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THE THINGS WE DO FOR LOVE by Jennifer Adams ©Jennifer Adams, 1998 " Aw, come on Nicki. For cryin' out loud! We've been over this ground so many times we're wearing a path! I keep asking you to marry me. You say not now. I ask why and I get lame excuses and then we don't talk for days. I mean, we've been living together for over three years. Why is this such a big deal for you?" John said, in the middle of an age old argument that he restarted by asking Nicole to marry him again after the previous night's dinner at an elegant restaurant. Nicki walked into the bedroom to get dressed for work. " Why's it such a big deal for YOU? Besides my reasons are not lame. I'm just not ready to be a wife and a mother." She fastened her bra and adjusted her breasts in the cups while John watched intently. She looked up at him, smiled and lifted her breasts with her hands while pushing them slightly forward in his direction and winked. He rolled his eyes and finished pulling up his pants. " Becoming my wife wouldn't make you any different than you are right now." He buckled his belt and began putting his daily essentials into his pockets. " And staying your girlfriend wouldn't make me love you less. Becoming your wife would put me one step closer to motherhood. Anyhow, I like still having my own identity, for now." She was adjusting her skirt and sat down at her vanity to apply make-up. " That's ludicrous! Getting married won't make you pregnant. You don't have to be married for that. You take the pill now, right? So just keep taking them after we're married." " It's not that simple." " Why not?" " Because silly. First it's love, then comes marriage, then it's baby in a baby carriage. If I say yes, then you'll start making decisions for us, and sooner or later you'll want kids. Which means, unless we find a way for you to bare them, it's up to me. Then that will become the marathon argument." She continued while they migrated to the kitchen for a light breakfast. " Look honey, I promise..." " Don't!" " What?" " You were going to promise that we wouldn't have kids until I wanted to, right? Don't make promises you won't want to keep later. Hey, I got to go. I love you, 'bye." With that she kissed him and started toward the door. " Yeah me too. I love you Nicki. I just want to make you a permanent part of my life" John said as he returned her kiss. " I am. See you tonight." " I know. See you tonight." He locked the door as she got in her car drove off. He watched her drive down the street. " Man! I love her. I'd do anything to marry her." He got in his 'Vette and started the motor. " I'd even give up all this." He continued to himself, referring to all he had attained. He continued thinking about these things and more as he nosed his 'Vette up the street headed for work. He had gotten his job at the US Post Office soon out of college. He was a fill in carrier for two years and then transferred to the area hub three years ago for a lot more money. That was when he met Nicki. She made his life complete and she soon moved in to the house he bought. At twenty-four she was a knock-out, at least to him. Truth be told, she was a long way from being a top fashion model. Her body was nice with a lean small structure, well proportioned. Her smallish but firm B-cup breasts sat perfectly on her chest. Her hips were accented by her small waist and taunt tummy. Her ass, by far her best feature, has a firmness yet still jiggles slightly when she walks. In all, her body is lean and firmwhile remaining soft and cuddly. Her brown hair falls to the bottom of her shoulderblades. Her face is pretty with deep brown doe eyes that could melt butter with a glance. Her face is cute but not gorgeous, just pretty. She is a five foot, one-hundred-five pound breath of fresh heaven pure and simple. A couple of blocks from work. He called her on his cell-phone. He knew she would be at her desk by now. She answered the phone. " Good morning, McMaster and Dillon, Attorneys at law. How may I help you?" " Hi it's me babe. What are you doing for lunch?" " Do I know you?" " All right! You know who this is." She giggled. " Hi honey. I'm free." " What do you say we grab some burgers and eat in Courthouse park by the stream?" He asked. She knew that he wanted to make up. She thought about leaving him dangle awhile but thought better of it. " Sounds great. Noon?" " Yeah. Love you." " Love you too." After a boring morning, he picked her up at noon exactly. " I just love a man who's prompt." She said, getting into the car. " Only for you." " You say that to all the girls?" " Only the ones I'm in love with." He answered. " And just how many is that? Dare I ask?" A smile played about her lips and he thought it looked cute. " Well lets see... There's mother... And Theresa... Oh and can't forget Aunt Vicki..." He trailed off. " That many, huh?" " Yeah. Well there is one other I love more than that." " Oh do tell." " Well there is this girl I bet a couple of years ago..." " Yes, do go on." Her mock excitement was almost making him laugh. " Well, I'm eating lunch with her in a few minutes." " Really?! Do I know her?" " Nah, she's an old battle ax. No one you'd associate with." She gave him a light jab in the ribs and he chuckled. " Here we are." He said. " Your lunch m' lady." He handed her a paper sack containing one burger, one can of cola and a bag of chips. They got out of the car and began walking a little ways, and settled down on a park bench near the river. Near by was a stone foot bridge and the water could be heard as it tumbled over the rocks where the river ran shallow for a few yards. They joked and laughed as they walked hand in hand. John towered over Nicki some fourteen inches and it was often joked that next to her, he looked like Gulliver. They sat on the bench and began eating. Finally, John said. " Nicki, honey I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so forceful and pushy. I guess I just get insecure. