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Before & After Chapter 3 By Mel Huntington The author welcomes feedback at [email protected] "Where the fuck is my husband?" My wife repeated. I stayed silent and despite my predicament, my small hand still slid over the raging erection next to me. "Where is Daniel? How did you get in here? If I don't get some answers right now I'm calling the police!" I didn't have a choice. "I'm Daniel," I said quietly. "Shut up, whore! Where is my husband?" "I'm Daniel," I repeated, louder this time. "What?" She stared at me in disbelief, taking in my 110 pound body, my huge breasts and round ass. Then our eyes met, locked together, and I raised my eyebrows, something I often did with her to express the thought of 'well, d'uh.' Her eyes opened wide in recognition before she spoke. "If you're Daniel, what happened on our honeymoon?" "In the dark, I turned you over to do it doggie style and plunged right up your ass. Ever since you've preferred straight missionary, and you like to guide me inside you, as if you're afraid I'd stick it in the wrong hole again." Jamie just stared, gape-mouthed, as my date yanked his legs away from me and spoke. "Hey, I didn't sign up for no tranny blowjob." I tugged my panties to the side, displaying my slit, and said, "Do I look like a tranny?" Now it was his turn to look shocked and confused and in an instant he was pulling on his jeans. The bulge from his still-hard cock displayed tell- tale evidence of a task left unfinished. He closed the bedroom door behind him. I wasn't sure what I regretted more, that he was leaving with such a case of blue balls, or that I wasn't going to get the opportunity to experience that monster inside me. Then my wife's voice reminded me of what I truly regretted. Her voice started quietly, then rose to a shout. "What ... happened ...to your penis?!" "Jamie, I know this is freaking you out, but I want you to know this is completely reversible." Now she exploded. "Completely reversible? I go to visit my mom and come home to find my husband in our bed, with huge tits and a vagina, with a voice like Kathleen fucking Turner, sucking some guy's enormous cock, but it's supposed to be OK because its completely fucking reversible?" "I never intended for you to see me like this. What made you come home early without telling me?" "What made me come home? I got a call from Tammy who said she kept seeing some slutty-looking blonde going in and out of the house, but she never saw you. She knew I was gone and felt obligated to tell me you had a sexy female visitor. Now I can see why you never picked up the phone when I called." That bitch, I thought. Our neighbor had hit on me when we first moved in, and this is how she gets back at me: Feeding my wife stories that I was cheating on her. Well it's not like she could have guessed the blonde girl was me. "Well it is reversible." "Then fucking reverse it. I can't speak to you with you like this." I slipped the bra and panties off and went to the vanity, where my new cosmetics were mixed in with Jamie's. She followed me. "I see you've been busy shopping. If I knew you liked makeup so much I'd have bought you some," she said with a smirk. Then she noticed the Topical Solution for Hormonal Imbalance. "Before and After. I preferred you Before, Daniel." I grabbed the bottle and began to use the lotion starting again with my face and neck, then my arms, shoulders, hands and torso. Jamie watched in the mirror, her expression reminding me of the scene in The Fly when Gena Davis watched as Jeff Goldblum demonstrated how Brundle-Fly eats. Daniel steadily emerged from Danielle, until finally I stood before her, once again her 155 pound fully-equipped husband. She started to interrogate me as I slipped my shorts on. "Are you gay?" "No, I am definitely not gay. The thought of a man touching my cock or fucking my ass is not remotely appealing to me and never has been." "It sounds like there's a 'but' coming. A really big 'butt.'" The way she emphasized 'butt' I knew she had made a pun and I couldn't help but smile. I took a deep breath and began to speak. "I've always been attracted to girls. I've only dated women, and I think you know I have no problem getting aroused by them. But ..." I smiled at my wife but she wasn't smiling back. "But from the time puberty hit, I've had fantasies of being a girl." She began to nod her head, not so much in understanding or acceptance as resignation to what she'd already realized. I continued. "I was popular and dated a lot, but it didn't keep me from dreaming about being a girl, and whenever I had the chance I tried on my mom's bra and panties or her garter belt and hose. When I watched porn, I put myself in the girl's place, wearing beautiful lingerie, happily sucking cock