Round Robin

Jackson slowly sauntered into his room after work. Another day, another rejection. A year had passed since his wife and the mother of his child Brandon had died, leaving a son without a mother and a husband without a wife.

Since then, Jackson had been unable to move on. Brandon had become more and more distant from his classmates and friends, forever failing to find a girlfriend as well.

It was then the son desperate for social acceptance took X-Change for the first time at home, it was a custom pill he had saved up for. The transformation was almost instantaneous, with his new body in the form of a gorgeous blonde MILF. He was now his father’s age and in the body of a bombshell.

“Brandon! It’s time for dinner!” Jackson said as he walked upstairs to his sons room. As soon as the door opened, his jaw dropped as he saw her and was immediately struck by her resemblance to his dead wife, she couldn't resist the urges in her body and he couldn't resist his desires either.

Brandon stood silent with his eyes wide open as his new vagina grew damp. Jackson crept up on the older woman and examined her for a second. She was absolutely gorgeous, with her beautiful blonde hair, her large breasts, and her long legs. He felt a stirring in his crotch and it wasn’t long before their lips met. Brandon couldn’t believe that he was kissing his own father, even worse was that he was loving every second of it.

Brandi fell under Jackson’s spell, returning his kiss and rubbing his crotch through this khaki pants. Whatever was in that custom made her horny and want him so bad. It wasn’t long before they were both naked and in Jackson’s bed.

The two made love for hours. Jackson knew all of the best places to pound Brandi’s no longer virgin pussy. Sounds of moans and skin slapping skin echoed throughout the halls of their house. The lovers were in heaven as they took turns riding and fucking each other. Jackson ended up cumming inside her and they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The morning sun rose and Jackson was the first one to wake up. He had the weirdest dream the previous night. There was a woman, baring a passing resemblance to his late wife, in his son’s room, they ended up making love all night. He turned and saw his son next to him and everything seemed to click into place. 

Brandon was visibly embarrassed as he woke up next to his father. After a few hours, they discussed the previous night of glorious passion and made agreement, Brandon would continue to take the customs that would last twelve hours if Jackson would also take one too that change him into a young girl.

After about a week of having only Brandi around for 12 hours, it was now Jackson’s turn. He slowly swallowed the pill and let his transformation overtake him. Soon, Jackie was born.

As soon as Brandon saw what his father had become, he was immediately in love. He kissed Jackie passionately and tore off her new clothes. Unlike his father, Brandon did not want to make love. He wanted to fuck. Hard. He was more kinky than his father, and with his father now a naked chick, he knew what he had to.

They fucked for what felt like an eternity. Brandon was rough with Jackie, gripping her hair in his hand like a vice as he roughly pounded her pussy. Jackie gritted her teeth as her lover was forceful, she still enjoyed it nonetheless. She found herself loving receiving more than giving. The feeling of a cock inside her made her feel whole, a complete woman. Brandon ended up coming inside her as well and they also fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Three months had passed since that day. They found themselves falling more and more in love with each other. They even spent their weekends as women. In public, some thought they were mother and daughter which made them giggle. If only they knew what happened behind closed doors. 

They both know that one day, one of them is going to want to stay as a woman. But for now, they love playing Round Robin with each other. Sometimes on the weekend, Brandi and Jackie like to have fun together. Their love for each other is so strong that they don’t invite anyone else for a threesome. They’re all that they need. 

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Three’s Company

Mike had been working non-stop to support his pregnant wife, Jennifer. It was a typical boring desk job but it was enough to pay the bills and keeps the lights on. In the end, they were happy to be together, and they couldn’t wait to become parents. 

Mindy was their neighbor. She was the neighborhood MILF. Her husband was a nice man but he was always working. She was always having a handsome guy over though, and Jennifer swore that she heard grunting coming from Mindy’s house. 

One night, Mike had finally returned home. He greeted his wife with a kiss and they quickly retired to the bedroom. Before they went to sleep, Mike turned to his wife and smiled. “I wish I could spend more time with you, Jennifer,” he said. Jennifer blushed and they cuddled before falling asleep. If only he knew how that offhand wish would change his life forever.

When Mike woke the next morning, he could tell something was off. There was a strange weight on his chest, something was missing in between his legs, his vision was blocked by long dark hair. He managed to get out of bed and ran to the mirror. He didn’t see his usual male self. Instead, he saw…Mindy.

Mike couldn’t believe what had happened. He had swapped with a gorgeous MILF overnight. He almost screamed when her husband walked up behind him and kissed his neck. “Good morning Mindy,” the man whispered. “Good morning Nick,” she responded immediately afterwards. They shared a kiss before Nick left for work.