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I'm afraid of losing you. I mean, sometimes I look at you and you're so pretty and so wonderful. I look at myself and I'm not so wonderful. Then I say to myself, John old boy, what could you possibly have to keep someone like her around. Your fat and dumpy. You're self-centered, arrogant... and the list goes on and on. So I get scared an I try to secure you in my life. I know this sounds pretty silly, huh?" " No the way someone feels is never silly." She said, eyeing him to determine the validity of his speech. " Honey, I love you. I find you charming, whitty, and decisive. I think you're very handsome. So what if you are a little heavy, it happens to most of us sooner or later." She paused for a couple of moments and then continued. " Sweetheart, I have reasons for saying no, and not one of them has to do with you. Maybe if you were me you would understand." " Maybe if I were you I would understand. Then again, maybe I'd say yes." He said softly. " Maybe you would." She concluded. " Oh shit! Look at the time. We'll both be late!" " Nah, we're all right. I got a 'vette." He said as the half jogged to the car. He wondered how she could jog in heels. Once when he had asked her, she said. " Practice, I guess." Soon, the were both back to work, on time, of course. John was told by his supervisor when her got back that he would spend the afternoon sorting unclaimed mail for nest Saturday's auction. Everyone hated sorting unclaimed mail, so the supervisor waited until John got back from lunch to tell him. Why spoil the guys lunch. So John spent the afternoon sorting through ripped, and torn packages and letters. It had been boring but would be over in an hour. Tomorrow it would be someone else's turn. Suddenly, a small package caught his eye. It was obviously a jewelry box. He picked it up and shook it. It made a muffled rattling sound. He quickly went looking for the supervisor of the unclaimed department. He didn't know why, but he had to have it for Nicki. The supervisor said that they normally don't let anyone buy anything until the auction, but since John had not complained like most did about the boring work, she offered to bend the rules. Besides, she didn't think it would be very valuable. Nice costume jewelry at best. She agree to his offer of twenty dollars. He paid her for it and opened it. The contents of the box was nothing more than a simple gold chain that was obviously plated. On the chain was a medallion. It too, looked plated. On the medallion, was a picture of what looked like an angel or a fairy holding a wand. 'A kid's necklace!' He thought. The supervisor laughed a little. " That's the chance you take. Are you going to put it on?" She laughed again. " Huh? Yeah, sure." John put the thing around his neck. He thought about getting it appraised although, he was sure it was a waist of time. When quitting time came around, he almost ran to his car. He thought about how funny it was that it took him twenty minutes to get to work and ten minutes to get home. Pulling into the driveway, he shut the car off and jumped out. Walking quickly to the house, he unlocked the door and went in. The door automatically locked behind him when he closed it. He went right to the bedroom and into the adjoining bathroom and turned on the shower. If he hurried, he could be out before Nicki got home. It had become a daily race for them. He quickly took his clothes off, grabbed a towel out of the linen closet and went into the bathroom and closed the door. He laid the towel on the top of the toilet tank and got in the shower. He had just rinsed the last of the shampoo from his hair, and was enjoying the hot stream of water that had a relaxing effect as it lightly beat against his skin. when he heard Nicki pounding on the back door. He kept forgetting to fix the lock front door. It would stick and took a trick to open and Nicki just couldn't quite figure it out. Since she had broken her backdoor key, she was essentially locked out. So, he grabbed the first bathrobe he laid his hands on. He started for the door, putting the robe on, in flight. It was then, that he discovered that he grabbed Nicki's robe by mistake. It wasn't a problem, he had done that before. It covered him, barely. He put it on and continued running for the door. He could tell by the increasing force of the strikes on the door, that she was growing impatiently agitated. So when he felt a strange tingling starting around his waist and gradually begin moving up and down from there, He paid it no mind and kept moving. He opened the door for her and she came in and said. " Lovely outfit. I didn't know you liked wearing my clothes." He laughed at that know how silly he must have looked. The robe that, on her, came to her ankles came almost to his knees. On her, she could almost wrap it twice, barely closed on him. He said. " I feel really weird. I have this strange tingling sensation that started at my waist and is now all over my body." His voice cracked when he said 'body'. " Hey look! You're shrinking!" Nicki exclaimed. It was true. She now looked a lot taller to him and seemed to be growing in height as he watched. " That, or you are growing." His voice cracked again. " Come here." She took his shrinking hand and led him into the bedroom to her full length mirror. When he looked in the mirror, he could see that she was now only a couple of inches shorter than him. He also noticed that his height wasn't the only change. His blonde hair was turning brown and now hung to his shoulders. His eyebrows had thinned and his skin was soft and smooth (no stubble). Suddenly, he simultaneously felt weight pulling on his chest and saw the front of the robe push out. He untied the robe, but before it fell open, he felt his hips expand. He was now almost the same height as Nicki. When the robe fell open, they both saw that two pert breasts perched on his smaller chest. They also noticed his narrow waist and enlarged hips. His legs were hairless and shaped like Nicki's and his blue eyes turned brown like hers. His hair was now the same length and color as her's. In fact, with the exception of his penis and testicles, he looked just like Nicki. He started to get an erection, then got that now familiar tingle there. They both watched in awe, as his erect penis and his scrotum shrank until it became a small pink nub that repositioned itself lower. Then it slowly shrunk until it disappeared between the plump lips that had formed between his legs in place of his manhood. Then they noticed a slight swelling between the newly formed lips and suddenly pink ruffled libia poked out just a little bit. Now he was identical to Nicki right down to the libia that peeked out of his new vagina. They both just stared, dumb-struck, at the mirror, which reflected two women that looked like Nicki. One in a skirt, blouse, nylons and heels. The other wearing an open bathrobe. It was the latter that held their stares. The entire time elapsed was about half an hour, but then it seemed like hours. John broke free of the trance first. He decided to take inventory of his new body. First, he was the same height as Nicki. Which meant that he was now only five feet tall. This and the fact that everything around him seemed huge, made him feel unrealistically small. He looked at his hands which looked to him like they belonged on a child. They were so small and each dainty finger was capped with a long nail. He looked down at his chest and studied each breast. They looked much larger than he knew they were, since they were exact duplicates of Nicki's breasts. He looked below his breasts and discovered a narrow waist and a taunt tummy. His once round naval was now oval. His hips seemed impossibly wide and his legs was now short but nicely shaped. He knew, looking at his tiny feet that they would now fit into Nicki's woman's size five shoes. Saving the best