The Sissy Bride: What to Expect
By janice337
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XXX Disclaimer: This is an ADULT STORY depicting GRAPHIC
ADULT SITUATIONS. It in no way condones or recommends
unsafe sex and is intended for MATURE ADULTS for
entertainment purposes only. XXX
I was in the bridal suite preparing for my "marriage", which was to take place in two hours. I was extremely nervous, and my mother, aunts and sisters didn't help as they fussed around the hotel suite getting my makeup and hair done. My white chiffon dress hung neatly, ready on the front of the closet door. I sat at the vanity and tried to keep my pouting bottom lip from shaking as I wondered how I had come to this.
Was I a "happy bride"? Not exactly. You see, I'm a sissy. I'm a young man who has demonstrated under the new Virility Law that I am unfit to marry and reproduce, and am also unfit to bear "full responsibility" for my life decisions; which makes me available to be sold into marriage to a "virile male of suitable character".
I wasn't going to cry again.
My mother fastened some earrings to my ears, the fifth pair in the last hour, and fussed over me. I had determined that she always wanted a daughter and now was about to have one, if only for a little while.
"What's the matter honey? Are you still nervous about being a bride?" She cooed.
"No mom, I'm being forced to give up my life as guy!" I cried out.
"What's the matter?" Said one of my aunts to my mother.
"She's nervous, isn't it cute?" She replied.
"No Mom, it's not 'cute'!" I interrupted them. "In two hours I'm going to stand at the altar and... and be given away to a man! Doesn't that bother you? I was a guy before I started growing these... these..."
I reached down to my slip and motioned to my budding breasts. (I was little more than an A cup at this point, but my nipples were quite large and red thanks to the drug therapy.)
"Oh, sweetie..." She murmured, fussing with my curls and bangs. "You may have been a 'guy' but you were never really a man, were you?"
"Yes, I was! I had a girlfriend and everything. Kaitlin was going to marry me..."
"Kaitlin is a fine girl! She was never going to marry you!" She argued. "She was a petite and beautiful young woman who deserved a virile man to give her mother grandchildren! You were never going to be able to do that with your... your... well, your endowment."
The tears began again. "Oh Mom! We were in love! Sure, she wasn't terribly happy with my... performance... but we loved being together! Why did she have to tell you all about it?"
"Now, honey, you're ruining your makeup. Look, your mascara is running. If Kaitlin hadn't confided in me, then you would have gotten married and she would have eventually begun cheating on you for her satisfaction. Now, don't give me that look, you know women have needs. I knew you had been reading those stories on... what was it called..."
"Hypnotube." Answered my aunt Rose.
"Yes, Hypnotube." Agreed my mother. "I knew you were reading those stories, and that's when I began to hear about the new Virility Law the government instituted to help young men find their place in life. Now, you won't go wandering off to the homosexual community or get involved with crime, or make a young, deserving woman unhappy by pretending to be a real man."
"I'm... I'm not a girl... I don't care what they do to me..." I cried softly thinking of what the doctors at the Institute for Gender Reassignment had told me what the future would hold for me.
"Now, hon, you ARE a girl. Your new hubby, Ted will see to that. Your therapy is coming along fine. They say you'll be a D cup within a year to eighteen months. The... rest... will take place within two years. I may even have grandchildren before I'm too old to care for them..." She laughed.
Aunt Megan and Aunt Rose both laughed happily, agreeing.
"I... I don't even like him... he scares me." I admitted, looking in the mirror again.
"Of course you're scared, honey. He's a real, virile man, with a real, virile cock between his legs. He's not like the other young men of your generation; he's got a real set of balls. He's very successful as a businessman I'm told, though he's also a little 'aggressive' I've heard."
"Yes, I've heard that too." Said my Aunt Megan.
My mother continued. "He's an aggressive, confident man. He'll make a wonderful husband. His selection of a sissy bride was a brilliant move. You'll make a very successful wife to him because you're naturally submissive, which I can tell he likes. He's a 'conqueror', Robert. You were never so confident."