and being fucked, and eagerly taking a load in my mouth and all over my face." "So you've been projecting your own fantasy onto me, asking me to let you cum in my mouth?" "No, I've always wished you would let me cum in your face. I think it's sexy from either perspective." She was silent, and so I continued. "I never stopped fantasizing, even after we got married. And as fulfilling as our sex life has been, eventually I had to take action. Five weeks ago, I took a bag you've never seen out of a safe deposit box you never knew about, and did my best to transform myself. A man I met online let me suck his cock." "Let me guess, you loved it, but playing dress up wasn't enough." "No, it wasn't. I didn't want to be a guy in makeup and lingerie. I wanted to experience what a woman experiences. That's when I found the website for Before and After. There are "miracle products," and then there are miracle products, as you've now seen." I was silent, and so was Jamie. She seemed to be processing everything I had said, getting it straight in her mind, absorbing it and considering the implications. Suddenly her eyes grew wide. "Oh my god. When you texted back that you were out with Jimmy, you were out like this. You are gay! You've been in love with Jimmy all along." As she began to put two and two together, I couldn't help but smile at the still-fresh memory. But when she decided it added up to five I had to make sure she understood she was wrong. "No! I am not gay!" "But you've known Jimmy a long time. You go to the gym together. You probably loved looking at his cock in the locker room." I knew that was true, but I wasn't going to go there. "I was just doing my buddy a solid. That bitch Heather fucked him over, really messed up his mind, and I wanted him to feel better about himself, regain the old confidence." "Yeah, I'll bet it was a real hardship for you." "Look, all I'll admit is that as a woman, I was very attracted to him. What girl wouldn't be? He's cute and funny and charming. And if you saw his cock ..." "Do not finish that sentence! I don't want to hear anymore. In fact, I don't even want to look at you right now. My husband, the man I love, was so desperate to be a woman he ordered an untested product in hopes he could become a she. I need time alone to think. I do want to know one thing though. Do you love me? Did you ever love me?" "Yes Jamie, I love you and I always have. I love the life we have together. Please forgive me for deceiving you, and ... I'm just asking for a chance. I'm still Daniel. I still want to be your husband." I wasn't sure if any of it was true, but I hoped she would believe me. Chapter 2 My wife went downstairs and fixed herself some tea. I busied myself cleaning the house as I had planned to before her scheduled arrival. When I walked into the kitchen to fill a bucket with soapy water, she looked up from the table and smiled softly at me. I smiled back, but I didn't let that get my hopes up too high. I knew Jamie could be a nasty vindictive bitch when someone did her wrong. A couple of hours later, I was finishing up in our bedroom. She walked in as I was separating out my makeup from hers. "I still love you, Daniel. Despite all this ... stuff you've hidden from me, despite the cheating, I don't want to leave you." I pulled her into my arms and Jamie collapsed into me then, great sobs wracking her chest as tears poured down her cheeks. I held her like that for a long while until her breathing returned to normal. She pulled her head from my chest so I leaned forward to kiss her. But she wouldn't kiss me. Instead she locked her eyes onto mine. "Look at me, Daniel. I want you to look into my eyes and swear that you will never indulge this fantasy again. Swear?" I knew I couldn't guarantee anything, but I was grateful that Jamie wasn't going to torch the life we had, and so I gave her my word. "That's not enough - I want you to pour out all those bottles." "OK, we can do that. That's fine. But aren't you in the least bit curious?" "I'm not the pervert with the gender-bending fantasy." "Maybe not, but you mean you've never ever wondered, not even a little? You've seen what it does, you know it's reversible. And you told me before that you dated a few girls at school." "That was just youthful experimentation. And it never involved a dildo either." "Come on, Jamie. You've never ever wondered what sex is like as a man? This is your one chance to find out what its like on the other side of the cock. Let me have my fantasy one last time, this time with my wife. You might even like it." She looked at me for a long time, thinking. "OK. I have to admit I was the aggressive one when I dated women. And there was one girl who had me strap on a dildo and fuck her. Might be fun to find out what it actually feels