As soon as Nick left, Mindy rushed to get dressed, she looked through her closet and found a form fitting blouse and a top that managed to hold her large fake breasts in place. Finally slipping on the heels, she teetered slightly as she minced her way out the door. She blushed as her heels clicked down the sidewalk, making her way to her wife’s house. She could feel that Jen would understand.

Knocking on the door, Mindy couldnt help but notice her expertly manicured nails. The door suddenly opened, Mindy snapping back to look and Jen happily smiling.  "Mindy! This is a surprise, how can I help you?" Jen said warmly as she stood in the doorway, softly cradling her belly outside of her bathrobe. "Jen! Something happened! I…I don’t know how or why, I can’t explain it!! One minute I was here, the next I was there and then I rushed over because Nick kissed me and..." Mindy rambled almost incoherently as Jen looked on with a confused face. She groaned and cut the trophy wife off. "Oh! S...sorry.... this little one kicks really hard!" she said as she grabbed the door frame to steady herself. With a flurry of concern, Mindy assisted Jen back inside the house and to a kitchen chair. Jen assured her that it was all normal and she would be fine. "Wow Mindy, I didnt think you'd be so squimish around a pregnant woman. You're freaking out like a guy would thinking I’m made of glass" she said laughing.

As the day went on, Mindy calmed down. They sat by the pool, tanning in the warm sun and watching the hunky pool boy clean the pool. Mindy’s hormones got the best of her and she found herself getting wet at the idea of having a “one on one session” with him. 

When Jen waddled back into the house, that was when Mindy made her move. She got up and quickly made her way behind the pool boy. She introduced herself and successfully managed to seduce him. Jen didn’t suspect a thing, not seeing the two go back to Mindy’s house. 

The two had sex for that whole day. The pool boy’s cock was so much larger than her stick in the mud of a husband. It fit her like a glove and they were under each other’s spell. 

Mike’s mind had been completely absorbed by Mindy. Her horniness and hormones had corrupted Mike and transformed him into the perfect cougar. Mindy was in love with cock and had the pool boy cum inside her. It felt good to be naughty.

Life went on after that. Mindy ended up divorcing her stick in the mud husband and kept the house. Every few days she would have different men and women who she had sex with. A few months later and she was pregnant. She didn’t know who the father was but she didn’t care. Jen even helped her with her pregnancy. They were inseparable besties, doing everything together and having a lot of fun with Jen’s husband, Mike. 

Mindy became the town MILF. She could be found at the local bars, preying on cute and single men. She’s always looking for a good time. If you play it carefully, you could be her next fuck.

A New Perspective (Guest Post)

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“Michael, Im not continuing this anymore. I've made myself totally clear on this, everytime you bring it up. I'm not ready to have children! I love you but you need to stop pressuring me!" Catherine exasperated, to the side of Michael's face, humbled and humiliated after another conversation turned argument. Michael had noticed far more of them lately, but he kept his tongue bit for the sake of his wife. He could her point, but he just wanted to start a family with the love of his life, if only she was in as right a place to do it as him.

After an awkward silence, Michael looked away, understanding her point of view and sighing a muttered "Psssshht" under his breath. As he bit the inside of his lip, choosing what to say next, to reassure his wife, Catherine had heard Michael's muttering aside from her. How dare he call her a "Bitch"!! For wanting to make her own choices about her body and when she wants to carry a child! He was so selfish, she couldn't believe his ignorance. "You selfish prick! You know what, Mike? Alright, Fuck you! You can HAVE a baby! Since you're so keen on forcing motherhood on me" Catherine burst, before storming out and into the bedroom slamming the door shut, behind her.

Michael sat there in stunned silence. The deafening quiet, followed by the soft replumping of the cushions as he got up and padded into the guest room.

Catherine paced, furiously, contemplating her revenge, clutching the amulet she won in her college sorority. She wanted to make him think twice about asking her for a while. Make him regret calling her a bitch, with the thought of having a living thing grow in you and then dramatically push out your vagina. She closed her eyes, and after a moment the amulet glowed, the house was engulfed in a mist of sparkles and whimsical dancing particles in the smoke.

Michael was sitting on the bed, deep in thought. How to apologise to Cathy, and assure her you want a family in her own time. He felt a chill, looking down and seeing his clothes had evaporated!? His surprise was knocked out of him by a moan as his twitching member was at full mast, pulsing and spurting cum from receding orbs. He barely had time to notice the skin on his cock change hue to a dark tan, especially since it was shrinking, pulling in towards the burrowing slit developing between her thighs. The tip now her dark brown little clit, and pretty pussy a far cry from his white cock.

