Based on a captioned image from an unknown creator, this is the story of how Alan's mom and a female friend conspired to lead Alan to his destiny as a woman, serving women and becoming his true self.
Men are so weak. That's why I married Alan, he was precious and worshipped me like a puppy dog. Plus, he didn't know the story behind how we met or how he became Allison. Now look at Allison, she's what I - and her mom - always wanted.
I knew Alan's mom from our jobs. I am the CEO of a large corporation, and she worked for one of our largest vendors, and we hit it off, in lots of ways. That woman has style. She's got just the right curves, wears V neck tops that show just enough cleavage to make you drool, and her jeans show off a butt that every woman should envy. We became good friends.
One day she told me about her frustrations with Alan. He was a college graduate who still lived at home. Because he is so petite and soft spoken, he couldn't get a job anywhere. She also explained that his social life was non-existent since high school. The boys thought he was gay, and the girls saw an effeminate classmate who wasn't what they were interested in. To me, Alan was sweet only child who never had siblings to play with.
As a result, his mom did a few things. First, she replaced all his men's panties with pretty cotton ones, removing the tags. When he asked about the new undies (that's his word), she explained that she was shopping at Nordstrom and found these and knew they would fit him perfectly. She never mentioned that they were women's, and he didn't ask. Plus, his thingy was tiny, so it didn't make much of a dent.
But I knew about the undies, and the lacey socks he also wore. About 18 months ago, his mom fixed us up on a date. She knew I didn't like men, they can be so disgusting, and of course Alan and hit it off. I also "discovered" his panties and socks and when I said something, he turned bright red. What was best was how he did everything I wanted.
Our romance blossomed, I never touched his thing or let him put it in me. Rather, he learned how to pleasure me orally, like the best scenes from lesbian porn. He is so gentle and patient.
About a year ago, we got married, in a small intimate service. Rabbi Ellen knew all about Alan too. Interestingly, Alan never said a word about the fact that our wedding was being officiated at a synagogue with primarily LGBTQ members.
Once we were married, he became even more docile and compliant, I never called him Alan again, he is Alli now. At that point, I accelerated his transition, ridding him of all his boy stuff so that he only had ladies' pants and blouses.
That was when we took care of the rest of the plan. Our company owns many other companies, and I arranged for a job interview with Molly, who needed an assistant and adored effeminate men. He wore the prettiest pink blouse and pull up pants to the interview.
Molly hired him instantly as an assistant, with the condition that he would need to get into better shape and follow the diet she was putting him on. (He was always skinny but thought nothing of this.) The diet included special vitamins, which were required. Alan was so happy to finally have a job he did whatever Molly ordered. The changes came slowly, but they came, and with his hair having grown out and his nails also far longer than a guy's would be, he was changing before my eyes. He was a carbon copy of his mom, except down there.
Once he reached this point, I told him about our plan. He knows I love him dearly because he is so precious. I also explained why he will be so much happier as my sissy cuckold, and working for a domme like Molly means he could get out a bit and maybe meet a guy or two. He looked down as he heard all of this, but I saw his lips curl upward.
Now that he knows what we did, he also knows that with his body and the permanent changes, he has no choice but to continue. Those luscious 34B cups aren't going away, nor is that welcoming butt.
Look at him, I mean her. He's Allison now. Sure, Allison will continue to orally please me. Once he gets rid of his male thingy, we can do so much more. Plus, I have a few guys lined up for him. I always wanted a woman wife but didn't want one with an independent streak. Look at Allison, she is so lovely. Men, they're just weak and useless. As my new wife, she's all I ever dreamed of.
