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GRANDMOTHER'S REMEDY or Remedy.txt by Waldo Chapter 1 - Humpty Dumpty on the wall Chapter 2 - Mother's advice. Chapter 3 - Obtaining the other ingredients Chapter 4 - The remedy Chapter 5 - David's story Chapter 6 - Donna's story Chapter 7 - Bernice's story Chapter 8 - Aunt Cecilia's story Grandmother's Remedy Chapter 1 - Humpty Dumpty on the wall The big travel van pulled up in front of the house and blew the horn as the driver kept the engine running. Within a couple of seconds, the front door of the house opened and a woman dressed in a Giant Food Market's community league softball uniform acknowledged the van's horn-blowing notification with a friendly wave. The attractive, young woman waving, was about five feet four inches tall, appeared to be very good shape under the loose fitting uniform, had her dark short hair tucked under a baseball cap, and was wearing her baseball shoes with the cleats. She was carrying a softball glove and a softball jacket, also emblazoned with the Giant logo; which carried her keys and billfold in an inner pocket. A tall, well-built young handsome man followed her out of the house and walked to the van, carrying a bag of baseball bats. He was about six feet two inches, one hundred and ninety pounds, and had the general athletic build expected of a former high school quarterback that hasn't played football in five years. He opened the door to the van for the woman and yelled "Hi, Jeri. Understand that you plan on kicking Rockheel Shoe's team ass tonight." "Yeah David, they beat us in the semi-finals last year and we have been looking forward all of our spring softball season to stomping them tonight. Your wife is going to be our secret weapon and we expect her to set a new league record for stolen bases tonight. Donna and I've been practicing our stolen base slides for the last couple of weeks." responded the van driver. Donna pulled off her cap, and tilted her head back so he could kiss her. David leaned forward and lightly touched her lips with his lips with a "good luck" kiss. As Donna turned, stretched her leg to climb into the high van, David patted her on the butt. She climbed into the passenger seat, winked at David and reported "We are going to stop off for pizza and beer after the game. Don't wait up on me." David said nothing and shut the van door as he blew his wife a good luck type of silent kiss. Jeri put the van into gear and drove the van down the street. About two blocks away from the house, Jeri turned right and pulled up beside a waiting white Toyota car. Donna opened her door and stepped out of the van. As she shut the door, she suggested to Jeri "Don't forget to write down what happened at the game and to put the results in my mailbox. I'll need to know, in case David questions me later." Jeri smiled at her and stated "Going to miss you tonight. We won't stand a chance without you, but this is much more important than a ball game. Good luck." Donna opened the passenger side door of the Toyota and climbed in. As she shut the door, she looked at the driver and started laughing. The driver snapped "You don't like this wig? Or is there something else about me that you think is funny?" "Bernice, I love that wig and think you ought to wear it more often. Or you could dye your hair that mousy color." teased Donna. "This mousy color is almost your color, so don't give me any shit over it. David knows that your best friend has red hair and a white car. With me wearing this dark wig and sunglasses, he will never recognize me or know that we are following him around town tonight. Reach behind your seat and get that black sweatshirt. You need to hide your bright softball uniform top." Donna pulled the sweatshirt from behind her and put it on. Then Bernice handed her a blonde wig and sunglasses to complete her disguise. Donna removed her cap, placed the curly blonde wig on her head and fluffed the hair before putting on the sunglasses. When she was finished putting on her disguise, Bernice started up the Toyota and made a U turn back up the street toward Donna's house. About three quarters of a block away, Bernice pulled over in front of a house and killed the motor. They didn't have to wait long. Within a couple of minutes, David came out of the house, wearing a topcoat. He got into his car, and backed out into the street. Bernice started her engine. As David pulled out, Bernice followed him, keeping far enough back so that David wouldn't recognize them. As David's car pulled onto the freeway, Bernice let a couple of cars get between them and she followed him on the freeway until he pulled off at a downtown exit ramp. Following him through city traffic was bad, and she almost lost him once because of the traffic between them stopping for changing lights, but David was also stopped at a light two blocks away. They quickly caught back up, while maintaining a discrete separation between the two cars. They watched him pull into a parking lot and Bernice found a vacant street parking spot where they could watch David. Donna slumped down in the seat so she couldn't be seen and used a pair of binoculars to watch David get out the car and remove his topcoat. "Son-of-a-bitch. He changed clothes as soon as I left the house. He had on jeans and a pull-over shirt when I was home. Now, he is wearing dress slacks and one of those brightly colored silk shirts that he has been buying lately." Through the binoculars, Donna watched him as he casually looked around the street before walking across the street and into a doorway entrance. Donna aimed the binoculars higher and looked at the name above the door that read "Wild Thing Lounge" above the door. Under her breath, she whispered to Bernice although no one was close enough to hear her normal voice "My husband just went into a gay bar." Bernice groaned "I'm sorry. I know that we both secretly suspected this and tried to come up with other things that he could be doing. And now we know why he has been acting funny for the last year." A small tear flowed down Donna's cheek as she cried "Three years of acting weird. We had one good year of marriage and then he started acting funny and doing strange things. Some of the stuff that he was telling me didn't add up, and I thought at first, that he was having an affair with another woman. Or hoped that he was having an affair with a woman, because I knew that I could compete with another woman. Then I found his little hidden clothes storage area in the garage. The clothes were his size, but were too flaming bright, feminine, and gay-looking. There was a small purse, with a tube of bright red lipstick and several condoms also. For weeks, I walked around the house feeling miserable about what I had discovered, knowing that the facts just added up to one thing. I worried myself sick and then decided that I had to know what was going on with David. So I came up with this plan to follow him when he thought that I would be gone all evening. When I had my schedule set up last week, I started talking to David about how I would be gone for several hours to this big softball game. When I asked him to attend, he came up with some excuse which I expected." "Do you want me to sneak in there and see if I can see what he is doing?" asked Bernice. "No, I don't think many women go in there and you would stand out. There might be a lot of men wearing wigs that help them look like women in there. David would recognize you and wonder why you were in a gay bar wearing a wig. I would have to face him. I'm not ready to discuss this with him yet. Give me a cigarette." she gasped in a voice that sounded as if she was holding back tears. As Bernice handed Donna a cigarette, Bernice mumbled softly "Maybe you've seen enough and we should go home now." As Donna lit