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<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Charlotte - Andrew, Yeah I have something to say. Both - Starts to talk same time. Which one you want to here [[Body Swap|Body Swap-1]] [[Gender Change|Gender Change-1]] [[Sissification|No Gender Sissification-1]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Charlotte - Andrew, Yeah I have something to say. Andrew - Tell me I'm listening. [[Body Swap]] [[Gender Change]] [[Sissification]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Andrew - Charlotte, Yeah I have something to say. Charlotte - Tell me I'm listening. [[Body Swap|Body Swap-2]] [[Gender Change|Gender Change-2]] [[Sissification|No Gender Sissification-2]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I thought she might be disappointed after another long finish line Before she did, I tempered myself for a hurt look that Charlotte usually couldn't hide. "Okay, that was fun. But fair is fair, right? I guess it's my turn." "What?" He kept staring at her as he wiped her body with a tissue. "What I mean is you always 'finished' a little early. i agreed with that 5 years - no complaints. i love you so much, andrew, but you don't [[Think it's time to remove the stone? ”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Think it's time to remove the stone? ” Fear increased as my heart sank. I didn't know what she was going to do A huge double-ended strap-on dances in her head, a tube of lube and enough Cuffs to prevent fidgeting. Could it be that bad? "Much better than that," she said after I voiced my concerns. She picked up a little one A few weeks ago," [[She shows magic wand]] [[She shows magic box]] [[She shows magic medallion]] [[She show magic orb]] [[She show magic rainbow color rock]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> she showed me inside: a cheap-looking magic box. in illegible letters. It looked like Norse runes. I made a face "What should I do?" she chuckled. "It's magic, you idiot. If you touch it, you become a different person." "Oh yeah? Who?" This must be a joke. "Whoever got the dress last," she handed me a matching bra and panty set. [["You touch the magical thing on your underwear. That's the trigger for change."]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> she showed me inside: a cheap-looking wodden wand. in illegible letters. It looked like Norse runes. I made a face "What should I do?" she chuckled. "It's magic, you idiot. If you touch it, you become a different person." "Oh yeah? Who?" This must be a joke. "Whoever got the dress last," she handed me a matching bra and panty set. [["You touch the magical thing on your underwear. That's the trigger for change."]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> she showed me inside: a cheap-looking silver medallion. in illegible letters. It looked like Norse runes. I made a face "What should I do?" she chuckled. "It's magic, you idiot. If you touch it, you become a different person." "Oh yeah? Who?" This must be a joke. "Whoever got the dress last," she handed me a matching bra and panty set. [["You touch the magical thing on your underwear. That's the trigger for change."]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> she showed me inside: a cheap-looking glass orb. in illegible letters. It looked like Norse runes. I made a face "What should I do?" she chuckled. "It's magic, you idiot. If you touch it, you become a different person." "Oh yeah? Who?" This must be a joke. "Whoever got the dress last," she handed me a matching bra and panty set. [["You touch the magical thing on your underwear. That's the trigger for change."]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "I get it, but as a woman, how should I help you get there?" For a moment, I believed in magical transformations, but at least I owed her that. Playing together she shook her head. "It's hard to explain. try it, okay? Pamper me " I shrug, locket, bra, The other panties, put them together - oh! my body was on fire! a A blast of energy shot through me like a bolt of lightning. collapsed in bed I stare at the ceiling. A wave of heat surged under my skin. eyes narrowed [[I closed it and burst into tears]]. I cried. "Don't be that girl." Charlotte's voice was negative. "I tested it myself, you I know. A few days ago when you were at work. it's not bad she stroked me amount