I began to realize where I'd failed...
"He's also seen your projected looks and figure after your reassignment is complete, and he's very excited to have you in his home, as well as his bed."
"You've had the oral training, haven't you?" Asked aunt Rose. "Perhaps he's scared about his wedding night?"
"Yes," Said my mother. "He... or should I say 'she' has been trained as a cocksucker, though only on prosthetics. The doctors said she was a 'natural'. She'll be on her knees tonight." She smiled proudly
I blushed deeply, looking down at my thin, soft legs.
Aunt Rose came in with a large, colorful brochure from the Institute. "Here, they handed me this to give to you after your latest visit. It's to help with your wedding night. It will help alleviate some of those 'jitters'." She giggled.
The title read: The Sissy Bride: What to Expect on Your Wedding Night in Ten Easy Steps
I took the brochure and put it on the vanity in front of me. Mother had finished fixing my makeup, and kissed me on the cheek.
"Read up. It may help."
I just pouted at her.
"Oh, and before I forget, Kaitlin said she could make it today."
"What!" I stammered. "She's... she's going to be here?"
"Yes, she wanted to show you her new engagement ring, but I told her that you would see her at the reception this evening."
"I... but..." I began, my lipsticked mouth agape.
"We'll leave you alone for a little while, honey." She winked, and left.
I turned back to the vanity, looking at my face, framed by curls and pouting in the light. My bottom lip began shaking again.
"...engaged..." I thought.
Probably to that asshole Nick Mason who used to beat me up in school. He certainly fit the bill as a "virile male" under the new law. He probably had a license for a dozen kids. I remembered him swaggering in the locker room, his thick prick swinging back and forth between his legs. He used to flirt and paw at Kaitlin in the hallways at school. I never had the nerve to stand up to him. I guess he'd been catching up to her over the last several months.
I picked up the brochure and opened it to the first page, it read:
Welcome to this phase of your gender reassignment. We hope your wedding day is one of fulfillment and reward as you take your place as a proper woman in your community!
You'll be nervous for your husband on your wedding night, but try not to let it get in the way of giving what you've been conditioned to provide for your husband.
1) Being Positioned as a Female
[There was a series of illustrations showing a sissy on her back with her legs up and another on her hands and knees, and yet another bent over a cushioned chair.]
This can be a humiliating experience for a young sissy-bride, but it is important that you show your new husband obedience. You don't want him to get rough with you, do you? You'll more than likely be positioned on the bed, with your bottom in the air. Your legs should be about shoulder width apart, though your husband will more than likely spread your legs for you. You'll feel a bit of embarrassment as your anus comes into his view, but curve your spine upward, making your bottom "presentable". He should react instinctively by putting his hands on your hips, and possibly giving your bottom a few "spanks" to put you in your place mentally. This is perfectly natural.
2) Feeling Him Inserting the Head
He may or may not "play" with your anus, but your conditioning has assured that you'll begin to secrete moisture at this point. You'll feel him "mount" you, and some sissies have reported this is the most humiliating aspect of sex for them, as it effectively robs you of any remaining maleness. Don't resist your husband at this point. The head of a real man's penis is mushroom shaped, and may vary between two inches and as much as three and a half inches in width. The length of the head and its overall shape may vary. The head of a man's penis is designed by nature to spread a female open so that the shaft can penetrate fully. It is also designed as a pleasure-sensitive region for the male, and provides stimulus for the female upon insertion to help stimulate an orgasm (as you will feel shortly)
[There followed some obscene illustrations, most of them computer rendered drawings of the mushroom heads of male penises. Some of them were almost unnatural in width and appearance, and I felt my anus beginning to moisten against my will as I stared and fought back fresh tears.]
3) Penetration
At this point you'll feel the head spreading you open. Try to relax. Let nature take its course. Some deep, abdominal breathing will help you, as you become a full woman.
