Role Reversal

Hello there dudes and dudettes!

I am back again with a new caption, this time around a Patreon request by KittyCali, who wanted a guy trying to make his butch GF more feminine, and it only backfires greatly!

This is a Patreon April 2024 request.
And with that I say my goodbyes for now, and until next time stay happy and healthy!

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"Damit damit damit!" Victor cursed loudly as he quickly ran into the kitchen, or at least as quickly as his high-heel-clad feet allowed him, the rythmic click-clack echoing through the house.
Once in the kitchen Sam started to rip open all the cabinets and drawers, rummaging through them to find anything useful that would help him get dinner ready in just a few minutes
"How could I overlook this?! Sam is going to be so pissed!" he continued to panic, hitting his hands on the table in frustration as he got ready to boil some pasta and hope for the best.

The unfortunate situation that Victor found himself in started a few weeks ago when he was once again arguing with Sam, his girlfriend for two years, for not being womanly enough.
"Common Sam" he said, or more like whined, as his girlfriend just stood there with her arms crossed. "All I am saying is that you are not as womanly as you could, and probably should, be."
"Oh, is that so, huh?! And what do you have in mind" Sam snapped back, rage evident in her voice as she leaned forward, her taller and more muscular frame still towering over Victor despite her slouched form.
"Nothing big. Just maybe wear some more make-up. Maybe wear something less baggy. And of course you could stop going to the bar and the gym and maybe cook for me instead?"
"So what, you want me to become your docile little housewife? Tend to your every wish?!" Sam nearly barked, her face red as she was about to lose her shit with her boyfriend's demands.
"Yeah!" the guy in question just laughed, the tension in the room going straight over his head. "You got the gist of it! So you agree?" he said, only for Sam to scream and stomp off, leaving Victor confused.

Though he would not be for long as barely a week later, after he took a shower in the morning, he found his usual clothes missing, and his girlfriend sitting on the bed with an impassive look.
"Eh, Sam, do you know where my clothes are?" Victor innocently asked, not thinking to much about her hiding his clothes. "Of course, I have them right here, darling."
However he quickly began to realize that something was wrong when she presented him with some female underwear and a white dress, her face still unmoving as a statue.
"Haha!" Victor started to laugh, a bit strained and unsure. "Ah, that was a good joke, Sam, but can I have my clothes back now?" he asked, sweat starting to form on his brow from the situation.
"What are you talking about, dear?" Sam just answered, her face breaking into a wide grin as she walked closer to Victor. "Those ARE your clothes, you silly little goose!"

At that moment Victor completely realized that Sam was 100% serious about this. "Wh-What are you talking about, Sammy? Those are fe-emale clothes, and I am a guy. I can't wear that!"
"Of course you can, Vic. I mean I just thought that you could be a little more FEMININE, alright?" his girlfriend replied, making Victor go pale. "After all you are the girlier one of us, but you still wear such baggy clothes, and are hardly doing any housework. That just won't do."
"N-Now wait a minute, Sam" Victor stammered out. "W-We can talk this all out, alright? We ca-" "No, we can't! We had this talk so often, and you always start anew! Now YOU will become the pretty little miss housewife, or else you will have had a girlfriend for the longest time!"
And before Victor could try to plead with his agitated girlfriend or do anything else she was upon him, jumping him and easily overpowering him with her superior physic.

She then dragged him back to the bathroom where she grabbed a razor and began to shave him completely from head to toe, leaving him only with his eyebrows as the rest went down the drain.
Next she grabbed a few boxes she had stashed away in the bedroom, and before Vicotr could realize what Sam was doing a set of big breast- and hipforms was glued onto his body.
And as Victor thought that things could not get any worse a smiling Sam approached with a corset in hand. "N-Now hear me out, Sam, t-this is going a b-bit too far, donÄt you think soOOOO!"
Victor began to speak, but before he could finish Sam already put the corset around his stomach and pulled it as tight as possible, robbing her boyfriend of his precious air in the process.
"Wow, you already start to look like the perfect housewife with those curves, but there is still some stuff missing to complete the look!"Sam giggled, admiring her boyfriend's new curves.
And with that she began to dress him up as feminine as possible, starting by gluing his willy in between his legs, followed by a pair of white satin panties being pulled up his legs.
Next she grabbed the white, slightly seetrough dress and pulled it over his head, the cut of the dress making sure to put as much cleavage on display as possible, while barely covering his ass.
The last step of the outfit was a pair of equally white and strappy 4-inch heels that she forced onto his feet before she stepped back to admire her work, while Victor finally caught his breath.

