I didn’t think I could be anymore emasculated. I mean, I was already living full time as a girl. My wife kept encouraging me to be more feminine. She said it was because she wasn’t attracted to men, anymore. That was a lie. Because I was never going to be the powerful man she really wanted, she took delight in taking my manhood away. Before long, i had grown breasts, and my penis had shrunk down to almost nothing. I enjoyed becoming a girl; it really felt like I should have been born female. As I became more content with the weaker, more inferior version of myself, my wife grew more distant. She was craving a real man, and I was becoming a perfume wearing, dainty little dummy. One day she told me to make sure I looked extra cute because her new boyfriend was coming by, and she wanted to show him that I wasn’t a threat. I was devastated, but slightly excited to be submissive to a man in front of my wife. I meekly greeted him when he arrived, bowing my head and looking up at him. He was very tall, and very muscular, making me seem tiny by comparison. “This sissy is your husband?”, he asked, gruffly. “Don’t worry about her, Daddy” said my wife, sweetly, “Princess can’t even get hard anymore.” I felt my whole body blush hotly in humiliation. As my wife and her boyfriend commanded me to sit on the floor, facing away from the bed, I felt so helpless and weak. It was exciting to hear them kissing and laughing, and it was absolutely electric to hear them make love. A sad and embarrassing realization started to push itself into my brain. I was witnessing an alpha male take my wife away from me, and I was no longer a man in any way. I was a bimbo dolly.