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I would also like to state that while this is not my first
attempt to write a tale of fiction, it is the first one
that I have felt confident enough in to actually post for
the reading public. Currently, this story is a work in
progress, and while I have completed this part and the
next, other parts are still being worked on and at the
current time I cannot honestly say how long or over how
many parts it will take to tell the tale of the characters
that I have presented here. I will also state that I am not
a very fast writer due to my limited typing skills and also
do to the fact that I don't write in a linear fashion, but
tend to work on different parts as my mood shifts. For
these reasons I beg for the reader to bear with me, since
it may take sometime for me to post all the parts of this
story.
Finally, I would also like to thank Kelly Davidson for
reviewing the first part of my story and giving me an
honest appraisal that made me want to continue with the
writing of this tale. Thanks, Kelly.
For Better or For Worse
By Sam Vincent
(c) 2002
Part 1
An Evening for Lovers -
Greg starred at the blonde standing before him, studying
her closely. She was petite - just five foot two in height
and a hundred five pounds in weight. It was early evening
and she was dressed for bed in a babydoll nightie, a lovely
confection of cotton candy pink satin and white lace. A
tiny scarlet satin panty barely covered her feminine bottom
below where the babydoll ended on her hips. Her smooth legs
were bare, but looked extremely shapely thanks to the
definition provided by three-inch heels from a pair of cute
white slides on her little feet.
Dressed as she was, the sheer nightie did little to hide
the incredible curves of her small frame from Greg's view.
And what curves they were - from her wide womanly child
bearing hips, to the small narrow waist, to the pair of
very large breasts that sat high on her small chest - she
had a figure that could put any centerfold model to shame.
Looking at her breasts pushing out the nightie's diaphanous
material towards him, Greg knew they could fill a double-d
cup size bra. And while most people would assume that for
such a small woman to have such large breasts she must have
implants, he also knew that they were one hundred percent
real.
Turning his attention to her face, Greg found it to be an
extremely cute, and feminine face that anyone would find
quite pretty, even through she was not wearing an ounce of
make-up on it. Oval shaped, she had a small impudent nose
above a pair of soft pouty cupid-bow lips, that would
reveal dazzling white teeth whenever she smiled, but the
most remarkable thing about her face were her eyes. With
long feathery-soft and naturally dark lashes surrounding
them, they were very large and colored an amazing shade of
crystal blue. Anyone who gazed into those enticing eyes
would be bedazzled in their glittering blue depths and fall
hopelessly under her spell. Her sweet face and bright doe-
like eyes gave her an innocent look that everyone she met
found naturally attractive.
Crowning her head was a rippling thick fall of wavy
champagne blonde hair that surrounded her face and slender
neck, as if to frame it in gold, the silky tips reaching
the tops of her breasts. With that shinning halo of hair
around her remarkable childlike face, she looked quite
angelic.
Having such a countenance, people would believe her to be
quite young and judge her to be in her mid-teens. But once
they saw the overly lush, womanly figure she possessed,
they would have to re-think their youthful assumption, and
make her to be a bit older, perhaps in her early twenties,
though Greg knew that was also far from true despite her
appearance.
"Enjoying the view, darling?" came a voice from Greg's
right. Startled by the sound, he turned to see a gorgeous
auburn haired woman standing in the doorway to the bedroom,
with a warm smile on her face. It was Simon?, his wife, who
had been watching as he stared at the pretty blonde girl.
Caught, Greg flushed, then nodded in the affirmative before
he lowered his eyes. He heard her move into the room and as
he raised his gaze back up, he saw her moving up behind the
small blonde.
At five foot seven, Simon? was taller by a half a foot over
the petite blonde. With a head full of long luxurious flame
red hair, a beautiful face with deep emerald green eyes,
and a body that was just as athletically robust as it was
voluptuous, Simon? was an incredible looking woman. If it
was just on her looks alone Simon? could easily entice any
man she chose, but she had so much more to offer than just
that. Her intelligence, her warmth, her charm, and her lust
for life were just some of the things Greg appreciated
about his wife, and explained why he was so deeply in love
with her. Dressed in a gorgeous verdant green chemise,
Simon? moved with such feminine grace and power that Greg
could easily picture her as a titian goddess from some
long-forgotten age.
