Chapter 20: The club

The first rays of sunlight gently broke through the morning mist as Sam opened his eyes. He blinked into the golden light that crept through the half-closed curtains of the bedroom and bathed the bed in warm colors. Next to him lay Julie and Frank, still deep in their dreams. Sam felt the tingle of excitement that had been with him for days as he carefully crept out of bed so as not to wake them.

A special meeting was to take place today. It had been planned for weeks, but Sam didn’t know exactly what to expect. That thought might have worried him more, but this morning brought him an unexpected freedom - for the first time in a long time he was no longer trapped in his penis cage. When he went into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, his gaze involuntarily fell on his sex.

He looked at it for a moment, feeling the relief, the freedom of no longer having any restrictions, but something was different. His penis seemed smaller, almost tiny compared to what he was used to. Sam suppressed the fleeting thought, pushing his insecurities aside. Today was going to be different - a step in an unknown direction, but one he was prepared to take.

After showering and putting on a bathrobe, he returned to the bedroom, where Julie was already awake. She smiled mischievously at him, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Frank lay relaxed next to Julie, his massive, muscular body shimmering slightly in the soft early morning light. His broad shoulders and the defined lines of his chest were clearly visible under the blanket, while his powerful biceps wrapped around Julie’s slender body. His hand rested gently on her hip, while his gaze was calm and content. Between his legs, his impressive penis hung in a relaxed state, but even now, at rest, it was large and heavy, almost majestic in its presence. Julie lay in Frank’s arms, her legs slightly open and her vagina still glowing a little reddish, a delicate sign of the passion they had shared the previous night.

“Good morning, Sammy,” she said gently, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “We’re meeting up with Tom and Becky again today. Are you looking forward to it too?”

“Yes, I think so,” Sam replied hesitantly, his nervousness returning. “But I’m not sure exactly what to expect.”

“Don’t worry,” Julie replied and took his hand, gently pulling him towards the bed. “I’ll make you beautiful and you’ll feel amazing. Everything will be fine.”

Sam knew that he would be wearing women’s clothes today - that was part of the plan. The thought of it made his heart beat faster, a mixture of uncertainty and excitement spread through him. Julie was already arranging the clothes: a silky dress in soft pink, matching stockings and high heels. She looked at him lovingly, her voice soft but firm.

“You’re going to look fantastic, Sammy. Trust me.”

The morning began quietly and peacefully as all three slowly gathered in the kitchen. Julie, leaning slightly against Frank, had a smile on her lips as the smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the room.

Sam, still a little shy, took his time to shed the last traces of nervousness as they enjoyed breakfast. Frank prepared fried eggs and crispy bacon, while Julie filled small bowls with fresh fruit.

The conversations were light and informal, almost as if the day would bring nothing out of the ordinary. They laughed together, talked about everyday things and enjoyed the peace and quiet of the morning. The moment was warm and familiar, a brief respite before the preparations for what was to come began.

When breakfast was over, Sam and Julie went into the bedroom where everything was ready for the day. With a smile, Julie led Sam to the bed where the carefully selected clothes lay. “Let’s get you all dressed up,” she said gently as she helped him undress.

Sam now stood naked in front of her as Julie began to pull out the first delicate items of clothing. The silky fabric of the rose-colored dress shimmered in the sunlight streaming through the window as Julie pulled the stockings over Sam’s legs.

Her fingers slid playfully over his skin, and Sam could feel the tingle of her touch as the soft material hugged his calves. The dress followed, gently hugging his body, and Julie helped him adjust the straps before giving him an admiring look.

Sam sat down on the edge of the bed while Julie knelt in front of him and took the stockings in her hand. Slowly, she pulled the first stocking over his legs, the cool, silky fabric smooth against his skin. Her touch was gentle, almost tender, and Sam couldn’t stop a slight tremor from running through his body.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Julie asked with a seductive smile as she playfully slid her fingers over his calves before pulling up the second stocking.

Sam just nodded, unable to speak as his excitement mingled with a deep sense of vulnerability. Julie then pulled the dress over his head, the fabric wrapping easily around his slender figure, making him look almost fragile. She adjusted the straps as her fingers stroked his shoulders and took a step back to look at him.

