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The Atlantis John and Ann were deeply in love when they decided to board the fateful journey on the Atlantis. They had both graduated college together and wanted to take a break before getting into the job market. The two arrived in Fort Lauderdale, Florida by plane and made their way over to the port. The cruise ship would take them to Puerto Rico and then swing towards the Bahamas on the way back to Florida. It would be an entire week of luxury, sightseeing, and fun. Still, not everything was picture perfect in the beginning. "We're going to be late," Ann said stressed out. "They're not going to leave without us," John assured her although he wasn't sure that was true. The two made their way to the cruise ship center and quickly checked in. After a few stressful moments, they managed to get their luggage onto the ship. "You see, no problem," John said as they got their tickets. "Let's just get to our rooms. It's so hot and humid here," Ann said. The two entered the bridge to get onto the ship and found their rooms towards the interior of the ship. They chose the cheapest room on the ship. John entered the room and nodded in approval at its size. Ann was less certain wondering where she would set up her things. John checked the window and saw the "town square" inside the ship. Deliberately covering the window with the curtains, John kicked off his shoes and fell on the bed. There was a knock on the door as the luggage was brought to the room. "Can you get that?" Ann asked as she fixed herself in the bathroom. John sighed and answered the door. He took the luggage inside and began organizing his things. He neatly placed his two suits in the closet and then folded away his t-shirts and shorts. "Why did you bring two suits?" Ann asked. "I don't want to look like a loser wearing the same suit to dinner every night," John answered. "You don't have to wear a suit every night," Ann reminded him. "Well, why did you bring more than one dress?" John asked. "You going through my things?" Ann asked alarmed. "Just trying to organize the closet, dear," John said condescendingly as he finished his work. Ann exited the bathroom and saw John relaxing on the bed. "How do I look?" she asked. Ann was a dirty blond with short spiky hair and blue eyes. John had brown hair and brown eyes. John looked over Ann's beautiful face and smiled. "Looking good," he approved. "So, shall we tour around the ship?" Ann asked. "I could think of a few things we could do before that," John smirked. Ann caught his meaning and wasn't sure whether to be flattered or annoyed. "I suppose I should get out of these clothes." "Need any help?" John asked. Ann turned her back to him and looked at the mirror giving him approval. John got off the bed and walked up behind Ann. He was several inches taller than her as he looked over her back. He slowly unzipped her dress revealing her sexy back. John then felt resistance as the zipper snagged. "Uh, I can't seem to get it to move," he muttered. "Seriously?" Ann asked amused. "Yeah, its like snagged. Let me work on it," John said as if he were a car mechanic. Ann waited patiently as John finally got the dress off. Ann faced John in her black bra and panties. "You need to learn how to work a woman's dress," she teased. "Practice makes perfect," John smiled eying Ann up and down. "You're killing the mood," Ann said as she quickly got her bra off. John hesitated as he saw his girlfriend's perfect breasts and then immediately started taking off his shirt and then his pants. Ann slipped out of her panties and lay down on the bed waiting for John to take all his clothes off. John threw his pants and underwear aside and got down next to Ann. His cock was already ready for action. "Did you bring the condoms?" Ann asked as he got on top of her. "Ah, man. They're in my hygiene bag," John said disappointed. "Whatever, it doesn't matter," Ann said as they kissed. The two touched and kissed one another knowing this would be only one of many love-making sessions on this cruise. Once Ann was ready, John slowly entered her. Ann sighed realizing all the hassles of the airports and taxies were all worth it. This one moment was worth all the inconveniences. John was a compassionate lover taking it slow at first before building up momentum. "Do you think the room next store will hear us?" Ann asked sheepishly. "I want them to," John smirked. John picked up speed and Anna began to moan in response. She knew that John was working to get her to an orgasmic high and that he wouldn't disappoint. John kept building up speed keeping Ann close so they wouldn't fall off the bed. "Oh God, John. Keep