her cigarette, she looked at Bernice in the dim glow from her burning cigarette. She had a pouting mouth with a small, upturned nose, huge dark eyes and a creamy pale and lightly freckled skin. Her Irish blood showed clearly. Bernice was tall for a woman, just a little under six feet tall. Donna had always desired to be tall and statuesque like Bernice instead of being short and petite. Although Bernice was always complaining about the small size of her breasts, Donna thought Bernice's breasts were perfect; even if they were only an B-cup. Donna liked the way that they were shaped like classic champagne glasses with large, pronounced nipples. Donna also thought that Bernice has such nice long, shapely legs and a round, sexy ass; even though she knew that she should not be thinking about Bernice like that. She slowly exhaled a warm smoke cloud out the opened window and listened to her voice crack as she replied "He might be doing some research for his book. If he carries his research too far, I'll kill him." After an hour of watching gay men enter and leave the club, they saw David and two men walk out. David was between them and one of the men had his arm around David's waist as they walked over to one of the men's white Bronco. The man with his arm around David's waist held the door open as David slid into the middle of the front seat. After a couple of minutes sitting there in the dark car, the driver started the engine and pulled out of the lot onto the street. Bernice looked over at Donna who was biting her lips as she directed "Yes, please follow them." Bernice started her car, turned on her headlights and waited until the Bronco turned the corner about three blocks away. Then she sped up and turned onto the same side street. The Bronco was about two blocks away and getting into a lane to get on the freeway. Bernice narrowed the distance between them and was able to be only five cars back when the Bronco got on the freeway. She followed them at a distance, keeping several cars between them and slowed down when the Bronco pulled off the freeway. There were no cars between them when the Bronco was stopped by a red- light. So Bernice stayed in the same lane and back a little, hoping that the headlights helped disguise them. Donna reported "One of them has his arm around David." Bernice admonished "Those are small seats and big men. It is probably more comfortable to sit like that." Donna looked at her friend and softly smiled as she replied "Thanks, but we both know what is going on. David just let himself be picked up by two men in a gay bar who are taking him somewhere that they can have sex in private." When the light changed, Donna pulled into a 7-11 parking lot and let the Bronco go on because there were no other cars on this stretch of road. When the Bronco was about six blocks away, she pulled out again and watched the Bronco turn into a residential street. She also turned into the street and saw the Bronco about a block away, pulling into a driveway. She continued on down the street past the house, looking straight ahead as Donna watched the Bronco pull into a garage and the garage door shut. Bernice turned a corner and pulled over. "Have you seen enough?" she asked. "No, I've got to see what is going on inside that house." "Damn it, Donna. You know what is going to happen. Why do you've to hurt yourself more? You know that I don't have anything against them, but he just proved that he is gay. He is there for one and only one reason. To have sex with those two men. Why don't we get out of here, go get your things, and you can stay with me until your lawyer has worked out the legal issues." suggested Bernice. "There appears to be an alley running behind the houses. Come with me while I look into the windows." asked Donna as she opened the door and stepped out of the car. Bernice jumped out of the car and caught up with her rapidly walking friend as she quietly declared "Real people don't get away with doing this. This only works on television. We can go to jail if we are caught. They might even shoot us. What if there are dogs?" "Wait for me in the car. I've got to go." commanded Donna as she found the alley entrance. "Shit. Now I know how Ethel Mertz felt whenever Lucy got one of her harebrained schemes. Wait for me Lucy!" joked Bernice as she caught up with Donna. They found the back of the house and there was an eight foot high brick wall. The gate was locked and there was no peepholes. Donna whispered "Boost me up so I can see over the fence." Bernice rolled her eyes skyward, then put her back to the wall, braced herself and announced "Take off those baseball cleats and that blond wig. It's light color will be too easily seen in the dark." Donna pulled the wig off, untied her sports shoes, stepped out of her shoes and put her sock-covered foot into her friend's hand. Then using her friend as a ladder, she climbed up the wall, until she was standing on Bernice's shoulders and holding onto the top of the wall. She was barely able to see over the top but she was able to see through the glass patio doors into the den. She watched for a minute and then felt Bernice squirm as she proclaimed "I can't hold you for long." Donna eased back down the wall and sat down on the ground against the fence. She asked "Did you bring your cigarettes?" Bernice handed her one and lit one for herself; as she pulled her dark wig off. A rich mass of long reddish hair spilled over her shoulders and chest. They sat there, in the dark, backs against the fence, smoking for several minutes as they stared at the wall of the fence across the alley. Finally Donna reported "David was giving one of them a blow job. I saw him take the man's huge cock into his mouth. I can't even get him to take his vitamins at home because he can't swallow pills. And here he is, taking a big cock down his throat. I need to look again." Bernice stood and braced herself again. Donna climbed back up the wall, watched for about a minute and came down. She put on her baseball shoes and declared "I've seen enough. I need to get out of here. Let's go home." They walked back to the car, Bernice started it and drove past the house. Donna didn't look at it, but kept staring straight ahead as she bit on her lips. She dropped her head and started shaking her head, causing a curtain of dark hair to cover her eyes and face. She threw her head back against the seat back as she reached up and pushed most of the mass of hair back from her face although several stray strands still clung to her mouth. As they pulled onto the freeway ramp, she started crying. Bernice pulled over and held her friend as she cried. When she could cry no more, she gasped "All three of them were naked; except for David, who was wearing bright red lipstick, nylons, a garter belt, and a black bra. He was sucking the other man's cock while the first man was butt fucking him." "Shit. Well, let's go to your house and get your clothes. I'll take you to see my lawyer in the morning." "I don't want a divorce. I'll do whatever I've got to do, to stay married to him. If that includes letting him have a male lover, I'll have to learn to accept that. I love him and never want him to leave me. He is kind to me. Our sex life has dropped off the last three years, but when we do have sex, he is a good lover. I just can't give him what he really wants for sex." she blurted between gasps of sobbing. Bernice lit another cigarette and muttered "It's all my fault. I was the one that introduced David to you. I was living with Wayne in college and David was his best friend. I thought that David was the most attractive man that I had ever seen and I wanted him. He was the complete image of male sex appeal. Wide broad shoulders, sharp chiseled chin, beautiful brown eyes, cute butt. What more could you want in a