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Overwhelmed By Jennifer White Alyssa Fields was a beautiful woman, smart, charming, and *ultra* feminine. So overwhelming was her femininity, that any man crossing her path would be attracted to her. She could not escape a man's notice. However, once the man got close to her, he would begin to spiral inwards towards her femininity. He would become overwhelmed by it, until it engulfed him. He would not understand what had just happened until it was too late.... *** Gary Thompson was a 30 year old man, normal in every way. He was a divorced father of two, on somewhat good terms with his ex. He was dating again, but nothing serious had come from his latest relationships. He was at a bar, looking for women he could pick up, but was not having any luck. A typical Friday. Until She came along. Alyssa walked into the club, and over to the bar. Every eye in the place was upon her. The women all looked at her with jealousy. They wished they were her. All the men looked at her with lust. They all wanted her, but little did they realize, they too all secretly wished that they were her. Gary was soon going to find this out for himself. Alyssa walked up to Gary, and asked, "Is this seat taken?" "No, please sit down," he replied, waving his arm in a grand gesture. "Thank you. I'm Alyssa. What's your name?" "I'm Gary," he said, extending his arm out for a friendly handshake, "I'm pleased to meet you." "Same here." replied Alyssa. "What are you drinking?" "Gin and tonic. Can I buy you a drink?" And so it went, a typical conversation at the bar between two people who did not know each other. Alyssa was very sexy, and wore clothes to show it off. Her red skirt ended right around the knees, but that was enough to make everyone think about what was inside it. Her bosom was full and ripe, with just enough of her breasts showing to make every man in the place drool. She had long red nails, and wore just the right amount of makeup. Her hair was very neatly cut, just above her shoulders. It shimmered, even in the dim light of the bar. Silky, smooth and blond. And then there were her eyes. They were gray blue, and seemed to pierce the heart with a stare. Despite all of her sexy womanly features, anyone looking at her face would most remember her for her eyes. Beyond her physical appearance, she moved with such ease and grace, she seemed to be floating rather than walking. She had *style*. She had an *aura*, a presence. The way a movie star could light up a screen, she could for the whole bar. Yet her attention was focused just on Gary, and he was in heaven. This gorgeous creature was talking to *him*! He felt instantly in love. He had to have this woman, and would do anything to be close to her. *** Gary woke up Saturday with a smile on his face. He had spent the whole night drinking and dancing with Alyssa, and she had been smiling the whole time! He had her phone number, and committed it to memory. He wasn't going to lose the chance of a lifetime by losing a piece of paper. He had a good memory, so it wasn't long before the number was etched in mind down cold. Her face, her body, they way she walked and talked... it was all so wonderful, and also was etched in his mind. He would never forget her he vowed. He would not have to worry, after the next few days, he would surely remember her always. The whole day, he went about his activities with her in mind. "She would like me more if I was thinner." he thought, starting immediately on a diet. He threw out his frozen pizzas and beer, replacing the junk food in the refrigerator with healthy veggies, lean cuisine, juices, tofu, and a few bottles of wine. "If she comes over, I can't have the house looking like this!" he thought when the groceries were put away. He spent the next few hours dusting, cleaning, vacuuming, washing the windows, and even cleaning out under the cushions of the couch. Still not satisfied, he decided that the room needed something. He ran out to the grocery store again, before it closed at 10pm, and purchased two bouquets of flowers. He came home, trimmed the ends, and placed them into vases left over from his marriage. They had been wedding presents, and had been gathering dust ever since the divorce. The flowers lightened up the room, and filled it with a clean smell. He decided that it was much better for her now, and that he would continue in morning with his efforts to make the place presentable. He called her, and they talked until the small hours of the morning. *** On normal Sundays, Gary would get up and golf 18 holes, then go down to the bar to watch football with the guys. This day, he only thought of Alyssa when he awoke. He had a healthy breakfast, and went jogging for an hour. Upon returning, he went to work outside in the garden, weeding, trimming, edging, and making the yard look nice. He