CFNM Republic

And so it begins...

Michael was a good looking guy. He was athletic, 30 years old, 197 cm tall and the proportions matched. He always paid attention to live a healthy life. Do sports. Eat healthy, etc. Just on Sundays he let all rules fall and just did, what he wanted to do. Eat unhealthy, sleep long, stay lazy. He called it: "Cleansing the soul!" In a week of discipline, you need one day a week, where let you everything go and just enjoy your life.

He was smart and intelligent. He was liked by men and women. And he himself liked men and women. He is loyal to his friends, and likes to tease the people he likes.

He works at a middle sized company as the secretary of the boss. He likes his job and is really good at it.

But nothing is perfect. And Michaels biggest character flaw is his big ego. So big, that he sees himself as untouchable.

Michaels best friend Stefan quit his job some months ago for a new job in another country. Of course both stayed in contact. Stefan never got tired of telling Michael how great that something-something-republic is. How great the weather is. How great his new job is. How great the people are, who live here. Michael never really paid attention. He was happy for his friend and promised him, that one day, he would visit him.

In the last few weeks life took a turn for Michael. It started with his girlfriend braking up with him 4 weeks ago. His car was involved in an accident and a total loss two weeks ago. Fortunately for him, he was at work, when the accident happened. And last week, all employees in his company were called together. Their boss told them, that he will shut down the company. He is old, he told them. He has no children. And selling the company failed. He will share the money, that is left in the company with all of them equally. That way, they can pay for their living for at least the next six months. And he will give everyone of them perfect references to find a new job easier.

That evening Michael had a long phone call with his best friend Stefan.

Stefan told him, that one of the managers in the company he is working for, needs a new secretary. The one, who had that job before, got into legal trouble and was fired.

Stefan meant that job was perfect for Michael. He told him again how great that country is. And that he should definitely apply for that job. The colleagues were great, as well as the salary and all the other conditions. Michael had nothing to lose. So, he agreed.

The next day, Michael had a phone call with the manager Stefan was talking about. What started as a short phone call, became a nearly two hours long video call. During that call, he sent her his references. And suddenly everything went really fast. He got the confirmation the next day. He got the job and could start as soon as possible.

It took him around two weeks for all the formalities, like quitting his apartment and other contracts. He sent nearly all of his belongings to Stefan. He would live with him until he had an apartment of his own. All he kept were half of his clothes, including two of his best suits for work.

When Michael arrived at the airport, he was already taken by surprise. He saw male workers with a really strange uniform: A pouch around their male parts and shoes. "Interesting uniform." he thought.

He went to the checkpoint. The female guard said to him: "Welcome in the CFNM-Republic, Sir. Before you can leave the airport, we have to take care of the formalities."

She led him to the room behind her. The room was really simple. It was a small office with a desk and really modern equipment. He put his suitcase and bag next to the door. The guard immediately took it, put it behind a small door and closed it. Michael could hear something like band-conveyor. "They surely want to check, if there is something in it, that is not allowed to bring into this country. That is normal everywhere." he thought and went on.

The guard took his personal information and then told him: "Strip!"

"Pardon?" Michael asked.

"Well, strip!" she repeated her command.

Michael didn't know how to react. So, he sat there looked at the guard with a lot of questions on his face.

The guard on the other hand was not that patient: "Look, you are now in the CFNM-Republic. CFNM stands for Clothed Female Naked Male. Here it is against the law for men to wear clothes. So, strip now!"

Michael did, what he was told. His first reaction, when he was naked, was to cover his cock.

"Stand right there in the mark, please!" she ordered him. There was circle on the floor, that Michael didn't notice, when he entered the office.

"Ok. Relax. And put your hands to your sides." she said with a calm voice.

Suddenly a ring drove down with a blue light. It was their way to completely measure the body. During that process, she took his clothes and put them away.

When everything was done, she tattoed the barcode above his crotch area. That was really quickly done and painless. And because Michael like his crotch always clean shaven, there will be no way, it can be covered with hair in any way. She opened a small flap on the wall and took out a phone and small bag: "Here, this is your new phone. And this is your new clothing. I wish you a nice day." And with that, she threw him out of her office.

Michael couldn't believe it.

He opened the small bag and took out a pouch. He likes his body, yes. And he was self-confident enough, that he had no problem showing it off. But that pouch was ridiculous even for him. The pouch was too small for his junk. And the fabric was not that stretchy. He had difficulties to put it on.

When he was finally able to put it on, it looked even more ridiculous. That tiny pouch pushed his cock and balls forward, away from body. It looked like he had an ostrich egg in front of his body.

When Michael reached the exit, Stefan was already there, greeting him with a smile. On the way to the car, Stefan was as talkative, as he always was. Michael stayed calm, until they sat in the car.

"We need to talk!" was all he said to Stefan.

When both arrived at Stefans apartment Michael was furious: "Why didn't you tell me what's going on in this country?"

Stefan laughed: "Bro, I told you everything!"

"No, you didn't!"

"Of course I did. Oh wait. now I see. Your ego let you hear only, what you wanted to hear. Than let me explain. Again!"

Stefan repeated all the things, he already told Michael weeks or even months ago.

"Is now everything clear?" Stefan asked him. Michael answered with a short, grumpy: "Yes!"

"Fine. Now we should take of that." Stefan pointed at Michaels crotch with a smile. "That pouch is much too small for you. Let's go."

Men are allowed to own cars in the Republic. But these cars are rather simple. Not as luxurious as the cars women normally use. And you have to able to afford it, which makes it quite rare for a man to own a car.

Both went to a store for male clothes, which meant in this case, for penis pouches. There were pouches in all different kinds of sorts and sizes and colours. Pouches for workers made of a thicker fabric to offer more protection. Pouches for sports, that were more flexible. Normal, everyday pouches were also there.

Both went for the normal, everyday pouches. Stefan looked for the biggest size and found it: "So, which colour should it be? How about pink?"

"Are you crazy? I stay with black." Michael answered.

Michael had transferred his savings to his new bank account in the Republic. When he looked that the prices of these pouches, he realized, that his savings would definitely not survive six months, as he originally thought. So, he bought just two pouches.

Both went to a grocery store and bought some food for the evening. After that, they went home.

While Stefan was cooking, Michael took a long, hot shower. Everything he learned and saw today, went through his head. He couldn't help himself, but getting horny. Very horny!

His cock went from semi to fully hard in just few seconds. He had to jerk off. Michael has always been one of those guys, who didn't like to cum fast. So, he took his time. It ended with a huge explosion.

He left the shower clean and refreshed. Stefan called him: "Michael, a package has arrived for you. It's in the hallway."

Michael opened it. It contained his shoes and socks. That was all.

Both enjoyed the food and the rest of the day. Tomorrow Michael had his first real appointment with his new boss.