going," Ann said as she clutched him tightly. John was reaching his limit as Ann cried out with each breath. Finally, Ann tensed up as the orgasm hit her. It was so intense she couldn't speak. John kept going through her orgasm and came inside her. The two stopped moving exhausted. "You were great," Ann complimented. "Maybe we can do it again after dinner?" John asked hopefully. "Absolutely," Ann smiled. The two eventually got dressed and decided to take a tour of the ship. John had taken a small nap after their love-making as the ship began to move. Once they got to the top floor of the ship, they saw the coast of Florida fading away. Down below was a pool, a few Jacuzzi pools, a band, and a bar. The two didn't notice anything odd until they got to the pool deck. "Well, this is a little unexpected," John commented upon seeing two topless women sunbathing in a pool recliner. "Yeah, what if kids were around?" Ann wondered. John looked around and in fact didn't see one kid on the ship since their arrival. He then saw two men massaging each other on another pool recliner. Ann turned to the Jacuzzi and saw four men talking and laughing. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary until two of the men kissed. "John...," Ann said anxiously. John turned around and was taken aback. "Something's not right about this," he figured. "Everyone's gay, John," Ann said as if it were obvious. "How can that be? Not everyone on the ship is gay. This is just Florida," John said. "I think we should check in with customer service," Ann suggested. John shrugged and followed Ann through the ship to the elevator. More evidence of gay and lesbian couples appeared in front of them. Two ladies held hands as they walked past them and two men chatted about architectural design behind them. John and Ann entered the elevator and became crowded in by other passengers. There was an awkward silence as they finally reached the fifth floor. "We're the only straight people on this ship," Ann hissed. "You're exaggerating," John said but even he was now becoming uncertain. John and Ann came up to the customer service desk and wondered how to approach the issue. "I was wondering, could you tell us some basic things about this cruise line?" John asked politely. "Where to start?" the cruise line specialist smiled. She began discussing a number of irrelevant details about the cruise ship and then finally answered the question John and Ann wanted answer. "We have significant ties to the LGBT community. We marketed our cruise line to ensure a safe welcoming environment for all LGBT individuals onboard," she said. "Ah, I see. Are all the passengers a part of LGBT?" John asked. "I imagine the great majority are. We're the only cruise line that markets exclusively to the LGBT community," she said. "Good to know," John nodded. "It just so happens we're straight," John said awkwardly. The specialist smiled. "There's no requirement to be LGBT while onboard the Atlantis. The crew and staff will always be respectful to you. If you ever change your minds, we can arrange for you to be switched out into a different room," the specialist offered. "Switched out?" Ann wondered. "That won't be necessary," John said quickly. "Let's get some lunch, shall we," John said pulling Ann away. John and Ann walked away and found a corner away from everyone else. "You signed up us for a gay cruise," Ann hissed. "We signed up together, remember," John reminded her. "This whole thing is ruined," Ann said freaking out. "Why? So what if everyone's gay. It doesn't affect how we enjoy the activities," John said. "It does, because now every Lesbian on this ship is going to think of me as an item," Ann said anxiously. "And before, it would have been every guy on this ship," John said. "That's different," Ann said vaguely. "You like the male attention. Now that women are going to stare at you with elevator eyes, it freaks you out," John accused. "Don't act like you're not going to be uncomfortable with men looking at you the same way," Ann said defensively. "Look, we're here. We can't get off this boat, so we might as well enjoy it," John said. John had a giant burger from the cafeteria while Ann timidly ate a salad. "You know, if you look around at everyone it's going to get you more attention," John told her. "I can't help it," Ann said. "I keep imagining what everyone is doing once they get back to their rooms." "You should watch more porn. It will diversify your outlook," John suggested. "How much gay men porn do you watch, John?"Ann asked. John was silent stupefied by the question. "Thought so," Ann said looking around again. "I am going to get some ice cream," John said