decided that in the spring, he would plant more flowers and put in some flowering bushes too. She would like that. After taking a shower, he realized what a mess his bathroom was. The next two hours were spent scrubbing and cleaning until it was nice. How he wouldn't feel bad if she came over and saw what sort of state it was in. He got dressed, and shook his head at the clothes hanging in his closet. What had he been thinking when he bought these things? He got out a large trash bag from the garage, and started to pull out clothes to give to the poor. Jerseys from football and baseball. T-shirts with sports logos on them. Plain gray workout shirts. He could never wear those in front of her. What would she think? Soon, he needed a second bag because of all the clothes he was getting rid of. Gary dropped the clothes of at the Salvation Army store, then headed over to the mall. He needed a few things for home. By the evening, his living room looked much nicer with the Monet prints replacing the pictures of baseball stadiums, the Renior prints instead of the train pictures in his room, the new stuffed kitties on his bed stand, and the new window treatments for the bathroom and the kitchen. Yes, Alyssa would like his house better now. At 10pm, he called her, and again they spoke for hours. He asked her if they could get together soon, and she seemed enthusiastic. Gary's heart raced, and he could not wait to see her again. *** Alyssa suggested that on Tuesday, she would meet Gary for dinner, then perhaps a movie afterwards. Gary had just read a review of a new place in town with a great wine list, healthy fish and salad dishes, as well as wonderful ambiance. He also saw in the paper a new movie just out with a female ensemble cast, which looked very promising. If Alyssa didn't want to see it, he would go out on his own the next day. But he hoped she liked it. He wanted to please her. After work, Gary took a shower. As he washed himself, he wondered what Alyssa would think of his hairy chest. He decided that she would like him better if it was smooth, like a swimmer of a weight lifter. He shaved the hair off his chest, the back of his neck, and his shoulders. Surveying the results, he decided that the hair in his armpits looked out of place now that the rest of his chest was smooth. Off it went. He glanced down at the hair in the drain. He would have to clean that out when he was done. All that hair was gross. Like the hair on his legs. Alyssa had such nice, smooth legs. He wondered what his would look like shaven. What a great idea! When they finally embraced, the feel of her smooth skin against his would be exquisite! He could not wait. And they would look so cute together! He set about shaving the legs too. Gary was proud of what he had accomplished as he toweled off after the shower. He carefully cleaned the hair out of the drain, and went about dressing for his date. As he put on his clothes, he could not help but feel inadequate. Alyssa got to wear such exciting sexy clothes! She wore skirts, low cut blouses, hot shoes... but all he had were pants and shirts. It just didn't seem fair. Why did she get all the good stuff to wear? He wished he could dress up in cool clothes like she did. He used the blow-dryer on his hair, and stared at his face. It just seemed so monotone. Alyssa wore light makeup, giving her face a radiant glow, and highlighting her features. Perhaps he should go out and buy some, so he could look better for her? But alas, there was no time, he had to hurry getting ready. He had not planned on the time it would take to shave himself. Next time they had a date, he would leave more time to prepare. That and making a quick run to the drugstore for makeup. Gary felt ashamed at his clothes as he dressed up, again feeling inadequate, since Alyssa got to wear so much better clothes than he did. He wondered what she would wear tonight? He grabbed his car keys, and headed out. *** At the appointed hour, Gary arrived at the restaurant, which Alyssa had suggested. He walked in, and went over to the bar. There she was! His heart stopped for a moment. She was just so lovely! All the guys in the bar were trying to hit on her, but *he* was the one she was waiting for. He walked over, and she flashed him a smile, which made him weak in the knees. In fact, he felt weak all over. She just did that to him! He was so excited to be with her, after all of the waiting. Now it was time! Alyssa was holding a white pager from the restaurant, which started to beep and flash. "That's us hon." she said. They stood up, and walked over to the table, following the young woman seating them. She was 20 years old, extremely attractive, with perky breasts wrapped in a soft blue glossy sweater. But Gary didn't even look at her. He was transfixed with Alyssa. They sat down, and made small talk as Alyssa ordered a bottle of