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> But it didn't take me long to realize that I was... After all, it did not become a bird. far cry. Embrace the big breasts that protrude from the chest. "What the fuck?" made a classic Double Take: My voice wasn't like hers either, her thirsty and sultry at the same time. another laugh. "Wow, I didn't expect you to sound like that. A little sexy." [["What's going on? I wanted you to change me to like you."]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "What's going on? I wanted you to change me to like you." "What am I narcissistic? Why do I want it? When I'm in love with someone Ladies, she must be all right. 'Once again, she handed me the lingerie. "Put them on. Let's see what you look like. ” With trembling hands, I put on panties so as not to see the thick slit Between my legs - fiddling with my bra. Charlotte took pity and closed Clamp behind my back. "Where did you get that thing from?" I asked. [[When I realized the potential of Rocket, I went to the 'New Girl' boutique]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> She hooked a chain of thick chain links around my neck. she took a step back. "Oh, perfect. You look hot as hell, sweetie. Hard Guess I'm still there." She pushed me out of her bedroom. "Give me a Minutes, beautiful. I must make the following preparations." I wandered around our apartment until I came across a mirror - and froze in shock. [[Gawd... In Hot as Hell I couldn't even describe what I saw]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "Hey baby! Are you ready for the second round?" A man's voice! I went round and round. After a while, a tall man with dark curls I see - naked. The moment he saw me the bar between his legs started go up, rise I almost squeaked. "Who are you?" he grinned. "You're a woman and I'm a man. Actually, I'm your husband." His arm wrapped around my waist. "Can I say you look absolutely gorgeous? Needless to say [[He kissed the top of my head and whispered something in his ear]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Were these things done successfully? How her member become so big? Did Charlotte manage to get a pair of porn star panties? I could barely get around him. I looked into his eyes searchingly. [["Do you really want me to do this?"]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "Do you really want me to do this?" Grinning, he contracted his groin muscles. "I have your answer. This rocket is prepare to take off. I think you are too, baby." The left nipple immediately attracted attention. A shock of joy rushed through me. I looked up at him and our lips met.It's free His hands parted through his hair and grabbed the back of his head. like our mouth Dancing, I grabbed his cock while long curls rocked back and forth over my shoulder. [[I realized that this is what Charlotte and I should have done.]] This time – but never. why? Unfortunately, the plain truth was that Andrew wasn't Half of the man when Charles already showed up.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I realized that this is what Charlotte and I should have done. This time – or never. why? Unfortunately, the plain truth was that Andrew wasn't Half of the man when Charles already showed up. It hit me hard. I failed as a man, so my faithful wife took it upon herself [[Please take this role and do the work for me. I looked up at Charles,]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Please take this role and do the work for me. I looked up at Charles, he muttered. he looked worried. "What about the tears?" tears streamed down my cheeks. "I'm sorry I couldn't be a man like you..." "Uuuuuuuuu" his finger touched my lips. "You may not be aware, love, but you have A woman in you this relationship. How can there be another girl like you? As Need I mention that jerk Andrew obvious? He's not here. " [[Chirp? "Okay. Andrew wasn't the guy Charlotte wanted."]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Chirp? "Okay. Andrew wasn't the guy Charlotte wanted." my thin hand on his chest. "I'm sorry, but I promise I'll do my best woman…” Take a deep breath. "... the woman you want" he grinned. "Don't worry, darling, my little man wants you so badly. he looked down. "I'm not kidding. It hurts a little. Is that normal?" [[I think so. If you're really horny. I felt it again]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> It's long. "I'm sorry. I think I've waited long enough." He loomed over me, his silhouette blocking the faint light coming in from the hall. I felt smaller than when I was man. what made me believe it could be me Who is the man in this relationship? Clearly Charlotte was far more qualified for that role as a man. [[Hopefully I can handle being a girl.]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-4.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Hopefully I can handle being a girl. He ushered himself into the gates of my femininity and then entered. I felt my flesh try to make room, and after a brief flare-up of pain, joy came in waves. Hmm, that was something I could handle. As a woman, she could respond and Hopefully, I can satisfy my man in a way I never could as a man. [[It's no small thing to feel useful.]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-5.webp" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> It's no small thing to feel useful. I wrapped my legs around his thighs and pulled them together Deeper. "Oh, Charles..." His name slipped out of my mouth like it was scribbled Girlhood diary. In that moment, I felt like I'd been a woman all my life life. Have I ever been a man? [[It seemed almost impossible.]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-6.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> It seemed almost impossible. "Andrea...you're the woman I've been waiting for. " His lips caress my ear. I got goosebumps. His whisper made me scream. I groaned again. My red tipped nails went through his hair. [[his tongue is swollen past my lips.]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-7.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> his tongue is swollen past my lips. I wanted to be in him as he was in me. together twitching at each other, my body sang like never before. <<nobr>> <<if $story == 5>> [[I fell asleep in Charles’s arms]] <<else>> I was a woman now Nothing else was wrong. ~ I woke up to the watery sunlight coming through the gauze curtains. [[Charles is gone]] <</if>> <</nobr>> <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-8.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Charles is gone I quickly discovered that I was man again. Disappointment was a good way I will describe how I felt. As Andrea, became an object for the first time in her life of desire. I was able to stop the ending of a long-lasting love Longer than I'm used to. <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-9.gif" width="300" height="200"> [[As the saying goes|Story Ends here for now for public version]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> As the saying goes, the week dragged on forever. Saturday morning I woke up to find Charles and I am female as well "Somebody could use this rocket on a person and it would be pretty useful While they were asleep," I said, pretending to be upset. my voice sounded curious Not like before. Still feminine, but girlier and definitely higher pitched <img class="family" src="image-files/sex.gif" width="300" height="200"> [[Also, my breasts are smaller]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "Brunch at a new all-you-can-eat buffet in the city..." "So I can fill my face." Charlotte was always complaining about having to eat. Like a bird; it turns out Charles wants to put it away. "—Then head to Granville Wharf for a leisurely afternoon of shopping and cocktails. After that I plan to come back here and cook the most romantic dish I know Men: [[Smoked Salmon Potato Cakes with Herb Crème Fraiche and Grilled Sides]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-4.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Smoked Salmon Potato Cakes with Herb Crème Fraiche and Grilled Sides Oysters are great." He kissed his finger. "I will wait for you in front of the TV." I just got out of bed and felt amazingly fresh. probably something It has something to do with the state of the body of the woman I now own, the last time she wore it [[The dress that Charlotte bought for me]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-5.webp" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> The dress that Charlotte bought for me. I borrowed a bra, panties, and stockings Charlotte slipped into the flirtatious little black dress she left behind. Of course it suited you like gloves. I brushed my long, wavy hair, added some jewelry, and then set it up Admire yourself in Mirror Time. even after what happened last time For a week I couldn't believe I was inside that pretty girl staring at me. from the mirror. <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-7.gif" width="300" height="200"> [[There is no perfect moment for a selfie]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> As far as date goes, what Charles did to me that day is great compared to what Andrew did. there was no comparison. "I can honestly say," I told him That night, as we were getting ready for bed, I was feel like Princess from today from your treat. Thank you very much. " "I was shocked," he said, as my lips finished kissing him. You deserve the best a man can offer. If you're a man who doesn't mind, well... man Stuff like that doesn't deserve to be with you. ” [[I think I've earned my reward]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-8.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I know. A few days ago when you were at work. it's not bad" she stroked me amount. "The funny thing is that I became you. I walked in your clothes Running around the neighborhood, running errands," she laughed. "I met you Buddy Wilson. We went out for a beer. Turns out he and Roberta are having a fight Also, the "problem". I will fill it in later. No pun intended. ” [[I made a conscious effort to avoid further theatrics]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "When I realized the potential of Rocket, I went to the 'New Girl' boutique Descend to Lakeside. I thought these items must have been worn by someone A pretty impressive figure. she went to the dresser and poked it through her jewelry box. "Here are some big tires. They're so you. Oh, here She arrived with her pair of her 3 inch earrings. [[Around my head she inserted them into my now pierced ears]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> He kissed the top of my head and whispered something in his ear. in the " In case you don't know, my name is Charles. Yours is Andrea. ” Charles...was it Charlotte? I could only nod my breath out. "This is my girlfriend. Shall we retreat to her bedroom?" Always a gentleman, he took me back to the scene of Andrew's last failure, Andrea's essential loss of virginity. I had no illusions of what the man intended. His erection was so obvious that there was little room for doubt. I sat down on my bed. "Let me help you with it" Strong fingers unbuckled my bra, [[It slipped down my arm. he came down next to me and cupped my chest]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Gawd... In "Hot as Hell" I couldn't even describe what I saw. the woman i will be It was a walking wet dream: wavy brown hair, sultry face — former owner of That her underwear must have had makeup on at the time - and boobs like that Most women would be afraid to carry it around. she absentmindedly pulled her hair and yielded her head is shaking I found it hard to believe that I was there too. A voice came from the hall. [["Hey baby! Are you ready for the second round?"]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> It slipped down my arm. he came down next to me and cupped my chest his big hands. "These are great. Most women would kill a man for boobs like that." I bit my lip. His touch was very sensitive, but I could already feel how sensitive they were. soft. I couldn't imagine what they would do to me when he gave them the full load Note. [[I hesitantly touched the edge of his masculinity.]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "I think so. If you're really horny." I felt it again. Make the shaft stiffer. I could never have imagined that something so big would be inserted into my body, but an even stranger thing happened. how to transform into a woman for example. Seriously weird. "It has to be." He invites me into a passionate kiss that lasts forever. The more his lips moved in mine, the more I melted. It's a cliché, but I His manly grip really felt like putty - stupid putty -. <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-2.gif" width="300" height="200"> Gently but persistently, he rolled me on my back. my panties are down [[Charles began kneading the wet slit between my legs]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Charles began kneading the wet slit between my legs. he never felt like this in my life very good. I felt his shoulder and tried to pull him. if i can't be him Man, I was ready to become a woman - his wife. he kissed me again [[It's long. "I'm sorry. I think I've waited long enough."]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-3.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Also, my breasts are smaller. He laughed at my surprise. "Andrea's not here," he said, stroking my now light brown hair. "Your name is Alexandra. I must say, you are sweet as a beetle." When he got up, he was already wearing clean jeans. he grabbed one Andrew's shirt. I got up and hugged his sheets to his chest. "I think Charlotte flipped it over Another "girl" store? ” "Look, I think she did," he nodded at the ottoman at the foot of the bed. <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-2.gif" width="300" height="200"> [[I think you need something too]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "I think you need something too. She said it's like a girl's dress. You can wear it during the day or at night. ” "That sounds convenient," I smiled. "Do you think the rest of my day is taken?" "I really do." He finished buttoning his shirt and sat down to let me kiss. [["Brunch at a new all-you-can-eat buffet in the city..."]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-3.gif" width="300" height="200">

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<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I think You've earned your reward I dropped my panties and slipped under them. Covered and signaled with my eyes for him to follow him. The bedside lamp went out. "This is our reward," he said, taking me in his arms. "If pleasure is not mutual, it As far as I'm concerned, it's not funny at all. ” Wow! "I don't know how you do it, but you always say the right thing to get it. My sex sdrive is running.” I stroked his hair while he did the same to mine. [[What are you Secret Sugar Bear?]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-9.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> What are you Secret Sugar Bear? Have you read any books on how to date sexy girls?" soft laughter. "I'm in touch with my feminine side. That's it. We boys all have You know, we usually don't want to admit it. Eyelashes fluttered. [[Your secret is safe with Alexandra]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-10.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Your secret is safe with Alexandra That was the last word spoken for a long time. We made love like that three times night and two in morning. I was a little surprised because I was still a woman The reason became clear the next day when Charles left while I was shower. [[I found Charlotte waiting for me in her living room]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-10.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I found Charlotte waiting for me in her living room "I thought it would be fun to hang out as girlfriends," she said. It seems that my brother really understands. we should know each other. ” "I like that too." So we had breakfast together, and after a long walk [[She took me shopping for clothes]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-10.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> She took me shopping for clothes It was nice day. I saw a side of Charlotte I've never seen before known for a long time. For her part, she let slip that at one point she had a lot more fun than I did my brother. It was a little chilly, but I let it slip. Hey, if it's both Charles and Charlotte I liked Alexandra's company better than Andrew's. <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-2.gif" width="300" height="200"> [[This happened over the next few months]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> This happened over the next few months before going to work Andrew was rarely there as he was Alexandra on the weekends. And if it's him, Charlotte I rarely bothered to talk to him. I might have been tempted to take it personally Not because of the admiration and attention Alexandra has received from both. One day Charlotte sat me down with a look [[I want to talk]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-3.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> It was Sunday afternoon I just got home from buying the cutest heels ever Ever seen; we would be very similar same style but different colors. Sisters until then. Either that or bffs, I liked to think of us as sibilings. Return to the thrift store to ask where it came from. Turns out they got it from one Real estate sales. anything that didn't sell was donated." Her eyes were searching for mine. "or The thing is, the woman who owned it looked like you - obviously - but it was 40 years ago. <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-5.gif" width="300" height="200"> She's already dead, so I thought... no one would do that As they perceive you, are you right? Especially if you change your hair a bit. ” [[do you understood]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "So this is... the second thing I guess." She forced a laugh. "I just bought Your new identity as Alexandra - your legal identity. i hired a dubious lawyer Do the paperwork, register with the government, all. You can get a driver's license and a credit card to name, buy land to yours. they have the same educational background and work experience As Andrew, you might get a job as Alexandra... if that's what you want. ” I opened my mouth to her. [[As Alexandra? Isn't that Miss Big Boobs?]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-6.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Andrea has made several reappearances in recent months, but only once or twice of intercourse. Charles always fascinated me with my transforming locket, so I still don't know where he hid it. But keyless A locker under the kitchen sink would be good. Charlotte sighed. "She's you in a costume. Charles and I see that, Andrea. She's not a real person, but Alexandra is. " She tapped her thigh just above my hem. skirt. <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-7.gif" width="300" height="200"> [[She's the real you, baby. We both know that]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> She's the real you, baby. We both know that. I nodded slowly. Even poor old Andrew knew this all too well. he had No friends or family except Charlotte, but Alexandra recently merged Accepted into Charlotte's circle of friends and introduced to her extended family. Did you notice that Andrew quit his job and just… faded? A bitter taste spread in my mouth. Andrew may not have much to offer [[Andrew may not have much to offer]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-8.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> He's in the male division, but I grew up with him. he was still a big part of me. "Me I think it's pretty obvious how you and Charles will vote. ” she shook her head. "All that matters is your vote." she was great. There was only one way this situation could have unfolded. Honestly, I was in favor of it. Being Alexandra was wonderful and infinitely fulfilling. I would never has made me feel more valued as a person than a short walk down the street. Skirts and heels, admit it, ignore it, get double attention All men over the age of 12. Not to mention how Charles made me feel She is a lover and has a sister relationship with Charlotte. <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-9.gif" width="300" height="200"> So I quit Andrew's job and cheekily turned around and applied as Alexandra's vacancy. [[I passed the interview. No surprises]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Shortly after Andrew was effectively off the ground, Charles I got down on one of her knees and proposed to me - like I did five years ago. to her I accepted immediately, but actually marrying him was not so easy. Charless (My boyfriend) 'Body Donor' was alive and only a few years older than Charles, who was doing it Organizing a new identity is much more difficult. We had Successfully acquired Basic his ID and credit card for him, but we still didn't know his passport. <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-10.gif" width="300" height="200"> [[It was no big deal for Charlotte]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Whatever happened, she wasn't going to give advance their careers. Finally the three of us settled into domestic bliss Charles (when he was there) was in one bedroom with me and Charlotte in the other. A year after all this started, Charles and I got married in Vegas. I made a lovely bride - much prettier than Blessed Charlotte, according to Charles His heart - and I actually cried after the ceremony. Gawd I'm that such of girl. <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-10.gif" width="300" height="200"> [[Current Story ends here]]

