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Part III - Early Saturday Morning
Dan slowly returns to the conscious world and finds he is again in
their bed and again on Suzy's side. He rolls his head carefully to the
right, not wanting to stir Suzy and risk once again flaming her newly
found male libido. But to his happy surprise, Suzy is not in the bed or
anywhere in site. Apparently she awoke first and has started her day.
Dan struggles to clear a very foggy and confused mind. He tries to
recollect the last 24 hours. A day ago, he was Dan Everett - lord of
his household. 18 hours ago he was Danielle Woods, his alternate
persona that gave him a fine income as a Vegas Show Girl/Dancer. Now he
is Suzy Everett, his own wife - now lady of the household. The events
of the last 12+ hours still have his head spinning. Switching back and
forth from Dan to Danielle was no big deal anymore. He had been doing
it for roughly 7 months. He no longer even thought of it as changing
sexes but simply as a costume change for his show. But having Suzy
discover his secret professional identify was not in his plan. And then
to become Suzy and she become him was far beyond any reality he had
ever projected.
This was not even his idea of a good practical joke. Why had he been so
foolish as to slip home while still in the Danielle body? In hindsight
it was reckless of him but he had urgent business and Suzy should have
been nowhere around. And then why did Hal suddenly decide to switch him
into Suzy? Why did Hal then switch Suzy into Dan? And why just before
leaving town for a 2 week vacation?
And then, if all of the above was not enough why's, Why did Dan, as
Suzy, submit to so much sex with Suzy? It had to be confusion and
hormones mixing together for now as his mind started to clear some, he
was not prepared to submit anymore.
He thought to himself, "I am Dan Everett. I am the man of this
household. I am the husband. I am in charge and Suzy will do as I tell
her to do." His confidence seemed to be returning and he was sure he
would swiftly regain control of this situation.
Then he decided to sit up in the bed. He had raised his head and
shoulders enough to look down the front of his body. Suddenly the new
found confidence seemed to flee rapidly and his head dropped back to
the pillow. He was mentally prepared for the image of Suzy's chest on
his body, but he was not ready for the outfit he was now wearing.
He discovers that he is now wearing the rose colored baby doll night
gown he had always found adorable on her. The experience now was very
different and he wanted to scream and give a piece of his mind to his
wife. He sits up on the edge of the bed and could see his slender
almost pixie like image in the mirror. The satin of the gown did feel
soft to the tenth power. The satin night gown has always been a source
of instant arousal and excitement in the past, but now it held none of
that feeling. But his new highly sensitive and now hairless skin had a
whole new sensual experience and he was incapable of finding words for
the feelings.
He stumbles as he tried to stand - still not used to having to fall to
the floor since his legs no longer were long enough for his feet to
rest on the floor while sitting on the bed. As he stands and models
himself and the gown in the mirror, he can not help but smile and then
chuckle out loud. He rotates enough to admire his curvy backside and
ponders conflicting emotions. He feels ridiculous wearing this outfit
and he feels sexy. Does he feel beautiful? He should, but that is not a
feeling he knows how to handle. Does he feel embarrassed? Part of him
is mad at Suzy and part of him has to admire her sense of humor for
placing him in this gown.
