Michael was a young, ambitious man who was sent by his employer on a business trip to Austria for several weeks. There, he was to lead a staff training program, a task he undertook with enthusiasm and a sense of responsibility. But this business trip was more than just a professional assignment for him. It offered him the opportunity to pursue his secret passion in an unfamiliar environment: He longed to be a woman.
To fulfill his secret desires, Michael had chosen a hotel room far from the training center to ensure that no one from the training would follow or encounter him. After the training, he transformed into “Michelle”—the woman he always wanted to be. The first week went smoothly, and no one seemed to notice. But on Thursday, everything was about to change.
Preparing for the evening
Michael was particularly excited that Thursday. As Michelle, he had received an invitation to a dinner party, and he was looking forward to the opportunity to go out in his feminine identity. To avoid attracting attention, he planned to take the train rather than drive. To be on time, he had to go straight to the train station after class. Therefore, he had decided to partially change into his feminine clothing during the last break.
In a secluded corner of the training center, he swapped his male underwear for a black lace bra, matching thong, and shiny, nude-colored pantyhose. In his excitement, however, he forgot to pull his socks over the pantyhose. He returned to the training room, unaware that he had made a mistake that would later cost him dearly.
An attentive observer
Ms. Schuster, an older and particularly attentive participant, was known for her sharp powers of observation. She was a woman who not only noticed details but also investigated them with precision. When Michael returned to the training room after the break, her gaze immediately fell on his feet. The shiny tights peeking out from under his trouser legs piqued her curiosity.
But Ms. Schuster decided to find out more, without Michael or the other participants noticing. She came up with a plan: She would deliberately make him move in such a way that she could gather further evidence for her suspicion.
The game of discovery
During the training, Ms. Schuster suddenly raised her hand. “Mr. Meier,” she said in a friendly tone, “could you please explain to me again the difference between these two graphics? I think I missed something.”
Michael, intent on maintaining a professional demeanor, nodded and approached her table. He leaned forward to show her the details of the graphics, while Mrs. Schuster watched him intently. Just as she had planned, the movement caused his bra straps to slip slightly from under his shirt collar. A triumphant smile crossed her face, but she quickly hid it behind an innocent expression.
“Ah, I understand,” she said, before asking him another complicated question. This forced him to turn and inadvertently shift his shoulders, revealing another view of the bra strap. No one else in the room noticed, but Mrs. Schuster saw everything. With each of his movements, her suspicions were confirmed more and more.
“Could you please show me that again on the board?” she then asked, which caused Michael to stretch and push up the sleeves of his shirt. His pants rode up slightly, and Mrs. Schuster discovered the shiny pantyhose peeking out from under his legs. She enjoyed watching him like that, while he was completely unaware that he was revealing his secret bit by bit.
Ms. Schuster continued to ask targeted questions that repeatedly caused Michael to move in a way that gave her a glimpse of his hidden clothing. She kept him trapped in this situation until she was certain she had seen everything she wanted to see.
The confrontation
When the training ended and everyone else had left the room, Ms. Schuster remained seated and waited until Michael prepared to leave. She knew this was the perfect moment to confront him.
“Mr. Meier, could we speak for a moment?” Her voice was calm, but there was a sharpness in it that made Michael nervous. He turned to her, and the way she looked at him made him uneasy.
“Of course, Mrs. Schuster. What’s it about?” he tried to sound calm, but his voice trembled slightly.
Mrs. Schuster stepped closer and lowered her voice as she spoke: “I must admit that I noticed something very interesting during training today.” She didn’t take her eyes off him. “It seems you’re wearing nylons. But that’s not all…”
Michael felt his blood run cold. “That’s not all” sounded like a death sentence. Before he could respond, Ms. Schuster continued: “When you were at my table earlier, I happened to notice that you were wearing a bra under your shirt. And when you bent over, I saw a G-string peeking out from under your pants.”
He felt as if the ground had disappeared beneath him. His secret had been discovered, and the woman before him knew exactly what to say to completely disarm him.
“I wonder what your colleagues and superiors would think if they learned of these… preferences,” she said in an almost gentle voice, yet dripping with menace. “But don’t worry, I’m willing to keep this little secret—on one condition.”
Michael swallowed hard. “What do you want from me?” His voice was barely above a whisper.
“You’re coming home with me tonight,” she declared firmly. “From this moment on, you are Michelle. You will live with me and behave properly. If you refuse or try to evade this, I will make sure everyone knows your secret.”
A new life as Michelle
Michael knew he had no choice. Caught in a web of fear and blackmail, he agreed. The drive to Mrs. Schuster’s house was filled with oppressive silence. She led him into a tranquil, unassuming house that would soon become the setting for his new life.
In the bedroom, Mrs. Schuster opened a closet full of women’s clothing and pulled out a tight, black dress. “Put this on,” she ordered. Michael, or rather Michelle, reluctantly obeyed. With trembling hands, he took off his male clothing and slipped into the dress.
From that moment on, Michael was no longer the confident training instructor. He was Michelle, Mrs. Schuster’s involuntary “wife,” forced to fulfill her wishes and commands. His old life was over, and a new, enforced life began—one he had never wanted to lead, but now had to accept as an inevitable fate.