“You look beautiful,” she whispered, her eyes shining as she scrutinized him in the mirror. Sam turned slowly and looked at his reflection. The soft dress, the delicate stockings - he felt strange, but there was something attractive about this transformation. Something that took him into a world he barely understood.

Julie stepped behind him, put her arms around his waist and pressed him gently against her. “Everything will be fine,” she whispered reassuringly before kissing him on the forehead.

Once she had finished herself - her elegant black dress hugged her curves tightly - Julie put on his high heels, which matched his look perfectly. Her hands slid gently over his ankles as she fastened the straps.

“Ready?” she asked, winking at him as they finished the final preparations.

Sam nodded, his heart pounding wildly. He didn’t know what to expect, but the mixture of excitement and nervousness held him firmly in its grip. Together they walked to the car, where Frank was already waiting. The sky was clear and sunny, and the fresh breeze blowing through the streets made Sam feel the coolness on his skin even more pronounced.

The drive was quiet, and Sam tried to ignore the growing tension inside him. Julie was talking cheerfully about the upcoming meeting, but Sam couldn’t quite focus on the conversation. Something felt ... strange, as if he had a hunch he couldn’t quite grasp yet.

They drove through the streets of the town, which gradually became more familiar, but Sam paid no attention. It was only as they drove along the long, tree-lined driveway that he slowly realized where they were going.

“The club,” he whispered softly as the magnificent building loomed before them. His heart began to beat faster while Julie, who was sitting next to him, stared happily at the landscape, unaware of what awaited her.

“Are you ready?” Frank asked as he parked the car, looking at Sam through the rearview mirror. Sam nodded, although his nervousness was eating him up inside. The women’s clothes, the high heels, the fact that they were at the club - it all weighed heavily on his chest.

Julie, who still didn’t realize that they were going to the club, got out of the car and stretched in the warm sun. “Let’s go then,” she said cheerfully, unaware of the world she would be entering in a few minutes.

Sam followed her slowly, uncertainty growing inside him. As they walked towards the entrance, he could hardly ignore the throbbing feeling in his chest. He knew that the evening would be different from what they had imagined.

As the heavy doors of the club opened to let the three of them in, Sam was greeted by a wave of warm air and subdued light. The room they were now in was elegantly and luxuriously furnished. Sam could hear the soft music playing in the background, overlaying the low murmur of conversation. The club had an upscale, almost private atmosphere that was both exciting and intimidating.

Julie looked around, still unsuspecting, while Sam felt his tension growing with every step. Frank put a reassuring hand on Sam’s shoulder as they entered the reception hall. “Everything will be fine, Sammy. Relax,” he said quietly, his deep voice sounding reassuring, but it didn’t calm Sam’s heartbeat.

A familiar laugh rang through the room and Sam turned to find Becky and Tom standing at the edge of the room. Becky looked her usual flawless self, in a tight dress that emphasized her curves and red hair, while Tom stood beside her, calm and confident. But when their eyes fell on Sam, the smile on Becky’s face faded.

“Sam?” Becky’s voice sounded surprised, almost incredulous. She looked him over from head to toe and her eyes widened as she took in the delicate, feminine appearance of Sam in the rose-colored dress. It was a moment of silence as Becky and Tom realized that Sam had changed - that he was not the same man they had known before.

Tom also seemed speechless. His eyes darted back and forth between Sam and Frank, as if searching for an explanation. “What ... what’s going on?” he finally asked, his voice faltering slightly.

Julie, who hadn’t noticed anything until that moment, turned around in surprise. “Becky! Tom!” she called out cheerfully and walked towards them. But then she also noticed the look on their faces.

Frank stepped forward, his presence immediately dominating the room. “Sammy has decided to try something new today,” he said calmly, his voice full of authority. “We’re here to celebrate this change together.” He could barely suppress a laugh.

Becky blinked in confusion, her green eyes still fixed on Sam. “But ... Sam? I don’t know you like that.” She shook her head, as if trying to comprehend the image before her.

Tom, who had been standing silently by, took a step forward. “You look ... different, Sam,” he murmured, his eyes scrutinizing Sam’s feminine appearance. It was obvious that the change surprised him as much as Becky.

