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AUTHOR'S NOTE: this story is a work of fiction. It is very sexual - if
such things bother you, don't read it! DO NOT hard copy, repost, or
retransmit! Violators will be punished. I reserve all rights to this
story!
This is my first story, so I know it isn't great. I give full credit to
Sarah Brandt for the Stepford link - I've loved her stories for years.
Thanks for the plot mechanism! Please read Stepford wives first! Any
constructive feedback is needed and valued! Leave it as a review!
Sally new and improved life!
By Bojok
Hi there! I'm writing this down to give you a record of my life-and the
huge changes that I've faced.
I guess I should start by telling you that today I'm a very pregnant
housewife and that I love it! The baking and cooking and housework and,
of course a rich, beautiful, gentle husband .I am so proud!
But it wasn't always like this, heck I used to be a man! A rich,
selfish, arrogant man! This is my story: a story of change, growth, and
a huge (no pun intended!) development of life.
It all started about a year ago. I was involved in the hostile attempt
of a computer company. The fighting was awful, and at times very
personal. However, one board member and major shareholder, James
McKinnon, seemed to always be nice to me: making compromise offers,
trying to settle things down. How I hated that! I wanted money-lots of
it-and no deals!
Then one, evening, after a horrible meeting, he asked me to his club. I
accepted more to drink then for anything else. He started asking me
about sex, woman, and relationships. He told me he wanted a," a good
little housewife and several kids". I figured," yeah, right!" After
many drinks I felt funny. "Must be drunk", I thought. James offered to
drive me home. "A cup of coffee will help clear your head." he said.
After drinking it, I felt very sleepy. Then I guess I must have passed
out.
When I awoke a couple of days later, I was very frightened and knew
imminently something was wrong. I was strapped to a surgical table,
naked, and a bandage was on my lower abdomen. I felt weak, and tiny. I
felt hair in my eyes: my hair was always very short! I opened my eyes
to yet more shocks: my body hair was gone, as where most of my muscles.
At that second, a man, who I assumed was a doctor, entered the room.
"Excellent!" he said, "You're past the first stage of transition." I
noticed he was holding a large syringe. "This is the final stage." He
injected it into my abdomen. In a minute the pain hit me! It was as if
my guts where moving around. As I screamed I noticed my voice was
getting higher and softer. I was crying as the pain ended. I looked
down at my chest to see two small breasts.
"What's going on?" I asked. "I think I can answer that." I was startled
to see James enter the room. "You are now a women and soon you will be
my wife. Oh, congratulations - we're pregnant!"
I yelled," this is not possible! How? Why?" "Why? Because I love you; I
like your spirit. And to keep my company, I needed you on my side.
While you where asleep, I reprogrammed some bank computers-your money
is mine now. You don't really exist anymore. But now that you're awake
I can give you your new identity. You're Sally now. Soon to be Mrs.
James McKinnon. As for the how, I have a friend in a little town called
Stepford. He told me about this process-It gave him a good wife and
three kids. Did I forget to mention lots of sex? So I hired that
company to come here, to this contracted clinic, and make you." Any
other questions?"
As he smiled, he untied the bonds. The doctor came over and did my
first pelvic. James held my hand through it. Feeling that finger in my
vagina made me realize I really was a girl.
I was petrified. 24 hours ago I was a man: now I was 9 months away from
motherhood. What to do? The only thing I could do was to outwardly
submit, but inside, I said, I will never give in!
I was given some clothes to wear from the clinic to the training home
that James that James had arranged. It consisted of bikini pants, an AA
cup bra, a pink sweat suit, and pink runners with red and purple laces.
I said nothing as we went to meet my teacher.
To my surprise, she was very nice. She spent the next weeks teaching to
be a woman: to care for a home and my husband. To my surprise, I loved
it!
One time, she brought a baby to hold. I felt SOOO much love! I had to
change his diaper. I thought it would be sickening but it brought out
so much love and gentleness that I cried. I touched my flat stomach and
tried to believe I'd have one of my own soon. But I couldn't.
I was also spending time with Jamie. He too, had changed into a doting
fianc?. He had given me a huge diamond engagement ring. I'm staring at
it right now. Boy am I lucky!