wine for the dinner. She was dressed in a white blouse, long black skirt with a slit down the side, sensible flats, Nothing overtly sexy or revealing, yet she was clearly the hottest thing in the place. Gary had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. They moved from small talk about work to other topics. They were still getting to know each other, so the conversation was somewhat cautious. Gary didn't want to get into politics or anything where there was a chance of offending her, and scaring her off so early in what he was sure was going to be a long-term relationship. Alyssa was being cautions, as any woman would an early date. Alyssa ordered the Caesar salad for dinner, while Gary opted for the Greek salad. He wanted to impress her that he ate right. At the same time, he really didn't have any desire for a big steak anyway. It was normally his favorite, but tonight he just didn't feel like it was appetizing or anything. So salad it was. He listened to her raptly, watching the way her hair moved, her lips, and the flash of her eyes. He was so mesmerized that he hardly ate anything. When he knew that it was getting to be the end of the meal, he started to wonder how he could get her to go home with him, to make the date last longer. "Gary, I've had a wonderful night," she said to him, making his heart leap. "Me too!" he said, trying not to sound too overly eager. It didn't work. "I'd love to do this again some time, and get to know you better." Alyssa said. "I have to get up early for work tomorrow though, so I'll have to take a raincheck on the movie." Gary felt as if a ten ton weight was dropped on him. She was going to leave so soon? He gasped, struggling for air, and the right words to say. Alyssa noticed his distress, and put his mind at east. "Don't worry hon, I'm not dumping you. How about you come over to my place for one quick drink, then we'll call it a night." The ten tons of weight on Gary's shoulders suddenly became ten tons of TNT bursting below him, skyrocketing his emotions into orbit. He was going to *her* place! She gave him her address, and he followed her there in his car. Once inside, Gary gasped as he looked around, as if he was in an art museum. He drank in every last detail of how she artfully arranged the furniture and the decorations, as well as how her tastes ran from the wine on the rack in the kitchen, to the types of flowers planted in her yard. Inside, Gary vowed that he would remake his place to be more like hers. Her place was just perfect! They sipped a fruity tasting chardonnay, and chatted some more. One drink turned into two, then they polished off the entire bottle. Gary was relating to her so much better than he ever had to any woman! She had to be 'the one'. With other women, it seemed like there was a gap between them, which blocked their communications. But with Alyssa, he somehow knew just what she meant. He found it easy to listen patiently to her, until it was his turn to talk. Most men interrupt women when they talk, which makes them frustrated because she is not being heard, or really listened to. Gary had fallen into that pattern all too often in the past, like most men did. He didn't even realize it back then. But now, somehow, he found it easy to communicate *properly* with a woman, the way another woman would. When the last drop of the delicious wine was gone, Gary took the glasses back to the kitchen to rinse out before putting them into the dishwasher. He walked back to the living room, and they started to say good-bye. When he made it to the front door, he almost tripped over a plastic bag, which was stuffed full. "Oh I'm so sorry," said Alyssa. "That's my dry-cleaning! I didn't have time to take it in today. I left it there instead of letting it get all damp in the car." "That's okay!" insisted Gary. "I'm just fine. Actually, I have to take in *my* dry-cleaning tomorrow. Tell you what: I'll take yours in too, and save you a trip." Gary was proud of himself that he was going to perform a selfless act for her, and that she would think more of him, even though he had almost been clumsy enough to trip on her clothes bag. For the final good-bye, Alyssa gave Gary a little hug. It was too soon to kiss, but the hug was more than enough for Gary. It conveyed more emotion and feeling to him than having sex with any other woman would have. He could almost cry, because he was so overjoyed! He drove home through the murky darkness of the night, smiling at his good fortune. *** When Gary arrived back at his place, he opened the trunk, and pulled out Alyssa's bag of clothes for the cleaners. She had set the example of not wanting them to get damp overnight, so he would put them beside his own clothes rather than leaving them in the car. But then a thought crossed his mind: stuffed into that little bag, they were going to get all wrinkled. She wouldn't