Shivering with pleasure, Michael arched her back, feeling her ass and breasts expand to ample, and playful proportions, the snap outwards of her hips, signalling her transition into childbearing womanhood.

He felt the tingle of something on his delicate shoulders, amid the chaos and pleasure. He noticed his hair was now much darker and spilling down her back and breasts, now noticing how the tanned skin colour had now spread all over her body, her sensitive parts a dark brown, and judging by an already wet slit. Her face shifted and snapped, her head now rounded as her head began to burn. Memories of Michael vanishes, as did most of his IQ as her REAL memories of being Mikayla seared themselves into her vapid little head.

She drooled and giggled, as lips plumped, and lashes lengthened. Slimming brows and seductive eyes complimented the girl's looks as a very sexy, and very body confident girl was left on the bed, slowly coming down from her breathy orgasmic high. Until the door shot open.

Catherine was delighted with herself as she felt the energy surge forth and envelop the house. Her body filled with power as muscles bulged and surged. Every flex leaving her more toned and built. She laughed in a deepening cadence, her Adams apple growing as she sprouting taller, now easily over 6ft. Her hair receded to a tidy boyish look, yet it manifested elsewhere with a stubbly beard growing on a more chiseled, angular and piercing face.

Her laughing was cut short into a soft grunt of pleasure, as her clit was expanding and lengthening at an alarming rate, triggered by the descent of his ovaries into sperm pumping testicles. The zipper of her jeans burst as her imposing shaft pushed out, growing thicker and harder.

Cath's clothes began to melt away as he pumped his new cock in animalistic lust, like a distracted gorilla in heat. However a moment of clarity caused him to realise two things. One, that he was naked. And two, that there was someone else who the spell has worked for. Someone who demanded punishment. Someone who needed to be scared into the dangers and ever present risk of pregnancy and womanhood. Cath took only a moment to admire themselves in the mirror before setting out into the hall to find Michael.

"Hey there, little Mamma, have you seen Michael anywhere?" Cath joked as he stood in the doorway, his mighty shaft hanging below his imposing built figure. Mikayla wheeled around, trying to cover up, initially shocked, but pleasantly surprised when she saw the hunk of a man in the doorway.

"N-No, just m-me, Mikayla~" The girl stammered, staring at the mans thick cock. Cath noticed this, and stepped toward the bed, teasing his member, smiling. "Well Im glad to have found you instead, Mikayla. I'm Cath"

Mikayla's big beautiful dark eyes went wide as she saw his stiffening shaft, and throbbing tip. At first its power frightened her but something sparked inside her. Like a small ember, burning away. She wanted to touch it... But he touched her with it instead. The moment Cath poked Mikayla's hand with his dick, she left upon it, grabbing it, and stroking it, admiring its warmth and length.

Are you Cath? Or are you 'getting sucked off'?" Mikayla joked before swallowing the tip of Cath's cock between her plump lips, her wet mouth and tongue doing work to massage between strokes. Cath groaned audibly, at the sensation. He had messed around as a guy before but this was different. It was like, Mikayla really wanted this. And it felt so much better than anything Cath had felt before. It wasn't long before Cath's will had waned entirely and Mikayla had exerted her feminine lust and prowess to coax Cath into her awaiting womanhood.

The first sensation of being penetrated was divine. Mikayla rode her husbands dick for what seemed like eternity until Cath couldnt hold on any longed... And Mikayla's orgasm was climaxed with Cath's as he came inside her tired out pussy, spilling down her thighs and over the sheets, as she ground her sensitive swollen clit against Cath, into motherhood on wave of pleasure.

Several months on, Mikayla had found herself enjoying the new dynamic. While annoyed at Cath for changing the two of them, and not using protection, or pulling out... She had to admit, she loved her baby bump~ and all of her other growing curves as her pregnancy went on into its third trimester. But she had no plans to stop on one. She wanted a family. And a big family is what she got.

Mikayla enjoyed motherhood almost as much as she enjoyed being made a mother by her loving and doting spouse, spoiling her and regularly satisfying her, grateful he would never have to go through pregnancy. However Cath still enjoyed the pregnancy hormones all the same. Just from the base end of his penis.

As funny as the misunderstanding was, years later when they discussed it at their youngest's birthday party, for now, Mikayla was loving the way things became. She was Pretty. Small. Perfect. Loved. And now her children were the same. She was proud of her family and how they grew over the years, as she looked deep into Cath's eyes, wizened by fatherhood. They were the perfect parents and partners. Not only for the kids, but for each other. And Mikayla couldn't have been happier.

The Adults Are Talking

Michael and Paige were in a rut. They had been happily married ever since they graduated from college a few years earlier. The only problem was that they didn’t see eye to eye on a few important things. One of those important things was starting a family. Paige wanted to have children while Michael didn’t, preferring to either adopt or stay celibate. 