like. But you have to swear it will be the first and last time, right?" I smiled and agreed. Jamie asked about the different bottles and jars and told me she didn't care if it was reversible, she wasn't going to use the hair gel or the tongue tablet. I wasn't going to argue. Jamie washed off her makeup then sat down before I went to work on her. First her brow moved forward and the thin, delicate hair straightened and thickened into the eyebrow of a man. Her cheekbones receded, and her nose lengthened a bit. She stared at her cheeks as her skin became rougher and her complexion became perceptibly darker with her incipient beard. Her neck and shoulders thickened and her biceps and forearms expanded against my hands. I made sure she took her rings off before her hands lengthened and her fingers thickened. It was time to spread the After lotion on her vocal cords, and she smiled a bit as her voice changed from a soft alto to a strong tenor. She told me to add a little more and soon my wife's voice was a low resonant rumble like Barry White's. I began to sing "Can't Get Enough of Your Love Baby." That made her laugh. "OK, I am going to close my eyes. I don't want to watch the rest of me change, I just want to see when it's complete." I rubbed the lotion on her chest, feeling her soft breasts spread out and recede into a pair of broad, powerful pectorals. Her waist expanded outward and her abs grew a hard wall of muscle. My wife was turning into a hunk. I took her hand so she would stand up and I rubbed the lotion into her legs, hips and ass, until a perfect male ass sat atop strong, muscular legs. Finally, I spread the liquid between her legs and felt the skin soften and expand. I kept rubbing it and massaging it as it naturally changed shape, and soon I had to wonder if the men in her family were all well endowed. Jamie's cock was huge and beautiful. I told her to open her eyes, and we both smiled as we looked her over in the mirror. "You look like one of those long-haired bad-boy hunks on the cover of one of your romance novels." "I look like one of those long-haired bad-boy hunks on the cover of Playgirl. You've seen some of them, haven't you ... Danielle?" I smiled when she called me by the name I preferred to hear, and as I started using the lotion, Jamie sat down on the bed, watching me, while her hand slipped under her cock, cupping her balls. "You know these things really itch." "Tell me about it, honey." I quickly applied the gel to my hair and ran the hair dryer to activate it, then went about bringing the rest of Danielle back out into the world. There was a beautiful cock waiting for her. When I began to apply the lotion to my chest, Jamie spoke. "Not so big this time. Don't you know more than a mouthful is a waste?" I looked at my wife and laughed. "How about just a little bit more than a mouthful?" She shrugged her shoulders so I spread the lotion into my chest until I judged my breasts to be C-cups. Then I moved down my torso, carving out my waist before making sure my hips were in proportion to my bust. I actually liked my smaller but still luscious booty more. Once my legs were again soft, smooth and shapely, I turned to my cock. I thought, here's hoping we won't have to see you again, old buddy, as I spread the lotion into me and felt my appendage melt into the void I was sure I was meant to have. When I was done, I turned toward Jamie. She was still sitting on the bed, but her hands were moving up and down on her now stiffening prick. "You like what you see .... James?" "Come over here and I'll show you how much 'I like.'" Her voice was such a powerful, low sexy rumble it made me tingle inside. I strode toward my wife, twisting my shoulders a little bit to make my tits jiggle. Her green eyes stared into mine, hard and strong. I couldn't return her gaze and my eyes drifted down until they came to her erection. "You looking at something little girl? Something you want?" "Yes," I whispered. "Tell me. What is it you want?" "Your cock. I want your beautiful cock." "Not yet." Her hand came up and her finger twirled in a clockwise motion. I did as she commanded, slowly turning away from her, showing her my ass. I gave a little wiggle, and Jamie's hand came down on my ass with a loud whap. I jumped but didn't have to be told to move my ass back toward her. I wiggled as I backed up. "You want me to spank your ass while I'm fucking you?" "Yes," I whispered. "What was that? You'll have to speak up if you want something." "I want you to spank my ass while you're fucking me," I yelled. "Turn around and bring those tits here." I did as I was told. I bent forward until my breasts swung down toward her mouth, and my hands were wrapped around my wife's powerful shoulders. She stared up at me before speaking. "Next time I tell you I want