like that. Perhaps he should take them out, and hang them over a chair. Then in the morning, he could put them back in the bag, and take them in to the cleaners in a much better state. He smiled as he dumped out the bag, and began to put the contents over the chair. Gary's hand trembled as he touched *her* clothes. First, there was a brown skirt. It was soft and smooth. He ran his hand over it and sighed. He put it across the arm of the chair, then reached in for the next article of clothes. It was a light blue sweater, with a low cut V in the front. It was very soft and fuzzy, just begging to be touched. Gary held it close, and noticed that on the clothes he could smell *her*. It was a combination of her perfume, and her own natural smell. It was intoxicating for him, and he breathed deeply of it. After he laid out the sweater, he next found a silky undergarment. It was a light tan color (the word 'ecru' popped into his mind). It had thin shoulder straps, and must have hung down to just above her knees. It was so soft! So silky and smooth! Just like her skin. Oh, what it must feel like to have something like this covering your body, so that every little movement you made would brush against the fabric! A thought grew in Gary's mind. He had just shaved his body that night, so he was smooth skinned too now, just like her! He wanted to *feel* what it was like to wear something like what he was holding in his hand. He wanted to feel what she felt. It wasn't long before he was naked, and slipping into her undergarment. Just as he had anticipated, the feel of the soft silk against his skin was exquisite! He just tingled all over! It was the best feeling he ever experienced, other than hugging Alyssa. Now the skirt beckoned him. What if he put that on too? He'd be dressed more like *her*. He could feel what she felt as it swished as she moved. He stepped into it, and zipped up the back. Then, he picked up the sweater. He knew that that color of blue did *not* go with the brown at all, but it was hers, so what choice did he have? He pulled it over his head, breathing deeply the light aroma of her perfume lingering on the soft fibers. Gary walked to his bedroom, to look in the full-length mirror. He saw himself wearing a skirt and a girl's sweater! He was dressed up like her! But he felt very inadequate again. First of all, he was so flat up top! He could just imagine how the sweater would look if it was placed over the sweet curves of Alyssa's body. Her soft mounds on her chest would have made it look so much better! And without curves in his hips, the skirt paled in comparison to how it would have looked on her. And again, his face was so plain. It cried out for a light touch of makeup like *she* used. It dawned on him that the local 'superstore' was open 24 hours a day! He could go out right now, and get what he needed! He grabbed his coat from the closet. It was a 'trench coat' style, which he wore with his suits at work. As it turned out, the coat just barely covered the skirt, so someone looking at him would not know that underneath, he was in fact wearing women's clothes. But this didn't even dawn on him. He just grabbed the first coat he found, so eager was he to make it to the store. Once at the store, he grabbed a shopping cart, and first headed over to the women's clothing department. He grabbed a pair of pantyhose, in the tan color, to match the natural he of Alyssa's legs. Next, he selected a packet of Hane's Her Way panties, with their inviting curves and soft white cotton fibers. He wandered through the bra department, looking at the dazzling array of choices. He never realized there were so many! What in the world would she wear? Did he want underwire? Racerback? Extra support? Padding? A Wonderbra? How about the color? There was white, black, pink, purple, blue... not to mention the size! He had no idea of how women's sizes ran. What was the difference between a 32A and a 38DD? He decided to go something in the middle, selecting a white uplift bra, with extra padding and frilly lace, in size 36C. Next was the makeup department. They had several "all in one" kits, which came in a cool bag with see-through plastic sides. Kind of like a lunch box, but filled with all sorts of goodies. He grabbed it, figuring it would save him from digging through all the piles of makeup, not knowing what to get. He also grabbed the most expensive bottle of perfume, hoping against hope that it matched her scent. He didn't know enough to even try the tester at the counter. He was going to head to the register, when he noticed the shoe department. He looked at all of the cool women's shoes. Guys didn't get much to choose from in shoes; black or brown, in just a few styles. Meanwhile, women got to pick from so many wonderful shapes, heel sizes, and colors! Cool pointy toes, different profiles... they were dazzling