for last, or in this case, the worst. He began inspecting his new sex, visually. Looking first at the venus mound, covered by a well groomed strip of brown hair. Nicki kept her pubic hair trimmed for her bikini. Then he tilted his hips slightly and viewed as much of what was between his legs as the mirror would allow. Even though, he knew all too well, what it looked like, He was that little bit of pink ruffled skin peeking out. Next he felt it with his finger and gently slid his finger into it. He thought about how strange it felt to have his finger inside a spot that had never been there before. Then he sensed another new sensation, one that told him that his body was ready to dump fluid. Instead of feeling pressure in the tip of his penis, the pressure was now in his entire crotch. He turned and looked at Nicki as said in her voice. " I gotta pee." Then he wiggled, he thought, to the bathroom, hiked the robe and sat down. Nicki, who had been watching wordlessly finally spoke. " Are you all right?" " Yeah, I think so. I mean, I don't feel sick or in pain, but I do feel a little queasy. I think it's from shock." " I'd guess! What happened to you?" It sounded strange for her to hear her own voice coming from John. Like holding a conversation with herself. " Well." He said as he closed and tied the robe. " It appears that somehow, I turned into an exact likeness of you in every physical way... And perhaps in a few mental ways as well. Of course, I have no idea as to why or how." " First off, what do you mean by mental ways? Secondly, you must have some clue?" " When I looked at my nails, I thought how dreadful, your word, they looked without polish and sitting to do my business seemed like the most natural thing in the world." John answered. " Well it is." She defended. " Not when you normally stand." " Okay, you have a point." " Now, we have got to figure out why this happened and how to reverse it." John stated the obvious. " I agree. Hey! Where did you get that necklace?" Nicki asked. John wrinkled up his pretty nose in confusion. " What necklace?" " The one you're wearing." " Huh? Oh this?" He lifted it with his thumb. " I forgot all about this. I bought it today when I was sorting unclaimed mail for Next Saturday's auction. I was going to give it to you, but I wanted to have it appraised first. I put it on so I wouldn't lose it... Say? You don't suppose this had anything to do with what happened to me, do you?" " I wouldn't think so, but I guess anything is possible. It might be a good place to start." " Okay, any ideas?" He asked. " Let me see it." She held her hand out for it. He took it off and gave it to her. She noticed writing on the back of the medallion but it was hard to see and looked like a foreign language. While she was looking at the medallion, John walked over to her dresser and opened her underwear drawer. " What are you doing?" She asked as he took out a pair of panties and a bra. " Getting something to wear." He said as though it was the stupidest question in the world. " I guess you do think like me now." She said. Normally, he would lounge around the house in his robe. She on the other hand, hated to stay dressed in only her bathrobe for very long. " Besides, if I don't get some support for these." He hefted the breasts on his chest as he spoke. " They'll get sore and saggy in a couple of years." She just looked at him. He paid her no mind and went back to what he was doing. She watched as he took off the robe and hung it back in the bathroom on it's hook. Then he walked back into the bedroom nude. She continued to watch as he put on the bikini panties and then picked up the demi bra. Next he fastened it behind his back, slid the straps up his arms and positioned them on his shoulders. Then he adjusted his breasts in the cups, just as she had done that morning. She thought it was a little eerie that he performed the task as though they had grown out at age twelve just as hers had done. He continued to dress. He went over to the closet, probably looking for a house-dress. That's what she would do. She took a pair of his boxer shorts out of his drawer and went unnoticed into the bathroom. She figured if John looked like her, she could handle looking like him until he got back to normal. Assuming it would work on her of if it was even this medallion at all. She knew that she should probably wait until they got John back to normal to try it herself, but she decided to throw caution to the wind. In the bathroom, she took her clothes off and put the medallion on. Then she put the boxers on. Nothing happened. She waited a few minutes, but still nothing. " Oh Damn!" She said to her self and took them off. She slung them over her shoulder and reached in the shower to turn it on. Before she reached the knob, she felt a slight tingle in the area that had been covered by the boxers. It gradually grew more intense and began spreading out to encompass her whole body. As she gazed in the mirror her body began to change noticeably. She began to grow taller and her shoulders, arms and upper chest filled out while her breasts slowly demented. She also started growing heavy blonde hair not only on her chest, but on her arms, legs, and stomach which was expanding. The hair on her head got shorter and it too turned blonde. She was also getting a five o'clock shadow. Her hands grew more than twice their size while her nails shrank. Actually, he nails just changed shape to fit her larger fingers. About a half an hour later, John was looking back at her from the mirror. She took the medallion off and surveyed her new equipment. She giggled, now she HAD a big tool. Suddenly, she felt pressure in the tip of it and sat on the toilet to pee. Then she realized that she still thought like a woman. She stood up and put the medallion back on. She knew if John now looked and acted like she used to, and now she looked like John but still acted like a woman. The only answer was that John had worn the medallion longer than she had worn it. She decided to find out. She touched the boxer shorts to the medallion again. Sure enough. She could sense a difference in the way she thought. She said to herself. " I definitely have to experiment with this." Meanwhile, John was standing in front of Nicki's closet, wearing only a bra and panties. He thought about how odd it was that he would find himself, less than two hours into his weekend off, looking through Nicki's closet for something to wear. Worse, he was wearing her underwear and it fit him. He felt his new breasts through the bra with his new small hands. " Unbelievable!" He whispered. He hadn't really thought about it when he was talking with Nicki, but now he realized how strange it was to hear her voice when he spoke. He fought the urge to put on a house dress and took out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. While he put them on, he thought some more about what being a woman meant. Now he could look forward