"S-Sam, I t-think this is enough. You ma-ade your point" he huffed out, but Sam just shook her head. "I don't think we are done, after all a make-up-less and bald head hardly screams feminine, right?"
And so Sam began the final part of her boyfriend's transformation, starting it by covering his face in multiple layers of foundation to give him a pale and smooth complex.
Next she grabbed tweezers and put his eyebrows into thin feminine arches, followed by gluing long fake lashes to his eyes before rimming them with eyeliner and covering them in eyeshadow and mascara.
Sam then moved her attention to his lips, first injecting them with collagen until they were plump and pillowy, which was soon followed by multiple layers of red lipstick being added.
What followed this procedure was a brunette wig being glued to Victor's bald head, the new hair reaching his lower back, before she decided to pierce his ears and add some earrings.
Lastly she glued some long acrylic nails to Sam's fingers and added a small chain around his neck to complete the look, leaving Sam looking like a sexy female that male's would drool over.

"And done. I have to say, you really make for a pretty little housewife, Victoria" Sam snickered, holding up a mirror so Victor could see what exactly he looked like.
And to his shock and horror he realized that he didn't look like a male at all, and that he looked exactly what he hoped Sam would look like if she just agreed to become more feminine.
"S-Sam... I really think this i-is enough. I-I am really sorry for-" "Shut it! This is not enough, not at all! And if you don't want me to leave you and take all your guy clothes with me you better do as I say and become my pretty little housewife, okay?! You will do everything you expected me to do. You will cook, you will clean, and you will make yourself look pretty! I say we do this for a week, but every time I find you slacking or failing I will add a week to this lesson, alright?"

And this is how Sam found himself running across the kitchen, desperately trying to get dinner ready before Sam returned after having overlooked the time while cleaning the bathroom.
"Honey, I am home" Sam's voice rang through the door, and in despair Victor realized that he was too late as his girlfriend walked into the kitchen, looking at her dinner, or lack thereof.
"Aww, did you overlook time again, Victoria? Don't worry, you will surely get it right next week" Sam giggled as she wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's waist, and Victor could smell the alcohol from her breath.
"Also don't forget that we are invited to the neighborhood grill party next week, and I expect your A-game, after all I told you how great of a cook you are and how you will take care of everything."
This made Victor groan, imagining the days of work that were loaded onto him alongside his other wifely tasks that Sam expects him to do.

"Oh, and I spoke with Harry, the guy next door that watches you from time to time that you always complain about" Sam continued, and for once Victor actually perked up a bit.
"And? What did you talk about?" he asked, believing that his girlfriend told him to get lost and to stop staring at him all the time, but her next words made those beliefs die an ugly death.
"Not much. He just talked about how he can't stop looking at your sexy ass after we had a few beers. And I mean, can you blame him? Just look at that juicy piece of meat!"
With that Sam started to groap Victor's ass hard, making him groan from the sensation.
"We then talked about how you and me always talked about having kids. One thing led to another, and now I expect you to meet Harry tomorrow. And better wear something sexy."
"W-What?" Victor stammered, not believing his ears, and not realizing why he should meet Harry until Sam hugged him harder and he could feel something long and hard poking at his behind.
"Yeah, I decided he would be the perfect candidate to put a bun in your oven and make our wish happen. And now forget dinner and come upstairs, I am gonna teach you how to get properly bred!"