He now takes some time to study his condition in great detail. He
inspects his very slender hands with their long finger nails - rotating
them up close to his face and moving the fingers in and out making a
fist and then releasing it. He is not going to intimidate anyone with
these fragile looking appendages. He slides his left hand along the top
of the right one, moving slowly to the small wrist and up the forearm
to he bicep - if you could call that tiny thing a muscle. It may be
cute but sure does not look very functional. He rests both hands on his
breasts - one on each. He gently squeezes each and then jiggles them in
unison. There is no doubt they are his for his reflex nerves twitch
from the sensitive feelings he feels shooting through them. They are
very sensitive indeed. Looking in the mirror he guides his hands down
the sides of his slender chest cavity as it slopes inward to a very
narrow waist. At this point it starts to bulge out again and instead of
feeling bony ribs covered with flesh he now feels a good bit of padding
as the hip bone quickly disappears under a padding of fatty tissues
that formed wonderfully shaped female hips and a goddess like butt. He
has always been wild about Suzy's perfectly shaped female butt and
could never get enough of squeezing and patting it. Now he could do it
all he wanted to and she would not be complaining. The same is true for
these breasts. He does not have to ask for permission from anyone but,
the pleasure is not the same as when they were on Suzy. There is no
excitement emanating from exotic mental images or any throbbing from an
enlarged groin. Oh yes, and let's examine that smooth groin. Even after
all of those times as Danielle he had not grown comfortable with losing
his manhood. From early teenage years a man learns to get a good part
of his identity from that appendage and the secondary effects that it
gives to the body. It provides the testosterone for the large muscle
development, the hairy chest and the deep intimidating voice. This soft
little voice he has now is not going to threaten anyone. But this
smooth groin and very shapely hips and butt sure look fantastic wrapped
up in these clingy silky panties. A scrotum and rod would most
definitely spoil the look of this outfit.
And now his hands continue down those smooth well toned, hairless legs.
As Danielle he got many first hand experiences as to how these could
drive men wild as he danced across the stage. He had yet to ever have
to shave them or any of the feminine areas, but he had a feeling this
time he was going to get that experience. As Danielle, he stayed
feminine only for a few hours at a time and each time and transitioned
back to being Danielle, the body was as if she had just shaved. Now he
would be female for days and even a few weeks.
As he is admiring his new image from various angles he also has
memories of how this view of Suzy would so excite him in the past.
Would such a sight drive Suzy crazy now? He did not have to speculate
anymore about that. Dan mused over the possible ways he could now mess
with Suzy's mind and emotions - even passions. He had to admit the
sensation was not unpleasant but he hoped Suzy was ready to give it a
break for a short while. Therefore as his new self, he'd better be
careful what he wore and how he acted. Intercourse as a female was
something every male has wondered about but he would have to wonder no
more. At least the first few experiences had been most exciting.
However, he was not sure yet that he liked being the one on the bottom
and the one who received rather than gave. As for the thought of "who
was in charge" from a purely physical point of view, it was now Suzy
and he was not wild about that. But he also knew that from a
psychologically point of view, the female has a great deal of power as
well. He knew that just the right moves in this new body could wrench
control of Suzy's mind away from her, but he'd better be careful for he
was not so confident in his understanding the female techniques for
shutting down those sensations once they were started up in the male.
Deciding his investigation was over for now, he goes to his closet and
attempts to put on his robe. That was a ridiculous happening. The robe
swallows him up and a foot or more drags on the floor. His fingers do
not even appear at the base of the sleeves. He lets the robe slide off
his shoulders and drop to the floor. He feels so petite and does not
like it. He moves over to her closet and glides his tiny feet into her
bunny rabbit slippers and very gingerly begins to walk towards the
bathroom. Nothing else could be more important right now than relieving
that urgent pressure in his bladder. He had walked many times in
Danielle's body but this was so different. Danielle did not wear sexy
night gowns. The giggling in his chest and the sway of the hips felt
most strange and amplified the feeling of that satin moving against his
now very sensitive skin. Not until he reached the toilet did he ponder
the fact that he was not going to stand there to urinate. But this was
not totally new. He had already learned as Danielle how to use a toilet
as a woman would and how much more frequently he had to pee while being
a woman. He found that most annoying, especially since he had so much
tight and complex clothing to pull back so he could simply pee. Besides
the mechanics of waste disposal, he also had not yet come to understand
why most women cannot go to the powder room alone. And then there are
those daggers on the end of each finger tip. He must be careful
reaching into delicate areas with those or he would be requiring
medical attention.