man? I wanted to have an affair with David but didn't want to break up with Wayne. I couldn't have an affair with him at that time, so I introduced him to you, my best friend, little realizing that you would fall in love with him and marry him. Three weeks before David proposed to you, Wayne and I broke up. The week that he proposed to you, I was seriously thinking about seeing if I could take David from you, but I didn't want to hurt you. I just wanted to let you know that I also found him very attractive, sexy and didn't observe this behavior or expect this personal sexual development with him. So don't blame yourself for not seeing it coming back then." "Thanks, but you don't understand why I'm crying. I don't blame you for introducing us. Nor him for what he is doing now. It is something within him that he desires and can no longer resist, that I can't fight or offer him. If it was another woman, I could compete with her. But how can I compete with a nine-inch cock down his throat?" "Nine-inch cock?? Wonder if he is bi and would like to meet an attractive redhead with slightly sagging boobs, who also wears black bras?" joked Bernice. Donna laughed as tears flowed down her mascara covered face. "We have a good marriage except for the sex. At first, it was nightly. Then it became every other night. Now it is had changed to an every two or three weeks schedule. I thought that it was a normal marriage problem caused by being around each other too long. I never thought our sexual problems was because he no longer thought I was attractive or wasn't feminine enough. I can't help it if I like to play rough and tumble sports, feel more comfortable in jeans instead of a dress, and don't like to mess with long hair." Bernice looked at her friend and sighed "You were born a tomboy and you never grew up. You grew out and I wish that I had a body like yours. Your body is perfect, even if you're very petite. How many other women have a 36-22-34 centerfold body on a five foot four ninty-seven pound frame? With your tiny frame and minuscule waist, your breasts appear to be much larger. And you've a beautiful face that could grace any magazine cover. Everything about you is sexy. Shapely slender legs, a round, firm ass, firm breasts, a small pert nose, full sensuous lips, sexy creamy smooth skin. And beautiful silky hair. You don't need to wear any more make-up than lipstick and a little eye touch- up with your natural good looks. If you were to let your hair grow long again, change the color to blonde and put a little style into it, you would be one of the most beautiful women around here. But that sort of a woman wouldn't be you. You're more comfortable wearing basketball shoes or baseball cleats than high heels. You're twenty-four years old and have never pierced your ears. I didn't realize it them, but now it all makes sense. When David married you, he knew that you were more of a man than he was. He married you because you're you and not one of those slinky wives. If you were to change the way that you look and dress, he might not like it as much as he likes the way you're now." Donna stopped crying and looked at her best friend's face under that cheap wig. Then she softly replied "You're right. I do have a lot of male traits and habits. And I never could figure out what David saw in me. Now I realize that he saw me as being the answer to his dreams. A woman's body, but a man's attitude and thinking. While he had a man's body, but was always so soft and sensitive like a woman. He liked to cook and clean house while I hated being typecast from birth as the homemaker. I preferred pushing the lawnmower and getting all sweaty; rather than to iron the clothes. He picked out the living room furniture and the wallpaper. I selected the big screen television so I could watch my sports programs. I like to sit around and drink beer while watching football games, while David likes to drink wine and listen to romantic music. I know every football players vital stats and David can't even match the team name with the city. The Home and Garden magazine subscription is his, even though he put my name on it because he didn't want the postman to get curious. Our marriage is different from most people's marriage. We were opposites in more ways than one and I thought that we were a perfect match with our different likes and dislikes." "What are you going to do?" Bernice asked. "Take me home. I'll pretend that I went to the game and will think about what I need to do." ****** Donna was lying in bed by herself facing the wall, waiting in the dark. Her face felt puffy from where she had been crying since she came home. She heard the car pull up into the garage and the car door softly shut. She heard David enter the house. He undressed in the hallway bathroom and softly opened the door to their bedroom. As he tip-toed in, she admitted in her most casual, relaxed voice "We lost. Seven to six. I just got home a couple of minutes ago myself. Thought that you were going to do some typing tonight?" He slid in bed under the sheet, curled up around her and put his arm around her waist, allowing his hand to cup her upper breast as he said "Sorry about that. I was working on my book, when they called from the office, with some equipment failure. So I spent the last several hours checking cables and trying to find out what was wrong." "Good night." she declared as she changed position slightly to curl against his body pressing against her back. After several minutes, she heard the soft breathing that she knew meant he had fallen asleep. She could smell the strong cigar odor from those horrible cigars that he liked to smoke. She thought about how that cigar odor masked other odors and she wondered if that was why he had smoked one tonight just before coming home. He knew that she didn't like for him to smoke just before coming to bed. Chapter 2 - Mother's advice. The next three days were pure hell for Donna. She pretended that everything was normal and would lie in bed unable to sleep beside him at night, with his large hand cupping her breast. There was no more sex between them than that, which she was grateful for. That Saturday morning, she put on a set of sweats, a baseball cap, and some running shoes and left a note for David saying she had gone to visit her mother. When she got on the freeway, she drove the one hundred and thirty miles north to her mother's house. Within ten minutes of walking into her mother's front door, she was sitting on the couch in her mother's arms, crying her broken heart out to her mother. It took almost ten minutes of sobbing and dabbing wet eyes to blurt the whole story out. Her momma held her for awhile and let her cry her frustration out. For the rest of the day, they sat and talked about David, about Donna, about David and Donna, and about their lives. Donna told her mother stuff that she had never told anyone else, not even Bernice. By the end of the afternoon, her mother had a very clear picture of David's and Donna's relationship. While Donna was in the bathroom, her Mother called someone and talked quietly to the person, so that Donna wouldn't hear her. When she was finished with her call, she sat down on the couch and waited for Donna to come back. Donna's face was puffy from where she had been crying. Her hair was a mess, but that was normal for Donna when she was just hanging around the house. As Donna sat back down on the couch, her mother queried "Donna, do you remember your great Aunt Cecilia?" "Barely. She used to live out in the woods by the old barn. I thought that she had died years ago." "No, she is still alive. I just called her, explained your problem to her, and she said that she may have a solution. You should go by and see her." "I can't see anybody today. I look like a mess and feel like a