to things like; periods, bloating, pms, wearing skirts and high heels. Guys would look at him and he would know what they were thinking. " Oh shit!" He said to himself. " What if Nicki's wrong and the medallion didn't cause this? Or what if it did and it only worked once. What if I'm stuck like this for the rest of my life? No wait." He countered. " I won't stay this way for the rest of my life. I'll get pregnant and have babies which will probably push my body all out of shape. They'll probably nurse and make my tits sag. Of course, eventually I'll become an old woman. Then I will stay that way for the rest of my life. Oh joy!" He sarcastically added. He sat on the bed in her jeans and tight T-shirt and contemplated his dismal fate. In the bathroom, the real Nicki, looking very much like John, surveyed her new male body. Holding her penis in her much larger hand, she thought it felt smaller than she was used to. She knew though that it was because she hands used to be smaller. She looked in the mirror and thought. " Too cool! This could be fun to try for a while." She thought about it for a moment and then added. " But I don't think I would want to stay this way." She tried touching her panties to the medallion but nothing happened. She started to panic at her carelessness, but then she calmed down and thought about it. Perhaps she had to wait a little while before using it again. Maybe it needed to recharge or something. She decided to try it later. She went ahead and took her shower. When she got out and dried off, she only put the bathrobe on and stepped out of the bathroom. She saw John sitting on the bed painting his fingernails. His toe nails were already frost pink and now he was using the same color on his finger nails. Well, the ones that were painted. He looked up from his nails when he heard her and said. " Well, what did you find out..." He trailed off. Then asked. " You turned yourself into me? What if we can't change back? Then you're going to be stuck like that." " In that case, someone would have to be you." She said. " Well, at least we know what caused me to look like you." He said as he finished the second coat on his last nail. " Hey, remember in the park today? When we talked about if you were me?" She asked in her new deep voice. " Yeah?" He said, a little uncertain. He was now fanning his fingers and waving his hands to get the polish to dry. " Here is our chance to try it out." She smiled. " Shouldn't we worry about fixing this first?" He said, still a little worried. " I tried to switch back to me, but nothing happened. We might have to wait for it to recharge, I think. In the mean time, I'm you and you're me. Let's try it out." She said hopefully. " May as well." He agreed. She took him in her arms and kissed him. He soon discovered that he liked that. " Perhaps this won't be so bad." " Perhaps not." She agreed. " So, what's on for tonight?" " I don't know 'John', dear. What is on for tonight?" He said with a cocky smile. " I just wanted to know if you had made previous plans, all right?" " Yeah, we have reservations at Taco Bell. Then I slipped the doorman at Vinny's strip-joint fifty bucks for stage side seats." His whole feminine face lit up at his joke. " Oh really? If we're going to Vinny's, you won't need a seat in the audience." She countered, her male laughter booming for a moment. He looked down at his feminine charms, shown off so well by the tight shirt he wore. " Touche', my dear." He giggled. " Touche'." " Now really? Did you make plans?" She asked. " I made reservations at the Happy Panda Restaurant. Then I thought we would head over to The Cabaret." " That sounds nice. Chinese for dinner and western dancing." A look of shock crossed his pretty face. " Wait a minute. I'm not going out like this." " Of course not. You have to change first." She said with a smile on her handsome face. " I though you said that you tried it and it wouldn't work yet?" " Your clothes, you ditz." " Oh." He thought about what she meant for a moment. A low cut, tight, western style blouse that showed a lot of cleavage. A short, snug, denim skirt that showed plenty of leg. Mostly thigh. And of course, high heeled cowgirl boots. " No way!" " Why not?" She demanded. " All the guys will be watching me. What I mean is, I'll have to wear your western outfit and I know what it'll look like on me. I also know what other guys will think of it." He was almost whining. " So. All the guys usually look at me when I wear it." " Yeah, but your not usually a guy when you wear it." He stated. " And neither are you, or have you forgotten?" He was taken aback for a moment. She was right, he wouldn't me a man wearing her outfit. Besides, it wasn't her outfit at the moment, it was his and it might be for a long time. " No, I haven't." He answered. " Let's face it. You have the body for it." She grinned. " Okay, okay. You win. I'll change my clothes." He said, walking to the closet to get out the outfit he would wear. He laid it on the bed and stripped to his bra and panties. Nicki had returned to the bathroom to shave. He looked at himself in the mirror. On one hand he was embarrassed, by not only wearing a bra and panties, but by what they contained. " I have tits and a pussy! I look like a woman... Look like hell! I am a woman!" He said to himself. His mind was frantic with the knowledge of how sexy he was now and this only added to his embarrassment. On the other hand, he was excited to explore womanhood. To solve the mystery of women. " To boldly go where no man has gone before..." He giggled girlishly. " And I mean no man! Well maybe." He couldn't say 'no man' with any certainty, not knowing the origin of the medallion. The one that may not have just transformed him and Nicki, but many others as well. He wondered for a moment, what other changes this medallion might have caused. He returned his attention back to the medallion's latest change. He looked at his breasts. He thought it was strange that they didn't feel heavy on his chest even though it and the muscles on it were now smaller. In fact, if he didn't touch, bump, jiggle, or remember their existence, he didn't even know that they were there. Likewise, the vacancy in his crotch wasn't apparent unless he thought about it. "Funny." He said aloud. He turned and started to dress. First, he put on black pantyhose, keeping them taunt all the way up to his smooth, feminine legs and up to his crotch. Next, he sat at Nicki's vanity and applied make up. While doing so, he made a shocking discovery. If he let his mind go, applying make up was mechanical. Kind of like his hands took on a mind of their own. With his make up applied, he returned to his wardrobe for the evening. He put on a camisole and then the blouse. Then came the mid-thigh length denim skirt. Lastly, the cowgirl boots with a two inch spiked heels. Not actually spikes, more like a sever taper. Once more to the vanity for earrings, a bracelet, necklace, and