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[[Characters]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-2.png" width="300" height="400"> This is before incident happens Andrew - Your Male name before change Charlotte - Your Wifes female name before change <img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> This is After incident happens Andrea - Your Female name after change Charles - Your Wifes male name after change

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<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> <img class="family" src="image-files/home.png" width="600" height="400"> [[Start the Story]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Charlotte - Andrew, My Handsome, we are together for 5 years now and tommorow is our 5 th wedding anniversary Andrew - Mmmm, Yes. I remember that. It is happy to be with you all the way to here. So do you have anything in mind. Please say it Charlotte. Charlotte - Nothing special. I just though how amazing it was eventhough we didn't had any children yet. Andrew - It is only us here Sweetheart. You can tell me anything. (You also have some kinky ideas on your mind) [[Give Charlotte chance to tell her idea]] [[Give Charlotte your Idea]] [[Say Nothing and waiting]]

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<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I touched your underwear. "Yeah. Do you want me to be a woman?" "Absolutely." She nodded forcefully. "Good, but...why?" "Because you owe me. In 5 years it never peaked without a peak They go one step further with dildos. I appreciate the effort, but it's not fair. i do A big O as God intended. [["I get it, but as a woman, how should I help you get there?"]]

I want to see world from your eyes. Also I have secret method for that if you like to do that. She watched me go up and down the room with amusement. I used it for swap our bodies Swap us using [[magic wand]] [[magic box]] [[magic medallion]] [[magic orb]] [[magic rainbow color rock]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> After chnage looked a little odd, wearing nothing but a half-buttoned shirt and the boxer briefs that Charlotte gave him for Christmas. I think I needed a female perspective to see that humor. "Okay," he said, "you wanted to switch bodies? So you switched bodies. are you having fun now? [[I'm the man and you're the woman and we've been stuck like this for a week]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I'm the man and you're the woman and we've been stuck like this for a week. You just had to go and put the damn magic thing in my timelock vault, right?" I nodded absentmindedly and stroked her nylon-clad leg. "Darling, we need time. If we're going to understand each other, this is the way to go. "Charlotte's sweet note slipping from my lips sent shivers down my spine. [[Between my new voice]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Between my new voice, the fragrant hair hanging down my shoulders, the pair of perky breasts perched on my chest, and the lingerie she wore before the change, I felt almost incredibly sexy. I wanted more when women always felt like this. He couldn't think of calling the man "Charlotte," so he decided to call him that. Besides, it was my name now. "I think so," he said, looking at me. "But I have to tell you it's going to be hell for a week with this hanging between my legs." [[Don't worry, sweetheart]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "Don't worry, sweetheart, I'm sure you'll come up with something." he bit his lower lip. The woman whose body I was carrying used to punish me often. It's interesting how quickly she fell into the same habit. I found it easier than I thought to make him my boyfriend. [[He stroked the bed next to him]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> He stroked the bed next to him. "Now sit down." And when he did, I said, "Well, why don't you practice telling your girlfriend what an incredibly sexy woman she is?" ?” He blinked and looked confused. "Oh yeah? I think I can do that." And he grinned. "I mean, it's my body. And yes, I'm definitely a very sexy woman. [[That is, when I am not busy]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> " That is, when I am not busy. ” I brushed my hair back. "Hmm, your old body will thank you, Andy. " That was her nickname for my old self. Of course, I hated it, but she didn't seem to notice. 'And you're the hardest working man I've ever been near. 'Thank you, maybe.' [["Shouldn't we, uh, get dressed? There was talk of dinner and a movie."]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "Shouldn't we, uh, get dressed? There was talk of dinner and a movie." "For all the good times." I stroked his arm and then slid his hand under his shirt. "You look nervous, even nervous. You need to calm down before we go out. Try to relax. ” "Yeah, well... let's loosen up a bit. I've never been a man before." He looked at me curiously. [[But you seem to handle this pretty smoothly]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "But you seem to handle this pretty smoothly." I rubbed his chest. "Yeah, but it wasn't that much of a surprise to me, was it? I've been thinking about it ever since I found a rocket and figured out what it could do." he nodded. "I was so surprised to suddenly find myself in your body. I know you warned me and I told you to move on, but I really don't think it will work." [[I didn't believe it]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I didn't believe it."I smiled. "I tested it. Remember what I said?" He shrugged. "I thought you were joking." "No, definitely." I grabbed my suitcase. "There's something that might help. The Psyche Lab guys figured it out recently. [[It might seem a little strange]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> It might seem a little strange, but it really helps people relax." "Well...if you think I can help..." I put the device on Charlotte's dressing table and had Andrew sit in front of it. It was a 10-inch crystal disc engraved with metallic swirls, eerily lit from within by colored LEDs. It was pretty interesting in itself, but even more so when I move it. [[crystal disc engraved with metallic swirls]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> The real key was a low-intensity, solid-state laser emitted from the center of the disc, bathing the subject's visual focus with a barely perceptible violet light that pulsated as it danced in sync with the spinning disc. . he sneered with amusement. "Oh, come on. What are you trying to do, hypnotize me? Inside is a pot. ” "You're right, you're right. [[It just helps you relax]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> It just helps you relax. And we both know that hypnosis can't make you do something you really don't want to do. You want to relax, right?" Reluctantly, he nodded. "Then? Stare at the disc to clear your head and relax your muscles." I kneaded his shoulder. [[He went quiet for a while. I felt him breathe slowly]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> He went quiet for a while. I felt him breathe slowly "Good boy," I whispered in his ear. "It feels good, doesn't it? Nice and relaxed." I nod slowly. "Hmm. This is my big, strong... man. You're a man, you know. Deep down, you've always been a man." [[he frowned. Hmm… man?]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "he frowned. “Hmm… man?” "Shhh. Don't try to talk. I repeated what I said before in different patterns. Then I said, 'You like the way women look. You like the shape. I like it. You really like boobs. Room? [[you talk about her all the time you can't get enough of this]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> you talk about her all the time you can't get enough of this. Tight beautiful breasts are amazing. Of course, if they're after women, it's not you." It always is. An hour later, Andrew was ready to rock when I pulled him out of his trance. [[He carried me to bed]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-3.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> He carried me to bed, aid me down, and seconds later he was on top of me. He took his time kissing me and warming me up, but once he was inside I had to put up with it for the rest of my life while he spanked my pussy like never before. No, at least not like I ever did. [[We were both exhausted when he finished]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-9.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> We were both exhausted when he finished. But 30 minutes later he was ready and we did it again. Best sex of my life without exception. Exactly as planned. After six more days of twice-daily hypnotic conditioning and a late-night bone storm, I was sore but satisfied. [[He showed no signs of infidelity|Story Ends here for now for public version]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-10.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> He showed no signs of infidelity and was just as attentive to my needs in the bedroom as he was on the first night. Andrew simply shrugged when he was ready to open the time-locked vault. "If you want to keep this body, baby, get it free. [[I mean, high maintenance can't cover you]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-2.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I mean, high maintenance can't cover you. You have to eat like a bird - pun intended - keep your weight down and jazzercise every day. " Sewing between hair and makeup takes time getting ready in the morning, and don't get me started on the monthly crap you have to deal with. [["Of course you won't miss it."]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-3.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "Of course you won't miss it."She hid her smile. "Well, as far as I'm sure..." He gave me a sly look. "But that doesn't seem to bother you, does it? What's the matter? It was my turn to shrug my shoulders. [["I like to look pretty."]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-4.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> he laughed "Try 'beautiful'. But don't get me wrong, I love this body. Gorgeous hair, pretty face, amazing body...and of course the cutest boobies. But hey, if I can kill that beaver twice a week, I'll be happy. ” [["I'm glad to hear that."]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-5.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "I'm glad to hear that." So mission accomplished. We sold our magic thing to an old rich man. He wanted to be a replica of his beautiful young granddaughter - not to replace her, but so he could become her twin sister and share in his wealth - and he wanted to be a privilege. [[A year later we got married]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-6.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> A year later we got married. It may sound a little narcissistic, but Andrew and I were very much in love. Besides, after stealing Charlotte's body, I gave the man the access he so desperately wanted. [[In the end I confessed what I had done]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-7.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> In the end I confessed what I had done, but until then he didn't care. But he took concessions from me to atone for my sin. He demanded to submit to the Crystal Disc's effects just like he had, but it's his fault. agreed to the procedure. [[There was no need to worry]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-8.gif" width="300" height="200">

