Making His Dream Girl Pt. 2 Choice A

Hi all! This is an alternate choice from the "Dream Girl" series I did over a year ago. This was inspired by a comment from a user on OpenTGC. I'm not sure if I will make sequel captions to these, but if you want to see that, feel free to say so in the comments. Anyway, I hope you enjoy and happy reading!

...a slutty blonde! Everything about him...her... was perfect. Her light hair, her fair skin, her perfect complexion, her large breasts, as well as her long legs. She was the definition of a goddess, someone you would happily give your life for just one minute with them. 

"You are in so much trouble!" My former father screamed until he went blank. Along with physical changes, the machine also had mental changes, so my dream girl wouldn't be begging me to change her back.

She suddenly jumped with life. My father's mind was gone and Kelly was born.

"Like, hi cutie," she said. Her voice was high and bubbly, but at the same time sultry and smooth. Her smile was infectious, and I began to feel a stirring in my crotch. She giggled as she crept over to my bed and our lips met. I was surprised at first, but I eventually melted into the kiss. It was more passionate than I expected, our tongues now beginning to dance in each others mouths. 

While were locked in our kiss, I felt Kelly's hands move from my crotch to the top of my pants and unzipping. She pulled down my pants and underwear, giggling as my erect cock lightly slapped her face. 

Her warm hand felt amazing against my massively erect member. She gave me a sexy smirk before placing my cock in her mouth. I had never had an experience like this. 

She stared at me the entire time, never breaking away even for a split second. She sucked like a true slut, using all of her favorite cock sucking techniques. I placed my hand on the back of her head, encouraging the buxom blonde to go further. 

I felt like a man possessed as I forcefully removed her head from my cock and tore off my clothes. She maneuvered and went on all fours in front of me, she knew exactly what I was doing. She seductively shook her ass, I quickly took the initiative and inserted my cock into her pussy. 

Her warm and wet pussy fit my cock like a glove. Our collective moans crescendoed into screams of pleasure and satisfaction. After about an hour, I finally felt that I was about to burst. "I'm cumming" we yelled in unison as I came inside her unprotected womb. 

After cleaning ourselves and putting my clothes back on, we proceeded to make out, until I heard something fall. I looked over to see my machine broken, shattered into millions of little pieces like glass. At first I was devastated, but then I felt happy, like a weight came off of my shoulders. I loved this beautiful woman to death, and she loved me.

My father was basically dead for all I cared, Kelly was all that mattered to me.

We fell asleep in each other's arms, smiling as we dreamed of our new life together.

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.