OK, Dan had experienced short instances of being female now for about 7
months. All of this was not new but it was VERY different. Firstly, he
is now quite a bit smaller. Second, he is now his wife and not a third-
person fictitious gal. Third, his wife was now his husband and fourth,
he was not going to be Dan again in just a few hours. It would be
several weeks and his wife was now very much in charge of this fact.
Being female as Danielle was one thing but that was for short periods
and was part of acting. It was a stage persona and he did not have to
interact with his wife while in this persona. But now having to
interact as a female with his male wife was something all together
different. Just being something or someone is not where the real
adventure is. It is the interactions with others that make for the
feelings and reactions. He could stare in the mirror for hours and get
some female sensations, but being stared at by Suzy or being chased by
Suzy led to very very different feelings. Very firmly planted in Dan's
mind is the fact in the world he grew up in, men are in charge and
women are subordinate. How would Suzy turn this on him? Which one of
them is really the man - looking beyond simple biologically obvious
features?
After finishing this urgent biological duty in the bathroom, he moves
back into the bedroom and over to his closet. He tries on his robe but
it swallows his now narrow shoulders and drapes very loosely on the
floor. It would be dangerous to walk around in that. He lets the robe
fall to the floor and reaches for one of his shirts. He'd always loved
it when Suzy wore one of those. Of course it was baggy but it covers
much more than that baby doll gown covers.
He wants to experiment more with his clothing but he has a killer
thirst. He lets the shirt also fall to the floor and decides to work
his way to the kitchen - his throat feeling as dry as the desert sand
of this Las Vegas town. There was still no sign of Suzy so he reaches
into the upper cabinet for a glass for some milk. His first attempt
fails. The glass was now much higher than it used to be. He has to
stand on his tip toes and stretch to reach the glasses that were his
favorite. Just then he hears a cat call whistle and jerks around,
almost dropping the glass. He feels some unfamiliar fear racing through
his chest.
There was Suzy, in her tall, muscular, hairy body. Most of the hair
(fur) was quite wet and she is holding a beach towel over one fore arm.
She clearly had been out in the apartment swimming pool doing her
customary morning laps, but not in her customary tight and sexy spandex
swimsuit. That would have been absurd for she was not in her customary
shapely body. She was now wearing his baggy conservative men's
swimsuit.
"Hey GIRL..." she loves stretching-out the emphasis on that word girl.
"Aren't we looking sexy in our very brief nightie?" smirked Suzy with a
Cheshire size grin. "And when you reach so high up you reveal those
rose colored satin panties that caress those adorable supple buns. I
just feel this urge to come over there and caress and squeeze then or
maybe spank them and watch them giggle around like jell-o."
Dan found himself tugging on the bottom hem of the gown trying to make
it another inch or 2 longer. He would have settled for even a half inch
at this moment. He feels very exposed and very vulnerable - why had he
not kept that shirt on over this gown? But then he stops tugging for he
recalls how those shy and modest moves by Suzy used to make him even
more excited.
He sure was not fond of the expression "Hey Girl!" for the last time he
had been addressed in a similar manner was either by the high school
football coach or PE teacher when deriding him for a poor performance.
In his male-dominated sports, begin called a girl was not a complement.
But he knew that complaining and whining was not going to impress Suzy.
As he notices the way Suzy's eyes were gawking at him, he recalls his
own memories and then quickly scurries behind the kitchen island so as
to conceal some of his very sexy look. Suzy takes offense and moves
towards him, coming around the right side of the island. Dan maneuvers
to the left to keep the island between them but Suzy speeds up and
tries to reach across the corner of the island to grab his arm. He
pulls back and speeds up and then abandons the island to seek a
defensive position around the other side of the breakfast table. Suzy
pauses and begins to laugh almost uncontrollably.
