance to this progression.To start with, he removed all his body hair, at his own suggestion.This was just after he started wearing nightdresses, in particular hisnew satin one. He now keeps his body completely hair free.He started to wear panties occasionally under his normal clothes. Thisstarted one day when he found no clean underwear in his drawer. ***Over the next hour, the young wife must have made herway in and out of the living room 20 times. Instead ofwatching the television screen when Cindy was present,most of the eyes in the room were now focused on herlarge, firm breasts as they seductively bounced andwiggled with each step. If a set of eyes wasn’t fixatedupon her breasts, they were on her sweet ass, watchingit twitch while she moved along.“Why is your wife dressed that way?” Shawn asked Davidonce Cindy left the.