Sam felt the weight of her gaze on him, and although he felt vulnerable, he slowly lifted his head. He wanted to explain himself, wanted to say that this was part of his journey, but the words seemed to fail him. Instead, it was Julie who finally broke the silence.

“Yes, it’s different, but Sam has finally found the courage to discover and live out his true self,” Julie said with a loving smile. Her voice was calm but determined as she took Sam’s hand and gave him a supportive look. “We’re all behind him. It’s a big change, but it feels right.”

Frank nodded in agreement and put a hand on Sam’s shoulder again. “Sammy has come a long way, and we’re proud of her. This isn’t an easy step, but she’s doing what feels right for her.”

Larry, who had been watching the scene, now took a step closer, his eyes sparkling with amusement, but not dismissively. “It takes courage to accept yourself, especially if that means going against the expectations of others.” He winked at Sam. “You’re doing well, Sammy. You should be proud of yourself.”

Sam suddenly felt like he was being watched from all sides. His uncertainty was clearly visible on his face, and although he felt that everyone around him supported his decision, he felt infinitely small and vulnerable at that moment. Finally, he forced himself to smile faintly and mumbled, “I think ... I think it’s okay. It’s just ... Still new to me.”

Becky and Tom, still looking stunned, looked at each other before Becky finally took a deep breath and said, “It’s a lot to take in, Sam, but if that’s your way ... then we accept it.” She nodded, as if trying to convince herself of that, and finally smiled a little forcedly. “We just want you to be happy.”

Tom, who had so far remained reserved, nodded slowly. “Yes, if that’s what you want, then we’re behind it.” He still looked a little unsure, but there was no judgment in his words, just surprise. “How could it escalate like this?” Tom asked himself as he felt his penis cage begin to squeeze.

Just as the tension began to ease a little, Janet entered the room, her presence exuding a natural authority. She wore an elegant black dress that emphasized her slender figure, and her lips curved into a broad smile when she saw the group. “Ah, my dears, I am pleased to see you here.”

Janet stepped up to them, her eyes wandering over Sam before she smiled warmly. “Sammy, you look beautiful. I hear you’ve taken a big step.” Her voice was calm, and her words gave Sam a sense of reassurance that he desperately needed.

Sam, still a little embarrassed, just nodded, unable to find the right answer. Janet sensed his uncertainty and put a hand on his shoulder and hugged him, whispering in his ear: “You’re in good hands here, Sam. Everything you’re experiencing today is part of your journey. Just let it happen.”

“So this is Janet, who I’ve heard so much about,” Julie thought to herself as she looked at the other blonde with the shorter hair. “Nice to meet you in the flesh,” Janet suddenly said to Julie, snapping her out of her thoughts. “I’ve heard a lot about you and you’re even more beautiful in real life than in the stories,” Janet continued somewhat lasciviously, which made Julie blush and only a brief “thank you” escaped her lips.

With these words, she pointed to a discreet entrance at the edge of the room that led into a private area of the club. “Come on, let’s go to a quieter room. We can be undisturbed there.” Her tone was reassuring, and she led the group through the elegantly designed club to a separate, luxuriously appointed area.

The room was bathed in soft, warm light and thick curtains ensured that they were protected from prying eyes. Comfortable sofas and armchairs stood together in a cozy seating area, while glasses of champagne were laid out on a table. Janet let the group take their seats and sat down in an armchair herself, her eyes intently watching the proceedings.

“I think tonight is a wonderful opportunity to celebrate,” said Janet, raising her glass.

Julie and Frank also raised their glasses, while Becky and Tom hesitantly joined them. Sam felt everyone’s attention on him, but in the midst of this new reality, he could also sense that these people were sympathetic to him. Despite his uncertainty, he felt a strange sense of relief slowly filling him.

“Here’s to you, Sammy,” Janet said lovingly, her eyes shining with pride.

Sam raised his glass and murmured a quiet “Thank you” before taking a sip. The group smiled at each other and the evening took a quieter, yet meaningful turn. Sam knew that this was just the beginning of a long journey, but with Julie, Frank and his friends by his side, for the first time he didn’t feel alone on this path.