fool." "Donna, you told me several times tonight that you would do anything to keep David. I took you at your word and made a call to Aunt Cecilia. I think that you need to go by and listen to her." ****** She didn't know why she was doing this. But she had learned a long time ago, that she couldn't win an argument with her mother. As she pulled off onto the old road leading back into the woods, she thought about the few times that she had seen this old woman, who was a mystery, even in her own family. No one knew how old she really was, and she had been living here for as long as anyone could remember. She stopped in front of the old house, looked in the mirror at her puffy eyes and ran her fingers through her hair, trying to make the unkempt hair look more planned. She walked up on the porch and before she could knock on the door, the old woman called out "Come in, my dear. I've been waiting on you." Donna walked into the old house, hearing the floors creak under her steps. She entered the living room and saw her great Aunt sitting in a comfortable chair, with a shawl around her shoulders. She walked over to the old woman and kissed her lightly on the cheek as the old woman declared "It is so good to see you, my dear. I know that you've got a problem and let's not waste time with useless chit-chat. You can come back some day when you've got more time and we can chat then. Why don't you sit down and tell me about your problem." Donna spent the next half hour telling the old woman about her problem with David. A couple of times, Donna thought that the old woman had drifted asleep, but Aunt Cecilia would ask a question that clearly indicated that she had heard every word and understood exactly what was going on. Then Cecilia exclaimed in her quaking voice "The problem definition is simple. Your man is not satisfied with being a man anymore. He most likely thinks that he is a woman trapped in a man's body. To adapt to his forced masculine lifestyle, he has adopted a private female personality for when he is alone or with people that wouldn't be shocked. He also likes to wear as much of the female dress that he can, with his obvious male body, whenever he can. From what you observed over the fence, he also likes to be subordinate to men. In other words, he likes to be a slut when participating in sex. In your marriage and daily relationship, he does the tasks that the woman normally does, while you take on the male tasks. It was only natural for him to start desiring more of his feminine personality to take over and to express his feminine personality in his sex life. Had he ever tried to have sex with you, while he wore lingerie?" "Yes, he came to bed one night with false eyelashes, some blush and lipstick. I laughed at him and he never did it again. He explained that it was only a joke, to see if he could amuse me." replied Donna, remembering that not so distant night. "Just as the problem was easy to define, so the solution. Only you must make a very important choice that will impact the rest of your life and your spouse's life. Your mother proclaimed that you were willing to do anything to save this relationship. Will you give up your life as the wife of David as you know it now, to save your marriage?" asked Aunt Cecilia. "How can that be possible." asked Donna. "Yes or no. Everything will become clear later." "Yes." she replied. "Listen closely to me, my dear. I'm one of the last old ones. Some people call us witches, but we prefer to be known simply as the old ones. We have seen many things. And we know how to bend some of the natural laws that everyone else has to live around. That is why we are the old ones. You wouldn't believe me if I told you how old I really am, but someday, your great grandchildren will cringe at the sight of their great Aunt also. But I digress. On the table beside you're two vials. One cork top has an X carved into it, while the other does not. If you mix the contents of the vials with the correct additives, it creates a powerful potion. One that will allow you to change bodies with your mate. You will become him and he will become you. You will no longer be the wife because you will become the husband and he will become the wife. You will be David and he will become Donna. As your wife, he will be happy with his new female role and will make you happy. He will be able to make love to a man, which will now be you." She paused and looked at Donna, as she continued "Think about it. Your man loves you and will anything for you. However your man secretly wants to be a woman. In your relationship, he has accepted and sought out the tasks and responsibilities that a woman typically has, while at the same time bypassing those tasks that men like to do. And you allowed him to do that, because you liked to do what he didn't want to do. When he goes out looking for sex, he goes to places where he will be accepted in the feminine sense. He allows men to take him and use his body for pleasure however they choose. Your husband may not realize it now, but he should have been born a woman. In time, he will seek more of the female role, doing whatever is necessary to obtain the momentary satisfaction." Donna started crying as she realized that her Aunt was probably correct. as she held her crumbled handkerchief to her eyes, the old woman continued "And you also have never fully accepted the traditional roles that society places upon men and women. You abhor doing the tasks that most women accept as natural as their monthly periods. You prefer doing things with your hands and participating in sports. You would jump at the chance to be the football player and turn down being the cheer leader. While you may not have realized it yet, you're almost as much out of synchronization with the typical female stereotype as your husband is. You would probably have been happier also, if you had been born a man, instead of a woman. Those vials will permit you to swap bodies with your husband. He will take your body and become the woman that you would never be; while you become the male that is more suited with your personal desires." "David will never agree to this. I know him too well." uttered Donna. "What makes you think that he will get a choice? If you follow my instructions to the letter, he will be a little angry the first couple of hours, but he will quickly get over it and learn to like it. You see, you've got to establish control and dominance over him; which is something else that he desires. Once he accepts your dominance, he will not resist any more. Within a couple of weeks or a month, he will be so happy with his new life, that he wouldn't go back to his former life if the opportunity presented itself." "How do I establish dominance over him?" asked Donna. "Have sex with him. Not normal loving sex, but rough sex at first. If he declines, then rape him. He may resist a little, but once the female hormones kick in, he will enjoy it. And you only have to do it once. It will be easy. You will be in his strong male body and he will be in your much weaker female body. Just remember that you will have balls then and a well directed knee can ruin many a plan." They talked until it was almost sundown. Then the old woman announced that she had to go to bed. Donna left with the vials, directions on how to make the potion, and a clear understanding of what would occur if she was to use the potion on her and David. ****** She spent the night at her mother's house. Her mother told her about her Aunt and how she had always lived there in the old house, never aging, never dying. Her mother told her about her grandmother telling her about how no one knew how old Aunt Cecilia was. She had always been around and had frequently offered some sort of magical assistance to family members. Donna told her about the vials and