One night, they went to a bar hoping to take their minds off of the children situation. “What’s up losers?” a man said, walking towards them. Michael sighed as he recognized the man. His name was Nick. He used to bully Michael ever since their freshman year of high school. They hadn’t seen each other in almost a decade, ever since high school graduation. Michael knew he was safe since they were going to different schools for college. 

The three of them had an oddly nice time together, reminiscing on their time in school and how their lives. Nick found himself staring at Paige most of the time, as if he was imprinting himself on the married woman. A few hours and drinks later, the married couple went back home. Michael felt a strange pit in his stomach but he just assumed that it was from the drinks. 

After getting home, Michael attacked Paige with a passionate kiss. She melted into the kiss, he picked her up and carried her to their room. He gently placed her down on the bed, they ripped off their clothes before attacking each other again with kisses. As they made love, Paige was thinking about Nick. His stare into her eyes back at the bar made her pussy slightly moist, and she couldn’t help but think that he’d be a good lay. But she was a married woman. She went back to thinking about Michael as they fucked that night. Right before he came, he pulled his cock out of his wife’s pussy and a small load of semen flew onto her belly. They didn’t think anything of it as they cleaned themselves off and fell asleep.

The next morning, Michael felt strange. He felt...shorter? He measured himself and found that he lost a few inches and pounds. Paige giggled as she saw her husband’s new stature. Michael scoffed before putting on his clothes and leaving for work. They shared a quick kiss before he left, leaving Paige by herself. Paige took a personal vacation from work so she could be by herself and be with her husband more. 

Suddenly, as if something was controlling her, Paige put on a new pair of clothes and walked outside. She didn’t know where she was going until she pulled up at the house she had found herself at. Nick opened the door and smiled as he saw her. He pulled her in for a passionate kiss, Paige surprisingly didn’t break it, and pulled her inside. It was something she had never felt before with Michael. It was oddly freeing as they kissed and before she knew what was going on their clothes were off.

Inside Nick’s bedroom, they were on the bed and kissing. Nick maneuvered the married woman until she was on all fours. Paige let out a small moan as Nick’s cock found it’s way inside of her vagina. It was slightly bigger than her husband’s, in both size and girth. She felt an immense amount of pleasure that she hadn’t felt since marrying Michael. “Say my name,” Nick said, inches away from Paige’s ear. “Nick...” she replied softly. “Louder,” Nick demanded. “Nick!” Paige screamed as she felt the first of many orgasms explode out of her.

Michael worked at an office building answering calls. It was boring and tedious but it paid the bills. He felt that strange pit in his stomach again and ran to the bathroom. His hair was getting longer, until it reached his shoulders. Small breasts formed on his chest and he looked slightly younger. He went back to working in his cubicle as smaller transformations happened inside of him.

When he got home, his wife was sitting on the couch. He asked her what was wrong but she didn’t respond, as if she didn’t even hear him. The only thing on her mind was Nick and the affair. She knew that she had to see him again, but she didn’t know whether it was to do it again or to tell him off. 

Over the next few days Paige would keep seeing Nick. She tried to tell him off but Nick was getting stronger and more masculine. Meanwhile, Michael seemed to be getting more feminine. His hair kept growing, the breasts on his chest kept getting bigger until they were around a b-cup, and his average sized penis receded into his body. 

Once he got home, he looked more like Paige’s slightly masculine daughter rather than her husband. She made him stay in the guest room as she couldn’t even look at him like this. Once they were in separate rooms, Paige took out her phone and called Nick. “Hello?” he asked. “Nick. It’s Paige. My...husband isn’t looking so well and I want you to come over,” she said. “I’m on my way babe,” he said before ending the call. It wasn’t long before Nick was at Paige’s house. He walked into the guest room and saw what Michael had become. He was definitely more female than male now. He looked like an eighteen year old girl and was seemingly getting younger. 

“Oh I’m sorry. Is your mother here?” Nick said sarcastically. “You son of a bitch! What did you do to me?” Michael asked in a completely feminine voice. “Remember when we were at the bar? I put something in your drink. Paige has been seeing me recently and your masculinity is draining me and turning you into a girl,” Nick said. Michael broke down in tears. These new female hormones were driving him crazy. 

Nick laughed before turning and leaving the guest room, leaving Michael to his transformation. He walked to Paige’s bedroom and knocked on the door. Paige opened the door and attacked her lover with a passionate kiss. She was completely in love with Nick now. She didn’t think of Michael in a romantic light anymore. It wasn’t long before they were on the bed and naked again. As they had sex, Michael was transforming yet again.