in their array of choices. He was transfixed staring at a pair of red pumps, so he dug through the boxes to find the largest size they had. He knew that women's shoe sizes differed from men's, but he had no idea how to go between the two. Walking down the aisle, he noticed some cute little teddy bears and stuffed kitties in the toy section. Alyssa had things like that laid out on her bed, so he grabbed the cutest ones he could find. As Gary reached the next department, he went to grab some mouthwash, which he was running low on. At the end of the aisle, he saw the feminine care section. He decided that since she was destined to move in with him, he would impress her by stocking up on some of the items she would need. He just felt like he needed to have some of them around the house anyway. He grabbed some Always pantyliners, Tampax tampons, and a Summer's Eve douche. He needed deodorant, so he decided to try Secret. And he grabbed some of the women's shavers, hoping they would do a better job next time he did his legs. The shopping cart was full, and Gary was feeling tired, since it was so late. He finally made it to the cash register, but picked up a few of the women's magazines from the stand by the register. If she read things like Cosmo, Redbook and Glamour, then he should too. After bringing in all the bags, Gary laid it all out on his bed. He stripped naked, and began by putting on the panties, including a liner, just so he could see how it felt. Next, he put on the bra, which laid flat against his chest. He pulled out a box of tissues, and proceeded to stuff the cups full. There. Now it would look right under the sweater. He got into the pantyhose, but caused a run because he didn't know enough to roll up each leg first, and not to just pull from the top. Oh well, he could always go back to the store! It wasn't too bad of a run, so he could make do for now. Next, he put Alyssa's clothes back on. The feel of the skirt against his legs was now even more exciting, with the pantyhose seeming to amplify every little touch of the fabric against his silky smooth skin. Standing in front of the mirror, he was now feeling a more satisfied. He had bumps on his chest, although they were not as perfect as the rolling curves of hers. And his face was still so pale and even in color! He picked up the makeup kit, and headed to the bathroom. First he put on a layer of foundation. The makeup covered the pores of his face, engulfing him in a gentle mask. Once it was dry, he started by applying some red to his cheeks. He did a terrible job, with big globs in some places, but hardly any in others. He tried to smooth it out with a brush, but it was no good. Oh well, he would take it off and practice again later. Next, he took a go at his eyes, putting blue on the lids, and some brown and red under the arch of his eyebrows. His eyebrows just looked too thick! He pulled out the razor, and tried to trim back some of the excessive growth. But he had to resort to pulling out some of the hairs with a tweezers. Ouch! It hurt! But if she did it, so could he! Once satisfied that his eyebrows were more slender, he applied mascara to his lashes. He wasn't good at that either, and it came out clumpy. Some hairs stuck together, while others were barely covered at all. He did better with the lipstick, although he realized once looking in the mirror that he had picked *way* to bright of a red color for his face. He would need one of the more subtle ones, perhaps in the maroon range? Only then did it dawn on him: duh! This months Cosmo was the special makeover edition! He picked it up, and read it for an hour, reading carefully about techniques to use and how to bring out certain features of a face. He used some isopropyl alcohol and cotton balls he had in the cupboard to remove his makeup, and try again. This second time, he fared much better, although inexperienced hands plus cheap makeup did not make the job any easier. He realized that if he was going to do this right, he was going to have to shop at a higher end department store, and get the good stuff. Now he took a shot at doing his nails in a bright red color. He actually did a very good job of it, so after two coats and some clear coat, his nails looked very good! This was encouraging! He gave himself a splash of the perfume, and sighed in ecstasy, when he realized that somehow, he had picked *her* scent! It was so lovely, with it's light floral touch, but not too overpowering. Leave it to her to pick the perfect perfume too! Gary walked to the bedroom, and unboxed the shoes. His feet were a little too big for them, but he managed to force them in. It was very tight, especially being much more narrow than his feet. But if she managed to wear shoes like that, nothing was going to stop him from doing it. He had to spend the next half hour practicing how to walk in pumps. It