a mouthful, you obey." God I hope there's going to be a next time, I thought. My hands cupped my breasts as my wife's soft, small tongue darted out, dancing along the sensitive areola before she sucked my breast hard. The feeling was incredible, better than any of the men I'd fucked, and I moaned softly as my small fingers ran through her long hair. Her lips glided down my breasts until they got to the point of my erect nipples, where her teeth came together and made me cry out. "You like how that feels, don't you?" "Yes!" My hand reached for the huge erection that was pointing at me but her stronger hand intercepted my wrist and held it aside. "You stroke the cock when I tell you to stroke the cock." I moaned as her tongue and teeth returned to my sensitive breasts. Her hands pulled my arms off her shoulders, then pulled me forward until I fell on top of her. My tiny hands squeezed her pecs while her own strong hands squeezed and pinched my ass. I wanted her cock inside me but Jamie had other ideas. In one motion, she lifted me off of her and pulled my body into position on the bed, before sliding alongside me. Turning on her side, her cock brushed against my hip. I wanted to touch it, to stroke it and please it but I didn't dare try. "You're learning, Danielle. That's good." My wife's lips descended on my own, her dark hair falling on me. My mouth opened immediately, and her tongue darted inside. It was so familiar yet so different. Small as ever, it was aggressive and invasive, probing my mouth, taking dominion over it. No one had kissed me like that before and it was driving me crazy with desire. "You want to touch the cock, Danielle?" "Yes, please. Please let me touch your cock!" "You may." Jamie moved my hand to her hard-on and began to move it up and down along the shaft, slowly, steadily, until she released my hand and brought hers back to my breast, cupping and squeezing it. My hand moved faster on her cock until her hand slapped my boob. I gasped and stroked her again with the slow, deliberate speed she wanted. Her hand moved down my torso then and I spread my legs in anticipation. Still she slapped my legs even further apart before she slid two thick fingers along my already sopping wet pussy. I ground into them until she pressed them into my opening, making me gasp then moan loudly. "Look at me, Danielle. Open your eyes and look at me." I did as I was told. "That's nothing compared to how my cock is going to feel inside you. Do you want my cock inside you?" "Yes," I said weakly. "What?" "Yes! Yes I want your cock inside me!" She smiled then and raised herself up, settled in between my legs, and began to grind the thick length of her member against my soft, waiting slit. Her tongue once again invaded my mouth before moving down to my chest, pausing at each breast before kissing and licking its way further down until she was poised between my legs. "Do you want me to lick your pretty pussy?" "Yes oh god yes please lick my pretty pussy!" Her soft tongue danced along my slit, making my eyes shut tight as my fingers moved through her hair. No one, not Jimmy or Joe or anyone, gave me feelings like Jamie's expert lips and tongue did. The vibrations were starting to build inside me when she kissed my clit softly and withdrew from me. "Don't stop! Oh god please don't stop!" Her tongue began again, licking softly at my mound, dancing along my lips over and over again before it found my clit and began to flick and vibrate around it. My moans were growing louder by the moment when she stopped cold again. "Please don't tease me! Oh god make me cum, make me cum!" Her tongue went back to work, and it took only a few moments before my breath was choppy and short and my crotch bucked against her lips. She stopped for an instant before shoving both of her thick fingers inside me, fucking me while her tongue danced on my clit, sending me screaming over the edge, my orgasm ripping through me taking my breath away and scrambling my vision into a blur of white. It felt like minutes before my respiration returned to normal. I opened my eyes to find Jamie staring into them. "Glad you're a woman, Danielle?" I croaked out a "Yes." "Prove it. I bet you suck cock like a pro." She flipped over and stretched out alongside me, her huge cock rising from her crotch, pulling my gaze and hand toward it. I got on my knees, my tits brushing her chest as my hand reached for her erection. I gripped the head and slid my hand down the shaft as my lips and tongue explored her muscular chest and small nipples. Then I kissed my way down to her erection, like a magnet pulling my hungry mouth inexorably toward it. I steadied her shaft below my lips, then slipped it inside my warm mouth. I bobbed a couple of times down on it, then discharged the saliva and spread