He was getting smaller, the ring on his finger fell off and faded away. The work clothes on him seemed to be getting bigger as his body got smaller. He fell out of his work clothes, leaving his feminine body naked before he began fading away. It seemed that he was split into two. Half of him was inside his former wife and the other half was inside Nick. “I’m gonna cum baby,” Nick said as a ring formed on his finger. “Cum inside me, my love,” Paige said to her husband. The husband and wife shared a warm kiss before Nick finally came inside his wife’s unprotected pussy. 

The spell had completely worked. Paige was now Nick’s wife and Michael ceased to exist. Instead, Michael had turned into the little genome that was inside Paige. In nine months, their daughter would be born.

Eight months later...

Nick woke up next to his pregnant wife. She looked so beautiful with her baby bump, knowing that their daughter was in there and growing. It was only a matter of time before Sophia would be introduced to the world. Nick loved his new life, with a loving wife and baby on the way he was invincible. He hated Michael but he would ultimately forget about that loser.

Paige loved her husband to death. He was strong, handsome, and manly. She forgot that Michael ever existed. She only knew Nick and Sophia. She couldn’t wait for Sophia to be born, to hold her baby girl in her arms. Life was good for the couple, maybe after Sophia’s born they could give her a brother. The name Michael circled around in their minds.

A Shift In Power

 My husband and I have been going through a dry spell recently. I've told him how much I wanted children, but he just never wanted to have sex with me. Then one day, I decided that I have had enough. 

We went to a therapist, it was our first time going to therapy so we were both a bit nervous. It started off well until my husband admitted something that rocked me to my core. He didn't want to have sex with me because he didn't like being a man, and that he thought felt like a woman on the inside. I never would've known that he was trans, he had my love and support of course, but I was caught off guard by his confession. 

The therapist seemed to know, as she smirked and slipped us a piece of paper. Before I could ask what it was, our time was up and we left. My husband, or wife now I suppose, was crying in the car, I held her hand as we drove home. 

Once we arrived at home, I went to our bedroom and pulled out that tiny slip of paper that the therapist gave me. I read it out loud and suddenly my vision was blinded by a flash of light. 

Once I was able to see again, I knew something was different. What did this slip of paper do?  I brought my arm up, my ring was still there but my arm was bigger and had hair on it. I looked down and saw that instead of my normal large breasts, my chest was flat. I ran to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I was shocked to see that I was now a man!

"Oh my god," I said, shocked at the sight of my new naked body and holding my mouth closed after I heard my new deep voice. "Honey, are you okay?" my wife asked walking into the bathroom, her voice light and soft. 

God, she was hot. Her huge breasts and her fat ass were absolutely perfect. "Great," I thought to myself. "Now that I'm a male I'm thinking with my dick." Speaking of my dick, it was now fully erect at just the mere sight of her. "Ay mi amor, someone's excited today," she said. When she was my husband, she wasn't latino so it was interesting to see the hot latina she had become. She brightly smiled before bringing me in for a kiss. This was a lot better than before this change. 

We tore off each other's clothes, and before I knew it we were in the shower. We furiously made out before she kissed her way down, kneeling in the process. She smirked as rubbed my cock, the alien sensation driving me wild. We both knew what was about to happen, and I had absolutely no intentions of stopping her. She quickly brought it into her mouth and began sucking. 

The feeling was amazing. The warmth from her mouth and hand enveloping my cock made me involuntarily moan. It wasn't long before she began sucking faster, actively worshipping my new member. I placed my hand on the back of her head, encouraging her to go deeper. Her moans sent millions of tiny shocks throughout my body, causing me to slightly thrust in and out of her mouth. 

She released my cock with an audible *pop* as she stood up and our lips met again. She walked out of the shower, her curvy hips swaying as she walked out of the bathroom and into our bedroom. I walked behind her and she waved a finger, inviting me to have more fun with her. I kneeled on the bed and inserted my cock into her pussy. 

We fucked for hours, if I were still female I would've already came, but as a male I wasn't even close to an orgasm. "I love you, baby," I said, my mighty ballsack slapping my wifes voluptuous ass. "Te amo mucho," she replied in between moans. Sex was so much better as a man! Being the one with the dick and in control was so much more satisfying than having a vagina and being submissive. 

Suddenly, I felt a buildup in my crotch. "I'm gonna cum," I said, my thrusts beginning to go harder and faster. "Cum inside your wife, mi amor," she replied, flexing her pussy muscles. "I'm cumming," we yelled in unison. I finally came inside her, some droplets of semen remaining on the outside as she removed my cock. 

We fell asleep in each others arms, still naked but we didn't care. 