The wedding was a small ceremony followed by a honeymoon at a coastal
resort.
A funny thing though, happened on the flight: I couldn't wait to be
alone with him: to enjoy sex with him! I was not disappointed. As soon
as the bellhop left us, I stripped for him. I felt that only my nudity
could make this time right. He obliged: taking me in his arms, playing
with my nipples, and telling me that he only loved me! Then he
stripped, and for the first time I saw his cock- it was huge. And when
he entered me-I just saw stars. He started to pump, and I heard drums
(or maybe it was his legs on my thighs, he he!) Finally I lost all
control and orgasmed. He then shot his load inside of me. I felt
complete. So happy I cried. We fucked twice a day there, as well as
enjoying the resort for two weeks. I returned totally in love.
Jamie had purchased a large home on a quiet street in an upper-class
suburb. I loved its wooden fence, lawn and space. Upon arrival there,
he took my hand and led me into the garage. He handed me a key-to my
new jeep. "It's large and comfy-lots of room for kids, groceries, or
visiting friends. Enjoy!"
I soon settled down. The huge, well equipped kitchen became a place
where I created masterpieces. Jamie loved my baking and cooking! He was
impressed with my housework and crafts! And he enjoyed my body every
day!
However, I was starting to change; I had the appetite of a construction
worker. I was always eating. My clothes where getting tight. My boobs
where growing fast, my butt was filling out, and I was starting to get
a belly. I asked Jamie if he wanted me to diet. "Hell, no!" was his
reply." You're having a baby! Of course you're going to grow. Honey you
eat and don't you worry about a thing! Phone the nursing agency if you
want."
I felt better but the next day I called them-they told to gain as much
as I needed, and that I was going get big regardless. I phoned Jamie at
work and told him this. He told me to go shopping. "Spend as much as
you want; buy what you want! Just remember lots of pretty underwear!!"
Well, those where fighting words! I headed into town, to a very
expensive shop that handled maternity clothes. Three shops and a wad of
bills later, I was fully dressed. Ready to gain whatever I was going to
gain. I had stretchy low-cut jeans, nice tops, dresses, bras (I learned
I was now a 36C!), bikini pants, shoes, etc. I was ready!
Jamie loved the clothes. I was in his lap, and he was playing with my
boobs. He that asked me to bend over the bed. I did this. He came up
from behind me, pulled my pants and bikinis down, and started fucking
me, good and gentle! "This is how we fuck from now on-doggy style!" I
had two orgasms and was delirious. Afterwards, he told me that he
didn't want me to worry about my body, or his love for me.
That night, as I slept, I dreamed about him, me, and the baby. I
thought I felt movements. I awoke to use the bathroom and did feel
little movements. GASP! MY BABY! I cried with joy.
Soon after, Jamie asked one morning to have the nursing agency start
home visits. I agreed: it was very hard to say no to him! "Phone
today!" he said. "And go get a hair do- but no more chemicals-they may
hurt the baby!" I agreed. But I worried when he mumbled something about
"wish she could do something about those ugly other hairs!" I cooked
myself my typical huge breakfast - eggs, sausage, spam, cereal, Danish,
juice and milk .I phoned and was very lucky and got a nursing
appointment quickly," will can visit you at home tomorrow afternoon.
We'll talk." I booked that afternoon with an expensive salon.
As I showered, I noticed how thick my pubic hair was. I checked in the
mirror, my bush was huge, thick, and up on my belly. Was that what
Jamie was mad at? I put that thought out of mind as I dressed and drove
to the salon.
The hairdresser was nice but kind of different. She had pink hair! She
ran her hand through my thick, waist length hair. I told her I wanted
something fancy, chemical free, and fun. She thought for a minute, and
then asked "How about dreadlocks?" I was stunned-now that was very
different. But it seemed workable. I needed Jamie's advice and phoned
him at work:" would you hate dreadlocks? Can I have dreadlocks? Should
I go someplace else? Help!" I needed him to help me decide-he made
better decisions and I needed him now!
