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The Trophy Wife
by Brittany Bottoms
Part One
As I sit here now I am a Desperate Housewife, yes I know the
show is popular but I really feel like one of those women in the
television show. I never intended to be a 36-year-old Mother of
three as a matter of fact I did not even intend to be a woman!
It all happened when I failed to be as successful in the retail
world as I wanted to. I graduated from college with a degree in
marketing I had the world on a string and my future seemed
bright.
I opened a retail-clothing store, one that sold high end men's
and women's clothing. For the first two years things seemed to
be going as planned, but shortly into the spring of 2002 my
business went flop. I lost everything I had worked so hard for
I was a 30-year-old failure. I was so depressed so down as I had
to file for bankruptcy and sell everything to pay for the
lawyers fees and Taxes there seemed to be know hope for me. I
had no place to live no money and no choice left but to go back
home to my parents.
For two months, I sat in my parent's house not even attempting
to get out and find a job I just sat in my own misery. My mother
began to worry about me so she called a few of my high school
friend that still lived in the area to come over and cheer me
up.
It was great seeing my old friends and how much they had
changed. Nick had gone off
to college, dropped out and came back home to manage a fast food
restaurant in town.
Brandon was now managing the bank in downtown Buck Headsprings.
Donovan got married right out of high school and was now the
father of two cute girls.
The one that surprised me the most was Jim, Jim my best friend
since the third grade was now a doctor at the local hospital.
Not just any doctor but the chief of orthopedics and a managing
partner in the day-to-day business of the hospital.
Here I sat around the ones that knew me the best and I never
felt more like a failure in my life. Everyone of those guys was
successful and I lived with my parents. As we sat there and
reminisced about old times.
I found out a lot about my friends that I did not know. Brandon
the manager of the bank never found love, he just worked
everyday, married to his job. Donovan worked at the local mill
making minimum wage and barely getting by.
Nick had developed a bad drinking problem and had already been
though three divorces. Jim had a wife who died in a convenience
store robbery. He began to cry as he told us that she had gone
to the corner store to get a gallon of milk, when an armed thug
came in to rob the store. She was killed in the cross fire
leaving him alone with a two year old boy and a four year old
girl.
As the weeks went on we stayed in touch, my friends and I. I
began to realize that my life was not that bad after all. One
morning I looked into the mirror and decided it was time to put
my life back together. Through not caring about my appearance I
looked rough, my hair had grown to my shoulders and I had a full
beard. My clothes hung loosely on my body for I had lost a great
deal of weight because of my depression. As I began to shave, I
decided I would leave my hair this length it might make me look
like a Fabio type or something. Dressed and ready to go I asked
my mom could I borrow her car to try to get a job.
I began to get depressed as I went from business to business and
no one was hiring. I tried the mall. I thought surely with my
degree I can get a job in management or something. Place after
place nothing; I could feel the depression starting all over
again so I decided to head home. Returning home there was a note
on the kitchen table that said Jim had called and wanted me to
call him when I returned home.
"Hi, this is Aaron."
"Ey, Buddy just wanted to see if you wanted to have lunch."
"Ey man, I guess that's OK man, I have been looking for a job
all morning, no one is hiring, let's talk about it over lunch."
"Let's say 20min downtown at the Buck Head Grill."
"See ya then."
I really did not feel like going but I figured Jim would cheer
me up. Jim met me in the parking lot, and we found a table and
sat down.
He said, "I have been thinking there is a shortage of nurses at
the hospital and all you would have to do is go to school for
about 4 months and you could have your RN license and a
guaranteed job."
"That's a girl's job, why would I want that?"
"Lots of guys are nurses and plus you are not in a position to
be picky."
As we finished the meal over small talk, I thought about his
proposal and decided that I would become a registered Nurse.
I began school the next month trying as hard as I could to make
this crazy idea work. Jim would call me every day to see how I
was doing and if I had any questions he could answer. We would
go out occasionally to a bar or a restaurant I had so much fun
hanging out and partying. My hair had grown out well below my
shoulders. I always made sure it was clean and kept in a
ponytail. I continued to loose weight and now wore a medium
shirt.
One night at a sports bar in town Mike said, "you know we are
together so much why don't you come and live with the kids and
me. Free Room and board and I definitely need help with Anna and
Carter. You can have your own room, come, and go as you please."
After a short time of deliberating, I thought that is not a bad
idea, get away from mom and dad and hang out with my friend.
Things began to look up. I was doing well in nursing school. I
was somewhat out on my own and was having the time of my life
hanging out with my buddy and his two children. We had a team,
Jim would cook and I would clean the dishes or I would cook and
he would clean the dishes. Every other night I would bath the
kids and he would do Anna's homework with her.
9:00 we would put the kids to bed flop down in the couch I would
study and he would watch sports; we had a regular family. One
night I was studying for a test the next morning and Jim was
flipping through the channel Jim stumbled across a Nat Geo
Documentary on Male to Female Transsexuals. I could not believe
that the women on the documentary used to be men. Jim said yes,
I treated a few MTF transsexuals in med school. It is amazing
what you can do to a human being with hormones and plastic
Surgery. I know of several doctors that do surgery on men to
make them look more feminine, it is almost unbelievable.