4) The Full Thrust
Most penises are straight and become wider toward the base. Some have a slight curve and some may have a pronounced curve. Nature intended this to help the male "fit" with the female's reproductive organs. His initial thrust may be pronounced (in order to establish full-dominance). Our best advice is to listen to your husband at this point.
5) Being Positioned on Your Belly
Many men reposition their wives to facilitate a more relaxed position. You may find being under a man in such an intimate way to facilitate the closeness in your relationship. Many women and sissies report a feeling of "protection" feeling their husband's weight on top of them.
6) The "Humping"
It will depend upon the circumstances, but for maximum intimacy, we recommend having the lights low or off, and a blanket or sheet available to cover the both of you. The thrusting action of a male can vary between "slow and steady" to "dominant hammering". Your husband's instincts will be in control here. Again, let nature take its course. Some sissies have reported that concentrating on their breasts rubbing against the bed has helped to keep them from crying out too loudly.
7) Feeling His Ejaculation
(see illustration #7) Accepting your husband's semen is part of life and of nature. It can be very edifying to a marriage to cry out to your husband as he's filling you, or to even whisper intimately. The amount and heat of his ejaculation is normal, as most real men deposit between 6 - 8 ounces of semen during a single act of intercourse.
[There followed another illustration, this time of a computer rendered "cutaway" drawing of a couple's sex organs. The male had penetrated at least 12" into the sissy, and it showed a rather enormous amount of ejaculate filling a pocket of the sissy's bowels.]
8) Post Coital Intimacy
Relax with your husband. When he withdraws, you may feel fresh feelings of "humiliation". At this point you are no longer a male. Let nature take its course and explore your new intimacy with your mate. He may demand that you "clean him". Be sure to utilize your oral training properly.
9) Sleeping with His "Load" in You
You may feel the urge to push your husband's semen out. DON'T! He will be expecting you to sleep with it inside of you from now on. This is a perfectly natural way for males to establish sexual dominance and to assure your dependence. It may feel quite thick and warm inside of you. A real man's ejaculate is thick enough to cling to soft tissues for nearly an hour before it "thins". You may experience some side effects such as trembling, acute lubrication of your anus, a thin ejaculate from your sissy "clitoris", or even nausea akin to "morning sickness". This is all perfectly natural and most symptoms subside after a year or so of marriage.
[Another illustration showed a happy couple after sex, the sissy had her legs entwined with her husband's and she was orally cleaning his cock, a cutaway drawing showed a pocket of his semen in her. My face felt incredibly hot just then. I could barely hold the brochure.]
The Sissy Marriage: Carrying His Seed
[Illustration showing a sissy demurely putting a sanitary pad between her legs and smiling.]
During the daytime hours, you may retain the sensation of his "load" in your abdomen. Many sissies report that this feeling combined with the sensation of walking in heels, and wearing of bras and panties helps them alleviate remaining feelings of "maleness" and helps them to adjust to their new dependent roles with their husbands. This is both natural and welcomed! Until your gender reassignment is completed, it will be up to you to explore your feelings of femininity and help make your marriage a successful one. The therapy has also ensured that his additional testosterone in your system will help tip your hormonal balance to help the development of your breasts.
I put down the brochure with trembling hands. My thoughts were wild and panicked! There was no way I could have done something like that to Kaitlin! Did "real men" actually do things like that... How was it even possible? Could I have been fooling myself all of my life... My heart beat furiously in my chest. My legs trembled thinking of Ted's powerful arms and chest. Thinking that my tits would get bigger the more he fucked me! The wedding was barely an hour away.
I reached for the purse Aunt Megan had given me as a gift. My manicured hands nervously undid the snap and opened it. I felt myself growing faint and sat down on the bed before I collapsed. She had seen fit to put some sanitary napkins in the purse for me. How considerate. My mother and aunts were returning to help me into the dress.
"Time to get you ready, Bobbie!" She exclaimed.
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