William Inspects His New Clothing

William went straight to the closet he shared with his wife and opened the sliding mirrored door. On his side of the closet was his assortment of clothing ... but there was something odd about it all. He grabbed one of his shirts and saw that it was too small for him, not to mention the wrong shape. There seemed to be a little extra room in the chest portion of the shirt, as if to make room for ... right. This belonged to his wife. All of these clothes belonged to her - the clothing that should have belonged to him.

So that meant that his clothing was ... on the other side of the closet. He closed this side of the closet and opened the other side. What he saw was clothing that should have belonged to his wife Bernice, but all of it was sized and tailored to fit William's masculine body. Dresses, skirts, blouses, halter tops, tank tops, sweaters, and more.

A thought occurring to him, William walked over to the dresser drawer where he kept his boxer shorts and socks, only to find them all sized smaller. They were his wife's now. He then opened the underwear drawer that normally belonged to his wife. In it he found bras, panties, tights, stockings, and some other things. Holding up one of the bras, he saw that the material and color was the same as one of his wife's, but the cups were almost totally flat. Was he supposed to wear bras? He had to wonder what the point was. After all, men didn't have breasts. There was no logical purpose for it. Grabbing a pair of panties, he saw that, just like the bra, the material and color was the same as one of his wife's, but the size was different and there was a pouch (or maybe sleeve?) in the front, allowing room for a man's dick and balls.

He dropped the panties back into the drawer. Was he really expected to wear all of this?