Jim and I grew closer we were almost like husband and wife
except both of us where male. One Friday night Jim and I decided
to go to the mall and people watch and grab a bite to eat. We
sat on the bench in the mall-admiring women as they walked by
talked about goofy looking people and had a blast.
Out of nowhere Jim turned to me and said, "I have never been
closer to anyone than I am with you, we almost read each other
minds. I have been thinking since we watched that documentary
together on Nat Geo I want to make you my wife."
"You sick freak, what are you talking about, I am a straight
male I don want to be a female, much less a queer."
"Hear me out - I will make you the most beautiful woman in Buck
Head, you will have everything you ever wanted and you will
never have to work again plus you will be with the kids and me
forever."
"Oh, absolutely not I am not a queer and I do not want your
money."
"Let's make a deal to live as a girl for one week and I will
give you one million dollars in cash f you don't want to
continue to be a girl. You can take the money and leave, but if
you do decide to continue on the path to become my wife I will
promise you the best life any woman could have."
"Ok, one week but only one week and I want my money after the
week is over."
Spring break from school was the week we decided to make our
deal. Jim woke me the first day with breakfast in bed with fresh
cut flowers in the most feminine vase. He sat next to me in bed
as I ate. He said that we would go to the mall after breakfast
and buy me a couple of outfits to wear during my week as a girl.
I decided I would play along. After getting out of the shower I
blow-dried my hair left it down it is naturally curly so it
looked somewhat feminine.
I put on a lime green t-shirt, blue jeans and a pair of Adidas
track shoes with a jeans jacket to top it off. I thought I
looked androgynous enough to maybe get people confused.
As I walked down the steps the kids said to Jim, "Daddy who is
that woman?"
Jim chuckled and said "that is just Aaron."
Anna said, "oh, Aaron you look just like a mommy."
I shot Jim a dirty look as he grinned at her words. The baby
sitter arrived, so Jim and I went to the mall.
Our first store was Victoria's Secret. Jim said that you have to
have your basics. One hour and $500 later I had the basics: size
32 A bras in every color, small panties in every style,
stockings, tights and socks to match everything.
I asked Jim why I needed so much for a week he said he was just
wishful thinking. We went to the Abercrombie and Fitch next. Jim
picked out all the latest styles: Low rise jeans, pink corduroy
pants, black slacks, a jeans pleated mini skirt, velour track
pants, and a sweater skirt. I thought wow he really wants this
to work.
Next came the tops: turtle neck sweaters, printed long slave
tees, low cut blouses, women's button up business shirts in all
patterns, a women's pink sports coat and a velour top to match
the bottoms.
I began to get impressed. Next came the matching scarves and a
pink poncho. As we left the clothing store with $1500 in
clothes, I knew Jim was serious about our bet. Shoes I guess,
Jim liked girl's shoes because he picked every style imaginable
black and brown knee high boots with 4 inch heels, stilettos in
every color, brown, black, white, and pink.
Each pair cost about $125.
I was amazed at this man's determination. High heel shoes with
ankle straps some with bows he just kept on buying. Boots in
three colors, the shoes kept coming all in all he spent $5000
that day to make me his wife.
Part Two
I awoke on the third morning of our bet thinking this is not
that bad. I have a friend that is trying to make me happy, two
children that adore me and all the clothes a person could want.
After a shower, I slipped into a pair of white thong panties.
They felt so good on my legs as I slid them to their place in my
crack. I had decided to shave my legs the day before after Jim
made fun of the way I looked in a skirt with my hair showing.
While I was shaving my legs, I thought what the hell why not
shave everything.
So I did except for a little brown triangle above my woody. Here
I was a 32 year old hairless male trying to look feminine. I
decided it was time to make a decision either be a futureless
male nurse our be Mrs. Jim Finlather.
Coming down the stairs I had on my blue jeans pleated mini skirt
with a pink low cut sweater, the one where the sleeves go over
my hands and pink wool knee high boots.
Anna said, "Aaron you look beautiful I never would have thought
you where a boy."
Jim looked at me and said, "you look great."
Breakfast was great, French toast and sausage. The kids went to
the playroom to play and I knew it was time to make a decision.
I took Jim in my hands and said, "make me your wife." Tears
formed in his eyes as he said, "I promise you won't regret
this."
Jim went to work immediately on his plan to make me his wife. He
explained that it would take about a year for all the changes to
be finished. He wanted me to finish nursing school and to live
full time as a woman at home.
After we talked, I told him I really felt uncomfortable about
sex and romance with him in my present state. He told me that
the hormones I would be on and the help of a psychiatrist would
help change my thoughts.
He wrote me a check for one Million dollars with no date on it
He said if you ever decide to back out, this is all yours. That
night I lay in my bed thinking 'what will I look like? How would
I know what to wear, what makeup to put on? How will I have sex
with Jim?' I finally drifted off to sleep knowing that my world
was about to change.