it around, stroking her again and again before sucking gently at the first few inches. "You want this cock inside you, you better start sucking it like you mean it." "You mean like this?" I asked before sliding six inches down on her shaft then releasing it with a loud smacking noise. She groaned, a loud masculine rumble, and I began to explore every inch of her cock and balls with my lips and tongue. I stared at her, and she back at me, watching me intently as I made her moan and squirm. Her heavy balls felt delightful inside my delicate soft mouth, and I carefully swabbed every inch of my wife's cock with my lips and tongue before I began to bear down on the shaft, taking more and more of it with each down stroke. "That's it, suck the cock like a good little obedient girl. The cock feels good inside your mouth, doesn't it?" "Umm hmm" I moaned around it as three-quarters of the shaft disappeared into my mouth. I released her cock then and stroked it with one hand as my other stroked my wet pussy. "I love your beautiful cock so much. Please fuck me!" She rose up from the bed, gripped my shoulders, and flung me back onto the bed. Her hands roughly pressed my legs apart before she pressed the thick head into my crotch. I reached for it but her other hand once again grabbed my wrist and set it aside. "I'll decide how I take your pussy," she said before pressing into me, impaling me quickly on the first six inches of her shaft. I gasped and moaned loudly and she immediately shifted her weight forward, forcing the rest of her into me and filling me in a way no one, not Jimmy or even Ty, had filled me before. "Oh my god you're so fucking big!" She began to withdraw, inch by glorious inch, then she rammed herself back into me, making me gasp and cry out. She repeated the motion, pulling further out each time, again and again and again and again, until finally she was fucking me steadily, quickly, with the full length of her penis. My eyes began to roll backward as the pleasure wave built and crested and surged out of me. Jamie kept fucking me all the while. "That feel good inside you? Is it making you cum? Cum on my cock! Come on! Make it wet!" She slipped out of me then and even as I continued to pant, my eyes shut tight, my body stiff and weak, she was lifting me off the bed, turning me around, spreading my legs into position. My arms were too weak to hold myself up, but my ass was up in the air and she slammed her cock back home from behind. I groaned again, delirious with pleasure, her cock making me tremble and moan and shudder and pant. With my head down, she shifted her weight forward, driving herself deeply into my prone, defenseless body. She rocked against my ass when she was balls deep, then pulled back out of me, pulling my hips up off the bed. "Almost forgot I promised to spank your ass while I fucked you." She pushed herself back into me and began to fuck me with short thrusts, pausing at the end of each one to smack my ass with a hard whap. "You going to be a good girl from now on and only let this cock fuck you?" "Yes," I screamed. "Yes!! Fuck meeeeee!!! Fuck me pleeeeease!" She stopped spanking me then and began to fuck me, harder then before, more mercilessly than anyone else, until with one short thrust and then one impossibly deep one, her cock began to spasm inside me, blast after blast of hot cum filling my insides, Jamie yelling her pleasure over my own cries. I collapsed into the bed then, and Jamie fell into place beside me, shifting onto her back. I turned my head toward her, and my wife's handsome face had dissolved into a wide grin I almost recognized. It was the one I imagined was plastered on my face when my wife and I had finished making love. But we had never made love like this. "That was incredible, Jamie. Just amazing. No one fucked me like that. I love you so much." I kissed her tenderly, and when our lips separated, we moved the other one's hair away from our eyes. "I love you too, Daniel. I didn't think I'd really get into it but I have to admit it was a lot of fun. I think I may have taken out some anger and frustration on you, too." "If that was anger and frustration, may you always be angry and frustrated with me." We laughed together, for the first time in a long time, and I pressed myself into her. "I just want to stay like this forever," I said into her chest. "Hmmm" she murmured before shutting her eyes. We rested like that for a while before rousing ourselves. It was almost 7 PM, and we were both famished. There was some fried chicken and potato salad in the fridge, and we devoured it. "Feel better?" Jamie asked. I nodded. "Good, because you'll need all the energy you can muster. I want Daniel to come back and take care of his beautiful wife." I smiled at Jamie. "I think I can handle