The Experiment

The are some things in the world that are hard to understand.

And my wife has to be one of them.  I guess I have to take some

of the blame.  I was the one who married a professor of Abnormal

Psychology.  That word 'abnormal' probably should have given

me a clue as to what I was getting into.  But no, I was madly in

love and blind to the obvious.  Trust me, I'll never make that same

mistake again, although I doubt I'll ever have the opportunity.

We had been married only a few months when I unwittingly

Became the subject of one of her silly experiments.  She was

working on a book on male psychology, mainly how far the

typical male can be guided down the road to feminization

before he rebels and again lays claim to his masculine privilege.

Without my knowledge she had the college's audio-visual

department set up our house like a top secret meeting place.

Cameras and microphones were hidden everywhere, and I

overlooked every single one of them.

So she began the experiment on me, using subliminal recordings

she made herself, hormones, and special preparations prepared

by the college's neuro-pharmacy program.  The changes came

slowly, so slow I never even suspected a thing.  Gradually I began

to act differently, dress more feminine, grow my hair our and even

wear makeup.  People began thinking I was strange, but it all just

seemed so natural to me.  And she was getting everything on

those stupid recordings.

I guess that I really helped make her book a success.  I was pulled

way into the world of womanhood before I even realized what was

happening.  But it's funny.  When she finally explained everything

to me, she also offered to pay for any and all expenses to reverse

what she had done to me.  She gave me a chance to be a man

once again.  And what did I do?  I told her 'NO.'

The two of us are still married, but we have what you might say is

an open relationship.  I have my boyfriends.  She has her boyfriends.

It works out pretty good most of the time.  Once it got complicated

when we were both screwing the same guy, but I let her have the jerk. 

I don't like guys like that.  I can do better than that.