getting up. Ann felt uncomfortable as John left. "I wish I could just blend in," she said to herself. At dinner time, John showed up in his suit while Ann wore a black dress. She didn't bother to put on too much make-up as there was no one present she needed to impress. The couple found that in almost all cases there were tables with all men and tables with all women. John nodded realizing their predicament. "We have one opening for you, Sir, at this table, and we have one opening for you, at this table," the obviously gay waiter offered. "We're...together," Ann said annoyed. "Oh, my apologies," the waiter said. "None taken," John said diplomatically. "Are there people our age we could sit with?" "Of course. Follow me," the waiter said. John and Ann came to a table filled with young adult men and women. John seemed to get along with the group while Ann remained fairly silent. John ordered a bottle of wine and ended up drinking the entire bottle. "You know, I never thought of it that way. I never really questioned it," John said thoughtfully to another's question. Ann rolled her eyes as her boyfriend was obviously getting drunk. "And what about you? Have you ever questioned yourself?" a young woman asked. "No," Ann shook her head. John stumbled his way into the room and fell on the bed still in his suit. Ann closed the door and gave John a disgusted look. "You've questioned yourself?" she asked outraged. "I was merely being polite," he slurred. "And what if I was born a boy?" Ann pressed. "You would be the most beautiful boy I have ever seen," John said incoherently. After an entire afternoon and evening of being around gays, Ann wanted some normalcy. "Get out of that suit," she ordered. "Say what?" John asked confused. "I am going to have sex with my straight boyfriend," she said. John immediately became alert. "I don't know if I can honestly. I am really sloshed right now," he admitted. "I will make it work," Ann said aggressively. John simply stared in amazement as Ann aggressively took off his suit- jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. After a few moments, she took off his shoes and pants. She then quickly got out of her dress but still found John to be flaccid. "You could have helped with that bottle," John excused himself. Ann ignored him and took hold of his cock. She rubbed the head and began to stroke him. John moaned as Ann got his cock long and hard. She then went down on his cock but discovered resistance. She was too tight and not lubricated enough. "Damn it," she said frustrated. John realized her distress and switched positions with her. "You're too tense," he said. Ann stared at John wondering what he was going to do in his drunken state. John found her clit and placed his mouth between her legs. Ann shuddered and gripped the sheets. John had gone down on her a few times but not like this. Ann squirmed and bucked her hips due to the sensitivity. John licked and sucked right on target. Ann cried out not caring if the room next door could hear her. John finally got her to orgasm and then rested on the bed. Ann's body shook with excitement even as John passed out. He was being so good to her. She became resolved to be a good sport the rest of the cruise. The next morning, John and Ann attempted to make love before breakfast. It wasn't working out very well. John suffered a hangover and Ann was having trouble getting wet. Ann ultimately gave John head until he came. The two showered together touching one another as they cleaned each other. The couple then got dressed and went to breakfast. The two did a number of activities across the ship: miniature golf, rock climbing, ping-pong, trivia games, origami lessons, and dance classes. No one ever flirted with them or acted inappropriately. As the day went on, John and Ann felt more comfortable with their unusual circumstances. Still, Ann noticed some health concerns she hid from her boyfriend. That morning, there was a patch of hair on her armpit that she instantly shaved off. She also noticed that her clit seemed enlarged or inflamed. She wondered if John going down on her the night before was the cause. She became sexually frustrated that she couldn't get wet enough. "I'll just give you head," she said when they came back to the room. "I like being inside you. Its pleasure for both of us at the same time," John pointed out. "Why not penetrate my ass then," Ann suggested. "Whoa...wait a minute," John protested. "I can't get wet. I don't know why," she said. "First of all, I am not going to put it in your ass. We've talked about this, and we made a decision," John said. "So, what are we going to do?" Ann asked. "We don't have to have sex