In the morning I called the therapists office to see if we could schedule another appointment with the therapist. I gasped as they told me that they had never heard of that therapist and I hung up. I was a dude permanently! I looked over to my sleeping wife and my whole mood changed. She had the body she'd always wanted and she's finally happy as a woman. It was going to be a long journey being a man for the rest of my life, but I would get used to it. 

Two months later, my wife's belly had gotten slightly bigger. We celebrated with another round of love making after she told me she was pregnant. I had always wanted children and now we were going to have them, only she was the one giving birth. I just hope that wherever that therapist is, she's happy knowing that she changed my life for the better. I love my wife, and I just know that she's going to be an amazing mother. 

Bridgette smiled as she saw the new couple cuddling on her phone. Ever since she became a witch, she had been helping couples. Some were as small as a rejuvination of their sex life, or as big as a shift in power and gender swapping.

She took a sip of her drink and then saw a couple walking into the Starbucks, she immediately could tell that they were unhappy. After they ordered their drinks and sat down, she walked up to the couple. "Who the hell are you?" asked the man. She smiled and sat down next to them. "I'm Bridgette. I'm a therapist and I can just tell that you're both going through something," she said. 

"We're fine thank you," the man said, taking a sip from his cup of coffee. "Actually, my boyfriend here and I have been having some trouble lately," his girlfriend said. "Would you like to schedule an appointment?" Bridgette asked the couple. The girlfriend nodded. "Great! How about noon?" Bridgette asked. "That sounds good," the girlfriend responded. They shook hands and Bridgette left, eager to help another troubled couple.

Arguments Lead To Confessions Epliogue

 It's been a year since Frank and I officially became a couple. It was interesting when I came back to work and everyone saw me as a woman. Some were confused and some were supportive. I found new friends with all the women at work. I stopped hanging out with my male co-workers (minus Frank of course), and started hanging out with my female co-workers instead.

The month after we started dating, I woke up feeling strange. I had weird cramps, which I just thought was my period. I was still getting used to being a woman full-time, so this still felt different for me. After doing my new daily routine, I went out to the pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test. It later came back positive. 9 months later, I gave birth to beautiful baby girls. I didn't know if they were Frank's or my ex-wife's but I didn't care. 

My ex-wife shows up every month and takes an X-Change Blue Pill, and we have threesomes. Him and Frank fuck me until my whole body is sore and I absolutely love it. The feeling of two cocks in your holes really makes you feel different, but a good kind of different. 

Recently, Frank finally proposed. The proposal was beautiful. We went to his parent's house and he accidentally referred to me as his fiancé. "Fiancé?" I asked. He smiled and went down on one knee. I had butterflies in my stomach. "I have loved you ever since we met. I never want to stop loving you. Will you marry me?" he asked, pulling out a box with a beautiful diamond ring inside. Of course I said yes. We kissed and his parents clapped.

My life is quite a handful. Handling two daughters, planning a wedding, and working full time really takes a toll on a woman. But I wouldn't have it any other way. I have the greatest family in the world, and a loving, supportive fiancé. 

The wedding is in July.

Arguments Lead To Confessions Pt. 5

 Frank was taken aback by my revealing. "Jack? Why are you a woman again?" he asked, his voice a mix of shock and confusion. "Can we come in?" my wife asked. Ever the gentlemen, Frank motioned for us to come inside and holding the door open for us. 

We found our way to his couch and moments later he came in with glasses of wine. He took a quick sip from his glass before sitting next to us. As I sipped from my glass, my wife began telling my story. I lowered my head in embarrasment, hoping that Frank wouldn't see it. 

After she was done, Frank lightly touched my leg. My pussy started to get hot from his touch. "Is this true?" he asked. I raised my head to look at him. I nodded. "Why?" he asked. "Because I'm in love with you!" I blurted out, my cheeks becoming bright red as my face flushed. It was as if a weight was lifted off my shoulders.  

He looked down and up again. Our eyes met and my heart fluttered. "Can I be honest with you? After our month together, I can't stop thinking about you. I...think I'm in love with you too," he said, tears almost forming in both of our eyes. I couldn't believe it. He loved me too! I closed my eyes and leaned in as we pressed our lips together. Our first kiss was long and passionate. It was like sparks were flying everywhere. I forgot that my wife was still with us until I heard her clapping. 

After he broke the kiss, we looked back and saw her smiling. "Don't mind me, lovebirds. Just keep doing what you're doing," she said. We went back to the kiss, but this time I felt his tongue invading my mouth. I did the same and our tongues were locked in battle.

I didn't notice as Frank managed to take off my dress, exposing my bra and panties. He then lifted me up and carried me to his bedroom. "I love you," I panted. "I love you too," he said as he ripped off my underwear. 

