Pretty Little Things

Rachel Whitfield found the texts on a Thursday morning. Seven weeks of messages from a woman named Ginger. Photos. Videos. Proof that her husband Craig had been cheating with a twenty-two-year-old bartender while Rachel brought him coffee in bed and gave him head on his birthday.

She should have filed for divorce. Taken him for everything. Started over.

Instead, she gave him a choice.

Leave with nothing, or stay. And if he stays, things change. Everything changes. He does what she says, when she says it, for as long as she says it. No questions. No negotiation. No complaints.

Craig chose to stay. He thought it couldn't be worse than losing the house, the cars, the investment accounts. He was wrong.

What starts with women's panties becomes dresses. Then makeup. Then heels and wigs and a name that isn't his. Rachel discovers she's good at this, better than she ever imagined. Feminizing her cheating husband isn't just revenge anymore. It's something she needs. Something that feeds a part of her she didn't know existed.

And Craig, locked in closets, dressed like a doll, forced to watch his wife fuck other men while he sits bound and gagged in pretty pink dresses, discovers something too. Something about humiliation and arousal and the way his body responds when Rachel calls him her sissy.