Accidental Gay Vacay

This story reveals how my wife set this whole thing up.

Every year my husband Harry and I like to go on vacation. We had not planned for next year yet. but then a co-worker and I were talking, and she shared that her boyfriend turned bi-sexual while on their last nudist trip, I was all ears. What!, how? Her boyfriend was 6 feet 2 inches and 250 pounds, he played football in college and was a total hunk!

She told me about a resort that turns your man into a more loving and compliant partner, at the cost of him turning gay. She said now she is more in control and he now helps out around the house, and their sex life, was never better. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She gave me the website information of a clothing-optional resort that allows open sex and said if I was truly interested in changing my life, I should check it out, and a special access code told the real story. This information was only given to invited guests and not for public knowledge.

I was nervous about the idea, however, going to a nudist resort was on our list of things to do. So that night I logged into the G.M. Resorts site. At first glance, it looked like a normal resort with shops, pools, a beach, a gym, a spa, restaurants, and a theater where they have shows and presentations. But after I signed in with the access code, I was greeted with a banner saying Welcome to Gay Maker Resorts. This view behind the curtain revealed its true purpose. To bring men into a new age where the woman has the power in the relationship, and how this was accomplished out in the open but the men have no idea what is happening. They will become more thoughtful, caring, less male ego-driven, and even more submissive. And all of this is controlled by you! The female in this relationship can customize how far you want your man to go.

Through the use of private labs and scientists, they have singled out a gene that replaces testosterone with mind-altering estrogen, This does not alter the body but the mind, making the men more open to suggestion and control. The main side effect is that the men become more feminine, and in most if not all cases they even become homosexual in behavior.

Harry and I have talked about his curiosity about gay sex, he even has shared stories and fantasies with me. This was going to be a perfect opportunity for us to spread those homo wings. I ordered an application packet that gave more information on events and amenities. Also in the packet, were HIV and STI tests that needed to be filled out within 4 weeks of travel.

Once the packets arrived I read through them several times. They outlined how upon arrival, the men will be started on a "Special" cocktail developed just for them per instructions of the spouse, based on how much of a submissive is wanted. Warning! Some men have shown almost immediate results. Depending on how much of a true homosexual is hidden inside.

The men's diets, drinks, and wardrobes will be controlled. As the men progress through the change, their clothes will be slowly replaced with new more feminine attire. The women can also control these changes. The resort staff can make these changes when the guests are not in their rooms, or the visitors themselves can do them. You have full control over how much you want things to change.

The information also said as the men were left to explore their new desires and need for sex with men, the women would be able to enjoy their vacation without the male influence, with trips to town for shopping and dining, or at the Spa for relaxation, all the while having access to CCTV cameras hidden all around the resort showing our men in action. I do believe I was getting a little moist thinking of Harry having sex with men.

Details describe that on the first night, there will be a post-dinner party with a Pink and Blue theme. Please buy a pink shirt for your soon-to-be beta as the gift shop sells out early. The Pink and Blue Party is where Tops in Blue will choose their soon-to-be bottoms for their first if it is their first, man-on-man encounter. After this first night, the men are forever lost in the need to fulfill their desire for men. They are not gay but will have an unknown need for other men, as the men progress through their change, the submissive men will be given pink skimpy swimwear to help identify the Alphas from the Betas. Remember, as they change they are becoming open to suggestions and will become more compliant to your needs and directions.

It was hard for me to wait till the weekend. That was when Harry and I sat down to plan our next vacation. As we searched for ideas, I happened to find a nudest resort that was having an open sex weekend. We had talked about our voyeur fantasies before so I knew this would pique his interest. As I attempted to leave the site, Harry stopped me and said go back. This is where I knew he was hooked. As we checked out the watered-down site, he became almost obsessed with the idea as we had not had sex for a while. We sent for an information packet and received a new packet geared towards attracting the males, not the real detailed information geared towards the women.