"You run like a girl" she teases at Dan. "Your hips sway, your boobs
bounce up and down or sway left and right and the way you awkwardly
hold your arms out to the side in such a stereotypical feminine clumsy
way. If your old football buddies could see you now. Instead of
blocking for you they would all be tackling you. I bet you even throw
like a girl now." Suzy was holding her side to restrain the pain from
her strong deep laughter.
Dan shouted back, "Of course I run like a girl, you and Hal have got me
trapped in this very girly body. I've got to move carefully to try to
restrain this annoying bouncing on my chest, How do you get used to
it." Of course, shouting in that soft voice was not near as effective
as it used to be for him.
Suzy leans her strong face towards him and very carefully spells out
"B-R-A, can you spell BRA. The spelling lesson for today children will
be B-R-A. I cannot wait to get you into one of those harnesses along
with a tight short skirt and some high heels. Then we will play chase
some more and see how you run then." Dan glares back at her - that
glare that used to intimidate her, but now it just makes her laugh. He
had worn bras for months now as Danielle but had never worn one in
front of his wife and he was not looking forward to giving her such
pleasure. But he knew it would happen very soon. "I may look like a
girl and I may run like a girl but we both know 'who is the girl around
here' and who wears the pants in this family."
Suzy was even more amused now as she points to her own very many
swimsuit and then across to Dan's very feminine panties and chides
"GIRL, those do not look like pants on you, I seem to be wearing the
pants in this family and inside these pants is proof of who is the man
in this family." Suzy's glaring eyes and wide grin expressed her great
satisfaction with the way the tables had turned just a few hours ago.
She has apparently become quite comfortable with the changes in this
relationship.
Dan just could not let this argument be settled that easily. "All
appearances aside, you and I both know who was raised the man here and
it was not you. You may be currently in that male body, but that mind
between your ears is female and always will be. You are not
psychologically or emotionally equipped to take on the role of
husband."
Suzy had apparently prepared for this moment. She could have erupted in
anger at that accusation but she did not. "Oh now, hold your horses
little woman. You and I have been strong believers in fundamental
Christian values. For most all of our lives we have attended Sunday
school. At least once a year there has been those discussions about
abnormal human sexual behavior. You know the ones I refer to. And
someone always brings up that topic about people who claim they are the
opposite sex trapped in the wrong body. Some claim they are women
trapped in men's bodies and some claim they are men trapped in a
woman's bodies. You have always scoffed at such nonsense and always
claimed that the body determines the gender. Now you wish to claim the
opposite? This sounds like situation ethics to me, young lady. Next
thing I'll be hearing from those sweet sensuous lips is that you now
think women and men should share control of the household. Now that is
one religious belief that I know is very deeply entrenched in your mind
and will be very disappointed if you try to change simply because you
are seeing life from a new perspective."
Dan was frozen with astonishment. He was not ready for Suzy to be
throwing that back at him so quickly. These thoughts had crossed his
mind but not that this argument would occur so quickly or that she
would be so ready for it. He knew that his new tiny feet were not
standing on very firm ground in this debate. For many years he had
espoused both of those arguments with great fervor. Now he was fishing
for the reverse ideas but he had no depth there. He was also confused
for the firm tones coming from Suzy's voice seem to grip him in very
unfamiliar emotions. Was his female body falling victim to the male
vocal strengths? He had hoped his past would make him immune to these
feelings but he was not. As Danielle he had learned that one inherits
many of the reflex actions of the donor body. It looks like he had
inherited a number of Suzy's reflex actions and they were not the ones
he wanted.
He had not encouraged Suzy to be strong or assertive and thus she had
developed a personality that could be easily intimidated by a male
figure. She easily and quickly backed down when he asserted himself.
Now he, Dan, had inherited all or some aspects of this personality. He
was finding it very difficult to muster the strength to confront Suzy.
He found his limbs trembling and his mind full of images of retreat. He
tries to look Suzy in the eyes but each attempt filled his mind with
fearful images. His new automatic defenses force him to look sheepishly
down at the floor or at her feet.