While the group sat comfortably on the sofas and the first conversations relaxed, Becky couldn’t quite seem to let go. Her eyes kept wandering anxiously to Sam, who was sitting silently next to Frank. She had long suspected that Frank was exerting too much influence over Sam, and now that she saw him in women’s clothes, her suspicions grew.

Becky leaned slightly over to Tom and whispered to him, “I don’t know, Tom. Look at him. It’s not like Sam. Do you really think that’s his free will?”

Tom shrugged his shoulders slightly and tried to look at the situation soberly. “Maybe he’s just discovered a side to himself that we didn’t know,” he said, but even he couldn’t quite hide the uncertainty in his voice. He had always seen Sam as a rather quiet but self-confident man, and this sudden change didn’t fit in with his image.

Larry, who had noticed the quiet conversation, placed his hand gently on Becky’s knee. He sensed the tension in her posture and knew that something was unsettling her. With a quiet smile, he leaned over to her and Tom, his deep voice slipping into the conversation almost casually. “Becky, I know what you’re thinking. You’re wondering if this was all Sam’s own decision.”

Becky raised her head in surprise and stared at Larry. How could he know what she was thinking? She was sure she had hidden it well, but Larry always seemed to have an instinct for such things.

“You think Frank is pushing him into this role, don’t you?” continued Larry, holding Becky’s gaze. “But I can assure you that’s not the case. Sam made up his own mind about this. I’ve been watching him, and this is something he wants to do for himself.” Tom, who had always perceived Larry as someone who saw things through without saying much, nodded slowly. “Do you really think that’s what Sam wants?”

Larry leaned back, his smile widening, almost as if he was sharing a secret with them. “I’m sure of it. Frank may seem confident, but he would never force Sam to do anything he didn’t want to. You have to understand that Sam has discovered a new side to himself. He needs support, and Frank is just the one to give him the space to do it. Becky hesitated. She wanted to believe what Larry was saying, but something inside her still resisted. “It just doesn’t look like the Sam I know,” she murmured, “It feels like he’s changed ... And I don’t know if it’s really him.”

Larry nodded in understanding as he took Becky’s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “Change isn’t always easy to accept, Becky. Sometimes someone changes in ways we don’t immediately understand. But there’s nothing forced about it. If you watch Sam, you’ll see that he’s fine. He just needs some time to feel comfortable in this new role.”

Becky looked over at Sam, who was sitting quietly on the sofa while Julie lovingly held his hand. It almost seemed as if he was radiating some kind of relief, but there was no mistaking the uncertainty in his expression. Nevertheless, he didn’t seem like someone who was being forced against his will.

Tom was the first to shed the last of his skepticism. “You know, Larry’s right,” he said quietly to Becky. “Sam looks ... more relaxed than I would have thought. Maybe there really is more to this than we know.”

Larry put his arm around Becky’s shoulder and spoke quietly so that only she and Tom could hear: “You have to trust Frank, Becky. He wouldn’t push Sam into a role he didn’t like. Look at the way he supports him. That’s real caring, not manipulation.”

Becky cast one last skeptical glance at Sam, who was now talking to Julie and seemed a little more relaxed. She sighed deeply and finally nodded, albeit somewhat reluctantly. “Maybe you’re right,” she finally said. “Maybe I just have to accept that Sam has changed.”

Larry smiled with satisfaction. He knew it was a delicate balancing act, but he was sure that Becky and Tom would eventually accept that Sam had found his own way. It was a process, but in time they would understand that this change had actually come from Sam himself.

Janet, who had noticed the conversation, rejoined them at that moment. “Everything all right?” she asked with a friendly smile.

Larry nodded slightly. “Yeah, it’s all good. We’re just talking about Sam’s new path. It’s not easy for everyone, but we’ll manage.”

Janet grinned. “That’s good to hear.” In the cozy, luxuriously appointed room, the conversation slowly became more intimate, but there was an underlying tension in the air that no one quite dared to address. Janet, who was keenly observing the dynamic between those present, noticed Becky’s recurring glances at Sam and the unspoken concern in her eyes.

Janet knew it was time to release this tension. She leaned back in her chair and surveyed the group before raising her voice - calmly, but with the clear authority that characterized her dominant presence.