Harry was a new man, he was very excited for this vacation, I too was getting excited but was not sure if I was prepared for the new future. We filled out all the forms and got our HIV and STI results. When Harry wasn't looking I also added the waiver forms needed to allow G.M. Resorts to add the supplements to meet dietary needs, AKA hormone treatments, we also needed to get passport photos so the resort staff could put a face to names. This also allowed GMR to photograph and record all actives, of all nature. In the wife's packet, we also are told there will be a flash drive provided at the end of our vacation, showing all the activities so that the wife can view it for entertainment, or use it to keep her man in his new place. These forms were designed to protect GMR from lawsuits if a vacationer was unhappy with the results.

As the departure day arrived, we were packed and ready, I had bought Harry a nice pink Hawaiian-style shirt for the Pink and Blue Party. I also bought him some new cargo shorts, so they would be loose-fitting, and easy to get in and out of if you know what I mean.

When our plane arrived we were met by a limo driver to take us to the resort. Harry was very impressed. In the limo was champagne with our names etched on the glasses. This I knew was the start of his supplement doses, from here on, almost anything given to or available to him was laced for his transformation. Day one was a high-dose day to get things started and the doses were tailored for a progression rate requested by the man's owner.

As we waited in line, to check in at the resort, we were greeted by name and offered more cocktails and canapé. After getting our room keys we were offered a personalized tour of the grounds while we made our way to our room. We were shown the gym, spa, restaurants, theater, pool, and beach access. On our walk, we passed some bungalows and saw a group of ladies watching three men. Two of the men were fucking a third while he was on some sort of saw horse. He was bent over getting ass fucked while sucking the other's cock! I looked at Harry and saw wonder and excitement, his mouth was open and a small bulge in his pants was forming, he looked up at me and blushed. The guide saw this and said "I believe you two will fit in very nicely.

Once we got to our room I told Harry that we were going to the pool since it was still before noon. Our baggage was delivered while we were on the tour so as Harry was looking for his swim trunks I told him no trunks! He was going naked as this was our first nudest resort. He said OK but what about me, I told him I had a new suit and a lady never revealed the good stuff on the first date. As we got to the pool, there were a few people, but not many. We found some lounges and set our stuff down. I looked over at Harry, snatched the towel that covered his waist, and told him he wouldn't need this. He blushed and lay down. After a few minutes, I noticed a younger man looking our way, he was wearing a pink Speedo, a sign that this was a bottom looking for cock. I smiled at him and excused myself to Harry. I told him I was headed back to our room for something and asked him if he needed a drink. On my way to the room, I stopped behind some bushes and saw the younger man get up and head towards Harry. Wow, I thought this didn't take long. The thin younger man started talking to Harry and sat down. He handed Harry a lotion bottle and Harry began rubbing his new friend, then the man leaed forward almost presenting his ass to Harry. I started getting a little wet down below thinking of what might happen. Then all of a sudden the man left. Darn it. As the man walked away, Harry covered his face with his towel and lay down. Well with that over I started to walk back when I saw the man headed back to Harry, I stopped to watch as the man began to stroke Harry's cock till it was hard and then he straddled Harry inserting the cock into his ass. OMG right there in front of everyone, my husband was fucking some unknown guy's ass! I had to get closer, I could now see that the man was not that much younger but thin and hairless, with a feminine frame. A Twink is what I think they call it. The twink was riding that cock that belonged to me, but I was not jealous, I was getting turned on. I could see the twink was jacking his dick, too small to be called a cock, then he looked at me and smiled, he motioned me closer so I could watch. Just as the twink was about to cum he mouthed NOW! This is where I walked up and said "What the hell?!" Harry tried to sit up and the towel fell off, but the Twink pushed him down as he was cumming all over Harry's chest and face. Harry was in shock and scared of what just happened. I on the other hand went to shove the Twink off Harry and started kissing Harry as I was entering a sexual frenzy. I grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him to our room, he never had time to say anything, I threw him on the bed and rode his face to an earth-shattering orgasm. I hadn't cum like that in a long time. I rolled over and we napped till dinner.