a Nicki's feminine wrist watch. A ring or two completed the outfit. He quickly combed out his long hair, a little hairspray and dab of perfume on his slender wrists and he was dressed to kill. During this time, Nicki had gotten out of the bathroom and had gotten dressed in a pair of jeans and a western shirt. She only paid the feminine John a token look or two before going out to the livingroom to wait. When John walked into the living room, Nicki whistled low like hitching her breath. " You look lovely." She said, finally. " Thank you. I'm trying to enjoy this. Actually, it's not easy. My male psyche... No, that not it, ego is more like it. My ego keeps telling me to hate being in a woman's body. I really do like the idea of trying your life on, so to speak." He said, checking his make up with a compact one last time. " I know what you mean. I'm having the same feelings myself. Ready?" She asked. " As I'll ever be. Let's do it." Nicki held out her arm to her boyfriend who was wearing not only her clothes but her body as well. Just before they went out the door, she looked down at John and asked. " Who are you?" " What do you mean? Who am I? I am your boyfriend." He said. " Wrong answer. Sorry, you lack the essential equipment to be my BOY friend. I mean, who are you as in your name, your relationship with me, which restroom do you use in public? That sort of thing..." He looked at the floor and said. " Oh. I am Nicole Ann Ritchie. I am a woman and you are my boyfriend." " Good girl. Let's go." Nicki played the perfect gentleman and opened the door for John, who smoothed his skirt as he sat on the seat and swung his legs in the car. Nicki closed the door and got in on the driver's side and drove them to the restaurant. At restaurant, Nicki also held John's chair and pushed it in. John asked Nicki what she wanted to order as he always did, until Nicki reminded him that he was the woman tonight and should tell her what he wanted to eat. He told Nicki he wanted the moo goo gai pan and when the waitress came, Nicki ordered for both of them. John found that he could no longer eat as much as he used to and ended up getting a take home container for most of his dinner. Then it was off to The Cabaret for dancing. It took them both a little time to get used to their new roles on the dance floor and once they ended up with John leading Nicki as usual. They quickly changed direction so Nicki could lead. It wasn't long before Nicki was prodding John out to the car. When they got home, Nicki found that she could now open the front door with the key. They walked in and John turned on the table lamp. He looked at the clock on top of the television and it read eleven- ten. He cooed, playing the temptress. " Only eleven and home already, big guy?" " Working girls need their beauty sleep, princess. After all, one of us has to go to work in the morning." Not breaking character, he said. " Yes, but the night is still young, lover." He moved in close and rubbed up against her, as he did, he could feel an erection through her jeans. He found this both exciting and frightening. What if she decided to use it on him? Thus he began to pull away. She sensed this and said. " Oh no you don't." " Don't wha..." Before he could finish, she wrapped her muscular arms around him and drew him close. She roughly, yet passionately kissed him. He wanted to resist, but it felt so good. After a second or two he gave into his passions and relaxed and returned the kiss. He allowed himself to melt into her arms. She easily swept him off his heels and cradled him in her arms. He was startled by his sudden loss of balance and reacted by wrapping his arms around her neck. She then, effortlessly, carried his feminine form to the bedroom amidst much protest and giggling. Once in the bedroom, she began to kiss him, only this time with more passion. Then she began to undress him. As she did, she kissed his tender body, covering each exposed surface with soft sensuous kisses. When she got to his breasts, she took extra time a paid them close attention. She found the thought of making out with her own body a little fascinating. Especially since she now had the benefit of her new bodies male reactions to her former bodies charms. She moved slowly down to the area between his legs. As she paid this area attention. John could feel a mounting pleasure build thought out his body. Then all at once, there was an intense feeling of pleasure that filled his entire body. It seemed as though every nerve were screaming in ecstasy simultaneously. For a moment, he thought he was going to pass out. She finally stopped and undressed herself. He just lay, still panting on the bed with his breasts jiggling as they heaved while he breathed. " Wait, it gets better." She said. " Really?" He asked, barely able to speak between breaths. " Uh-huh." She affirmed as came toward him with her erection pointing at him like a big gun. " So, you want to try?" " Try what?" He asked. She showed him by walking over to the bed with her penis just scant inches away from his painted lips. He opened his mouth to protest. When he did, she thrust her hips forward inserting her penis into his open mouth causing his lips to close around it as he tried to talk. At first, he just froze at the thought of having not only a penis but his penis in his mouth. Then slowly, he realized that his female body was reacting to it by becoming aroused. So, charged with sexual excitement, he began sucking in earnest. He was soon rewarded with an ejaculation, which he swallowed, out of shock rather than out of desire. He almost choked in the process. " See there? I guess nice girls do swallow." She said, wiping off his chin. " So what do you think?" " Blow jobs? I prefer receiving them. I guess I could learn to enjoy it if I had to." He admitted. " That's the spirit." She laid down beside him, stroking his left nipple. Then she began to suck and nibble on it while she gently stroked his clit. She soon had him lubricated again. She guided his hand to her penis, which was starting to come alive again. He took hold of it and slightly winced because it felt so huge now. After several minutes, she rose above him and slowly entered him. His look of horror soon melted into ecstasy once more. They soon shuddered in simultaneous climax. She rolled over while gripping his wide hips, keeping him impaled on her still hard equipment, so he ended up laying on top of her. He fell asleep with her still burried deep inside him and his face on her hairy chest. His last conscience thought was. " I never thought it could be like this." Then exhaustion over took him. That was how morning found them, still connected at the genitals. John woke hearing the alarm. Something that he could never do before. He shut it off and laid there thinking about the dream he had just had. It was about how he and Nicki had traded places. He became aware that he was laying on top of Nicki and her chest hair