He then crawled on top of me and inserted his erect cock into my wet and eagerly awaiting vagina. His massive member fit like a glove inside me. We continued to make out as we made love. I didn't want this moment to end. Nothing else mattered beside him and me at this point. 

Not only was he a good kisser but he was a sexual god. He knew all the right places to make me feel the most amount of pleasure. I wrapped my legs around him, not wanting him to let go. 

Moments later, he finally came inside my womb, giving me the strongest orgasm of my life. If my wife hadn't impregnated me that first night, I was sure that Frank had. He slipped his cock out of me and he laid down next to me.

"I'm not done yet," I said as I moved to his groin and began sucking his cock. He placed a hand on the back of my head, encouraging me to go deeper. Moments later, he finally came in my mouth. I swallowed his still massive load, licking him clean and sucking him dry in the process. 

I crawled on top of him and we started kissing again. I assumed my wife left as night fell, and we fell asleep in each others arms. 

I woke up next to him. I instantly noticed two things. My legs were sore and the wedding ring on my finger was gone. "Morning, beautiful," Frank said as he kissed me on the cheek. I inexplicably started to sob. "What's wrong, babe?" he said, putting his hand on my shoulder. "Nothing. It's just that I'm so happy to be with the love of my life," I said. I was telling the truth. He smiled and we kissed. 

"It's time to get up, babe. We still have to go to work," he said, getting out of bed. I forced myself out of the bed and saw a pile of clothes left by my now ex-wife. I headed to the shower, ready to start the rest of my life with my new boyfriend.

Arguments Lead to Confessions Pt. 4

 

My wife made me stand up, removing my towel and exposing my naked body. I instinctively covered my breasts and vagina. "Honey, you're a woman now. You shouldn't be embarrassed by people looking at your body. You're beautiful!" my wife said, encouraging me to remove my hands from my body. 

I complied, and my wife held out a pair of panties. She told me to put them on and I did as I was told. It felt comfortable as the panties rubbed against my soft skin. She then handed me a long black dress. I struggled to find a way to put it on, but my wife was able to help me put it on. 

After I was finished getting dressed, she walked me to a nearby mirror. I was beautiful! For some reason, it felt right that I looked like this. Like I was meant to be a woman. "You're absolutely gorgeous, darling. You're gonna make your man very happy," she said, hugging my backside. As she talked about him, I closed my eyes and began to imagine what our life would be. 

I'm in a bed, I look down and see a ring on my finger. He walks in and kisses me. We are then interrupted by the sounds of crying. It's a baby. Our baby. My imaginary life is then suddenly interrupted by my wife. "We're almost done, honey. Just one more thing we need to do," she said, snapping me back to reality. 

She sat me down on her bed and brought out a makeup kit. Minutes later, she finished applying my makeup, further accentuating my beauty. 

She then grabbed my hand and we walked out of the house. We walked to the car, I sat in the passenger's seat and her the driver's seat. We then left the driveway, practically saying goodbye to my old life. 

I wasn't sure where we were going, but I trusted my wife. We finally arrived, and my heart sank as I recognized the building. It was my best friend, the love of my life's, house. "I can't do this," I said, putting my head down. "Don't be silly. He's gonna love you," she said. She quickly reassured me by kissing my cheek. After a moment, I gathered enough courage and walked out of the car. My wife then followed and we arrived at his door. She knocked and we waited for an answer. 

"He's probably not even here," I said, before turning slightly. Before I could walk, I saw him. I got butterflies in my stomach as I locked eyes with the love of my life. "Do I know you?" he asked in his deep voice that almost made me cum instantly. 

"Frank, it's me. It's Jack."

Arguements Lead To Confessions Pt. 3

 I woke my wife that morning. She gasped as she took in my nude, still female form. I told her about how I accidentally took an X-Change Plus Pill before we had sex. I omitted the part where I'm possibly pregnant due to her cumming inside me. 

"Honey, you know I'm straight. But I still love you and I'm willing to try something with you," she said as she got out of bed. I leaned in and we kissed. Instead of the usual sparks I felt whenever we kissed, I felt...nothing. I decided to ignore it as she took my hand and we walked to the living room. 

She threw me down onto the couch and did something I never expected from a straight woman. She furiously rubbed my pussy while she ate out my ass. I knew she experimented in college, but this was something different. Just like yesterday, my lingering thoughts went back to man I was in love with. Would he do the same thing? Would he be rough or gentle? That's when I realised something. I was a woman. A straight woman. Moments later, I screamed his name as I came. My wife definitely noticed this time as she stopped and stood up. 