But, of course, he laughed and said," I think you'd be cute with
dreadlocks. Go right ahead. Besides, they are safe and clean. Thanks
for phoning to check-do it anytime. I love you. Bye". It was settled
was going to dread my hair.
The girl started quickly, sectioning my hair: she followed that with
twisting, and combing, and waxing. She placed beads at the ends, and
finished them. I couldn't watch! After several hours, she said, "You
can breathe and look now. You're beautiful!" I opened my eyes and
thought," It is beautiful!" Long, thick dreads framed my face. Pretty
beads dangled at the ends. "Your hair took the dreads beautifully. The
best dreads I've ever done." She gave me some simple shampoo to use. I
paid her and left.
I phoned Jamie again, to order some chicken because I was so late. He
was very happy with my dreads.
After dinner, as we sat in the living room, I asked him about my other
hairs. "What do you mean?" he asked. "You mumbled something this
morning about my other hairs. What did you mean?" He cleared his throat
and commented that he thought my pubes where both thick and ugly. "But
it's ok "he said.
"No it isn't! If you hate them, remove them! Go right ahead." "No" he
replied. "I'd be afraid of nicking you. Or hurting you. You really are
a sweet wife, but it's ok."
I was very hurt. My husband had a problem with me, and no answer in
site. Part of me wasn't making him happy. I whimpered, cried and moaned
all evening. We didn't have sex. I was miserable. I understood but it
still hurt. I tossed and turned all night. Jamie dressed and left for
work early. "I'm so very sorry, honey, I shouldn't have said anything".
I finally crawled out of bed. I wasn't hungry. I bathed-the sight of my
bush brought tears to my eyes.
Then I had a thought-my nurse was coming that afternoon. As I was
thinking about her, the phone rang. An Asian accent at the other end
said," This is Kay Wong, your nurse. When is a good time to visit?"
"Any time", I replied.
"After lunch okay? Thanks. See you then! I will check you out good!
Bye-bye."
There was one thought on my mind, and I kept thinking this one is out.
But then a dread tickled my face. "But this was out yesterday. Hum"
I waited and paced like a cat. I had no lunch; I was so nervous and
confused. I dressed in a simple maternity dress, with nothing
underneath.
I was soon watching a small car pull in the driveway, and a small woman
jumped out. She was carrying a small bag. She came to the door, and
rang the bell.
I finally opened the door, and a small Asian woman with a big smile
stood there. She showed me her photo ID and nursing papers then entered
the house. We sat and talked-she was very open and kind.
When I told her I had had no lunch, it seemed to upset her. She left
and returned a few minutes later with a plastic grocery bag. "I got
some food. I will cook. You just relax, OK?" Soon she was cooking pork
chops and rice, and was busy making salad. I said," you shouldn't", but
she replied," Oh, yes, you're paying me very well for this. I will do
anything you need, trust me, we can talk about anything. If you need
it, I'll find it. Okay?"
I thought, "Okay All right! Problem solved, maybe? Now how do I bring
this up..."
My thoughts where disturbed by a large plate being plunked down in
front of me. Two large pork chops, a pile of rice with tomatoes, and a
heap of salad with a cream dressing was the meal. She was a terrific
cook, and I ate the whole thing. She gave me milk to drink, and a big
slice of carrot cake for dessert.
I relaxed and worked on a find a word puzzle she gave me to do while
she cleaned up. "Baby things", was the title! I offered to help, but
she wanted no part of it. She left the kitchen spotless. "You full?"
she asked. "Oh yeah." I replied. "You want a bath?" "No, I had one
already."
She told me:" Ok then we can do the interview next. Be open and honest,
OK?"
The interview started easily - she talked and had a lot to say.
However, she was keeping it very simple and child like. I found this
very reassuring. I was really starting to trust and like her. My mind
was at ease then. And then I just opened up. It was like watching a
flower open and blossom! It all just came out.
"I have a big problem! It's affecting me, my husband, our sex life,
everything! Please help!" I was crying as I pulled up my dress and
showed her my very hairy crotch. She gasped, then ordered," Yes, that
is a big problem. That must be the biggest patch I've ever seen. I
cannot deal with that hairy mess here. You're coming with me to out
office and clinic, where I can remove that mess. Quickly! Come on!" I
only had time to grab my key. She phoned Jamie to inform him of this
development, and that I wouldn't be home that night. It seemed he whole
heartedly agreed to everything.