was tickling his nose. Then he became aware of something hard inside of him, between his legs. His eyes shot opened, it wasn't a dream after all. He rose up on his hands, their genitals still joined, and looked down at Nicki. Sure enough, she looked like him. She opened her eyes and looked at him in shock for a few moments. Then he could see realization dawn on her face. She said. " Good morning, Princess." " Good morning." He said. " I hate to disturb your perch, but I have to go to the bathroom." She placed her hands on his hips and guided him off. He rolled over onto the bed while she ran to the bathroom. He became aware that he missed having her inside him. Slowly, he got up and put on a housecoat and went to get coffee. He was still thinking about sex from the other side while he went. He was surprised how much he enjoyed it, after he got over his male pride. A slight smile played over his feminine lips. He poured two cups of coffee and took them back to the bedroom. Nicki was just coming out of the bathroom. " Why are you smiling?" She asked. " Like having your box filled?" She winked. He just nodded and went to the bathroom himself. He walked out of the bathroom naked since he would be getting in the shower in a couple of minutes. He was sipping his coffee. " So? Would you like it filled again? We have time." She walked over and stuck her finger in his vagina and bent over and sucked his large nipple. " Uuugh." He moaned. She let his nipple fall out of her mouth but wiggled her finger inside him more vigorously. She could feel him lubricate. She winked and said. " I'll take that as a yes." He nodded. Then, supporting his pelvis between his legs with her hand. finger still inside, and supporting his back with the other hand. She lifted him off the ground and carried him this short distance to the bed for a quickie. Afterwards, John took his birth control pill and took a quick shower. Then he got dressed. First he put on a bra and panties. then pantyhose and a full slip. Next curled his long hair and applied make up. For outerwear, he chose a simple pink dress that fell to mid-thigh and had a white peter-pan collar with embroidered flowers. Lastly, he put on a pair of off-white pumps with a one inch heel, which he put on by hopping first on one foot and then the other as he was making his way to the door. " Where are my keys?" He asked Nicki, while grabbing an off- white purse and shoving things into it from the black purse he used the night before. " Right there!" she said as he transferred her keys from the black purse. " No! These are your keys." " Not now. Those are YOUR keys, NICKI!" She emphasized. " Oh, yeah. They are." He took them and the purse and kissed her. " Good-bye honey. See you later." And turned to go out the door. She added. " I'll check that medallion out a little more." He gave her a half hearted smile and said. " Thanks," and ran out the door. She watched him walk to her brown, eighty-two Dodge Aries and wrinkled his pretty nose at all the rust. She noticed how sexy his legs looked. " Man!" She said to herself. " Is that all guys think about?" She continued to study his legs and then her vision drifted up to his ass which was quite visible through his straight skirt. She watched him get in the car and start the engine and then watched him until he drove away. She was still in his bathrobe. " Now, let me see about that medallion... hmm, I wonder if I can use it to my advantage..." She went into the bedroom and got the medallion. She took the robe off and put the medallion on. She took a pair of her panties and touched it to the medallion and all at once she felt the now familiar feelings from the day before. In about half an hour, she was a she once again. She looked in the mirror at her familiar old reflection and giggled. She was now back to normal and poor John was stuck at her job in her body. Then she thought about how she could use this medallion to get John off her back about getting married. She put on her robe and walked into the living room after a trip to the kitchen for more coffee, She sat down and began to think on this... After a short time, John discovered it wasn't all that difficult for him to fit in as Nicki. She had been right. He was able to do the thing that she normally did. He did hope that she found a way to reverse this, though. So far, being Nicki was like a vacation from himself, but he wasn't sure he wanted to be a woman for the rest of his life. He thought that it had been fun pretending to be Nicki in front of everyone at work, especially when he went for lunch with the girls and they all sat around the table talking about guys and he joined right in talking how he thought Nicki would respond. He must have done a good job because they all acted as though nothing was out of the ordinary. He decided to be a little daring and go to the grocery store after work and pick up something nice for dinner. He thought it would be nice to cook Nicki a nice dinner since he probably now had her talent in the kitchen. So after work, he called home to tell Nicki that he would be late coming home. The phone rang and rang... Ring... ring... Nicki wondered if she should answer it. She glanced at the clock and knew there was a good chance that it was John calling from work. Ring... ring. She decided to let the machine get it, since she didn't want him to know she had returned to normal just yet. " Hello, we are unable to come to the phone right now..." "... But if you leave your name, number, and a brief message after the beep we will get..." John listened to the recording of his old voice over the phone. "Damn!" he said. " She must be out or something." " Beeeep!" " Hi Honey, it's me. I'm going to stop at the store on my way home. I didn't want you to worry. See you soon." He hung up the phone. Nicki listened to the message being left in her own voice and giggled. This was better than she had hoped. The way she figured it, there was a good chance that she would be about ready to change back by the time he came home from the store. What he didn't know, was that he would have to stay late tonight and finish up some things she'd been working on during the week and he probably wouldn't get out of there until at least six or seven o'clock. As everyone was getting ready to leave, Ms. Dillon came up to "Nicki" and asked if she had finished the reports she needed for Monday. John was a little confused, but promised to look them over and make sure they would be ready for Monday. She thanked him and told him to lock up when he left. He looked through Nicki's desk and found them only half finished. He sat at her computer and began typing. He thought about calling Nicki, but knew that she already knew he would be late in getting home, since it should have been her finishing the reports. At 7:15, John walked to Nicki's car and drove to the store. He noticed several guys looking at him as he walked into the store. Why not? He thought. He knew