Fitting

I looked at my wife as she held the white padded bra with the small red flower. "It's a perfect first bra," the saleswoman said. "Lightly padded to give the illusion of breasts and to make it apparent one is wearing a bra. That makes it especially popular with our younger, female clientele who are proud to finally wear bras."

My wife looked at me. "What do you think?" she asked.

"I...I was hoping for something more...subtle," I said softly, face red.

My wife turned to the saleswoman. "He's embarrassed," she said, then turned to me. "Mother said to get a padded one, it's not supposed to be subtle, it's supposed to be feminizing.

The saleswoman nodded in agreement. "How long has he been in panties?" she asked.

"Six months," my wife said. "I'll admit it was strange at first, but I've grown to see the merits of it. Mother said to insist on a bra if I liked him in panties, so...here we are."

"It isn't something every women appreciates, a feminine husband, but it has it's advantages."

"It's his own fault," my wife said, thankfully leaving it at that. "I like this one, this style. Do you do fittings?"

"Of course," the saleswoman answered. "He's wearing panties now?"

My wife nodded. "Mother said I should insist so we disposed of all his male underwear."

"Then let's go back to the fitting room to measure him. I could do it here in front of other customers, some wives prefer that for the humiliation factor, but I prefer to do it in a fitting room where he can strip down to just panties so you can see how a set looks on him. Personally, I think that's just as humiliating."

"I'm fine with that," my wife said. "Hon?"

"What...whatever you think," I mumbled.

"Excellent," the saleswoman said. "Let's start with that one, get him fit, then when we know his size, we can pick others, bras and sets, if you'd like."

"Mother said sets are best," my wife said, "matching sets are more feminine."

The saleswoman paused. "Before we have him undress, is he caged? Sometimes a fitting is...stimulating."

"No," my wife sighed. "We haven't...really I haven't decided, but he's tucked so that shouldn't be a problem. He's small, regardless."

"You really should cage him," the saleswoman said.

"That's what mother says," my wife said, "I just...I should."

"It confuses them," the woman touched my wife's arm. "You're doing all this work to feminize him, swelling can undo all of it."

"I just worry he'll be miserable. He always has been when we haven't been intimate. Mother says it won't be like that."

"Dear, I can tell you from experience, he'll be much happier when he's caged."