what was supposed to occur. Her mother was deadly serious when she expressed belief in the potions. Donna's mother told her about some of the things that Aunt Cecilia had done for other family members with her magic powers. She also told Donna that she felt that this was something that Donna should do. She told her that after the exchange, that she would still love her and accept her as her child, only now Donna would be a son instead of a daughter. She reminded Donna of her childhood and how she had always played with boy toys and hated her dolls. How she hated putting on her Sunday go-to-church dress and taking off her jeans. How Donna cried when she started developing breasts because she would have to wear one of those "stupid" bras. By the time that they turned in that night, Donna had almost made up her mind to give it a try. When she woke the next morning, in her childhood bedroom, she felt very calm because during the middle of the night, she had decided to use the potion in the vials on her and David. Chapter 3 - Obtaining the other ingredients She drove home thinking about what she was going to have to do, to obtain one of the ingredients. Aunt Cecilia's instructions had been very clear. 1. The vial with the X on the top, must have David's cum mixed with it and must sit for at least six hours. 2. The un-X vial must have her cum mixed with it and also sit for six hours. 3. Then they must drink the contents of each other's vial within ten hours of when it was ready. It could be mixed with grape flavored wine without being noticed. 4. They must have sex as a prerequisite for the body exchange to occur and after the sex, they would both fall into a deep sleep, when the body exchange would really occur. 5. The new male must establish the dominate relationship over the new female to complete the mental bonding. Somehow, she was going to have to capture some of David's cum to mix into the vial. And she had to be careful. It couldn't be contaminated with any of her body fluids, so she couldn't use a vagina or oral sample. And David wasn't going to beat off into a test tube for her. When she pulled into the driveway just before lunchtime, she saw David's car parked in the garage. He was here. If she could get the sample now, it would have time to mix and then they could have sex. But even on their honeymoon, David wasn't interested in having sex multiple times in one day. Getting David to have sex twice today would require some work on her part. She entered the house and found David sitting on the couch reading a book. It was one of those paperback romance novels with a front cover showing a virile, half naked barbarian man holding a wisp of a woman that he was so fond of. The house smelled from where he had been smoking one of those damn cigars again. She yelled "Hi, honey. I'm back. I'm going to take a quick shower and then tell you about my visit with my mother." David mumbled something as he continued reading his book. Donna went into the bedroom, took a quick shower, and put on a loose fitting sweatsuit, that had a zipper buttoning up the jacket. She didn't zip up the front. She sat down beside David and informed him "Mother wants us to come up for supper sometime in the next couple of weeks." "Ok." he replied, still keeping his attention focused on the book. "I found a old fuck movie that I had hidden years ago in my room. One that was given to me in high school and that I used to watch all the time, pretending that I was one of the stars. I watched it after Mother went to bed last night and wished that you had been there on the couch with me." she suggested, in a very soft, seductive whisper. "That's nice." he replied as he continued reading the book. "Watching the movie made me feel funny inside and brought back some fond memories of when we were courting. It made me want you right then. I had to resist masturbating myself on my mother's couch, knowing that she would catch me. I woke up this morning, still feeling very horny and wanting to make love to you. So I left Mother's house right after breakfast, drove down here hoping that you would be home. I imagined that when I walked through the door, that I would grab you and make love to you on the living room floor or where ever you were at the moment." she directed as she pushed the book down. For the first time, he realized what she had been saying as he had concentrated on reading his romance novel. He looked at the gleam in her eyes, the fresh gloss of her lipstick on her lips and her very nice firm breasts that were partially hidden by the open sweat jacket. A faint smile crossed his face as she removed the book from his hands and dropped it on the floor beside the couch. She took his hand and placed it inside her open jacket on her breast. Then she unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his bare chest. He began to play with Donna's nipples, and she responded to his touch by moving closer and whispering in his ear, letting her warm breath caress his skin. "I want you, but I want it my way, David. I want to make love to you. Let me live the fantasy that I've been thinking about all night." Donna turned her body so that her head was nuzzling against his chest. She began kissing down his chest, around his nipples and over his stomach. "Do you like this? " she smiled, between licks of his chest. David stroked her hair as her tongue darted out and licked his navel as he groaned "Yes, and it's been a long time since you've been this horny in the middle of the afternoon." She raised her head and stared him straight in the eyes as she whispered "If you want the best blow job that you've ever had in your life, take your pants off. NOW!" With one quick motion, he unsnapped his belt, popped his trousers and arched his back as he slid his trouser and underwear to the floor. She grinned and proceeded to move further down his body, taking David's semi-erect dick in her hands. "I've been thinking about what I would like to do with this all day. I like nice hard erections." She whispered as she took him into her mouth. He moaned softly and leaned his head back as he arched his body so that she would have full access to him. "Your cock tastes great," Donna groaned, temporarily letting David's cock slide out of her mouth. Her mouth was working over him, licking up and down his shaft. She teased the head and watched as it twitched from her tongue's slightest touch. She looked at him with a smile, then proceeded to take as much of him into her mouth and she could. "Do you like the way that I do this?" Donna gasped, and proceeded to take the full length of David's dick into her mouth and throat. David moaned as he felt his hard cock captured within her warm, wet, hungry and deep mouth. She manipulated his rock-hard dick with her mouth. As she increased the intensity of her sucking, he began to thrust gently into her mouth, urging her on with his moans. She began caressing his balls with her fingertips as she urged his cock deeper and deeper into her warm, wet and hungry mouth. As she sucked his cock in her mouth, she wondered when he would come and how much he would come. She continued working her mouth over him, massaging his balls and stroking a finger gently against his ass, which seemed to really get him going. David began moaning louder and louder, looking down at his dick vanishing into Donna's very unfamiliar but desirable mouth. Then he began to feel it and grabbed her head, not pushing it down, but he had to hold onto something. A few moments later, she began to feel his cock begin to twitch and grow harder and she knew that he was just seconds away from coming. She moved her mouth up to the very tip of his dick and sucked very hard. Just as she felt his come making it's way up his length, she moved her mouth and began jerking him off so