She drove me to her clinic. She was on a cell phone for most of the
drive, making arrangements for me. Upon, arrival, I was whisked by
another nurse into a small room. "Kay will be back as soon as she
changes. Now take a shower-stay as long as you want. Then put this gown
on, please. Oh, by the way, my name's jenny." She handed me a tube of
sweet smelling liquid soap to use and a big towel. I quickly finished-I
missed Kay! The gown was made of a thick, soft flannel. Kay then
reappeared, wearing scrubs. "Come with me, please".
We reached a small but homey room. It contained a bed, chair, rug;
rocking chair-all was very nice. I sat down, and Jenny entered with a
tray of tools covered by a cloth. "On the bed, please." She locked the
door. I climbed on the bed, and Kay grabbed a small Velcro seam and
pulled. I was then naked from just above my waist down. "You relax.
This is for your trim". She held up a small cordless electric razor.
"Now spread your legs", she said. The razor's buzz was the only sound
in the room. It took several passes to remove most of the hairs. She
trimmed it all-mound, lips, even between the cheeks of my ass! She then
wiped me down. Jenny commented, "Now for your wet shave. You're going
to be so smooth soon you'll never want hair there again!" They placed a
hot wet washcloth on my crotch to wet it. Then came the shaving foam.
She put a bit on her finger so I could sniff it: it smelled like roses,
and it was a light pink color. She covered my pussy in foam. She then
held up the razor. "Three sharp, clean blades. Good-bye hair!"
She did the mound first. I groaned as she did the lips," You're labia
are so fat and red! Hubby will see and feel everything now! And so will
you!" She was giggling as she said this. She even did the stubble on my
asshole.
She touched it and commented, "Did you have a bowel movement recently?"
My stunned gaze seemed to soften her words. "A pooh-pooh? A number 2?"
I answered," no" "Well, we'll fix that too."
She washed my now bald cunt, patted it dry, and applied a rich creamy
skin conditioner. "No razor burn now! Go on, touch it!"
It was so smooth! And beautiful! Jamie would be so proud! And Horny!
I sat up: Kay instructed me to sit in the chair while they changed the
bed." Back on the bed please", she instructed. I asked," why?" "For
your BM. I'm giving you an enema." I lay down, and a thermometer was
placed in my asshole. She prepped the enema, warming it, lubing it. She
checked the reading. "Perfect-no fever." she said. Then she did the
enema. She held the asscheeks closed while the solution worked. Then it
was onto a potty in the corner of the room.
Out it came! I grunted and groaned and as a huge, stinky movement came
out. Kay held my hand. I was ashamed of the odor, but Kay never said a
word. She finished up by cleaning and dressing me.
"Now you're finished. You go home and enjoy! I'll do a touch up every
week." Kay said. I was in heaven, and I realized that only a woman
could have enjoyed this! I was now a submissive, little housewife. And
it felt great!
I phoned Jamie and told him to come get me. As soon as he arrived, he
asked," did you do it?" "Yes", I replied. He drove home like a madman,
never stopping until we reached home. He ripped my clothes off as soon
as we walked through the door. Then came his. His cock was ready to
burst!! And the fucking was non stop all night. I orgasmed and
orgasmed. It was beautiful!
The next day, I decided to put my life in order. Lots of food! I ate a
massive breakfast (ham, bacon, eggs, sausage, and pancakes with syrup,
juice and milk!). Then I sat and held my belly. I was getting big, but
I didn't want to slow down. I bathed and examined myself-I was
beautiful-42DD breasts, big brown nipples, huge belly, smooth crotch,
and big ass! And Jamie loved me. Kay had referred me to a birth coach,
and I was getting ready for my big day. And I'm looking forward to it!
So, here you have it. My life to date. I'm so happy! After, the baby
comes, maybe I'll write some more. Jamie told me a good friend of his
is interested in a good wife. Can I help? We will see...
Good bye for now; hope you enjoyed it!
Well, did you?
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