There was no need to worry. All he did, he said later, was make me a little more "tolerant" of what he wanted to do in bed. I got a little kinky because I hit him almost every way, but it was all good. I would have done worse for being that sexy [[Current Story ends here]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-9.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> she showed me inside: a magical rainbow color rock. in illegible letters. It looked like Norse runes. I made a face "What should I do?" she chuckled. "It's magic, you idiot. If you touch it, you become a different person." "Oh yeah? Who?" This must be a joke. "Whoever got the dress last," she handed me a matching bra and panty set. [["You touch the magical thing on your underwear. That's the trigger for change."]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/bodyswap.jpg" width="300" height="200"> Still No choices here

<img class="family" src="image-files/genderchange.jpg" width="300" height="200"> [[Charlotte ask for sex and She disspointed by Your Performance]] [[Charlotte tell about she being guy for a day while in paris]] [[Charlotte trying to show something she bought from little shop]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy.webp" width="300" height="400"> [[She is not happy with you dick size]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/bodyswap.jpg" width="300" height="200"> [[You want to feel how it is be in Charlotte body - you trick her]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy.webp" width="300" height="400"> [[She is not happy with you dick size]] [[Charlotte trying to show something she bought from little shop]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/bodyswap.jpg" width="300" height="200"> [[You want to feel how it is be in Charlotte body - you trick her]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/genderchange.jpg" width="300" height="200"> Still No choices here [[Charlotte trying to show something she bought from little shop]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy.webp" width="300" height="400"> [[She is not happy with you dick size]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Charlotte wasn’t sure how Andrew would react. So far, he was just sitting there. Finally: “You’re joking.” This wasn’t going to be easy. “No joke.” [[“So you turned into a guy? Just like that? You spent your time in Paris as a man?”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Not the whole time. I was my regular self during the conference. But I had three days off before my return flight. Most of that time, yes, I was a man.” Andrew shook his head. “Impossible.” Charlotte shrugged. “That’s what I thought. But, as it turns out, magic exists.” [[She pointed at the table]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “What? Oh, What is that?” "It is look like normal thing to me" [[magic wand|wand-1]] [[magic box|box-1]] [[magic medallion|medallion-1]] [[magic orb|orb-1]] [[magic rainbow color rock|rock-1]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I got it in a little hole-in-the-wall antique shop. It didn’t do anything in the store, but it sure did in my hotel room. It only works when you’re alone.” Andrew waved his hand over the wand, then touched it gingerly. He looked at her, eyebrows raised. She grinned. “Well, you’re not alone, are you?” He sat back. “I’m not buying any of this.” Charlotte nodded. [[“You want proof?”]] <<set $item = 'wand'>>

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I got it in a little hole-in-the-wall antique shop. It didn’t do anything in the store, but it sure did in my hotel room. It only works when you’re alone.” Andrew waved his hand over the box, then touched it gingerly. He looked at her, eyebrows raised. She grinned. “Well, you’re not alone, are you?” He sat back. “I’m not buying any of this.” Charlotte nodded. [[“You want proof?”]] <<set $item = 'box'>>

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I got it in a little hole-in-the-wall antique shop. It didn’t do anything in the store, but it sure did in my hotel room. It only works when you’re alone.” Andrew waved his hand over the medellion, then touched it gingerly. He looked at her, eyebrows raised. She grinned. “Well, you’re not alone, are you?” He sat back. “I’m not buying any of this.” Charlotte nodded. [[“You want proof?”]] <<set $item = 'medellion'>>

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I got it in a little hole-in-the-wall antique shop. It didn’t do anything in the store, but it sure did in my hotel room. It only works when you’re alone.” Andrew waved his hand over the rock, then touched it gingerly. He looked at her, eyebrows raised. She grinned. “Well, you’re not alone, are you?” He sat back. “I’m not buying any of this.” Charlotte nodded. [[“You want proof?”]] <<set $item = 'rock'>>

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I got it in a little hole-in-the-wall antique shop. It didn’t do anything in the store, but it sure did in my hotel room. It only works when you’re alone.” Andrew waved his hand over the orb, then touched it gingerly. He looked at her, eyebrows raised. She grinned. “Well, you’re not alone, are you?” He sat back. “I’m not buying any of this.” Charlotte nodded. [[“You want proof?”]] <<set $item = 'orb'>>