that his cum spurted all over her bared chest and boobs. He came quite a bit. When he quit jerking and spewing his cum all over her boobs, she stood up and smiled as she stated "I've got to take another shower. Your book is on the floor." Donna walked into the bathroom and opened the vial with the X on the top. She scooped off big globs of his drying cum off of her chest and dropped it into the vial, watching the power absorb some of the cum's moisture. When the vial was full, she replaced the stopper and removed the vial for her cum. She undressed and sat down on the commode as she spread her legs. The sweet smell of her womanly scent quickly filled the air within the small bathroom. She hadn't smelled that scent in awhile. She shut her eyes and ran her hands down over her breasts, down her stomach and through her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Just this light touch by herself is enough to make her moan with pleasure. After all, she was still turned on from what she had just did with David. She ran one hand back up her body to her nipple that she teases with her fingers. With her other hand, she finds her vulva, places two fingers on either side of her labial and parts her lips. She tweaks and squeezes her clit, teasing it until she can stand no more. She slides two fingers into her vagina, relieving some of the tension that she has built up. She stretches her vagina by putting the two fingers in her and spreading them apart inside herself. Donna is beginning to sweat now, and her nipples are tingling. Her pussy tightens up on her as she strokes her two fingers in and out. Her vaginal walls spasm in and out as her fingers found her hymen. She slipped in two more fingers into her vagina and jumped from the jolt of lightening flowing through her body. She moaned softly as she begins to orgasm. She twists and turns her fingers inside herself. She works her fingers in and out of her now sopping hole between her legs. A soft undulation begins in her stomach as she strokes faster, then it begins. Her female juices flow freely onto her hands. She catches the juice as it flows down, into her vial. When it was full, she caps it and stands very unsteadily on her feet. She climbed into the shower and relaxed as the hot shower flowed around her. ****** David was a little more romantic the rest of the afternoon. She wanted him that way, but wasn't ready for him yet; so she had a difficult time of keeping him aroused, but postponed until the vials were ready. After all, it takes six hours for the mixture to combine and she didn't want him to be ready too soon and then not able or willing to participate when it was time. He was very curious about the movie that she had watched. He kept hinting that he would make a copy to keep at their house for their private use. Chapter 4 - The remedy A naked David is sitting in a bedroom chair, watching Donna's sleeping naked body. They had made love earlier and the bed was a mess. The room smelled of dried cum and would need airing out tomorrow. And the sheets would need changing. In the dim moonlit light, the woman's sleeping face looked so innocent and angelic. The man lit a cigarette and smoked it quietly, while the woman slept. There was so much that they had to say to each other, but it could wait until both of them had finished their sleeping. Slowly the room begins to lighten as the first gray tinges of the sunrise fills the room. He watches as he sees the slight fluttering of her eyelashes as she begins to wake up. She slowly opens her eyes and does not see anything as she focuses on the very familiar room. Then she turns her head and sees the man sitting in the chair. She sits up and stares at him, with a very puzzled look on her face. Then she gasps "Who are you?" The man smiles and says "I'm now David and you're now Donna. We exchanged bodies last night." The woman looks down at her naked body for the first time and sees the breasts hanging from her small chest. She jumps out of bed and stands with her mouth open as she sees herself for the first time. She just stares into the bedroom mirror at her naked body; not saying a word. For several moments, she just stares, then she slowly turns. "What happened. How is this possible?" she asks, in a very quaking voice. "I'll tell you what you need to know, when you're ready. For now, just be satisfied with the simple explanation, that you're now a woman. I wasn't able to turn your former body into a woman's body, so I did the next best thing. I gave you my body and took your body. Because we exchanged bodies, we also have to exchange identities. From now on you're my wife and I'm your husband. You may call me David as I intend to call you Donna." commanded the man. "The fuck I will. I'm David and nothing can change that. How did I get into your fucking body? Tell me." screamed the woman. "Screaming at your husband will get you no where. You need to calm down and prepare us breakfast before you clean our bedroom." directed the man. "Breakfast?? All you're concerned about is your breakfast after you stole my body. Tell me how it was done." screamed the almost hysterical woman. "Very well. You've got a right to know the facts but I was going to delay this discussion until later in the day. I discovered a couple of weeks ago, that you were gay and were having homosexual affairs with men. That you were taking the female role and even wearing female clothes during your affairs. I was very depressed about it and discussed it with someone whose identity I'll keep secret for now. She gave me the secret for exchanging bodies, which I used on us last night. While we slept, we swapped bodies. I woke up first and have been sitting here waiting for you to wake up. I exchanged bodies with you so that you can be the woman that you secretly desire to be." said the man. "So I had an affair with a man. Is that any reason to do this to me? Listen, Donna, you've got to swap us back. NOW. I can't be you." groaned the woman. "But you are. Just as you made the best of being David, you now have to work on being Donna." "Never." replied the woman as she grabbed David's shirt from last night that was lying on the floor. As she started to walk by the man, he stepped in front of her blocking the door. The woman's face grimaced as she gasped "Are you going to hold me prisoner until I give in?" "No, just until the sun goes down. Then you will feel more comfortable with your new body." "Fuck off, sister. Or brother, as the case may be now." yelled the woman as she swung at the man. He didn't dodge the fist but just let it bounce off of his chest. The woman hit him again. And again, before the man grabbed her hands, held her and easily carried her back to the bed. "What are you going to do now, rape me?" asked the pissed off woman as he dropped her on the bed and started climbing on top of her. Her eyes dropped from his face to see an erected cock hanging from his body. "Yes." said the man, as he used his body weight to hold her under him. ***** She tried to push me away but I grabbed her much smaller hands in my new large male hands. Although my former woman's body has a better muscle to weight ratio because of my previous overall good physical conditioning, those muscles are no match for my new larger male muscles. As soon as she realized that she was no match for me in her former body, she throws a knee toward my balls. I was expecting it and managed to deflect most of the knee so it didn't hurt as it was intended to. Although I was very interested in exploring and learning what it was like to have a cock, and to have sex as a man; I knew that I must concentrate upon dominating her and forcing her to become a woman. I had never had sex with another woman before but it was something that didn't turn me off. The though of having sex with my