what he looked like in this outfit. He found a couple of steaks and hoped they had potatoes at home. While he was there he picked up some other things he knew they needed at home. He finally pulled into the driveway around 8:30. He walked in and nearly dropped the bags of groceries. There stood Nicki, as Nicki. " You changed back?" He asked. " Yeah, I didn't call and tell you because I have a proposal for you." It sounded weird like the same person was carrying on a conversation with themselves. " Okay? Tell me on the way to the kitchen." He said. Nicki kissed him on the cheek and then took one of the bags and helped her boyfriend into the kitchen. She thought it felt weird kissing another girl, even if it was really her boyfriend in her form. While the steaks cooked. Nicki began to outline her idea. " Do you remember in the park yesterday? When we talked about if you were me?" "Yeah?" He said a little uncertainly. " Well, what do you say we try it? Just for a while?" " Let me get this straight. You want me to stay Nicki while you are John?" " Yeah! Only for a little while. I mean, we already know that you can be me." She said. He thought for a minute. All though, his first reaction was to say no, he was intrigued. After all, it wasn't often one had a chance to sample the grass on the other side of the fence. He couldn't believe he was considering this. Of Course, his standing in the kitchen cooking dinner in a dress was pretty remarkable. Vive' La Differeance, eh? " So, how long are we talking?" " I don't know." She paused. " The rest until Monday?" " Hey! Wait a minute. That means you get my day off. Leaving me only one day off this week and you'll get three days off. I worked for you today and my Monday, which is your day off." He said defensively. " Okay, what do you suggest to be fair to both of us?" She inwardly smiled.This was going to be easier than she'd planned. " A week. It should be for a week." " Five days?" " No seven." He said smugly. " I love it when your decisive. Actually, with the way you look. It's kind of cute, tomboyish." He glared at her. She grinned and winked. Then she took him in her arms and kissed him. He liked that. She knew that she played him just right, so that he had talked himself into a week. She excused herself and went to the bedroom and soon emerged as the man she had been the night before. After dinner, they watched a couple of movies. Real tear jerkers. John was a little surprised at how much more he like them now. When the second movie was over, Nicki led John to the bedroom where they had another round of love making. John felt that each time grew more and more exciting. That's probably because it was. Since each time he became more acclimated to the female role. On Sunday, they walked in the park and ate a picnic lunch that John had prepared. Once again they had great love making that night. They both thought it was better than it ever was before Friday. Even better the first time they ever did it. Monday, Nicki, while on lunch break from the post office, made a few phone calls. One such phone call overheard, would sounded like this. " Yes, I had one last question... Well, we have a small problem. We can't both get off work at the same time, so that we could come in together... Yes I know that we both must sign... Well, could sign at different times? I mean, could I go in and give the information and sign and then later she could go in and sign?... That would be fine? Great! Thank you... Tomorrow? Fine, I'll be there around eleven-thirty... Okay, I'll see you then. Good-bye." That was set. Now a few more things. She picked up the phone again. That night, she told him that she needed his female identification., driver's license and social security card for insurance. He reached in his purse and handed them to her. On Tuesday, she took half a day off and went to the courthouse. Then she went home and used the medallion to turn herself back into Nicki. She noted that it now seemed a little foreign to her. After she had done her business at the courthouse she wondered what she was going to do about John seeing her as Nicki when she got an idea. She raced home and let a note. She tried to write like John the best she could. She said in the note that she had been invited out to a go-go bar by a couple of guys at the post office and she always wanted to see what guys saw in those places. She said that she would be home late and that John shouldn't wait up. Then she went to a hotel for the evening. As soon as she could, she used the medallion to return to John's form. As she drove home, she said to herself. " This should teach him." She slipped in the house and stashed the medallion and went to bed. John rolled over and kissed him good-night. Finally, Friday arrived much welcomed by both of them. Both of them were anxious to return to their original forms, or so it seemed. They had agreed to see how the other half lived for a week, so as much as they both had wanted to change back early, they stuck it out until Friday. After getting out of the shower, John said. " Honey, let's do it now." " We don't really have the time to shower again." She said to him. He looked confused for a moment and said. " Not that! All though it doesn't sound bad either." " Oh! You mean change back?" " Yes." He said " Tell you what. Why don't we wait until after work Then we could make love one more time like we are before we change?" John thought a moment and acting coy, he said. " Okay, let's wait." They both got ready for work. Nicki put on a postal uniform, while John wore a tight black skirt and a white ruffled blouse. He put on a pair of black pumps with a two inch heel and they headed for the door. " Oh!" She said to him after they had said their good-byes. " I'd like to pick you up for lunch?" " Okay." He said with a smile. He thought was always a nice break to eat lunch with her. The morning dragged for Nicki. She was anticipating what would happen on their lunch break. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, It was lunch time. She jumped into the 'Vet, turned the key and the engine roared to life. ' I'm going to miss this.' She thought. John spent the morning reflecting on the past week. It had it's ups and downs like anything else. He knew that, all though he couldn't wait to become a man again, that was a part of him that was going to miss being a woman. When Nicki came in, he grabbed his purse and got up from Nicki's desk. " Nicki? Why don't you ask Mr. McMasters if you can take the rest of the afternoon off?" Nicki said, with a grin. " Good idea! Hey, I have tomorrow off too. Mr. McMasters is going out of town and Ms. Dillion is on vacation so we'll be closed tomorrow." He said as he walked over to Mr. McMasters' office. Nicki gawked at his sexy legs and tight ass as he walked. " I definitely must stick her one last time!" Nicki said to herself after John closed the door to the office. A few minutes later, John emerged from McMasters' office with a smile on his painted lips. " He said it was okay." Nicki offered him her arm. He took hold of it and she guided him to the car. She even opened the door for him. He sat on the seat and swung his legs in. Then she closed the door and walked around to the other side and got in. As she closed the door, she said. " We'll pick your... I mean my car up later." He only nodded. They rode to the park in silence since they were both caught up in their own thoughts. Soon Nicki turned into the municipal park, parking lot. She got out and opened the door for him. As he got out of the car. " Your lunch m'lady." She said, handing him a paper sack containing one burger, one bag of chips and one can of cola. He giggled girlishly as he took the offering. Then they walked hand in hand to their favorite bench by the bridge. While they ate, Nicki probed John's feelings about his present condition and about changing back. She found out that he felt exactly the way she had hoped he would. That it had been both fun and educational as well as relaxing to take a vacation from himself, but all things considered, he couldn't wait to get back to his old self. She was pleased to hear this for two reasons. One, she felt the same way and two, it was necessary for her plan. When they finished eating, she set her plan in motion. She stood up and extended her hand. He took it and stood up. They walked to a trash can and deposited the refuse from their lunch. Then she directed him to toward the bridge and turned with him to look over the side at the stream. Then she sprang her trap on him. She looked him in the eye, produced a small box and said. " Nicole? Will you marry me?" His eyes lit up, which made him look even prettier, and he said. " Yes! As soon as we're back to normal. I would be pleased to be your husband." Then he looked around to make sure that no one was around to hear him. " No, wait. You not listening. I said. NICOLE will YOU marry me?" He thought for a moment. Then his expression changed from confusion to horror. He said. " You mean like this? You want ME to be YOUR wife?" She opened the box, it contained a one karat diamond engagement ring. She said. " That is exactly what I am saying." " I don't know... I want to marry you more than anything, but I don't know if I want to stay a woman to do it. In fact, I don't want to stay a woman to marry you, sorry." He felt a tear at the corner of his eye. He brushed it with his finger. He looked at his dainty hand with its newly colored nails. He knew that the tear was because he wasn't man enough to give up his manhood for the love of his life. She took a small plastic jewelry baggy from her pocket. It contained the medallion along with some air, which puffed the baggy like a pillow. She said authoritatively. " Look! Here's the deal." She took his tears to mean fear of being stuck as a woman so she mistakenly drew out all her guns. " In this baggy is the medallion, sealed with enough air to make it float just below the surface of the water. I have obtained a marriage license." She showed him. " I have also made an appointment for the justice of the peace to marry us this afternoon. If you'll throw this medallion into the river. Then I'll walk you right up the steps and we'll be married this very day. However, if you elect not to throw the medallion into the river. Then we'll go straight home end this charade. In doing so, you will agree not to bring up marriage again until I say I'm ready. Agreed?" She handed him the baggy and then she continued. " The way I see it, we both give up something. I give up my freedom and you give up your manhood. Seems like a fair trade to me." He was stunned. He didn't know what to do. On one hand, he could finally wanted, sort of. On the other, was he really willing to spend the rest of his life as a woman? If something happened later and things didn't work out and they got divorced. Then he ( because she would be a he as soon as the medallion hit the water, for the charade would be over and their new lives would begin). Nicki, as John would then be free and she as Nicki, would be trapped in a woman's world. The tension mounted with each second. Forcing him closer to a decision. She, mistaking his lack of response as a need for a nudge in the right direction, she decided to play him. She knew if she got him angry, he would do the opposite thing to what he thought she wanted him to do. In this case, she would make him think she wanted him to toss it in the river and he would keep in. " Well?" " I'm thinking." " Tough decision?" She knew he hated when she stated the obvious. " I'll say." He responded. " Look, I can sympathize, but we don't have a lot of time. I have to contact the judge in ten minutes or I'll have to pay anyway." More strategy on her part. Being pushy. Then she started walking toward the courthouse. Unfortunately, her strategy backfired. He thought she was calling him a coward for not throwing the medallion. He looked at her walking across the grass toward the steps. Then he looked down at himself. He saw his breasts pushing out his blouse. He could feel them strain the bra he was wearing. He looked past them to the smooth front of his tight skirt which reviled his true sex. Or rather, the lack of his old sex. Beyond that his soft legs wrapped in nylon and his tiny feet in black pumps. He looked at Nicki, she was waiting at the bottom of the steps. He closed his eyes and remembered being a man for a moment. Then mustering all his courage, eyes still closed, he held the medallion over the railing He thought, ' Okay, One... Two... Three release." He opened his eyes and there before him was his outstretched hand. Wide open, palm down. It was empty. He couldn't believe it, staring at his bright red fingernails. He did it! No, not he. She did it! With the necklace gone, she could be he no longer. She ran to John, on his face, a look of horror. When she took his hand he said. " Oh man! John. I can't believe you did it. I just wanted to get you to let up about marriage. I didn't really want you to throw it away." " Well, I guess it's Nicki now and always will be." She said as they watched the medallion float out of sight. " After serious thought, I realized it was probably the only way I was ever going to get you to the alter. Shall we?" She motioned toward the steps while she put her engagement ring on her finger. " I think that even though it was a great sacrifice." She patted her skirt where her lost organs used to be and continued. " It was well worth the cost." He looked in her eyes and said. " I guess if it means enough to you, that you would go to that length to marry me, I should give in. Shall we my lovely princess? Let's make you my queen." He held out his arm. she took it. Then they walked up the steps to become Mr. and Mrs. John R. Locher. Note: The medallion made its way out of the area and eventually out of Indiana and into someone else's life to Alter another Fate.