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> He stood up. “Yeah, I do. I’ll leave the room. If you can turn into a man, go ahead.” “I could do that. Let’s say I did. Then you come back and find some strange guy standing there. What would you do? Probably punch his lights out and demand to know what happened to your wife.” [[“I guess. So how are you gonna prove it?”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I’ll leave the room. You use the <<=$item>>.” Andrew stared at the table. “Well, okay… But I still think this is bullshit.” She patted him on the back. “I know.” “How does it work?” [[“Don’t pick it up. Just sit there and touch it with both hands. It’ll do the rest.”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “So I’ll turn into this other guy?” “Not the same guy, no. Someone else.” Charlotte left the living room. She went to the bedroom and shut the door. She leaned against it, praying silently. [[Please make it happen]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Our future depends on it. Andrew just doesn’t cut it as a man. A few long seconds passed. Then, faintly, she heard: “Oh, my god!” A female voice, shrill and in full panic mode. [[Charlotte ran into the living room]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Sitting on the settee, a young brunette woman looked up, her eyes wide. “I did what you said,” she said. “Look what happened!” She tugged at her blouse, peering into her cleavage. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know.” A lie, of course, but anything to calm her down. [[“Christ, I don’t believe this.”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> The woman wore a low-cut pink sweater and a black knee-length skirt spotted with white flowers. She lifted one high-heeled foot off the ground, inspecting her smooth legs. Long dark hair spilled across her shoulders and into her eyes. “Nice shoes,” Charlotte said. [[The foot returned to the floor with a thump]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Not funny.” She pawed at her chest. “What am I going to do?” “Not to worry. It’s a two-way <<=$item>>. I used it too, remember?” “Oh, yeah…” “There is one problem, though.” Her head snapped up, hair flying. [[“What?” “You can change back, just not right away.”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “How—” She pulled several stray hairs from her mouth. “How long?” “A few hours. Ten or twelve, maybe. No more than that. I changed in the morning, went out for the day, then changed back at night.” “Weren’t you worried? I mean, that you might be stuck this way?” “Not at all. When I calmed down, I realized that I knew exactly how it works. It’s part of the spell.” [[“Really?”]] She blinked, her eyes unfocused.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Oh. I see what you mean.” She sat back, visibly more relaxed. Her fingers gingerly felt the tip of one sizeable breast… She even smiled. “Feels nice, huh?” Charlotte sat down beside her. “So… what should I call you?” [[“Hmmm?”]] Her fingers didn’t leave the breast.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Your name. You don’t look like a ‘Andrew’.” “Right… Um, how about ‘Andrea’.” “Your Mom’s middle name?” “Yes. It was the name they picked for a girl. I mean, if I was a girl instead of a boy.” [[“You are a girl instead of a boy,”]] Charlotte said, grinning.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “It fits. You’re the woman you would have been, if you were born female. You’re the sister who got all the best genes, took care of herself and grew up into a beautiful woman.” Andrea stood up and glided into the hallway. She inspected herself in the mirror. “You’re right. I look a lot like Mom, in her younger days.” She pulled her hair back from her face. “Not the spitting image. There’s a bit of Dad in there too. Not much. A lot less than before.” [[“You’re very pretty,”]] Charlotte said honestly.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Actually, you’re sexy as hell. How do you feel?” “Surprisingly good.” She paced slowly across the room, as if trying on a new pair of shoes. “I feel lighter, healthier… even a bit stronger.” She paused. “The room seems a bit bigger, a little brighter… Hey, I don’t need glasses anymore!” Charlotte smiled. [[“Glad you like it.”]] Andrea stared at Charlotte, then sat down next to her.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I get it. I understand. So… What’s his name?” “Who?” Charlotte felt herself shiver. “Your alter ego. The guy who rode the London Eye and took in the sights. He must have a name, just in case anyone asked.” Charlotte nodded. [[“Charles. His name’s Charles.”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “That’s a nice name.” Andrea smiled. “I think Charles and I should get acquainted, don’t you?” Charlotte reached eagerly for the <<=$item>>. “You and Andrew are going out for the day, right? So it’ll just be the two of us. ” She traipsed into the bedroom and closed the door. * At his knock, Andrea opened the door. [[Her eyes lifted in surprise]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Oh, my—you’re taller than I expected.” She touched his chest. “You know, I bet you like being taller than me for a change.” He chuckled. “You know me well.” “I think I do. [[” Her hand slipped into his. “You enjoyed your time in Paris, didn’t you?”]] Charles could only nod.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “You liked being a man. You liked being bigger and stronger, and less afraid. You wanted more of it. And most important—” She looked into his eyes. “You need Andrew to understand why his wife needs to be a man from time to time.” Charles blushed. [[“So you do understand.”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I do. And so does Andrew.” “I hoped he would.” “More than that, I think you need me. You can’t be a man around Andrew, it’s too awkward. You need me to be a woman so that you can be a man.” [[He couldn’t meet her gaze]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “It’s true. I’m sorry.” “It’s okay.” She hugged him, face to chest. “Thank you.” He touched her hair, stroked it. “I was thinking.” Her face lifted. [[“Do you suppose that Charlotte would understand why her husband might need to be a woman?”]] Charles laughed.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “She would. I know she would.” Her lips quivered. “Because, you see… I’ve been one before. A woman, I mean. Sort of.” She paused. “The clothes, the makeup. Andrew used to do that sort of thing. Way back before he met Charlotte.” [[Now it was his turn]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Hey, nobody is all man or all woman. The two of us are closer to 50-50, is all.” “More like 70-30,” she said coyly. “Now that I’m female, I feel very comfortable this way.” “Me too.” He kissed her firmly, stroking her back, raking his fingers through her thick hair. [[Her own lips parted and writhed like a hungry animal]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> When they came up for air: “I wonder,” he murmured, “if your comfort zone extends all the way into the bedroom?” “Only one way to find out.” Smiling, [[she drew him onto the bed]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-5.webp" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Here’s the deal. I’ll make a man out of you, if you’ll make a woman out of me.” He kissed her throat. “If that’s what you want.” “More than anything.” In a husky voice: The more his lips moved in mine, the more I melted. It's a cliché, but I His manly grip really felt like putty - stupid putty -. [[Gently but persistently, he rolled me on my back]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-2.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> my panties are down Charles began kneading the wet slit between my legs It's long. "I'm sorry. I think I've waited long enough." [[He loomed over me, his silhouette blocking the faint light coming in from the hall]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-4.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I felt smaller than when I was man. what made me believe it could be me Who is the man in this relationship? Clearly Charlotte was far more qualified for that role as a man. Hopefully I can handle being a girl. [[He ushered himself into the gates of my femininity and then entered]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-10.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I felt my flesh try to make room, and after a brief flare-up of pain, joy came in waves. Hmm, that was something I could handle. As a woman, she could respond and Hopefully, I can satisfy my man in a way I never could as a man. [[I wrapped my legs around his thighs and pulled them together Deeper|Story Ends here for now for public version]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-7.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "Oh, Charles..." His name slipped out of my mouth like it was scribbled Girlhood diary. In that moment, I felt like I'd been a woman all my life life. Have I ever been a man? [[It seemed almost impossible]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-3.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> "Andrea...you're the woman I've been waiting for. " His lips caress my ear. I got goosebumps. His whisper made me scream. I groaned again. My red tipped nails went through his hair. his tongue is swollen past my lips [[I wanted to be in him as he was in me]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-2.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> together twitching at each other, my body sang like never before. I was a woman now Nothing else was wrong. ~ I woke up to the watery sunlight coming through the gauze curtains [[Current Story ends here]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-10.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> We decide to have sex after that conversation. It allstarted when I was about to stick my cock into my wife's pussy. There was no warning of the stormapproaching, the routine seemed the same. But just as my cock was about to slide into Charoltte's pussy she reached down between her legs and latched onto my cock so hard it brought tears to my eyes. She grabbed one of my nipples with her free hand and forced me onto my back. [["Andrew, I think we need to talk"]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> Uh oh, I thought, this must be serious. Thinking about it now, serious was an understatement. Her "Andrew we need to talk" statement was one of those red flags that would prove to be a defining moment in our future lives. [["Andrew, I just have to be honest"]] she stated plainly as she stared into my eyes.

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> "Our sex life just isn't doing it for me anymore. To be perfectly frank your small little cock just doesn't bring me to the type of orgasm a woman like me deserves. I'm tired of faking it and I had to let you know so we could discuss some options." It was just like my lawyer wife to propose an analytical approach to a problem. [["Faking"!]] [["Options"!]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> Just what are you trying to say here," I retorted. She still had a firm grasp on my cock and it's arousal was diminishing as the conversation continued but her grip didn't. For the record my cock is just a little below average in my mind. When we were dating Charlotte always said that I shouldn't worry that it wasn't big because I knew how to use it. I knew that she had a more experienced sex life than I before we got married, but [[I thought everything was okay]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> "Well Andrew, we've been married a while now and in the beginning your little penis was okay for a mild distraction, but lately I'm getting bored of always having to fantasize or use my dildos to get off. Our sex life has never had much fire to it because your little dick just can't please me enough. I feel if we don't make some changes then we might have to separate and probably seek a divorce. [[Don't worry there is no one else in the picture for me yet]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> It's just that I'm a young woman and I can't see myself wasting away with an unfulfilled sex life because of your short-comings." My mind was in a fog, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. After she paused to hear my reaction, I could hear myself begging like a little sissy. [["Please Charlotte I can make it better, just let me try"]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> Oddly enough during her verbal berating my cock regained it's hardness, in fact it seemed like it had never been this hard. I pumped my hips against Charlotte’s hand to emphasize my prowess and she smiled to note the interesting reaction also. [["Okay little one, I'll let you have one last try before we discuss my options"]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> She released her grip from my cock as I moved on top of her. She rolled on her back and threw the covers back. She reached over and turned on the light beside our bed to illuminate the whole room. Her nakedness screamed at me, [[I always get excited when I see her naked]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> We live in the sun belt and Charlotte manages to find the time to keep herself tan and in shape. The thong tan lines highlight her pussy and there is a small strip of blond pubic hair just above her clit and her lips are shaved and completely smooth. [[I was more determined now to prove that I could please her]]. [[I was agreed her chosen to do as she says|we just need to make a few changes]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> "One more thing here's the deal, if you cum before you can get me to cum then you either accept my options of compromise or we make moves to an amicable divorce. What's your decision?" [[amicable divorce]] [[we make moves]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> Since you choose divorce there is no going back with Charlotte. Story of your sissy path is over. Currunt public stoty is over - go to patreon for more <a href="https://www.patreon.com/kevxx">go to patreon for moree</a> New stories and ideas will be added.

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> As I look back on it I still feel I said the right thing. Although with where I'm at today there is no going back so what's the point in discussing it. And my love for Charlotte and not wanting to lose the best thing in my life brought out the words [["It's a deal"]] before I had time to think of the consequences.