"Well, I can't blame you. After all Crystal is totally
scrumptious!" she said in her warm, deeply sensuous voice.
She embraced the small blonde girl in her well-toned arms,
easily pulling her towards her till she was resting against
her larger form. Her emerald eyes sparkled with mirth, as
she added lovingly, "I could just eat her up."
Greg looked up at Simon?. He could feel her full, ripe
breasts pressed against his back. The firm points of her
nipples were making small indentations in his soft skin
even through the fabric of their nighties. Held in Simon?'s
strong arms, Greg watched their twin images in the full-
length mirror as her supple hands moved up to cup the soft
firm flesh of his own pair through his nightie. Then he
felt her long fingers make contact through the sheer
nightie to the twin nubs rising above his sensitive skin.
Simon?'s hands on his breasts felt so wonderful, that he
soon felt his nipples engorge and tighten in response to
her skilled touch.
Greg sighed, then tilted his head, causing his silky blonde
hair to uncover the nape of his slender neck and present it
to his wife. Seeing her husband's invitation, Simon? bent
over and gentle began kissing him on the soft smooth flesh
he offered to her. As she kissed, licked and nibbled on his
tender flesh, Simon? could feel her husband willingly
surrender to her control, so she slowly turned him around
until they were facing. Simon? stopped her oral worship and
with a loving smile on her face watched as Greg became once
more self-aware. He slowly opened his eyes and looked up at
her with those incredible crystal blue eyes of his.
Seeing her smiling green eyes, Greg suddenly felt mildly
embarrassed at how girlish he was acting just then, and as
his embarrassment gave way to shame he had to lower his
eyes and he began to blush deeply.
Simon? laughed at her husband's reaction in a soft, gentle
way. "It's okay, Greg. Please don't be embarrassed. I think
it's so sweet the way you act at times now... so much like
a young girl... don't you think?"
"Please Simon?, don't say that. I'm suppose to be your
husband... and besides I'm much too old to be acting like a
dreamy eyed school girl."
"But honey, you don't look a thing like my old husband any
more. You look more like a sexy young coed who should be
wearing a tiny cheerleader uniform and shaking a pair of
pompoms... among other things." Simon? replied with a
giggle. "And I don't blame you when you don't exactly act
all manly like you did before. No one would expect such a
sweet young thing like you, to be that now."
"Simon?..." Greg began with an indignant look on his pretty
face, only to be stopped as Simon? put a finger to his
lips.
"Hush, sweetie. Just let it go... please. I dearly love
you, no matter what has happened to us. Lets not keep
rehashing things we both know won't help us. Please, just
try to accept things for now. Besides I would much rather
be kissing and making out with you... my pretty, sexy
little girlfriend... than fighting over your loss manhood."
Greg stared very hard at Simon? for a moment, and then felt
his heart give way to her plea. Pulling her finger from his
lips, he said, "Okay honey, I love you too. I suppose
you're right...so I'll do as you ask. I'll be a... good
'girl' and behave myself."
"Well, not too good, I hope," Simon? replied with a smile
at her husband. "I like it better when my 'girl' is a bit
bad and naughty." Then she bent down to begin kissing him
fully on the lips, while her hands easily pulled him tight
against her much larger but very shapely body.
Greg allowed himself to give in to being passionately
kissed by his wife. He felt only pleasure as her warm
tongue intruded into his mouth, while she pressed her lips
hard to his. He felt her hands slowly moving around his
curvaceous body. Her fingers touched him in all those
places she had learned he now liked, and worked their magic
on him. Greg felt his knees go weak, and he had to lean
more heavily on his wife for support to continue standing.
"Don't you think we should move this to the bed?" Simon?
asked after breaking her kiss. Simon? knew that her little
hubby was back in full 'girl' mode again, which pleased her
completely.