Jim was a man of his word. Two months later I graduated from
nursing school. The hormone regime that Jim had me on was
working well. I could tell things where growing and moving, my
emotions were a wreck. I would cry over nothing, for instance
one time my favorite pair of low rise jeans where tight on my
hips you would have thought it was the end of the world. I cried
for two hours. My breasts where growing at a slow pace. Jim said
that I would be about the same size as my mother, she is a 34 b.
Jim informed me he would make sure they where an adequate size
before he was finished.
I grew closer with the children and began to enjoy my new life.
I worked part time at the hospital in the children's ward as a
female nurse. My coworkers had no idea that under my white
tights and nurses dress I still was all boy. Jim would come and
visit me from time to time and all the other nurses would ask me
questions.
"What's up with you and Dr Finlather? You two make a cute
couple."
I just thought 'you people have no idea.'
My favorite time of the year is fall. My life was moving along
perfectly. Jim had informed me that the hormones had done as
much as they possible could and he needed to talk to me about
the surgeries that he had in mind.
After tucking the kids to bed, I ran myself a bubble bath. I
looked into the mirror to look at my now feminine body, long
wavy brown hair cascaded midway down my back. My facial features
had not changed much just soften up by hormones and
electrolysis. My pert teenage breast had grown to a small B cup;
my hairless body was framed by two long legs and a brown patch
of pubic hair. I looked at myself in anticipation of what was to
come.
Sitting at the foot of our bed Jim told me of the plans to make
me his trophy wife. D breast implants will be inserted behind my
pectoral muscle giving me a complete set of DD mounds. Silicon
pads would be inserted into my hips and bottom to give me a more
hourglass figure. My Achilles tendons would be surgically
shortened to make my feet into a Barbie doll arch so that my
butt would poke out more and I would be more comfortable wearing
5 and 6-inch heels.
My face would see the most work. He said that he had a facial
plastic surgeon that he became friends with in med school who
was the best in the business. He said my eyelids would be
clipped and shortened to make me have a more doe eyed look.
Silicon implants inserted in my cheeks to make them more
feminine. The bone in my chin would be scraped in order to give
it a female appearance. My lips would be injected with a state
of the art gel that would make them plump and subtle forever. My
nose will be recreated to be smaller and have a cute upturned
look to it. Liposuction to my entire body to shape and form it.
In other words I would be a living, breathing doll.
I said, "Jim is all that going to be painful?"
He said, "yes and that is why I am going to put you into a
comatic state for two months so you won't be in pain, you will
only wake up to your new life."
"What about this?" I said pointing to a small useless penis.
"The hormones have made it useless."
"That is entirely up to you. Through the marvels of modern
technology we can remove your penis and make a vagina and find
a female donor to donate you a womb, uterus and any other
reproductive organs, but I am leaving that up to you."
As I sat there I began to look at Jim in a different view. He
really loved me and I loved him, I wanted to be his wife and I
wanted him to take me. I sled my body closer to his removing my
robe I leaned to kiss him and he returned the kiss. As I slid my
petite body onto his masculine frame I knew tonight was the
night.
We continued kissing as he reached to feel my small breasts, it
sent a sensation through my body as I had never felt before. I
removed his boxer shorts and bean to lick his shaft I tried to
remember how I liked it when girls did it to me, because now I
was that girl.
I licked and sucked until he moaned. I stopped and looked into
his eyes I knew what I had to do I removed my pink thong and
laid on my back as he positioned himself between my legs.
He slowly began to penetrate me. As the pain flooded through my
head all I could think about was I cannot wait to be a trophy
wife on my husbands arm.
After the initial insertion, it actually began to feel better,
better and better - man it felt good. Every stroke he made I
would push myself closer to him in hopes that he would go
deeper. After 30 min of indescribable pleasure, I felt his cock
stiffen as my ass was filled with his manly fluid. As he fell on
top of me removing his penis, I could fell the fluid dripping
from my ass checks. I looked him in his eyes and said make me a
complete woman.
Putting my nurses uniform on for the last time seemed sad. I
enjoyed my job and helping others, but I longed for my destiny.
Jim had informed the hospital staff that I would be quitting
because of a conflict of interest (Employees cannot date).
Therefore, I put on my nurses tights, dress, and shoes for the
last time.
The other girls on my floor threw me a going away party. They
cried, I cried, and they all asked me to send them invitations
to the wedding.
My surgery was scheduled for the following Monday, October 1st.
I hoped that I would be out of my surgical coma by Christmas and
Jim promised me I would. The night before I was scheduled for
surgery, I wanted to give Jim a special 'remember when' present.
I tried my best to look as male as I could, I pony tailed my
hair up, removed all my makeup and even took the polish off my
acrylic nails. I thought it would be funny to put on my old high
school football uniform. The only underwear I had were thongs so
I got a cute pair form an online shop that where green and said
'touchdown' on them. I put the football pants on, tied them up
as tight as they would go. I never new I was that big, I put my
old jersey on, number 69. I put a Buck Head High baseball cap on
and went into our bedroom. I had never heard Jim laugh so loud
as when I came through that door.
He said, "you look so silly, but kind of sexy in a androgynous
way. He removed my football uniform and loved my cute panties.
He kissed me and said, "you are going to be so beautiful.
We made love well into the morning and this life that I knew was
about to end.
Myra
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