every night. It's fine," John allowed. "Really?" Ann asked skeptically. "Really," John assured her as he kissed her. The ship made its way to Puerto Rico and the two of them toured around the city of San Juan. For the first time in a few days, they were around straight men and women. Even so, Ann felt out of place. She had still declined to tell John about her condition. She now had to spend even more time in the bathroom shaving her legs and arms, getting her hair ready and putting make-up on. John didn't notice the difference as the two strolled around the city. Eventually, it was time for everyone to get back on the ship. John and Ann simply cuddled until they fell asleep in each other's arms. As the ship swung around towards the Bahamas, John noticed that Ann had lost interest in swimming. "I don't want to get sunburned," she said. "There's an indoor pool," John pointed out. "I don't like the chlorine," Ann added. John shrugged and left the room in his swim trunks. Ann looked over her body anxiously. The body hair had returned and had to be shaven if she were to ever go swimming. Her breasts also appeared small like an A- cup. Her bikini bra wouldn't even fit now. Her clit still remained swollen and now resembled a small penis. She didn't dare have sex with John now. She considered checking into the ship clinic but then John would be alerted of a problem. She just needed to last until the end of the cruise. That evening, John wore his suit while Ann uncomfortably wore a dress. She padded up her bra to continue giving the impression her breasts had not shrunk. The waiter greeted them as they approached but seemed confused by the table names. "There is a table for John and Aaron," the waiter said looking at the table listing. "It's Ann," John corrected. "Apologies, Sir. Follow me," the waiter said. Ann felt a haunting sensation from the waiter. All the signs fit. She was turning into a man on this cruise ship. The cruise was completely gay and it wanted her to be John's gay man lover. She felt a sick sensation throughout dinner but no one at the table caught it. "I'm going to bed. I'm tired," Ann said excusing herself. John shrugged and decided to go to sleep as well. The next morning, John woke up to find Ann already gone. He hadn't slept in, so he wondered what was wrong. He heard a knocking on the door and found one of the room service personal waiting. "Maybe come back in an hour," John suggested. "Yes, Sir," he said politely but then hesitated. "I must tell you, Sir. It's about the room," he said vaguely. "What about it?" John asked concerned. "This cruise is unusual, no? You are the only straight couple on this ship," he said. "So?" John asked. "The room will change one of you to become the ideal partner for the other. Either both occupants will be men or both occupants will be women," he continued. "From the looks of things, she will become a man." "That's impossible," John rejected. "I have seen it happen before. These rooms have powers you do not understand. You should have left the ship in Puerto Rico," he said. "Well, that doesn't help me now does it?" John asked annoyed. "Sorry, Sir. I am not allowed to speak to you about this, but I had to warn you," he said. "Is there anything that can slow down the change? We only have a few more days left," John asked hopefully. "From my experience, the changes happen before the cruise ends. However, Sir, the changes accelerate if you wear clothes of the opposite sex," he said. "Can the process be reversed?" John asked looking for any loophole. The man could see John's distress. "Sir, as I have said, the rooms will either have two men or two women. If you were to wear a woman's dress, it could flip the change," he whispered. "You can't be serious," John said as he realized the ramifications. "I am sorry, Sir. I do not know anything else," he said. "Thanks for telling me," John said and let the man go about his business. Going back inside the room, John contemplated what had been said. He still couldn't believe that the cruise was magical. It made a lot more sense that Ann had just been a victim of a virus on the ship or food poisoning. He would just suggest that Ann go to the ship clinic before they reached the Bahamas. John didn't see Ann the whole day, but he did notice that one of his suits was missing. He had wanted to use it but now it was gone. Instead of searching through the suit cases and the room, John simply put his old suit on and hoped to meet Ann at the lobby next to the dinner hall. John strolled casually through the ship and entered the lobby looking for Ann. There were couples who were getting their picture taken in the corner, all of them gay. John