was a lot different! He was teetering precariously, and almost fell several times. But after a while, he was getting good at it. It was 4:00am, and Gary was exhausted. He called in to his work number, and left a message that he was sick, and would not be coming in that morning. He took off his makeup, and sat down for a minute to stretch on the couch before taking off his shoes. That was a mistake, because within thirty seconds he was fast asleep, dreaming of Alyssa. *** Gary spent the next few days practicing and learning some more about the right ways to put on makeup, wear clothing, and walk in high heel shoes. He wrote down the brands and sizes of Alyssa's clothes, and went to the mall to replace them. He found new versions of everything she had given him. He had the new ones washed, so that he could keep the ones which were actually *hers*. He also bought some high-end cosmetics at the department stores, and several outfits of his own (following her general tastes of course). He spoke to her on the phone every night, while dressed in her clothes! He felt *so* close to her. By the end of the week, not only were they talking on the phone like old friends, but he was getting very good at dressing, and applying the makeup. He would talk to her on the phone, dressed in her clothes, trying to feel closer to her. He felt that he was making progress. He gave up on the tissues (after going through a box each day at first), and managed to find silicon breast forms to wear instead. He found a place, which specialized in large women's shoe sizes, and he purchased several pairs, so he would have a choice to coordinate properly with whatever outfit he selected for the day. Tired of his short hair, he bought a nice long brown haired wig, which came down to just below his shoulders. He made sure he styled it so that his new earrings were not obscured. He brushed back his hair with his hand, which was showing the effects of the hand softening cream he had been applying every day. He was not as smooth as her yet, but he would work on that. He also noticed how much better his hands looked once he went to the press-on nails. It would take a while for his own nails to grow long enough to satisfy him. Grabbing his purse, he made sure he had his lipstick, and he went out to his car. The chill wind under his skirt gave him shivers up and down his spine. He was going out to buy some more flowers, some wine, and some shitake mushrooms to cook for dinner when Alyssa came over that night. She was going to be so impressed! He had worked hard, and had really made his house look much better. Much more like *hers*. After the grocery store and 'The Wine Barrel', he made one last trip to the cleaners, to pick up the clothes he had dropped off. He had been careful not to wear any of her clothes that night; she might notice that. He wanted to show off how good his own taste in clothes was. He hoped she would think the ones coming back from the cleaners were really hers. He just couldn't bear to part with the ones she had given him, because *she* had worn them. *** At 7:30, right on time, Alyssa rang the doorbell. Gary checked his makeup one last time, flipped his hair back, and sauntered over to the door. "Hello girlfriend!" he said, greeting her with a smile. His teeth looked extra white with the contrast of his darkened lips. It had turned out that he was right, and maroon was the best color for his face. "Hello." said Alyssa, somewhat disappointed. She had hoped somehow that this wasn't going to happen again. She thought that this one would manage to keep himself. But here he was, sinking into femininity, just like all of the others. She decided that she was going to have to make love to him tonight, before he lost the ability to penetrate her. Oh, how she hated this! She had been shunned by all the boys in school as far back as she could remember, because her femininity scared them. Not it attracted boys left and right, but as soon as they grew close to her, she would overwhelm them, and they would start to do what Gary had done. She had tried to be careful! What had she done wrong this time? She had kept her visits with him spaced out, yet he was turning himself into a woman, just like all the others had. Alyssa's last boyfriend had just called that week to tell her that he was officially a she now. And the one before that had adopted a baby, because she felt such a strong urge to nurture a child. Each of these men (and the dozens before that) were women now, in every way, except the inability to become pregnant. And how that must sting for them! She knew a few natural born women who were infertile, and knew the agony they suffered. Perhaps it was time to try something different with Gary, and see if she could shock him out of what he was doing. The first man she dated, in college, had started to dress up like her. She had