that." "You better, or James won't ever come back." I'm going to fuck the idea of pouring this magical lotion down the sink right out of your head, I thought. Soon, we were back in the forms God had made us, and Jamie snuggled up close to me. "I love you, baby." "I love you, too," I replied. My hand went around her familiar hip, pulling her ass tight to me as her small hands immediately began to stroke my cock. Our tongues entwined before she broke off the kiss, and started to kiss her way to my nipples, which she gently stimulated as she pulled urgently at my manhood. I pulled her face toward mine, kissing her hard, then moved toward her breasts, licking and sucking and kissing them. She sunk back into the bed then, and spoke. "Eat my pussy. I wanna cum." I wasted no time getting between her legs, mouth to crotch, inhaling the familiar scent her aroused genitals gave off. I licked tenderly, carefully at first and soon my wife was moaning and bucking against my tongue. I slid two fingers deep inside her and she began to cum, her pussy spasming against my fingers as her chest rose off the bed, pushing me away from her intensely sensitive body. I stretched out alongside her as she caught her breath, then she rose and began to stroke my half-hard cock while her tongue darted around mine. She wasn't taking her time now, she moved straight down my torso and slipped my cock deeply into her mouth. She sucked hard and she sucked gently, and all the while her eyes were locked on my own, until my eyes closed and I began to thrust, gently then with greater urgency. She began to moan around my erection and I groaned loudest when I felt her lips clamp around the base of my cock before they slid up the shaft with a powerful suction. "Oh baby that feels so good." She smiled at me and resumed blowing me, her fingers lifting and massaging my balls as she engulfed me with more fervor and desire than I'd ever experienced. After blowing me longer than she ever had before, Jamie finally released my shaft with a loud 'pop,' and slithered up my body, kissing and licking before she straddled me and slid her warm wet opening along my shaft. She shifted upward, and my hard-on rose, caught her opening, and I slipped inside. She rocked hard against me for several strokes, then her ass rose up a little, giving me room to thrust in and out of her. My hands locked around her back as I pumped into her and her breasts were pushed flat against my chest. Then I lifted her ankle, moving her off of me. I slid out and quickly moved to the side of the bed. I reached for her ankles and walked her backward until her ass hung just off the bed, her head down. I kissed her butt, then slid my cock back inside her. On my feet, I had a completely free range of motion to fuck my wife hard, and I pounded in and out of her pussy relentlessly while her panting turned to moaning and her moaning turned to shouting, then screaming. "I'm going to cum on your cock!" I kept pounding in and out of her as the sounds of my wife's orgasm filled the room and her pussy pulled and slid around my cock. Her gyrations pushed me out of her but when her orgasm subsided, I roughly flipped her over on her back before I resumed fucking her. Her tits were bouncing wildly on her chest as I gave it to her deep and I gave it to her hard, until I reached my own point of no return and I slipped out of her. I pulled at her waist but she needed no encouragement. She wanted what I wanted, and she shifted forward until her ass hit the floor and her mouth engulfed my cock. I thrust between her lips once, twice and then pulled out as my cum spurted out of me, hitting her open mouth, coating her nose and cheeks, and finally dribbling out on her tits. She smiled at me, and swallowed what filled her mouth. "Mmm, yummy." I was still panting as I smiled down at my wife. This couldn't have worked out better, I thought. As James, she fucked me better than any man, and Jamie herself is almost as much a fuck toy as Danielle. This was truly the best of all possible worlds. I pulled her up into my arms, and we kissed sloppily, cum spreading from her face to my lips. She broke off our kiss to press the cum into my mouth before our lips came together again and she sucked some of the cum into her own mouth. We were exhausted now and after cleaning ourselves we fell into bed, wrapped in each other's arms. I drifted off to sleep, my mind filled with a vision of the life we would share from this blessed day forward. Chapter 3 I awoke and reached out for my wife. When I touched nothing but the sheets, my eyes opened and I found her standing by the sink, the bottle of After in her hand. I smiled. "You getting ready James? We're going to have to order more soon." She looked at me coldly, her eyes distant. "Not exactly. I'm not James, I'm