Relax, Your on Vacation

Relax, Your on Vacation

My wife and I decided that we were going on a long (three weeks) vacation away from home. There was no itinerary, but we were going to see as much of the country as we could. More importantly, we were going to stop at any touristy type places that caught our fancy, and there was no hurry to get anywhere. If we wanted to sleep in, we would. So in a way, the plan was in every way, opposite of the type of person that I am.

To prepare for this vacation, my wife bought some recordings that were intended to help me relax. Yes, you guessed it; they were hypnosis (CD’s). I thought, what the hell, they can’t hurt. So about three months before our scheduled vacation, I started listening learning to relax and slip into trance.

There wasn’t much to them. The first CD’s she had me listen to were just an induction and then suggestions about being laid back, going with the flow, taking it easy, and having fun rather than the quick paced life that tends to rule me. I recorded the first CD’s on my computer and then transferred them to my IPod. That way, I could listen to them every evening after work, multiple times on weekends, and even play them on repeat all night long.

My wife thought that that was a great idea and said that she noticed that I seemed calmer and more relaxed after a couple of weeks. With that success she purchased more hypnotic CD’s and started adding them to my play list.

To tell you the truth, most of the time, I fell asleep listening. Other than the first couple of tracks about relaxing, and being laid back, I really don’t remember anything that was suggested while tranced.

About a month before we were to leave on vacation, while getting ready for work, I asked my wife what she would think about me shaving my beard. I had a beard since before we were married eight years ago. She said that would be a wonderful anniversary present for her – that it was rather “scraggly” – and she didn’t like the way it scratched her when we made love.

That weekend – off came the beard.

Meanwhile, the play list seemed to be getting longer, but I didn’t seem to mind. I had a doctor’s appointment for my routine annual physical, and was congratulated by him for getting my blood pressure down. The previous year he was considering putting me on medication, but didn’t want to start me on medicine at age 28.

I figured, hey, it must be the tapes. They are helping me relax and let go of a lot of the stress in my life.

Encouraged by that thought, I didn’t complain when my wife again revised my playlist of hypnotic tapes to listen to during my “relaxation sessions”.

When June arrived, we started working on our tans. I am very fair skinned and burn easy. If I don’t build up a tan slowly, I burn and with the threat of skin cancer, I have learned to use sun block and take it easy so that I don’t get too much damage. Fortunately, my wife applies sun block to my back. I can’t reach most of my back and she is more than willing to help.

One day, she took the sun block and applied it to my arm. It looked weird. The hair on my arm was all plastered down. She said, “That’s what your back looks like when I apply this stuff. It will look awful at a swimming pool or beach if we have to apply it there.”

Her suggestion, remove the hair. I thought why not, I don’t want to look like a gorilla with sun block plastering the hair down anyway.

She told me to relax by listening to my files on my IPod while laying on my stomach on our deck. When I was out, she applied hair remover to my back. She also applied it to the back of my legs – all the way down to my ankles, and as much of my arms as she could reach. Then she washed the hair remover off my back, legs, and arms and rolled me over. (I don’t remember any of this but she said I cooperated with her.) Then she applied the hair remover to my chest, and the front of my legs and anywhere on my arms that were missed on the first pass. After the second application was washed off, she turned off my IPod and woke me saying it was time for a shower.

Ok, talk about a shock to the system. I never felt so naked in all my life. It was the first time since pre-puberty that I was not covered with fuzz. The only hair I had on my body was under my arms, and in my pubic region.

When vacation time arrived, I had a slight tan, but was concerned about wearing shorts or a T-shirt in public. My wife said to relax, and the conditioning from all the hypnotic sessions seemed to kick in and I simply didn’t care what people thought. I was “relaxed” and nobody was going to know who I was, and people encountered on vacation would never be seen or heard from again.

We had a couple of enjoyable days traveling and taking in the sights. I still listened to my again, “newly revised” play list. The third day out we slept in to 8 o’clock. Yes, for me who normally is up at 5 and out the door at 6, 8 is sleeping in.

There was no rush so we when to a mall we found. My wife wanted a manicure and pedicure. Why not? We are on vacation and there is no rush. We are supposed to relax and simply enjoy doing nothing.

The shop wasn’t busy, so the girl asked if I wanted a manicure and pedicure also. I said that I didn’t think so. My wife, however, said that I should just relax and go for it. I don’t remember agreeing, but I did enjoy the foot massage. The girl didn’t say anything about color, but when we got back to the car, I noticed that the flip-flops revealed that I had bright red toenails that matched my fingers that had acrylic extensions that were also bright red.

We drove back to the motel to get our things, and my wife said to relax, nobody’s going to know.

I don’t remember changing in the motel before we left, but about an hour later on the road, I noticed that I was in a skirt, I could feel the band of a bra around my chest, I didn’t know what kind of stuffing was causing my chest to protrude about 3 inches, and that I had much longer hair than I could remember.

What’s going on? Why am I dressed like this? What’s with the nails? What the hell is going on?

She said relax, I’ll explain everything.

I bought you the hypnotic CD’s to help you relax. They worked so good, I that I thought that I would try something a little different. I’ve always wanted to do certain things, but your macho personality always balked at my ideas. So I thought that a little feminizing would encourage you to do what I want for a change.

You have been listening to feminizing hypnosis for the last two months. Don’t worry, you are not going to become a cock sucker or anything, you are going to relax and enjoy a few feminine things with me on this vacation. You did enjoy your manicure and pedicure didn’t you? Bye the way, you picked the color yourself.

By the way, did you enjoy your make over at the cosmetics counter? (Then I noticed in the vanity mirror – I had on eye shadow, eye liner, mascara, and lipstick!) Who, what, where, when????

In the suitcases, are our clothes, but must tell you, I threw all of yours away at the last motel, so all we have left are what I brought. Don’t worry; we will be stopping to get something for you to wear the rest of our vacation.

To say that I was shocked would be an understatement. We did shop. I couldn’t get out of the car until she told me to relax. I couldn’t try anything on, until she told me to relax. Soon, I was relaxed.

Our three weeks of vacation were the best and most rewarding time of our marriage to that point. We made love, like newlyweds, spent time in theaters watching “chick flicks”, shopping, lounging at the pool – (I have some tan lines that are going to be very difficult to explain), and simply talking about anything and everything.

She wants me to continue to listen to the play list. It is being revised again. I don’t think that I will be growing body hair anytime soon, if anything, I’ve notice I haven’t been to a barber since…?
We are already talking about next year’s vacation. We’ve discussed things like: where to go, what to wear, but one think is for certain, I don’t think I’ll need a wig. I if she has any more hypnosis CD’s she wants me to listen to.