But he found some will power and blurted out. "Stop!! This is not fair.
You know that this is not a normal situation. You and Hal did this to
me and it is not fair." He had to stop sooner than he expected to. The
voice he heard coming from his throat was hesitant, whiny and his face
was covered in moisture pouring from his eyes. He was sobbing like a
helpless woman and could not gain control. The trembling in his voice
made him ashamed to speak.
While he paused, Suzy blurted back, "Oh, is the little woman crying?
See, you are such a sentimental, weak creature. You need a man to help
you. I am your man and I will be your strength. And don't go blaming me
for this. Hal was the one who did this and you are the one who first
brought this into our house. I am not the one who did this to you but I
will be the one that makes sure you get the most out of the experience.
Hal is gone for at least 2 weeks - or so you tell me. You had better
hope he returns healthy and safe or you may be experiencing far more
than you expected." (Note to readers - I do not intend to take such a
simple path in this story but will tease Dan with it.) And if Hal does
return, how do we know he intends to change you back into Dan. Maybe it
will depend on what sort of report I give to him about your behavior.
That was more than Dan could emotional handle so he leaped out at Suzy
with the intention of pinning her to the wall. He was successful at
pushing her back some - mostly due to surprise - but came no where near
pushing her back near the wall. Suzy laughed a defiant laugh, grabbed
Dan under the arm pits and raised him high in the air. The goal was to
emphasize his helplessness and it was effective. Dan tried to squirm
free but was about as effective as a child is when trying to pull from
its father. He struggled violently and cried out but he was no match
for his former strong body.
Once again Dan was overwhelmed with unfamiliar emotions and feelings
and tears. He wanted to shout out but found it hard to even take in a
deep breath.
Suzy decided it might be wise to speak up and reduce some of this
tension. She got what she wanted out of Dan - strong emotional feelings
that could not be suppressed. But she started to become concerned and
sympathetic.
"Listen up Dan", she began. "It is not my desire to take any revenge on
you. It is not my desire to be you for very long. I have never really
desired to be a man, though have had some moments where I wanted to be
as strong as a man. It was Hal who did this and he did not consult with
me. But ... Let's step back and look at this unbelievable opportunity.
Let's explore being each other. Last night we explored sexual
intercourse but now let's explore many more aspects of being each
other. You should explore being a woman, dressing as a woman and being
treated as a woman. There are positive and negative aspects of each.
Experience them both and give me the chance to experience being male
and treated as a male. I promise that it is not my goal to humiliate
you or hurt you or take any revenge. As for who is the boss - who wears
the pants - let's stay with the model and philosophy that has been part
of our marriage from the first. And let's relax and have some joking
fun with it."
Dan's breathing seemed to lighten up and the sobbing slowed. Suzy's
words seemed to have the affect she had intended. She lowered him back
to the ground and backed away after making sure Dan was steady and not
in danger of folding up and collapsing. Dan pondered Suzy's words and
cocked his eyelids to indicate deep thoughts.
Suzy continued. "Here are the rules we will abide by during our time as
each other. These are not new rules but they may appear to be new for
you are going to be viewing them from the opposite side."
1) "I am the man. I am the head of this household. You are the wife.
You are subject to me.
2) I love you and will treat you with love and respect, but not as an
equal.
3) The decisions are mine.
4) The fancy red sports car is now mine.
5) The waitress job - the one where you wear sexy outfits for the
patrons - is now your job and you report on Monday for your next day at
work.
6) The bank account is now mine
7) The investments are now under my control.
8) Just as you had done, I will give you the money you need to run the
household but let's have some fun with this. The amount of money I give
you will have some variability based off how well you play your role. I
wear the pants and you wear the skirts and dresses. I go topless and
you wear bras and halters. I make the major decisions and you take care
of the house."
Dan responded with the strongest voice he could muster. "NO, those are
my rights and my accounts and I am the man of his household. You have
no right to take those things from me. Besides, I have the trump card
here. You have no access to the bank accounts or the investment
accounts. You do not know the accounts or the banks or the passwords.
