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Synopsis

Christian Good feels out of place, in that confusing time between high school and college that’s especially tough on virgins. Eager to ditch him at a club, his sister plays a prank on him that gets him intimately entangled with the hunky but troubled Blake. When he follows Blake home in the middle of the night, he quickly finds himself in over his head and at the man’s mercy.
Whether he wants to be or not, he’s Blake’s wife for the night...

This is an 11,000 word story, featuring a young man’s first time with another man, intense intimacy, humiliation, forced feminization, anal and masturbation.

EXCERPT:

“Tell me something. How about this one? She’d never wear this one in a million years.”
“What about it?” said Chris.
Blake crowded the boy into the corner on the front walkway of his house, even darker than the night sky under the awning, breathing hot and loaded right into his face. He held up the skirt to Chris’ body, then the top, like a quivering mannequin. The boy looked a bit bigger than his wife but his wife wasn’t coming back. She left him and rejected his fantasies, wouldn’t obey like a wife should.
He’d have to do.
Blake watched the boy cringing as though he could feel the tight fabric of the fetish outfit digging into his skin already, binding him like duct tape. He was no delinquent or hooligan, just an angry kid who didn’t know what the hell he wanted. Chris would shut up and listen as long as Blake put pressure on him, he’d probably do anything and everything to save his own ass, even if he didn’t know what he was saving it was from.
“Take it,” he said, using his shoulders to make an impressive, imposing figure over the boy. Chris took the garments in his hands and felt them, the padding in the built in bra, the tiny, thin shorts meant to be worn under the skirt. He still hadn’t got it but it was hardly his fault. He knew what was coming next but couldn’t really know until it happened.
He clutched them tight in his hand, welling up with fright but knowing that whatever it was that came next was preferable to spending the night in lockup for vandalizing some asshole’s car. He was way too small, way pretty for jail, even an overnight stay. He’d come close to getting in that kind of trouble before but had always managed to slip out of it, conjuring terrifying thoughts of staying awake with his back to the wall as he waited for Monica to post bail.
“Now get your skinny ass in the house,” said Blake through his teeth, flecking spittle on the boy’s face. His own face was red. To the left and beyond the open door it looked dark as a cavern, a black hole he might not escape if he lost his head.
Chris slunk past holding the outfit, stunned, knowing Blake was close behind.

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