former body had been very appealing. Prior to her waking up in that body for the first time, I had worked out a general plan of how to accomplish this first task in establishing a new relationship between us. I lay flat on top of her, holding her under me. She tries to move me off of her body but I tightens my holds until she stops resisting. I bring my face closer to hers as I kiss her while passionately trying to slip my tongue inside her resisting mouth. My hard and engorged cock is throbbing against her body wanting to sink itself into her, but she is still resisting me. I starts to thrust the lower part of my body against her body. She thrashes about on the bed, struggling furiously to escape, but was unable to do anything against her former body's weight and natural male strength. I knew as she struggled madly, that she was fighting both to break free and to fight down the waves of unfamiliar lust crashing over her body. Smiling at her futile struggle, I whispered "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" She shook her head although I could tell that she felt another surge of unfamiliar but wonderful sexual heat flow through her body. I knew that she was determined to resist anything until she had time to think about what had occurred and what needed to be done. "No..." she gasped not realizing that she was no longer struggling. I slowly dragged one of my long fingers down her trembling leg and onto her exposed pussy. Involuntarily, her legs closed on my hand, as if trying to suck it into her sopping cunt. I placed a finger inside her as she resisted. A few seconds later, I brought a shiny, wet finger up to her face. "You've tasted this before and always proclaimed how delicious it was." I whispered. She clamped her mouth firmly shut and turned her head away as I rubbed my wet finger across her lips. She didn't' resist and just laid there with her pussy juice glistening on her lips. I began to slowly began knead her lightly veined white breasts, as I whispered "You always did like my breasts. Now they are your breasts. Do you like it when I do this? I know that I used to enjoy it very much. I think that you will like being a woman, having your man fondle your breasts as I'm doing now. You've got so much to experience and it is all so wonderful. All I ask, is that you relax and let your wonderful new body take control. Let it do what it wants to. Let it show you what it is like to be a woman." I was cupping my large warm hands under her breasts and that simple motion had caused her to relax, so that I felt that I didn't have to hold her any more. I knew that she didn't want to escape this now. Slowly, so as not to break the trance, I whispered, "Just the heat of my hands feels so wonderful, doesn't it. You could lay here for hours and let my hands slowly explore your body, touching you, finding new spots, new emotions. You enjoy this, don't you? I can tell by the way that your nipples respond to my touch?" I placed my fingers on her sensitive nipples and began a pinching motion with my fingers, which caused her to lightly groan and tilt her head back. With that involuntary reaction, I rolled off of her body so that I was lying beside her. She didn't try to escape as I continued pinching the hard little nubs of her nipples. I touched my lips to her left breast, making sure the nipple was warmed by my wet tongue as I continued whispering. "You knew how to please me and I remember what you used to do to me. You would start by getting me so aroused that I couldn't see straight. You would play with my nipples until I was so horny that I would have fucked a flagpole. You knew the way to touch me and to turn me on. Now, I'm going to do to you, what you used to do to me. I'll show you what it felt like to have a man make love to his woman. You will feel and experience what it feels like to be a woman. You will enjoy it. I'll make sure that you enjoy it. All you've got to do is relax and let me make love to you. Let this man make love to you. I'm a man. You're a woman." I gently took her nipples between my fingers and began rolling and pulling them in slow, alternating circles. I was rolling her hard nipples between my strong fingers, knowing that this effect was electric. She moaned loudly and her upper body jerked forward at the first pinch. "See how sensitive your new nipples are. That feels good, doesn't it?" "Yes," she moaned. "I want you to try and lay still as I bite and suck them. I don't think that you can." I forcefully sucked her breast into my warm, hungry mouth, as my wet tongue flicked her nipple. I bit her nipple roughly, knowing that it was sending jolts of pleasure into her increasingly wet loins. Knowing that she liked it rough, I grabbed her breasts at the base and gradually milked them outward as I alternated sucking on the breasts, until only the enlarged nipple remained in my mouth. Her almost constant low moan became forcibly guttural, which was unusual in our previous love sessions. In her former male body, Donna had never been vocal during sex. The rougher I was on her breasts, the more she responded, until she was squeezing her legs and buttocks together in an unsuccessful attempt to ease the obviously growing aches of her clitoris. She thrust her hips forward, desperate to feel the pressure against her new hungry vagina. I knew that she was becoming more and more aroused as I fondled her body. Her eyes fluttered and a spasm rocked her body as she grabbed my head and held me tightly to her breasts. At that moment, I knew that she would do whatever I wanted. When she recovered her breath, I slid a knee between her legs, placing it easily against the softness of her exposed vulva. As I pulled the tender flesh of her nipples, she ground her pussy against my knee. I felt the lips of her vagina part, and the wetness of her secretions soon covered my leg. The more force I applied with my knee, the harder she ground herself against me. All resistance to my advances had been replaced by the need to satisfy her new very strong sexual desires. Dropping down quickly between her legs so I could see what my fingers were doing, I spread her labia and forcefully squeezed the clitoris hood, pulling it up and down over the wet, swollen head of her clit. I didn't have time to examine my former clit from this new perspective because she responded immediately to my simple action. She was moaning and whimpering as my fingers stroked her clit. I felt her move and looked up to see that she was pinching her own nipples with her new slender fingers. While one of my fingers slowly stroked her clit, I slid another finger into the pink darkness of her wet vagina, causing her to moan loudly and jerk from my penetration. I slowly probed the opening, feeling the tight muscles surrounding the vagina. She tried to pull me up on top of her, as she wanted me to mount her and fuck her now, but mounting her at this time, wasn't part of my carefully thought-out plan. I resisted her tugging and distracted her by inserting a second finger into her. Her body tensed and her back arched as my new long thick fingers pushed into her warm flesh and penetrated to my hand. My fingers starting sliding in and out rhythmically, as I pulled at her inner lips. She had quit playing with her breasts and was arching her back slightly. Her arms were stretched out on the bed and her head was slowly rotating from right to left and back as she moaned. I knew that she was getting ready to experience her first female orgasm, and she would never want to be a man again after experiencing that wonderful feeling. Copious amounts of pussy juice were flowing down my hand, and I soon had another finger jammed into her hot and wet box. She started humping my hand and I eased my fourth finger into the sticky folds of her cunt. That simple motion