looked around and then a young man bumped into him. "Hi, John," the man said in an effeminate voice. John stared at the young man and started to see a resemblance. He had short dirty blond hair, his eyes were the same as Ann, and his facial features were similar as well. John couldn't see any indication the man had breasts underneath his suit jacket or feminine hips at the belt. The only thing obviously odd was that the man was wearing his suit and his shoes looked like they didn't fit properly. The tie was also a little messed up. He looked very androgynous. "Ann, is that you?" John asked stunned. "Don't call me that. Call me Arnold," she whispered. John took her away from the crowd in a corner to speak with her. "Why are you wearing my suit? Why do you look this way?" John demanded. "I just want to fit in," Ann told him. "This is absolutely crazy. You are a straight woman. You were born a woman, this is who you are," John told her. "It's not that simple, John. Ever since I have been on this ship, weird things have been happening to me," she said as her eyes became teary. "I've lost my breasts, my clit resembles a penis, and my vagina has closed up. I'm becoming a man and there's no way to stop it!" she said frustrated. "So, after this cruise we just go our separate ways," Ann continued. "No, we're going to fix this," John said resolved. "It can't be fixed. Everyone is gay on this ship for a reason. If you're different, it forces you to conform to it. Don't you understand? By the end of this cruise, I am going to have a cock and balls. That's the reality," she said. "Can you be gay for me?" she asked rhetorically. John didn't have an answer to that. "Do you want to be a man?" he asked softly. "No, but I have no choice," she said angrily. John lost his appetite and didn't know what to do. He needed a place alone to think. "I have to go. Go eat something," John said suddenly leaving. "John, where are you going?" Ann called after him. John didn't answer. He went straight to the top floor in the observation room that hosted a bar. He sat down and immediately ordered a drink. "Something got you down?" the bartender asked him. "I have an important decision to make, and I don't know what the future holds," John said taking another shot. "That's life, son. You have to make your own destiny," the bartender advised. "This ship is forcing me," John said incoherently. "Then fight the ship. Take control," the bartender said with sudden excitement. "Yeah, I have to take control," John agreed. "That's the spirit, son," the bartender said giving him another shot. "But before I do, I am going to need a few more shots," John said. "Liquid courage, my man," the bartender agreed. John stumbled his way back to the room but didn't find Ann there. He took the chair in the room and placed it next to the door, so she wouldn't be able to get in even with the key. With the door secure, John threw his suit jacket off and worked to unbutton his shirt. Finding it difficult to unbutton each one in his drunken state, he decided to just rip it down the middle. "Fuck it," he muttered. Taking off his shirt, he looked at the muscular chest he had worked on for so many years. He eyed his triceps and bicep muscles on each arms and wondered if he could go through with it. After a moment's hesitation, John kicked off his shoes, got out of his pants, and finally became completely nude in front of the mirror. In his drunken state, John could barely stand and was wobbling. He stroked his cock a few times as if to savior to feeling. "I have to do it for her, buddy," he said to his cock. He felt around his balls and stroked his cock a few times before taking the plunge. Opening the closet, he found Ann's blue bikini swim suit. Placing it on the bed, John felt incredibly foolish thinking of what he was about to do. He had no idea whether the room cleaner that stopped by was genuine or just fucking with him. If he were sober, he might have decided not to do it. "Can't be too hard," he muttered. He took the bikini bra and placed it around his chest. He then clasped the bra together with some difficulty. Finally, it was on stretched to the max due to John's chest size. John then put the bikini bottom on which could barely hold his cock and balls inside. John looked at the mirror and shook his head at the idiocy of it all. "Alright, I did it. Make me a woman and leave Ann alone," John said to the room. Nothing happened. John shook his head at the futility of it all and was relieved the chair was blocking the door. If Ann found him like this, she would freak. John was about to take the bikini off when a sudden sensation went through his body. He bent over as he