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> I crawled between her legs, ran my hands up and down her perfect calves and thighs and over her beautiful tits. I guided my cock into her pussy. For the first time in my life, I noticed that my small cock slipped into [[her pussy rather easily]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> Charlotte had propped a pillow behind her head like she was getting comfortable to view a spectator sport and I had the beginnings of gray-cloud-thoughts that maybe I couldn't please her. I laid on top of her and pumped and grinded for what seemed like an hour and I couldn't feel [[any reaction from Charlotte]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> She had this interesting smile on her face the whole time as I was trying to get her to come. Her warm moist pussy seemed to swallow me up and despite my valiant attempts she seemed not even close to an orgasm. [[And then she made a move that proved my undoing]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> "Okay lover," she whispered into my ear. "It's time we bring this to a conclusion." She brought her hands to my chest and with her thumbs and forefingers she started to squeeze my nipples gently. My weakness has always been my nipples and Charlotte knows it. The body sensations I receive when I am inside of her and she starts to pinch my nips is amazing and [[this time it was no different]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> "My poor lover, tried with all his might and he can't get mommy to cum with his little cock," she sneered. She started to squeeze my nipples harder, there was no holding back now. "Cum for me little one, come inside my pussy, everything will be okay I promise. Cum for me baby, squirt your little boy juice," [[she cooed into my ear as her lips teased my ear lobes]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> I was losing it, I could feel my balls start to contract and could feel the cum at the base of my cock pooling for it's upcoming exit. Her patience was exhausted, "cum now you little sissy!!" she screamed as she pinched my nipples with her nails. My body quaked as Charlotte’s unfamiliar command registered on my ears, [[I could feel the hot cum explode from my cock]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> I pumped for a long time, it felt like a pint of my cum was being pumped from my worthless cock, my body shaking from the experience. The proof was exposed, I couldn't get Charlotte to cum with my small cock, and I'd lost my last chance to prove I could please her. I dreaded the consequences as I wondered what the implications of my poor performance would foretell. [[I lowered my head to Charlotte’s breasts]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> she comforted me as I calmed down, gently stroking my head. "There there little one, don't worry we'll still be able to make this work, [[we just need to make a few changes]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> The first change we're going to make is that you will start doing what it takes to make me cum," she stated. "But I tried" I cried. "I know, but we both know it's obvious now that your little boy cock cannot please your wife so if you want to remain married to me you'll have start doing it my way. From now on I'm going to call the shots in this bedroom and in our regular life also. [[You agreed]] [[You didn’t agree]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> You do have a choice though, you can choose to leave anytime you want. But if you stay it will be on my terms. What's your decision my little sissy. [[Do you want to stay]] [[Do you want to go]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> Since you choose to don’t agree there is no going back with Charlotte. Story of your sissy path is over. Currunt public stoty is over - go to patreon for more <a href="https://www.patreon.com/kevxx">go to patreon for moree</a> New stories and ideas will be added.

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> There was no decision to make. Charlotte was the best thing in my life and I knew I would never leave. "I want to stay honey, please let me stay." She rolled me on my back, sat up, spread her legs and moved to straddle [[my head leaving her sopping wet pussy in front of my face]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> Since you choose to go there is no going back with Charlotte. Story of your sissy path is over. Current public story is over - go to patreon for more <a href="https://www.patreon.com/kevxx">go to patreon for moree</a> New stories and ideas will be added.

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> "I hate it when I have to go to sleep with your sloppy cum in me. When, or should I say if I ever let you cum in me again you will always be required to clean up your mess." She grabbed me by the ears and positioned my mouth over her cunt, my nose was nestled on her clit. [["Stick your tongue inside me now little one and suck me clean"]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/lick.gif" width="400" height="220">

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> She reached down and grabbed my ears to hold me in place and started to grind her button on my nose. At her command I slid my tongue into her and spread her lips, my cum flooded from her vagina and I gagged from the taste and volume as it ran down my throat. "Get use to that taste my little pansy, from now on whenever you cum you will have to clean it up with your mouth. Is that understood." <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/lick.gif" width="400" height="220"> [[Yes]] [[No]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> I mumbled "yes" as she shook with an orgasm that I had never seen her experience. She loudly moaned and ground her cunt hard into my face my nose forced back by her clit. The leftover taste of my cum surprisingly was not that bad. Her post orgasm contractions forced my remaining cum into my mouth and [[I realized that I was enjoying her domination of me]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/lick.gif" width="400" height="220">

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> What are you saying no?? I ask you again. "Get use to that taste my little pansy, from now on whenever you cum you will have to clean it up with your mouth. Is that understood." [[Yes]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/lick.gif" width="400" height="220">

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> My cock was fully erect and ready to go again. She noticed it and laughed. After she calmed down, I was wondering if maybe now everything would be back to some state of normalcy. After all, I was able to bring her to a true orgasm, it just wasn't [[with my cock]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> Still holding me by my ears, "You know how I always get up after sex and go pee to reduce the chances of a bladder infection." Uh oh I thought, looks like normal has a twist to it. "Well from now on I am not going to get up any longer, I've decided that you will be my toilet" [[You said it is disgusting]] [[You say nothing]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/pee-2.gif" width="400" height="220">

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> You have to do what I ask. Not what you think. [[You wave head]] [[You ran from bed]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> She moved down a little to position herself in the right place and I could see her smile as she said "Now don't let any of my pee get on the bed sheets, are you ready sweetheart, here it comes." With that I could see her stomach muscles contract and a river of [[pee immediately swamped my mouth]]. <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/pee-2.gif" width="400" height="220">

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> I try to relax my throat and I could feel her piss run down my esophagus. Luckily there wasn't a lot of pee in her and after just a few seconds the disgusting process ended. Actually, her pee cleaned out the sperm taste in my mouth. My cock had lost all of its [[hardness and seemed to shrivel up like a worm]]. She laughed and gave it a little tug to confirm to both of us that ours roles had changed for a reason. <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/pee-2.gif" width="400" height="220">

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/pee-2.gif" width="400" height="220"> <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> She moved down a little to position herself in the right place and I could see her smile as she said "Now don't let any of my pee get on the bed sheets, are you ready sweetheart, here it comes." With that I could see her stomach muscles contract and a river of [[pee immediately swamped my mouth]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/pee-2.gif" width="400" height="220">

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> Since you choose to go there is no going back with Charlotte. Story of your sissy path is over. Currunt public stoty is over - go to patreon for more <a href="https://www.patreon.com/kevxx">go to patreon for moree</a> New stories and ideas will be added.

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> "Now go into the bathroom and clean up for bed, I`m not going to sleep next to piss-breath all night. And hurry up, I need my sleep." I could tell that she enjoyed this first phase of my humiliation. I went into the bath and did my best to clean up and brush the [[tastes from my mouth]]. <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/pee-2.gif" width="400" height="220">

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> When I emerged from the bathroom, the lights were off. The street lights revealed the naked outline of my wife. She had put her high heels back on to emphasize our differences. She came to me and hugged me to her, [[my face snuggled to her breasts]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> "My poor little Andrew, it's been a tough night for him. Don't worry, it will all be okay. Tomorrow I'll start explaining the rules for our new life together, remember, you can leave whenever you want. Andrew, from now on I want to sleep next to something soft and sensual." [[I could feel something very silky being rubbed against my face]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> "Doesn't this feel nice." I realized they were a pair of panties. She knelt down and made me lift my feet as she put the panties on me. I'd never felt anything so nice next to my cock and mentioned it to her. [["I know little one, I knew you would like them"]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> She raised my arms and slipped something just as soft over my head and the material draped my body in a satiny caress. She reached down to the front of my panties and started to stroke my cock. I immediately grew hard as a rock and I felt her pull me to her body. She towered over me and she positioned one of her legs between mine, [[grabbed my ass and pressed my cock to her leg]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> "I know my baby wants to cum again, go ahead pump your little girly cock on my leg. How does it feel to have something between your legs as you try to cum." The mixed feelings transformed me to a cat in heat. My mouth found a nipple and I suckled it like a baby. I rubbed my pantied [[covered cock on her leg like a little dog]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> I felt her hand slipping under the back of my panties and felt a finger probe into my ass hole, a first for me and there was a little pain. The unusual sensations of the panties and her finger sliding in and out of my ass pushed me over the edge, I started to shudder and I cried as I came for the second time that evening in the silky cocoon. Charlotte let me calm down a little, then she kneeled down to remove the soaked panties. <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/anal.jpg" width="400" height="220"> She stood over me and brought the panties to my lips and [[rubbed the cum on my lips]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> Without any objection I dutifully licked the cum and cleaned out most all of my cum as directed. Off the dresser she grabbed another pair of panties and placed them in my hand and told to clean up, put these on and come back to bed. [["Tomorrow we'll start will talk about the changes we're going to make"]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/anal.jpg" width="400" height="220">

Gazing at the bathroom mirror in the morning light, I tried to see if I looked different. Well for starters, I was standing there in a pair of my wife's white satin bikini-cut panties. My mind flashed back to the previous evening and what earlier had seemed like a blur was now a distinct vision of what was to become the foundation of my future. My wife Charlotte revealed that through all of our married life [[I did not satisfy her sexually]].

Actually, not me as a whole so much as what my wife has now openly stated as 'my small cock'. Her words were, "To be perfectly frank your small little cock just doesn't give me the type of orgasm a woman like me deserves. I'm tired of faking it and I had to let you know so we could [[discuss some options]]."

When hard it's stands straight and is not curved like some of the cocks I've seen in porno films. It's circumcised and my balls are the size of small green grapes. To think my wife has had to fake her orgasms during our marriage I just didn't understand. Of course, I was very shocked to say the least. I told her I could be a better lover just [[give me a chance]].

