Miss Roxi told me that to make Mike’s feminization work I had to go slow and in stages. She also encouraged me. “Panties are a gateway drug.” She told me. If he had already agreed to wear my panties, then full-on girl mode would eventually follow.

To turn Mike into Michelle (OK, I'm still working on a girl name for him...), I decided to start from the ground up. I just figured that meant with his feet. A little background here: Mike is a firefighter/paramedic and he works a three day on three day off schedule. He misses me and I miss him when he’s away so when we’re together it’s a three day ‘sex-fest’. We love bondage. Some of our most erotic escapades have come when one of us is tied down. So that’s where I began. (Cue devious laughter)

That afternoon I began by sliding up and down his lean sexy body, covering him with kisses, biting his nipples, making him moan, all the while tying his wrists to the headboard of the bed. When I produced the polish, Mike made a face and started to complain, but in all honesty he didn’t put up much of a fight. For Mike (and me too), being tied up sort of absolves you of any responsibility of what the other person does to you. Oh… I could tell you stories (Am I blushing?)

With his wrists tied, it was child’s play to paint his toenails a sexy red. Oh yeah, he complained, but after teasing him with my lips and tongue he settled down and let me finish. “You know I can’t say no when you do that…” He moaned as I licked him. “Oh yeah,” I thought. “This is gonna be easier than I thought.”

His toes stayed red for the rest of the day, because, silly me, I forgot to buy any polish remover the last time I went to the store. “Gee, Mike… I’m sorry. I thought there was some polish remover around here somewhere…” (yeah, right). All the while, I flirted, kissed, hugged, nibbled, anything I could to increase the sexual tension. Because when Mike is horny, there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for me