Done

"Well, what do you think?" my mother-in-law asked my wife as they looked at the sheer pink, flowered bra and panty set on the bed.

"They...they're pretty," my wife said, hesitant.

"You don't like them?" my mother-in-law asked.

"No...I...I do...they're just...more feminine than I expected."

My mother-in-law nodded. "There are two schools of thought," she said, "start with something plain to ease into it or start with something feminine so as to avoid confusion."

"You prefer to avoid confusion, I assume," my wife asked.

My mother-in-law looked over at me, nodded. "In my opinion, starting plain gives misplaced hope; it's best to make things clear. This isn't a game, this isn't test, this is a new reality. I assume you find them pretty?"

It was obvious from her eyes she expected an answer. "Y...yes, Ma'am," I swallowed. Objectively, they were pretty, something I'd have loved to see my wife wear.

"Go on," my mother-in-law said, "change into them."

I looked at my wife, hoped for the last time she'd stop this, but she just stood there, watching. "What about his things?"

"His things?" her mother asked.

"His male things."

"Once he's dressed, he'll gather up all his male underwear to be disposed of."

"All of it?" I gasped. "What...what about...the doctor or...or..."

"All of it," my mother-in-law glared. "I believe I was clear, those days are done. Masculinity is done, maleness is done, all of it is done."

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