caused her to scream "Oh god, Donnnna!" I pulled my hand out and looked into her glazed over eyes as I asked "What is my name? You made a mistake and called me Donna. I won't continue until you call me the right name." "Fuck me. Please fuck me. I've got to have you. Please fuck me, Davvid." she grunted as she tried to pull me on top of her again. I put my fingers back in her vagina as I bowed my head over her clit and began to suck her greatly engorged clit into my mouth. After a long, low scream of pleasure, she began to climax. Her vagina opened completely, and then a series of pulsing contractions began as she screamed "Arrghhh..." She twisted and thrashed on the bed, screaming with release as the never before experienced orgasm finally exploded in full force, sending wave after wave of intense pleasure crashing through her body. ***** I waited until her breathing returned to normal. She laid on the bed, with a very peaceful look on her face. I re-positioned myself on the bed so that when she opened her eyes, she found herself looking directly at my cock aimed at her face. "You've got some more things to learn about being a woman, but I won't show you the rest of it, until you've demonstrated that you accept me as your man. I know that you know how to suck cocks. Show me what you can do with your mouth. " I requested. She looked at the cock and quietly whispered "I don't understand what has happened to us and still feel as if I'm dreaming. I'll do what you want me to do." I rolled over on my back and she sat up and bent over my cock. I felt her long, slender fingers wrap around the shaft as she started rubbing my hard cock against her closed lips. Then she took a deep breath as she opened her mouth and shoved my cock back down the chute of her tongue I felt it hit the roof of her mouth and it stopped at her throat as she made a gargling sound and almost gagged. Then I felt a warm wetness as the glands under her tongue welled with a flow of saliva. She gave a slight moan as she began to move it back and forth into her mouth. She formed an O with her lips and dug into my ass with her fingernails, showing me what she wanted me to do. She wanted me to fuck her in the mouth. At first I went slowly, rocking my hips from side to side so my cock would rub against her inner cheeks. I lost control from the flood of strange feelings that I was experiencing. I quickly found that I was humping her mouth in and out, faster and faster as if I was fucking a pussy. I could feel my balls bounce around as I pumped up and down. I can't tell you what if felt like to look down and watch my new cock slide in and out between the lips of my former body. She knew what she was doing because she didn't choke or gag after the initial swallow, even with the pounding of my cock against the back of her throat. She was gulping in breaths of air around my humping cock. I felt something stir back inside some deep place within my new body and knew that I would be cumming soon. Then it hit me. I threw my head back and felt my abdomen jerked as I exploded into her waiting mouth. As the first explosion of cum from my throbbing cockhead pumped into her mouth, she pulled back, keeping her lips wrapped tightly around my cock; until only the cockhead was in her mouth. Then she started sucking and continued sucking as I jerked and pumped several loads of my cum into her waiting mouth. I could see some of it leaking from the corners of her mouth, but I could feel her as she swallowed load after load of my thick cum. When I finally stopped, she let go of my cock and sat up straight on the bed, looking at me. She had a trace of my cum drooling down one side of her mouth as she asked "Why did you hate to give me a blow job? It was your job as my wife to satisfy me." I sat up slowly and replied "And now it is your job." Chapter 5 - David's story It was an hour later. I was lying on the bed naked, smoking a cigarette. She was also naked and was lying beside me twirling a cigar around with her fingers as she took some puffs of the now too strong cigar. She looked at the cigar and grumped "No wonder you never liked these cigars. Just two puffs and it makes this body so light headed that I would fall if I tried to stand up." "You need to either quit smoking or find something more suited for your new body." I hinted as I caressed one of her firm breasts with my still hard-to-get-used- to huge hands. I pinched a nipple hard, causing it to tighten into a little pink knot. She moaned from the unfamiliar pleasure that simple action caused. I knew that she had discovered in the last hour, how wonderful it felt to have the female nipples mauled. Among other strange feelings that she had also learned to appreciate. She was much calmer now as she laid naked beside me in her former body. The former body that had raped her new body. Although she had resisted the change, as her hormones kicked, she discovered that sex as a woman was fantastic. "Why did you do this to me?" she asked as she examined the familiar, but from a different perspective, woman's hand holding the cigar. The long delicate fingers and fingernails were at the end of a very slim and feminine woman's hand. The wrist and silky soft tanned forearm were slender without a trace of hair. "I told you. You really wanted to be a woman. I couldn't turn your body into a woman, so I gave you my body and accepted your body as my new body." I replied. "Is there any way to change back?" she continued as she put the cigar down into an ashtray The movement caused a slight weight change as the female breasts slightly shifted, resulting in a very unfamiliar different sensations. I smiled as I knew that it would take some time to get used to the fact that there were female breasts on her chest now. "No. That is why you must learn to adapt as quickly as possible. Remember the old duck principle. If it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, then it must be a duck. You're now Donna and I'm David. We both have to be who we are now." I replied. "I can't call you that." she moaned softly, listening to the different sounds of her new voice. I ran my large hands over her very familiar body, stroking her long, hard thighs, massaging her hips and buttocks gently as I replied. "It will be so easy. All you've got to do, is just relax and accept it. You're now in a body that is more suited to your personality and desires." "I did enjoy the fucking that we just did. I can't call it love, because it was clearly a fucking." she murmured. "Having your cock slide in and out of me felt really good. I thought that having a cock in my male ass felt wonderful, but it was nothing compared to having pussy lips wrapped around a cock." and she gave a big smile as she added "And it was such a big cock. Was that the biggest cock that this tongue has every wrapped around?" "Yes, and the only one. I saved myself for you." I whispered as I gingerly inserted a finger past soft pubic hair covering her pubic mound into the outer lips of her pussy and gently stroked her still wet cunt lips before I rotated her suddenly limp body into the position that I wanted. My cock was erected already, straining, and oozing precum as I began to rub the head up and down her crack, from her cunt, over her asshole, and back again. She groaned and rolled over fully onto her stomach spreading her legs for me. There would be no resistance from now on from her. She accepts her new sex role. Now all I've got to do, is convince her to accept her new female identity also. I rolled over on top of her and between her legs. I rubbed my erected cock against her wet cunt, and worked it up and down a couple of times, feeling her jerk with the sensation. She was sopping wet already. I began to press it against her cunt with a firm steady pressure. "Donna......" She