After we woke up from our nap, I was surprised that Harry hadn't mentioned what happened by the pool, I think he was too embarrassed. After we showered I told Harry to wear his new clothes I got him. One look at the pink shirt he said he wasn't going to wear that, but I said please and that I bought it just for him. Well, what could he do? I was wearing a pair of black faux leather pants, a gray sequined bandana halter top, and no bra or panties. Harry said wow! You'll be popular tonight, all eyes will be on you. He tried grabbing and feeling me up but I said not now, you'll get yours later. We had a great meal and our waiter seemed to be flirting with Harry, every time he came by to check on us he would touch Harry's shoulder and make eye contact. We both noticed a lot of men wearing pink shirts and I told Harry, see it's common and he didn't stand out. I knew the real reason and was getting excited myself.

After dinner, I asked Harry if we could get a drink at the club. He agreed, and as we arrived there was an easel advertising the Pink and Blue Party, revealing that blue for tops and pink for bottoms. Harry said no way! And asked why he was wearing a pink shirt. I told him not to be silly, and that he'll be fine, just one drink and we'll leave. I had to drag him inside, we went to the bar and found a couple of stools. I had made a joke about pushing in his stool but he didn't laugh. We ordered a few drinks, and he just looked at the bar, he would not look around, afraid to make eye contact with anyone. A few guys were wearing pink and some in blue. All of the women present wore shades of black, white, or gray, signifying they were non-players for the night.

While we were talking a very handsome man, about 6' 2'', Short beard and blue eyes that matched his blue shirt walked up to us and introduced himself as Phil. Harry looked up and shook his hand, but Phil didn't let go right away making it a little awkward, maybe he was establishing dominance. Harry didn't say much but Phil and I had been talking as if Harry was not there. Phil asked if Harry was participating in the party theme. I informed him that he was, but Harry was a new, reluctant bottom needing a firm guide. My god he was handsome, I felt jealous of Harry, I would have fucked Phil at the drop of a hat. Phil was polite with the conversation and asked me what I wanted for Harry. I told him Harry needed a crash course in being a faggot, and that he had him all night if he wanted. Phil leaned in close to Harry, ordering a new round of drinks. This is where Phil, had placed an arm around Harry like they were old friends. Or on a date, claiming what is his. Harry had been quiet this whole time, shock? But as he looked up into Phil's eyes, Phil kissed Harry! Not just a kiss, but full-on tongue. Harry was in shock and didn't resist. This was my cue to leave. I saw that a few women were leaving or had already left as the men were pairing up for the night's events.

All the women were headed to the Spa, for a ladies' party. Here we would be able to watch our men turn into the gay faggots they were meant to be. There must have been about thirty women there, all talking about themselves and where they are from. It was an open bar so quite a few were getting tipsy. Our host began the evening by introducing himself and the staff, informing us of the CCTV cameras recording all the night's events. Prizes are given for certain acts that the men will be involved in. Several cameras were showing the bar and the men talking and dancing. I saw Harry dancing with Phil like a good girl. Just then the host spoke up saying we have a winner! On the screen was a dark view of outside, as the picture cleared and focused, we could see a man, a Top, standing with his head back. Then as the camera panned down we could see someone else, kneeling, giving a blowjob! One of the wives said, " That's my husband"! Everyone cheered and the wife was given a one hundred dollar gift card to the resort for having the first husband turned at the party.

We watched as the bar began to empty as the men were headed into a new world. We have another winner! Yelled the host, for the first open public gay act! The camera was in an elevator with what looked like four people. A couple were watching two men who were making out like high schoolers. Oh my god, it was Harry! I was awarded a gift card too. I could get used to this. As the night went on we saw things a wife probably should not see. But we were here to change our men, so watched we did. The CCTV was even in the rooms, we were informed that a lady's privacy was always number one at GMR, unless otherwise notified. There was a short view of what looked like Harry on his back with his legs up and getting fucked. The look of pure bliss was on his face. I knew he was a closet bitch. Phil had asked if I wanted a recording of Harry's deflowering, and I said yes, that would be so hot. I can't wait to see it.