“It seems there are some things left unsaid here,” she began with a slight smile. Her gaze rested briefly on the red-haired Becky, then wandered to Sam and Tom. “I think it would be good if we clarified things a little. Sam and Tom, I’d like you to undress.”

Her words struck the group like a lightning bolt. Becky looked at Janet in amazement, while Tom shifted nervously in his seat. Sam, on the other hand, felt his tension return instantly as he looked uncertainly at Frank and Julie. Both gave him reassuring looks, but Janet gave them no time to resist.

“Becky” Janet continued “I get the impression that you think Sammy is being forced into something like this, but I want to show you that it’s not the case. She’s doing this of her own free will and you’ll see that”. Becky, who was watching the whole scene with growing discomfort, bit her lip. She had heard about the penis cage Julie had mentioned and wondered how much it had changed Sam in the last few months.

“Get up,” she said in a slightly sharper tone that brooked no argument. Her eyes wandered to Tom, who was the first to obey. He rose hesitantly and took a step into the center of the room, the eyes of the group on him.

Tom stood nervously in the middle of the comfortable seating area, when he opened his pants and slowly pulled them down, the view of Tom’s genitals was revealed.

The small metallic penis cage that tightly encased his penis shone slightly in the dim light of the room. Tom’s testicles, however, hung heavy and bulging between his legs, and the tightness of the cage made them appear even larger than they actually were. Becky shuddered slightly at the sight, although she was used to it from her husband. Tom was visibly nervous, but stood with his head down while Janet scrutinized him.

Julie couldn’t help but smile slightly when Tom’s small penis cage appeared. She hadn’t expected Tom to be in the same state as Sam, and the sight clearly surprised her, even though she knew that Becky and Larry had locked Tom’s penis up. Her eyes wandered briefly to Becky, who was sitting there with a slightly embarrassed expression. Julie took a moment to look at Tom’s bulging testicles, which stood out in contrast to the small cage. There was no judgment in her eyes, however, but rather a kind of quiet amusement - almost as if she had discovered a secret truth about Tom that she was keeping to herself.

“Well done, Tom,” Janet said with a barely perceptible nod. “That’s what I wanted to see. Your discipline has improved considerably in the last few months.”

Becky wasn’t sure how to feel. Although she was the one who regularly dressed her husband in the cage, it was still disconcerting to see him on display like this, especially in this setting. Her gaze involuntarily wandered to Sam, whose turn it was now.

“Sam,” Janet said with a gentle but unmistakable request. “Now it’s your turn.”

Sam felt his hands trembling slightly as he slowly stood up. His heart was pounding in his chest and the thought of undressing in front of everyone downstairs almost took his breath away. But Frank gave him an encouraging nod and Julie placed a reassuring hand on his arm.

With hesitant movements, Sam lifted the rose-colored dress he was wearing, revealing his slender legs in the suspenders. When the dress was pulled up to his hips, he slowly reached for the waistband of his briefs. It seemed as if time stood still for a moment as Sam pulled the briefs down over his hips and finally slipped them off.

What emerged made Tom and Becky’s eyes widen, especially theirs. Contrary to expectations, Sam was not wearing a penis cage. Instead, an extremely small, almost tiny penis was revealed, hanging soft and limp between his legs. His testicles were also remarkably small, almost inconspicuous, which made the sight even more disconcerting.

Becky, who had firmly assumed that Sam would be wearing a cage similar to Tom’s, was speechless. She hadn’t expected Sam’s genitals to be so ... minimal. Tom, who was also surprised, stared at Sam’s small genitals, unable to hide his astonishment.

Larry and Frank couldn’t take their eyes off the scene as Tom and Sam undressed. The sight of Tom’s member forced into the tiny penis cage and Sam’s natural but surprisingly small penis made the two men react to the situation with an almost mocking glint in their eyes.

Larry shook his head slightly, a broad, almost triumphant smile on his lips. “Wow, Tom, you’re really wearing that with dignity,” he said with a hint of amusement in his voice. “It’s hard to believe you’ve lasted this long in it.” His gaze then wandered to Sam and he couldn’t help but laugh softly. “And Sammy ... so petite, almost like a little clitoris. That’s quite a sight.”