felt strange inside. John looked at the mirror in alarm and saw his face soften and become more feminine. Within seconds, John's face morphed to that of a woman's face. His eyebrows thinned and his eyes and nose changed, his lips became feminine, and his brown hair started growing down to his shoulders. "It's actually working," he said in a higher pitched voice. John saw his Adam's apple disappear and then noticed his whole body was changing. He became shorter in the mirror by a few inches, his arms and legs became thinner and less muscular, and his body hair was disappearing into thin air. John looked at his hands as they shrank and his nails extended. He looked down at his feet and saw the same thing. The bikini bra became less stretched as his chest and back shrank. John held his chest as his nipples and breasts began to expand. "Don't be too big but don't be too small either," John told them as they filled out the bikini. His breasts met his bikini size and then stopped growing to John's relief. With regret, John saw his abs disappear into a slender tummy. "Now, the big change," John realized. He didn't even want to look as his sexual organs began to change next. His bikini bottom shrank down as his penis and balls deflated. John then felt a pleasurable experience as his penis inverted inside of him creating a new vagina. Nerves immediately connected to his new vagina and womb sending pulses of pleasure into John's now female brain. "Holy Shit," John said as he felt his female organs materialized inside him. Ann's bikini now fit perfectly around John's female body. John looked at herself in the mirror and saw a beautiful brunet staring back at her. Filled with curiosity, John unclipped her bikini bra and got out of her bottoms. She stared at her new breasts and started touching and feeling them for the first time. It felt so weird to her to have this sudden weight on her chest. She then saw a small amount of pubic hair leading to her vagina entrance. Cautiously, John felt around for her clit and felt a jolt once she found it. "I'm really a woman now," she said to herself. Ann stared off into space looking at the ocean horizon. It was dark and the stars were out. It would have been a great time to stare up at the sky, go swimming, or go to a show. But after everything that had happened to her, she just wanted to be alone. Suddenly, she felt a weird sensation in her chest. Her breasts pushed forward against her shirt and suit jacket. "What the hell?" she wondered as John's suit jacket began to get too big for her. She made her way to the elevator in loose shoes on her way back to her room. John looked over her whole body admiring her hour-glass figure. There was a knock on the door startling her. "John, its Ann. Open the door," she said pounding on the door. John awkwardly moved the chair out of the way and then opened the door a crack to let Ann in. A confused and disheveled Ann entered the room and closed the door behind her. "John?" she said as she entered the room. Ann clumsily walked past John's clothes that were lying on the floor and saw a naked woman in the corner of the room. Her immediate reaction was that John had been cheating on her with another woman. She clenched her fists in anger and completely forgot how relieved she was to have changed back. "Ann, it's me, John," the woman said. Ann stared at the woman and got closer to her. She studied John's face and saw a resemblance. It was as if John had a sister. "John?" she wondered. "It's me," John nodded. "What happened to you?" Ann asked disturbed. "The ship only allows gay couples, so I put on your clothes and made us both women," John explained. "You became a woman, so I would change back?" Ann questioned. John nodded. Ann was beside herself in confusion. "How did you know this would happen?" she asked. "One of the cleaners told me," John said. "I figured it was worth a try." "But John, everything you have worked for. You're no longer a man," Ann said upset. "It was either you or me," John said. "Then it should have been me," Ann said teary-eyed. "How can I live with this knowing that you sacrificed so much for me, and I have given you nothing in return?" John smiled with her new smile. "Maybe not," she said touching Ann's stomach through the shirt. Ann stared at John realizing what she meant. They had unprotected sex a mere few days ago. Ann grabbed John and kissed her on the mouth. She didn't know why she did it. It had been instantaneous. She had never considered being with a woman before and now she was kissing one. John kissed Ann back relieved that she still loved women. Of course they were a Lesbian couple now. She felt aroused kissing Ann