I noticed that as the night wore on some of the women were getting horny. I was not sure if it was the live sex on screen, or the booze, or both, but some were flirting, kissing and some were leaving together. It was getting late and I was tired so I started to head back to my room. The resort was quiet and a lot of lights were still on. I could not sleep well, I was a little worried about Harry. Come morning, I texted Harry to see if he was OK, and wanted to eat breakfast. I wanted to hear all about his night.

We met at the restaurant for breakfast. When Harry went to kiss me, I pulled back, saying not now cock breath. Surprisingly, Harry openly told me how things went and that he had no idea what an experience it would be. While he talked, my phone buzzed, it was Phil with a video file attached. This is where I had enough, I stood up, grabbed Harry's hand, and dragged him to our room. I threw him on the bed and again I rode his face to an amazing orgasm. I now knew I wasn't going to fuck Harry all weekend, I needed him horny, and as long as he kept his tongue free I was good. After I came, we took a shower and a nap, I told Harry to use the new soap but to be careful not to get any in his hair. When he came to bed he was completely hairless from the neck down. Perfect for a sissy faggot.

10

After we woke from our nap I got dressed and told Harry the next four hours were his, and that I was going to the spa to get a massage. As I was headed out the door he asked where his swim trunks were. I replied that he needed to wear the new pink Speedo or go naked, faggots don't wear trunks. He blushed a little, and with a smile, I left.

I went to the spa for my massage, and after I sat around watching the TV screens. Sure enough, down on the beach, I saw Harry talking with two guys all wearing pink skimpy swimwear. It appeared that they were headed back to the resort. Soon I saw a scene where Harry was getting a blowjob while that guy was being fucked from behind. Then I heard one of the ladies say she thought that was her husband Brian getting fucked. And then another said her husband was the one doing the fucking. I introduced myself as the third wife of this trio. As we watched these three men we loved have gay sex, I had a great idea. I invited the other wives and men to have dinner with us and not tell the husbands. They loved the idea of surprising them that we know what fags they are.

Jane, Bill's wife asked us if we had ever heard of the Stud package. I missed this one but apparently, you can have a stud come to you and take care of your needs. Lorie, Brian's wife, bashfully said she was in, and I did too, I never thought I would have sex with another man, but I was now getting wet and horny. I made the dinner reservations, and Jane made the stud call. Jane also told us that their room was a party room, set up with not one, but three queen size beds.

As we talked and got to know each other, we noticed our husbands were done. I was amazed at how fast these men were changing. They were being driven by an unknown urge or need, to have sex with a man. We ladies started heading back to our rooms to get ready for dinner. When I arrived back to our room, I found Harry looking out the window, most likely looking for his next cock, but it had started to rain, and no one was outside. I told him to shower and get ready for dinner. While Harry was showering a delivery of new clothes arrived. I laid out a pair of red thong panties, a pair of white linen pants that would show the thong very nicely, and a new loose shirt that had no upper buttons forcing him to show some chest and lack of hair. Harry complained at first about the outfit, but he complied and I even think he liked it.

We arrived at the restaurant, and I was informed that our parties had already arrived. I told Harry that I had met some ladies at the spa. Once at the table, three men were sitting, with their backs to us. As they stood upon my arrival, the look on Harry's face was priceless. All three men went pale and were frozen in place. Introductions were made, and I told Harry to sit down. The conversation was plain and boring. Harry noticed that the men had received different menus than the ladies, Theirs was mostly light food, salads, and fish. The men were served their spiked juices as we drank wine. I told Harry he had the right menu and didn't argue. During dinner, I could see that Harry was lost in thought, I reached over to feel his cock, and sure enough, it was as hard as can be, he just blushed and pushed my hand away. For dessert, the men were served a very nice cream tart Ala mode. I looked at Harry and softly said "Enjoy your Cream... Tart" I think he got my meaning.