Frank, who was standing next to Larry, leaned forward slightly and gave them both an appraising look. “Now that’s what I call humility,” he commented, his voice laced with a smug undertone. “It seems we have two very ... humble men in front of us.” He winked at Larry before adding: “It’s amazing how small white penises are, isn’t it?”

Both men exchanged a brief, amused glance as they savored the feeling of superiority at that moment. They knew that their words would hit the mark, but they couldn’t pass up the opportunity to comment on the situation in their own dominant way.

Janet, who had been watching everyone’s reactions closely, slowly stepped forward. “As you can see Becky,” she began, “Sam is not wearing a penis cage. What you see is Sam’s natural appearance. Tom, on the other hand, is wearing a cage” Her voice was calm, but there was a certain emphasis in her words that left no doubt that she was in control here. “There’s nothing he needs to hide.”

Becky tried to hide her confusion, but she couldn’t help but ask: “But ... Julie, you were talking about a cage. Doesn’t that have anything to do with it?”

Julie, who had remained quiet until now, shook her head gently. “Sam was wearing a cage, Becky. The cage I mentioned was an earlier phase. What you see now is the result of Sam’s journey. It was his choice to go this way and we don’t need a cage for that either.”

Becky looked at Sam again, this time with a soft expression in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Sam,” she said softly. “I thought ... I thought Frank had pushed you into it. But now I see that it really was your decision.”

Sam, still feeling naked and vulnerable, nodded weakly. “Yes, it was my decision,” he murmured.

Janet stepped up to him and put a hand on his shoulder. “And that’s the most important thing, Sammy. You go your own way. No one is forcing you to do anything.” She let her words sink in before turning back to the group.

The atmosphere in the room changed. The initial uncertainty slowly dissipated and Becky and Tom began to understand that Sam’s trip was indeed a personal decision. Janet had made it clear in a subtle but firm way that no one here was being forced. Sam and Tom had revealed their intimacy, but it was more than just exposing bodies. It was a revelation of their innermost identities.

The atmosphere slowly changed as Janet’s words raised the tension to a new level. It was as if the air suddenly became thicker as everyone’s eyes shifted back and forth between Sam, Tom and the others. The room filled with an unspoken anticipation that seemed to tickle everyone’s nerves.

Janet, who was still firmly in control of the situation, let her gaze glide over those present and a slight smile played on her lips. “It does seem a bit unfair that only Tom and Sam are so free here, while the others are still dressed.” She paused for a moment, letting her words sink in, before looking directly at Larry and Frank. “So, what do you think, Larry? Frank? It’s time for you to undress too.”

Becky’s eyes widened slightly in delight and she couldn’t hide a happy smile. The idea that the two tall, muscular men would also be undressing made her slide back and forth in her seat excitedly. “Oh yes,” she said, her voice sounding almost playful. “That would only be fair, wouldn’t it?”. She thought of the comments she had heard about Frank, who was said to be extremely well-hung.

Larry laughed deeply and shook his head slightly as he stood up. “Janet, you know exactly how to heat things up around here.” He began to undress slowly, first unzipping his pants, which slid to the floor. He wasn’t wearing any underwear underneath, and when he undressed completely, his imposing, muscular figure was revealed. His large penis hung limply between his muscular legs and Julie could hardly take her eyes off it, while for Becky it was now a familiar sight.

Frank, who still had a quiet smile on his face, followed Larry’s example and undressed too. His powerful stature and equally impressive member stood in stark contrast to Sam and Tom’s modest appearances. It was an image of superiority that fueled the erotic tension in the room even more.

Becky couldn’t help but laugh softly as she looked at the two men. “That’s quite a sight,” she murmured quietly as she blushed slightly. She was completely surprised, Larry was already well endowed, but Frank put the icing on the cake.

Janet, who was watching the whole scene with a satisfied expression, nodded. “That’s much better. Balance is important.” She took a step closer to the men and let her gaze glide over the entire group once more. “But this is just the beginning. The club is about to open, and in this area, as you know, the motto is to be naked. So...”

She paused meaningfully before continuing: “It would only be appropriate if everyone undressed.” She looked sharply at Becky and Julie. Becky was aware of this rule, having been here many times before, but for Julie and Sam it was something completely new.