"You really love him, don't you?" she asked. My face flushed with embarrassment as I nodded. She kissed my forehead and said, "Well, who am I to stand in the way of true love?" I was relieved. She originally hated X-Change, but now that she's used it and her husband is permanently a woman because of it, she's seemingly changed her mind. "Now take a shower, little lady. You reek of sex," she said, smiling as she pointed me to her bathroom. 

As I showered, removing the stench of sex from my form, my curiosity got the best of me. Now that I was permanently a woman, I guessed that I had to become more familiar with what I had. My hand moved down to my new pussy and started slowly rubbing it. The intimate touch of a hand was different compared to a tongue or a cock. The feeling was absolutely incredible. It became so intense that I ended up dropping to my knees. I was sure that my wife heard it because the next thing I knew she was in the bathroom as well.  

She smiled as she saw me. "You gonna be done soon? Or are you just gonna keep racking up my water bill?" she joked. I stood up and cleaned myself before turning off the shower head. 

I walked into the bedroom wearing only a towel. My wife then found me and grabbed my arm. She sat me down on the bed and started digging through her closet. "We're not done yet, little lady. I have so much planned for today," she said, finding a dress. 

This was gonna be fun.

Argument Lead To Confessions Pt. 2

 For the rest of the week, my wife and I didn't talk about my little confession. I pretended to not notice my best friend at work, and I didn't hang out with him after work. 

On Friday evening, I arrived at home and walked to the bedroom. To my surprise I saw a man laying on my bed. He was tall, muscular, and handsome. with a beard that rivaled mine. "Who are you?" I asked him. He didn't respond but he smiled. I analyzed him and recognized that certain smile. That's when I realized that this man was my wife. 

He told me that he still hated XChange, but took a blue since he loved me. I smiled as I walked over to a small drawer. I grabbed a pink pill, without knowing what it was, and swallowed it dry. My transformation was complete and I was a woman again.

I ripped my work clothes off and crawled onto the bed and to my husband. He made the first move and kissed me. It was electric at first but something was off. He removed his pants exposing his long, thick cock. I took the initiave and attached it to my pussy. 

It was apparent that he didn't know how to use his new member, so I ended up doing most of the work. The sex was passionate, but wild. I loved it but I couldn't help but wonder if it was my best friend instead of my husband. He would take care of me, making me feel safe, protected, loved. I accidentally screamed his name, I had to pray that my husband didn't hear that. We made love for hours until my husband finally came inside my unprotected pussy, causing me to have the strongest orgasm of my life. 

We fell asleep in each other's arms as we bathed in the afterglow. The morning sun's light shone on my face as it forced me to wake up. My wife had turned back into her normal self, but I felt that something was off. As I raised an arm to block the sun's light, I noticed that my arm was slender. I ran to the bathroom and examined myself in the mirror. I was still a woman!

I ran out of the bathroom to the drawer where I grabbed the pill from. I almost started crying as I read the name on the box. 

It was a Plus. What was I going to tell my wife?

Arguments Lead To Confessions Pt. 1

 My wife and I were going through a rough time. We were constantly fighting and arguing, and I just couldn't take it anymore. I spent more time with my friends from work than with her. I even took a month-long vacation just to get away from her. I still loved her, but I couldn't take her yelling anymore. 

One night, we were having one of these arguments, and I accidentally spilled my secrets to her. "I've been taking X-Change pills behind your back," I admitted. I knew that she hated the idea of X-Change, and even joined a protest to get it banned. I felt bad at first after admitting that, but then I felt free, as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. 

She walked closer, her arm raised in an attempt to hit me, but I managed to stop it, bringing her arm back to her side. "Remember when I took that month-long vacation, and I went to the mountains?" I asked my wife, a small tear forming in her eye. She nodded. "I didn't go to the mountains. I took an Xtra-Strength and stayed at my best friend's house." 

I did. At first I took it just to spite her and be free, but something changed. About a week into my month as a woman, I began to have...urges. I kneeled in front of my best friend and asked if I could suck his cock. Thankfully, he obliged and pulled out his member. I instantly put it in my mouth and began sucking away. It felt so nice and warm, and when he came I had the strongest orgasm of my life. 

My wife sat on the couch, her hands covering her face. "Did you have sex with him?" she tried to say, but her whispers were muffled by her hands. "What?" I asked, kneeling down to meet her. She repeated her question, and I shook my hands. It was the truth. For the entire month, I only gave him blowjobs. The rest of my body was virgin and we never spoke about the month after I changed back. 

Tears were in both of our eyes at this point. Suddenly, I had a realization. I was in love with my best friend. Not as a man though, but as a woman. He was straight and I thought I was too, but I guess I wasn't. I told my wife this and I began to cry in her arms. 

I slept on the couch that night.