So, she did. Last night she said that if I could make her cum before myself than we could go on living as before. If not then I would have to leave her or live with her and as yet unrevealed 'options'. Try as I might, I failed to get her to cum and so here I stand in the bathroom in her panties wondering what the [[future had in store for me]].

After I failed, she took total control of our activities the rest of the night What a night, the memory of the humiliating things she put me through was starting to get me aroused. Her too tight panties looked silly on me and my growing cock was straining against the restraining waistband. Charlotte had made me wear them last night and this morning when I checked my underwear drawer all of my boxers had been removed with a note that said that I was to wear the panties from last night and that we would talk about it later in the day. [[Story ends here for now]]

Prior to when we were married, I vividly remember her words, "Don't worry honey, it's not the size it's how you use it." As I reflect back, I can now recall that for some unknown reason all of the lovers in my past had used this line to make me think I was an okay lover. I always thought I had an average sized cock. It's about 5" long and although I have never measured it, the girth seems proportionate for its [[length]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/sissy/main.jpg" width="300" height="400"> Currunt stoty is over Next update comming soon!!!!!! <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-10.gif" width="300" height="200">

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> My wife waved the gnarled old stick in the air. “It’s a magic wand, silly.” “Uh-huh.” Sure, it looked like a magic wand, some kind of polished hardwood, but magic? Uh-uh. “No, really. I found it in a little shop in Bucharest, last year, while I was at that conference.” [[“Did they sell you some magic beans too?”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Charlotte looked hurt. “I’m not a fool, Andrew. They didn’t know it was real. I bought it for you, as a souvenir.” “So how come I never saw it before?” “Because I found out it’s real. I couldn’t—” “Okay, so how’s it work? Assuming it does.” “Well, you have to be alone in a dark room. Then you take off your clothes—get totally naked. Then you touch the wand to your head.” [[“Uh-huh. What’s it supposed to do?”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Well… in my case, it turned me into a man.” I laughed in her face. That made her mad. “I knew you wouldn’t believe me. That’s why I didn’t tell you about it. But I can prove it.” [[“Really? Go ahead then. Turn into a man”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Like I said, I have to be alone—” “Oh, that’s convenient!” “No, it isn’t. It’d be a lot easier if I could do it in front of you. Then you’d have to believe me. I’ll go in the bedroom. Search it if you want to.” “I’ll do that.” The bedroom of our rented cottage held a queen-size bed and not much else. [[I checked under the bed and in the closet, but there were no strange men stashed anywhere]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I brought a few things with me,” Charlotte said. “So I can get dressed af—” “Just get on with it.” I closed the door. The light went off a moment and several minutes passed. No lightning or smoke under the door or anything else. [[How long was she gonna play this out?]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “You can come in now.” It was a man’s voice. I burst through the door. He was standing next to the bed, wearing socks and boxers, putting on a pair of tan Dockers. He smirked. “Convinced yet?” “Where the hell’s my wife?” “Right here.” His hands did a ‘ta-da’ in the air. [[“You’re not my wife!”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I checked the closet, under the bed, in the bed and outside the window, which wasn’t actually big enough for her to get through. “Told you,” the guy said, buttoning up his shirt. I stared at him. “I’m supposed to believe that you’re my wife? That you’re a woman?” “Yes and no. I’m not a woman, as you can plainly see.” He sat down to put on his shoes. [[“But I’m still her up here”]] He tapped his head.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I shook my head. “You’re not Charlotte.” He chuckled. “I don’t go by that name, no. Call me ‘Charles’. That’s the name I used last year while I was touring around Romania and Hungary.” Charles’s vacation; I’d seen the photos. One of them showed a man in front of a castle a friend from the conference, she said. But it was him. [[I felt dizzy]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “So how’s this thing work? You hit someone—” “No. Like I said, you have to be alone. That’s just it—you can only change yourself. You can’t go around turning people into frogs, or whatever.” “Okay, I get it. But how—?” “Listen, Andrew. You’re never going to believe that this thing works until you try it yourself. So I’m gonna take off for a while and let you think about it.” [[“Take off? Where?”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I’ll take a walk around the park. That should give you a couple of hours. If you decide to give it a whirl, there’s stuff to wear in the dresser. If you don’t…” He shrugged. “That’s okay too.” He flashed Charlotte’s patented half-smile and left. [[Search Charlotte in cottage]] [[Dont Search Charlotte in cottage]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I searched the whole cottage, just to make sure the real Charlotte wasn’t pulling a fast one. Nothing. I was nervous, but I had to find out. I stripped down and turned out the lights, wondering who I’d turn into. [[A clone of Charles, or some other guy?]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I stripped down and turned out the lights, wondering who I’d turn into. [[A clone of Charles, or some other guy?]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> There was a flash of light when the wand touched my head. I felt nauseous and nearly fell over, pulled off-balance by heaviness on my chest. A soft mass of hair hit my shoulders. My hands flew up— Oh, shit. I had breasts. Real breasts, with no seam or anything. Worse, [[I could feel the damn things, especially the tips]], which were… Oh, shit.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I felt for the bed and sat down. Hesitantly, I probed between my legs, finding nothing but a patch of wiry hair and a slit… Oh, God. I was female. I was a woman, like Charlotte. [[I couldn’t breathe]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I scrabbled on the floor for the wand, found it and whacked myself on the head. Nothing happened. I stood up and tried again. Wait a minute. Calm down. The wand didn’t work. But Charlotte—or Charles—had used it to change back. So maybe you have to wait for a few hours, or whatever. [[I’d try again later]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I drew the curtains and opened the top drawer of the dresser. I found a brand new black brassiere with a gift tag that read ‘Surprise!’ So she knew all along. I grit my teeth and put it on, struggling with the clasp. Then I donned matching panties, a black skirt, knee-high stockings and a white camisole. [[Oh, Charlotte must be loving this!]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I stepped into a pair of dress flats and opened the bedroom door. I paused, face to face with the hallway mirror. And what a lovely face it was. It’s a shock to realize that you’re prettier than your own wife, but it was true. I wondered how Charlotte might feel about that? I brushed at the long dark hair that cascaded past my shoulders, and as I did so I began smiling. Being turned into a beautiful woman was one hell of a gotcha. [[I had to get her back. And I knew how]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I grabbed Charlotte’s purse and headed for the door. The cottage was located on the grounds of a large hotel. A tourist shopping district was only a twenty minute walk away or less, the way my feet flew over the sidewalk. I felt younger, healthier and stronger than I had in years maybe ever. I found a beauty parlor that wasn’t too busy and had them trim my hair, lightly curling the lower half, [[just enough to make me look different]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> They also gave my face a quick makeover, with better results than poor old Andrew could’ve managed. So when ‘Andrea—the first name that popped into my head when asked—waltzed out the door an hour later, she looked nothing like a woman who’d been male only an hour before. Next stop: the boutique down the block. I bought a black dress that showed a fair bit of cleavage, a red slip (it looked sexy) and dark panty hose. [[I charged it all to Charlotte and wore the ensemble out]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I couldn’t believe how easy it all was. There I was, on a sidewalk crowded with strangers, wearing a dress, my face beautifully made up, long hair poised over deep cleavage—and I felt perfectly at ease, like a woman born and bred. Final stop: a shoe store. I bought a pair of black pumps tall enough to look dressy, but not enough to trip me up. I bundled my old clothes into a shopping bag and headed back to the cottage. [[It was payback time]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Charles was sitting on the front porch—he didn’t have a key—as I sashayed up the block, trying to roll my hips without being too obvious about it. I smiled until he noticed me, then continued on past. As far as he knew, I was just a young woman out shopping. He didn’t know what ‘Andrew’ looked like now, or even if I’d used the wand at all. I passed the next cottage. No one else was nearby. [[Time to play the damsel in distress]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I stumbled, shrieking a little and folding one leg under me as I fell. Then I grabbed my ankle and wailed. But not too much; I didn’t want to put him off. It worked; he came running. “Are you all right?” Biting my lip, I looked up. “It hurts, okay?” He looked worried, so I toned it down. I didn’t want him calling for help. [[I rubbed my ankle once more]], then stretched my leg.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Damn heels. They’re new.” He held out his hand. “Can I help you up?” Bingo. “You may.” I laid my delicate hand in his and he smoothly pulled me to my feet. Instantly, I collapsed into him, entangling myself in his arms. What better way to get acquainted? [[“I got you”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> His rich tenor made me melt a little. “Thanks.” I stood up and promptly fell against his chest, my hair flying into his face. “Oooh, that’s not good.” I reached down to massage the supposedly damaged limb. “Might be sprained.” “You can’t walk on that. [[I’ll get you a cab]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Oh, no! Please—my hotel is just down the street. If I could just lean on you…?” “Sure, I guess so.” He picked up my shopping bag and put his arm around my waist. My heart skipped a few beats. I put my hand on his shoulder and we lurched forward together. “Think of it as practice for a three-legged race,” [[I told him seriously]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “You never know.” Charles laughed. He had a nice laugh. “I’m Andrea. Thanks for doing this.” “Charles. It’s my pleasure.” I should say so. He’s a man and I’m sex on wheels. This should be a pleasure. But—hang on. He’s my wife. [[How could I forget that]]?