Jamie. You think I want to be a sweaty, smelly man? How do you guys walk around with those things? They get funky, and they itch like hell." I stared at her, as uncomprehendingly as she stared at me the day before. "I'm a woman, Daniel, and I thought I married a man. But you're not a man, are you? No, you're a cock-addicted slut named Danielle." She began to derisively repeat my words from yesterday, her voice rising until she was shouting in fake passion. "I want you to spank my ass while you're fucking me!" "Please let me touch your cock!" "I love your beautiful cock so much. Please fuck me!" "Yes! Yes!! Fuck meeeeee!!! Fuck me pleeeeease!" I looked away from her, angry tears building inside me. "Don't cry, Danielle. This will turn that sad little cock into the pussy you wish you had." She held the bottle by her head like a model on an infomercial. "Whoops!" She turned the bottle over and its contents poured out into the sink, and I yelled. "You bitch! Why did you lie to me last night?" "I lied to you? I fucking lied to you? You've been lying to me from the moment we met! And I was ready to forgive you, right up until the moment you begged me to try that crap 'one time.' So, uh, no, Danielle, I never fucked one of my girlfriends with a dildo. And I'm sure as hell not going to stay married to a freak like you." "Fuck you! I'll have a new shipment here in a week." "Just pack your shit up and get out of my house before I get back. I'll see you in court, Danielle." As she walked out of our bedroom, she had to twist the knife one last time. "Thanks for the blowjob lessons. They'll come in handy when I meet a real man!" "Fuck you!" I replied. After the door slammed shut, I lay there for a moment, anger seething through me. I got up, and absent-mindedly scratched my nuts. They do get itchy, I thought. I threw on my robe, grabbed my wallet, and headed to my study. The computer booted up, and I typed in the URL for Before & After. URL NOT FOUND First I screamed but then I looked at the address bar, and realized my error. Its .bz not .bx you dumb ass, I thought, relieved. I retyped it and hit return. Then I screamed again. Postscript It has now been 15 months since my wife kicked me out of our house. Even now I sometimes search for the Before & After website, and only last week I had another dream that I had found the website and once again I was beautiful, sexy Danielle. But that was just a dream. My reality was that I had been Danielle once, briefly, but my wife found out and when she did, she divorced me. And true to her vindictive nature, she made sure that Jimmy found out exactly who that mystery blonde was. He came over, pizza and beer in hand, and I was so glad to hang out with my best friend. Then he announced that he knew why Jamie was divorcing me, and laid me out with one punch. I was still nursing a black eye when I logged on to Facebook and found two new postings on my Wall. "You were right about Jimmy's cock. I totally understand why you wanted to jump his bones." "Thanks for giving Jamie pointers on the finer aspects of cock-sucking. Now she's almost as good as you!" I really did try to live and function as Daniel. But the dildo couldn't replace the memory of what a real cock felt like in my mouth, and fastening a bra over an empty chest only made me cry. Makeup helped a little, but it still only reminded me that I was a guy in makeup, not the woman I had been, if only for a short while. I even hired a hooker, to see if I could still perform, but I realized that I could no longer be aggressive, strong or dominant. How could I when I longed to be passive, weak and submissive? I wanted only to give pleasure, not take it. And it wasn't just the sex. It was the clothes, and the compliments, and having doors held open for me and having my order taken first at a restaurant. I'd been born a man, but I could no longer reconcile myself to that fact. I was a woman, and had to live as one. I sought counseling then, and began the process of transitioning. The hormones took so long to take effect, but when my breasts budded and my hips grew, I cried with happiness. I had to learn to move like a woman and talk like a woman, and sometimes I grew so frustrated, especially whenever people stared at me. Just a few months ago someone muttered "freak" under their breath as I passed them, and the word hurt so bad, the memory of Jamie's putdown still so fresh, afterward I just sat in my car and cried. But then a week later I was at the mall and that same clerk leaned in and whispered, "You're going to be such a pretty girl someday," and this time I cried in happiness. My reverie was interrupted by a knock at the door, a split-second before it opened. "Are you ready, Danielle?" "Yes, doctor, I'm ready." I'm ready to begin my life ... after.