Greg's body was so very warm now, and his pussy felt damp
after being on the receiving end of Simon?'s hot passionate
kisses and magic fingers. It took him several moments to
recover enough before he could answer her. In a somewhat
shaky, soft feminine voice, Greg finally managed to squeak
out, "Oh yes, Simon?. Let's go to bed... please."
Taking her husband's small, soft hand in hers, she pulled
him close and wrapped her other arm around his back,
allowing her hand to rest on his round womanly bum. Smiling
affectionately at him, Simon? slowly escorted him over
towards their large king size bed, mischievously squeezing
his ass cheek. Placing her buxom blonde husband on the bed,
Simon? resumed her kissing and stroking of his luscious
body.
With a practiced ease, Simon? quickly divested her husband
of the pink babydoll covering his body. She slowly kissed
her way down Greg's body, pausing to linger for several
long minutes on the large mounds rising hill-like from his
narrow chest. When she finally left those twin mountains,
Greg found the peaks to be achingly reaching for new
heights thanks to his wife's mouth and fingers. Giggling at
the way she had left her husband's nipples, she continued
kissing down her husband's body until she reached his
heated pussy. She smelled the aroma rising from her
husband's nether regions that spoke volumes regarding his
arousal. Simon? was again amazed at herself over how very
appealing she now found her husband's female smell. It was
just so exciting to her knowing that her kisses and touch
could now arouse her husband so easily.
Smiling to herself, Simon? tenderly touched Greg's pussy
through the satiny smoothness of his panties. She recalled
how different it had been there before their lives had been
changed. It had been so hard on him - being emasculated
like that of his manhood - he had felt so disheartened, and
she had felt so sorry for her husband then. This brought
back memories of her own similar sense of dread over her
own transformation and the shame she had felt when she
first discovered her new desires for other women. Having
been a heterosexual woman all her life, it had hit her
quite hard when the changes had occurred. When she realized
she was no longer attracted to men, she feared her marriage
to Greg was over and would soon fall apart completely.
Slowly, she and Greg had to a certain degree come to terms
with what was happening to them, and they both had accepted
this new life after the change. At least they could be
intimate again, and it felt so wonderful to once more make
love to her husband, as she recalled more recent nights,
and how they had pleasured each other endlessly. Things
were better now - or so it seemed.
She knew Greg was completely aware of her new sexual
orientation, but she prayed he would never come to the same
realization she had. It occurred to her one day, that her
newly acquired lesbian desires were not just for any women.
She was stunned to learn she was most attracted to women
who were extremely feminine looking and acted submissive
towards her. She also hoped Greg never learned, that day-
by-day Crystal was becoming exactly the kind of woman she
fancied. Sometimes she felt overwhelming guilt for not
revealing the truth to him, but she was much too afraid
over how he would react if he knew. She was very conflicted
about this, for though she truly loved her husband, it was
Crystal she desired the most.
Simone's reminiscences finally ended, as she became aware
of how damp Greg's panties now were thanks to the warm
moisture flooding from his vagina due to her fingers gently
stroking. With but the tiniest help from Greg, she lifted
his shapely rear and removed the pair of wet panties that
was protecting his feminine mound from her advances.
Tossing the panties aside, she looked up at Greg to see him
partially reclining on the bed, breathing heavily, just
watching her though half-lidded eyes. She then bent forward
and planted a kiss with her pouty lips on the lips of her
husband's labia, before using her tongue to part the fleshy
folds and slipping it inside. Greg's eyes seemed to roll
back just as the lids closed, and a long deep sigh sprang
from his lips, as her tongue moved deeper into the warm,
wet sweetness of his pussy.
Soon Greg lay in bed fully on his back with his smooth
shapely legs spread wide. His eyes were tightly closed and
he was mewing softly over and over. His long blonde tresses
formed a golden spray around his head as it rested on the
pillow. The palms of his hands caressed his full tits,
while the fingers with his rose colored nails pulled gently
on his thick nipples.
Greg's bottom was wiggling wildly now as Simon? used one
hand to hold his pussy lips apart as two of her fingers on
the other pumped in and out of his tight wet pussy. Greg
had already climaxed more than once, but was anxious for
more. Lying between her husband's shapely legs, Simon?
smiled up at him. She teased him, saying, "Oh, my! You are
a horny little slut, aren't you, sweetie? You just love
this, don't you... you naughty, naughty girl?"