yelled at him, screaming, "What in the hell are you doing!!!" He had responded back as if he didn't understand what she meant. He had gone so far over the edge, he really thought that he was a women, her lesbian girlfriend! She had tried helping them adjust, but it only seemed to speed up the process. She tried a lesbian affair, but it wasn't for her; she needed a man. She tried to threaten one young man that she would expose him in front of all his friends, if he didn't stop it right away. He told her that they already knew! He had bragged that he was a pretty girl now! Alyssa had gone years without a relationship, but she was lonely. She needed a man. Why did she have to be cursed like this? She had even tried online dating. She didn't know if it was her fault, or if she had picked the wrong man from the get-go, but when she met him in person for the first time, he unbuttoned his shirt to reveal that he was wearing a bra underneath. Now what to do about Gary? The poor thing. He was really trying to look pretty, and doing a fairly good job of it. He had no shame, no qualms about wearing a dress, right in front of her! No doubt he had been going around in public like that. She shook her head. Well, she would try something different this time, and see if it worked out any better. She thought of her old college roommate, Jasmine. The way the hair from Gary's wig laid on his shoulder reminded her of Jasmine. "Hello Jasmine." she said. "Jasmine, who's that?" replied Gary. "Why you are, silly!" "Me? No, I'm Gary." "If you're Gary, then why do you have breasts? And why are you so pretty? Gary would never show up for a date wearing a skirt. No, you must be Jasmine. Now tell me who you are!" "I... I'm Jasmine" he replied. He didn't understand it, but if that is what she wanted, then it was what *he* wanted too. "Jasmine, tell me how you know me." said Alyssa. "Why, we met in a bar and..." "No!" she snapped, cutting him off. "You went to college with me. You were my roomie. We've known each other for years." "I lived in your room?" asked Jasmine, stunned. "Yes. We were like sisters." "I am your *sister*." said Jasmine, excitedly. "Your girlfriend, your sister." "And do you know why we stopped rooming together?" asked Alyssa. "No, I don't remember." "Because you fell in love with me. You told me you wanted to make love to me, and I ran away." "Yes! I do want you!" said Jasmine. "I'd do anything for you!" "And that's why you had the operation." "What operation?" said Jasmine, puzzledly. "Now look, don't play dumb with me!" said Alyssa, feigning anger. "I'm sorry, I just can't seem to remember. Please my love, please forgive me!" "I will, but you must promise to be loyal to me, and do whatever I say. Don't ever go against my wishes." "I promise, with all my heart! I will never do anything you don't want," said Jasmine. "All right, I'll forgive you. And I'll remind you. You wanted me so much, that you had surgery, so that you could satisfy me sexually." "What do you mean?" asked Jasmine, still confused. "Well look, are you a boy or a girl?" "I'm a girl silly!" she laughed. What a stupid question! What was wrong with Alyssa? "Yes, you're a girl. But feel between your legs. What do you have down there?" "I have... ew! I have a dick! No! This is wrong! Where is my vagina? What did you do to me?" "I did nothing. You had a penis created for your body." "I did?" "Yes, you did. You told me that you would do it so that we could have sex, and both of us be satisfied. You do want to satisfy me, don't you?" "Of course baby. I want to make love to you, and satisfy you. But why can't you just suck my pussy? I want to feel your tongue penetrate me! I want to feel your tongue inside me!" "That's what I think about you. That's why you got your penis." "But it's so awful! It just hangs there between my legs! And these balls... they just dangle there. Look! My panties have a bulge. This is just awful. Why do *I* have to be the one with a dick? How..." she trailed off into tears. "There, there." said Alyssa, hugging Jasmine. "Poor baby. I know it must be hard for a girl like you to realize that she has a penis. But you're all girl to me. In my eyes, you're completely female." "Really?" asked Jasmine. "I mean, even with this awful thing?" "Yes, even with that. Let me show you why you got it." she said, taking Jasmine by the hand, heading to the bedroom. Epilogue: Alyssa and Jasmine were married on June 20th the following summer. Alyssa had convinced Jasmine to keep the penis, so they could have sex whenever they wanted. It wasn't six months after the wedding (both wore bridal dresses) that Alyssa became pregnant. As a concession to Jasmine for having to keep the penis, Alyssa allowed her to get breast implants and hip surgery, so that she could have a more feminine figure. Today, they live together in happiness, raising their daughters,