You cannot access any of that info without my cooperation."
Suzy's smile became even wider and more confident. "Oh, is that the
best you can produce for a trump card? All of your account information
is in your computer -now MY computer. You have the information all
locked into a file that is password protected and voice print
protected. But I now have the voice that it."
"That may be right," Dan said defiantly "but the voice print alone is
not enough. You need to know the right phrase to speak with that
voice." He folded his arms across his chest and then winced. He tried
that a second time but this time moved the arms lower so they did not
squeeze his breasts. That was going to take some practice.
Suzy leaned down and into Dan's little face and whispered "Men Rule".
Dan's eyes drew wider than wide open, "No!, you can't know that. How do
you know that? You can't have access to all of my savings." Suzy,
straightened up and her smile became even more smug. "Do you recall
when I burst in on you - as Danielle - yesterday? You were trying so
futilely to open your protected file. You knew the phrase but you had
mistakenly come home as Danielle and thus with Danielle's voice. You
were yelling that phrase and trying so many techniques to project a
male voice. But Danielle could not do that and your current body's puny
little voice cannot do that. So you may keep knowing the password for
all of the good it will do you. That little throat of yours has no
chance of sounding like the deep voice of Dan Woods. The accounts and
all that is in them are now under my control. Yesterday when I saw
Danielle yelling at the computer I thought it was such a strange sight.
Now that I look back at it, it is so funny. And for at least the next
two weeks you have no access to any of this. But if you wish to try, I
could use the amusement."
Dan looked down, shuffled his tiny feet and realized this was
checkmate. There was no way he could fight this and the rules were not
new rules. Turn about was fair play and maybe if he played his cards
right, this could be an interesting experience. He also was recalling
how Suzy was able to manipulate his mind with her flirting, so maybe
that will need to be his most powerful weapon. Muscles were certainly
not going to be his weapon now.
Dan decided it was time for a completely different tactic. He cocked
his head to one side and decided to do a little harmless flirting and
teasing himself. "How did it feel to be swimming in that body? Did you
enjoy being topless or did you feel half naked? Did the laps seem to go
faster? Did you enjoy walking back here without feeling the need to
wrap yourself in the towel - wrapped from breast down? How do you like
that baggie male swimsuit?"
Suzy leaned against one wall, cocked her eyes up towards the ceiling in
a very pensive look and then turned to Dan. "It felt very liberating. I
felt strong. I felt safe and self-reliant. I did not feel as though
100's of eyes were gawking at me. I did not feel like the center of
attention as I did in my former body while wearing a very sexy
swimsuit. I felt like I did not have to worry that a pound or so of
extra weight would make my swimsuit too small. It was a very pleasant
experience and now it is your turn. Oh and as for feeling naked, I did
feel strange at first with no top, but it passed quickly since I had
nothing up there that I felt the need to cover up. Just wait until you
go swimming in one of my swimsuits. You may indeed feel half naked even
though you will be wearing a top. Those spandex tank suits may cover a
larger surface area than a male suit does, but being so tight they
really do not hide anything."
Dan rolled his eyes and was not sure how he was going to feeling
parading in public in a tight and revealing lady's swimsuit.
Suzy took a moment to enjoy that worried look on his face, smacked him
on the butt and said "But don't worry that pretty little mind of yours
with such matters. Let's work on your first breakfast as a woman and
have some conversation. I am just dying to hear the history of the last
7 months, how you came to be Danielle and how you came to be so clumsy
as to bring her home to our apartment."
She could not wait to see if Dan was now going to converse woman style
- with a ton of little sensitive details rather than 'guy talk' - short
superficial sound bytes. And she knew that Dan was not going to enjoy
the small breakfast that he must have to keep that sexy body free of
excess fat and any cellulite.
--- continued ----
Becky
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