Greg's only response was to sit up, open his eyes and look
at his wife. He then bent forward till he could give his
wife a long passionate kiss on her full red lips with his
own pouty pair, while she continued to finger-fuck his
cunt. When he finally broke the latest long hot kiss with
his wife, Greg panted, "Of course I love it, Simon?! I
really do! Just as much as I love you, honey."
Greg sighed out loud in pleasure, while pushing his bottom
towards his wife's thrusting fingers. Greg cried, "Gawd!
That feels wonderful Simon?! But I... I... want more."
"More?" Simon? asked feigning innocence. "Why whatever do
you mean, my sweet?"
"I want you to... to... fuck me. Please, honey," Greg
begged. "Please...f uck me!"
"Okay, my sweet, sweet darling." Simon? said with a sexy
smile. Then as she rose up on her knees she added with a
tiny laugh, "I thought you would never ask."
Greg watched his wife in anticipation. Simon? pulled
herself up in the bed, raised the hem of her chemise, and
then teasingly began to lower her full-cut lace panties. As
she slowly pulled her panties down, she whispered sexily to
her husband, "Is this what you want, sweetie?"
Without taking his eyes off his wife's pubic region, Greg
slowly nodded his head yes even as he unconsciously wet his
full lips with the tip of his tongue as the sight of
Simon?'s long thick penis finally came into view. It was
partially erect and very hesitantly he reached for it. With
a growing boldness he wrapped his small feminine hand
around the shaft, then instinctively he slowly began to rub
it. He could feel it growing even harder due to his touch.
As Simon? moved forward between her husband's legs, she
smiled as she felt Greg's slow stroking of her maleness,
helping her to get ready to fuck her sexy husband. She
studied Greg's face as he starred at his hand and her
groin. She knew exactly what was going through has head, as
if she could read his mind. Her cock was now thicker and
longer and her balls were larger than her husband's had
been when he had his own. She knew it embarrassed him that
his wife in one way was now more of a man than he had been.
She also knew that Greg hadn't completely accepted having
sex by being penetrated by her penis - it still seemed too
much like a homosexual act to him - but when he was excited
enough, as he was now, he would allow her to fuck him. It
had taken a great deal of patience and understanding by
them both, but when he had finally given into her, Greg had
discovered and had come to love the wonderful pleasure he
got by being on the receiving end of that magnificent male
tool.
Simon? was now fully erect, and Greg holding on to her cock
aimed it for the entrance to that warm wet velvety hole
that now existed between his legs. As the head of her cock
touched Greg's cunt lips, he felt her push in slightly to
start it on its journey. With his wife's cock in place,
Greg sighed in anticipation and layback to stare up at his
wife's beautiful face.
"Ready, love?" She asked the incredibly beautiful girl she
had lying below her, as she rested upon her knees and hands
above.
"Hmmmm..." Greg replied as he slowly closed his big bright
blue eyes, only to have them fly open a moment later as he
felt Simon?'s first thrust partially fill him with her hard
thick cock.
"Yesss!" he cried. Simon? pulled out slightly only to
thrust her hips forward once more, even more forcefully.
More of her husband's soft depths yielded to her hardness.
Then as she prepared for her next thrust, a pair of long
shapely legs joined her to assist in driving it home. "OH,
GOD! YEEEESSSSS!"
***
The sex had been totally incredible, and exhausting. Greg
laid on his side, his small body held in the gentle embrace
of his much larger wife. They had been cuddling like this
for over half an hour, and while Simon? had slowly drifted
off to sleep, Greg had spent most of the time quietly lying
there thinking.
He recalled how less than six months ago, their respective
positions would have been reversed, and he would
protectively cuddle his wife after having sex with her. But
now he was the one in her protective embrace - another
small concession he had made along with the forfeiture of
his manhood. And while part of him, the feminine side, if
you will, found being held like this both comforting and
enjoyable; the masculine side found it galling that he now
seemed to need the help and protection of his physically
larger wife.