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I concentrated on walking without putting much weight on my ‘bad’ ankle. Then I started wondering which hotel I should say was mine. I needed a nice big porch for the next step. Ah, that one. “Right there,” I said. “The Empress.” “Pretty fancy.” “Nothing but the best for this girl.” On the porch, I steered us toward a pair of wicker chairs. “[[Could we sit for a minute? It’s my ankle…]]” I sat down, pulled up my skirt and, with a coy smile, began massaging my leg.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I knew he was staring. He probably didn’t even know he was doing it. Typical man. I milked it as long as I could, then lowered my skirt and carefully brushed off the grit. Then I picked up Charles’s purse, hoping he wouldn’t recognize it. “Oh, just great.” I snapped it closed in disgust. [[“I lost my room key—again”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I’m sorry. It’s happened before?” “Not here. But I’m always losing stuff. Just another dumb broad, right?” “Not at all. You seem, er… very nice. Smart.” I smiled at him. “Such a gentleman.” “Let’s try the front desk. They—” “How about a drink?” I popped up, remembering to wince just in time. “My treat—for my savior.” He looked doubtful, but I insisted. In the lounge, [[I ordered a carafe of white wine]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “So… where are you from?” His question surprised me. Up to now, I was doing the heavy lifting in the conversation. Maybe a little alcohol was just what he needed. I thought fast. “Seattle. And you?” “Toronto.” We were both lying. “I’m an engineer,” he said. [[“But you—you must be a model”]] I laughed.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Oh, you are a charmer, aren’t you? No, I’m, ah… I write children’s books.” Creating a life on the fly was exhilarating, like riding a bike with no hands. “Cool. So you’re published?” “Well, no. It’s more of a hobby. Don’t give up your day job, right? I work in PR. It pays the bills.” [[“You’re here on holiday?”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “I am. A little R-and-R.” “All by yourself?” Now that was a bold thing to say to a woman he’d just met. Of course, he’d drunk most of the wine. “I came with a girlfriend,” I said with a shrug. “But she hooked up with some guy she used to know. Haven’t seen her since.” [[“That’s, uh… too bad. I guess, uh…”]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> The poor man was almost stuttering. He visibly pulled himself together. “Andrea, would you like to have dinner?” Bingo again. I had him. Dinner was a go. At my suggestion, Charles went on ahead to get us a table, while I supposedly popped upstairs to freshen up. Instead, I went to the front desk, registered for the night using Charlotte’s credit card, and went to the room to spread my old clothes around and make the place look lived-in. [[Then off to the restaurant]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Charles held my chair for me. I felt like a lady So this is what it’s like to be wined and dined, to be pursued, to be the object of a man’s attention. For the first time in my life, I felt desirable. During the meal, I laughed at his jokes, made eye contact and toyed with my hair—the way women do when they’re sending signals. The weird thing was, it was pure instinct. I did it without thinking. At one point, right out of the blue, I said, “You remind me of Superman. Know why?” “My broad chest and bulging muscles?” [[I shook my hair]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “No, it’s your name. Clark Charles, mild-mannered engineer from Toronto.” He laughed. “Don’t get me wrong,” I said hastily. “You look nice, just not Superman-nice. I’m sorry.” “It’s okay. I think you might have a little crush on this Superman guy. Should I be jealous?” I giggled, and the conversation went on like that. Sure, it sounds corny now, [[but this is how men and women are when they’re together]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Afterward, we stood on the veranda and watched a warm twilight settle into the harbor as the sun sank toward the ocean. Charles glanced at his watch. I had to keep him focused on me. I grabbed his arm and pointed. “Oh, how about a carriage ride around the park? They’re so romantic…” I sweetened the pot by promising to drop him off at the cottage. How could he say no to that? [[He helped me up]], his hands on my waist, thrilling me with his strength.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> To be man-handled like that… The carriage lurched forward, the horses set off at a gentle canter and Charles put his arm around me. I tucked my hair back and leaned into him. The breeze was warm. It was a perfect evening. For over an hour we rode slowly through the park, ending with a slow meander along the road by the sea. We talked quietly, about the city and the park, and about ourselves—most of it a pack of lies, [[but now and then our true selves leaked through]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “Andrea,” he whispered, “you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known.” His arm drew me closer. “I feel the same way.” I couldn’t help myself. I lifted my face up to his and, at last, we kissed. Part of me was outraged: She’s cheatin’ on you, bro! She don’t know you’re her husband! [[But the woman in me was swept away]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I’d never felt this way before, even with Charlotte. I knew I was supposed to yell “gotcha!” around about now, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I didn’t want to spoil the moment. It was a long kiss, interrupted by short pauses to grab a breath of air. It ended only when the carriage pulled up in front of the cottage. [[“Guess this is my stop”]] he said sadly.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I nodded but held onto his hand. “It’s dark,” I said softly. “You don’t have a key.” He stared at the cottage. “That’s true, no key.” I touched his arm. “I don’t think your friend is there. Maybe… maybe he met someone.” Charles looked me in the eye. [[“Maybe he did”]] I stared at the floor.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> “You can stay with me, if you like.” What the hell was I doing? Just give him the damn key and it’s all over! We’ll have a good chuckle, change back and that’ll be that. But it wasn’t over. “I’d like that,” he said, lifting my chin with one finger. His kiss could melt snow. [[When we got to the room]],

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I half-expected him to carry me over the threshold. I had to remind myself that we weren’t married. Maybe that was the best way to think about it: Andrew and Charlotte were a couple, but Andrea and Charles had just met. [[The room really didn’t look all that inhabited]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> To preempt any questions, I said, “Looks like my friend cleaned out her stuff. And we were sharing a suitcase, too.” “She didn’t leave you much.” “Just my clothes from yesterday. She’s not that great a friend.” “I hope I’m better company.” “I’m counting on it.” [[I found myself in his arms again]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Our lips met and I felt the zipper on my dress slide down my back. He wants me. This is what it’s like to be desired, as a woman. When the kiss broke, he lifted my hair and my dress fell to the floor. I touched his shirt. “Need any help with that?” He grinned and started undoing the buttons. [[I excused myself into the bathroom]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I stared at the mirror in disbelief. What I saw was a woman preparing herself to lie down with a man. My fingers raked at her hair, plumping up the volume. I adjusted the lie of my breasts and took off my slip. I looked down at a woman’s body. Did I really want to do this? Six of one, half-dozen of the other. [[But how could I stop now?]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> The room was dark. I felt my way to the bed and sat down, carefully unrolling my panty hose. It’s so easy to damage, particularly with such long nails. Strong fingers—not mine—undid the clasp of my bra. [[I let it fall and stepped out of my panties]].

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> That was it—there was nothing left between me and this man’s privates. I felt terribly exposed. But his hands were warm. I slipped into his arms. “I should’ve asked,” he said hesitantly. “Do we, uh, need any protection?” “It’s okay, I’m on the pill.” That was it, my last chance to turn back—gone with the wind. [[His lips found mine]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> His breath came harshly into my mouth while his hands roamed the length of my back. I clutched at his chest. Then he rolled me onto my back and his fingers descended on my breasts. Oh, my—so that’s how it feels! I knew what he wanted in return. [[I groped at his crotch]], found the tree and started climbing.

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> Christ, it’s big! I encircled the thing and began a slow, rhythmic stroking. Guys really like that. So I did for him what Charlotte used to do for Andrew, and Charles did to me what I used to do to Charlotte; and somehow it all worked out. Perhaps I was more woman than man now—in mind as well as body— or maybe I’ve had a woman inside me all along. [[Either way, in that moment, I was all girl]]

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> His open mouth found mine, our tongues met in the middle, and when he mounted me my legs pulled him inside and the two of us came as one. Charles began kneading the wet slit between my legs. he never felt like this in my life very good. I felt his shoulder and tried to pull him. if i can't be him Man, I was ready to become a woman - his wife. he kissed me again [[It's long. "I'm sorry. I think I've waited long enough."]] <img class="family" src="image-files/sex-3.gif" width="300" height="200"> <<set $story = 5>>

<img class="family" src="image-files/family-1.png" width="300" height="400"> I fell asleep in Charles’s arms, and in the morning I walked him back to the cottage. I wasn’t sure what to say when we got there, but I was pretty sure Charlotte would be okay with it. She’s a good sport. Who knows, maybe she even figured it out herself. But there’s no doubt Andrea and [[Charles will see each other again|Current Story ends here]]

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