He tried not to move and disturb his wife. He knew Simon?
was deeply asleep by the feeling of his wife's warm breasts
moving on his back from her regular breathing as she slept.
Felling her feminine warmth on his back caused him to
glance down at the large twin orbs jutting from his own
chest. Again he felt conflicted by what he saw. The
masculine part found the sight of his busty chest to be
very strange and disturbing even after all these weeks; but
the other part of him viewed the sight as perfectly normal
and seemed to be happy, and quite proud to have such a
wonderful large pair of tits.
Then there was the sex with his wife. He had to admit that
what they had just done together had been pleasurable, -
hell, it had been down right toe curling unbelievable - but
it seemed so wrong for him be on the receiving end of a
stiff prick, despite the fact that his body was now
equipped to do so. Despite his male-oriented homophobia, he
had managed to have sex with Simon? like that only because
of his deep love for her, and that he was still very
attracted to her, even though at times he found it awkward
to deal with her incredible new physique, and in particular
her eight-inch penis. Briefly he wondered if her cock had
grown again, since it had been a couple of weeks since they
last measured it - and it sure felt like it when she was
doing her best to stuff it inside him tonight.
Ever since he had first engaged in sexual intercourse with
Simon?, that was how it had been for him, but now Greg's
feminine part viewed it differently. His female side found
Simon?'s new larger, more muscular body marvelous, and
loved to be held by her, in awe at her physical size and
strength; but what that part loved most was Simon?'s large
thick cock, and viewed it as one of her most attractive
features. That part of him looked forward to having sex
with Simon? and having her enter his pussy, for it felt to
be perfectly natural and the right thing to do. His 'she'
part only felt truly alive when Simon? was inside her.
So Greg was not a happy man, but it was not only because he
felt so conflicted about these things. He was unhappy and
worried more over what he would find in the morning, as he
wondered if he would find himself changed even further. At
least he was fairly sure that the physical changes had
finally stopped, since he could find no evidence to the
contrary even as he studied his body almost religiously for
any new changes. It had been over two weeks now, and try as
he might he couldn't see any differences in this female
body he now wore.
Though far from happy over the fact that he was no longer
his former six foot, 196-pound masculine self, he was
grateful that physically he had stopped changing, but Greg
had something else worrying him now. It felt like things
were shifting around in his head now, and it was these
mental changes that were the scariest. He had felt lately
that his masculine feelings were being shunted to the side,
and these new growing feminine feelings were in ascendant,
and would soon supplant them. When they did, would there be
anything left of his old male self, except possibly his
memories. Crystal, the name bestowed upon him by his wife
for his girl self, would then be complete in both body and
mind, leaving him -where? He wasn't sure, but the very
thought scared him.
Despite these fears and doubts, he just couldn't tell
Simon? about them. He knew she had her own problems to deal
with over her own physical and sexual changes. Burdening
her with his own concerns wouldn't do any good, since she
could do nothing to stop what was happening any more than
he could. Besides, Greg couldn't tell her for a much more
basic reason, he was a man - if you could still call him
that given his current situation - and he needed to be
strong for her. So for the time being as long as the male
Greg existed, even if it was only in his head, he would be
the kind of husband she deserved, and he would do his best
to be brave for her - for them both - and hope that he
could find a way to get them out of this nightmare before
all these changes became permanent.
But to find a means to end it, there in lay the rub. He
knew of one way, but it was such an onerous solution that
he and Simon? had agreed not to use it even if they could
find no other way out. And in trying to find a solution,
his problem had been that what had happened to them was so
far beyond his normal experiences, that he had no idea how
to proceed. Since he couldn't find a solution to the
problem of what was happening to them, maybe it would be
better to go after the person responsible for doing this to
them and force them to end it. Except Greg wasn't sure he
could find a way to do even that though he knew who was to
blame - it was that bitch, Margo Tremaine. Margo, who
claimed to be a witch, had cursed them both with her magic
out of spite. Greg sighed sadly, as he once more silently
cursed the day he had first meet Margo, and had asked her
for a date.
To be continued.
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