but in a different way than before. She didn't feel her cock becoming erect like before. Instead it was something internal within her very being. "I can't call you John anymore," Ann said caressing her face. "Call me...Joan," Joan suggested. "Yes, that works. I love you Joan," Ann said kissing her partner again. Joan broke the kiss and started taking Ann's clothes off. "You okay with this?" Joan asked hopefully. "Yes, I want you," Ann said adamantly. Joan took off Ann's suit jacket and unbuttoned the shirt with renewed confidence. Ann had never shown any Lesbian tendencies before but now everything had changed. Ann kicked off the loose shoes and pulled her pants down from her hips. Ann was braless under her shirt and had also decided not wear underwear. Joan and Ann were now naked in front of each other. "You look so hot," Joan complimented. Ann couldn't help but compare her breast size with Joan. Had turning almost into a man reduced her breast size or did Joan just have a good set of genes? Ann tested Joan's breasts massaging them and touching her nipples. "Feels different than before, doesn't it?" Ann smiled. "Completely different," Joan admitted. "I am going to suck on your nipples the same way you sucked mine," Ann said seductively. Joan backed up and fell on the bed with Ann on top of her. Ann moved her thigh, so it rubbed against Joan's clit and sucked on her nipples. "We're going to be mothers, you and I. We're going to nurse the baby together," Ann whispered as she sucked on Joan's nipple. Joan closed her eyes as images of women pressing their breasts together entered her mind. Deeper still, she imagined herself nursing a newborn baby. She had never thought she would ever be in such a position in her life. She imagined herself taking turns nursing the baby with Ann next to her. Ann positioned herself on top of Joan rubbing her clit against Joan's. As she breathed heavily from eroticism, she remembered her teenage years. Had she not always had a crush on some of the girls in her class? When everyone went to shower after gym class had she not been memorized by their figures? She recalled her best friend in high school and how one day they had experimented with a kiss. How she loved that girl. Ann then recalled making out with her college roommate but she never had sex with a woman until Joan came along. Had she not been a Lesbian since the beginning? She couldn't comprehend ever having desire for men. Ann knew the magic was changing her mind, but she didn't care to fight it. The two rubbed each other lovingly kissing the entire time until Ann lowered herself down to Joan's vaginal entrance. She had never done this to another woman, but she somehow knew what to do. She licked and kissed Joan's clit getting an immediate reaction. Joan tensed up and bucked her hips in response. Ann continued to lick at Joan causing the other woman to squirm on the bed. "Wow, that feels so good," Joan said barely able to stay still. Encouraged, Ann placed her tongue deeper inside her. Joan felt intense pleasure with each touch. This was so much better than getting her cock sucked. If she knew it felt this good, she would have offered to have done it more often. But there would be plenty of time to make up for it. Joan moaned feminine gasps and became aroused by the sound of her new feminine voice. Finally, it became too much and Joan tensed up as she felt her first female orgasm. She cried out letting it all out. "How was it?" Ann asked. "Intense," Joan said breathing heavily. "It was my first time," Ann smiled. "You did well," Joan complimented. Ann suddenly remembered a foreign memory that had materialized in her mind. "I'll be right back," she said walking over to her suit case. As she remembered, the dildo was inside one of the suitcase pockets. She took the peach colored dildo and strap and brought it over to Joan. "Before we become total Lesbians, can you fuck me like we used to?" Ann asked. Joan looked at her crotch and then at the strap on. "Sure," Joan agreed. Ann positioned herself on the bed while Joan put the strapon on her hips. Tightly in place, Joan slowly pushed the dildo inside Ann's vagina entrance. Unlike before, she was ready to receive it, and Joan was able to move in all the way. "How does it feel?" Joan asked. "It's different. How erotic it feels to see and feel your new body while having that inside me," Ann gasped. "Well, I am not going to stop until you have an orgasm, alright," Joan smiled. Ann nodded excited in anticipation. With a dildo there was no worry that Joan would get soft or have a premature ejaculation. They could just keep going and going without end. Joan began her thrusts remembering what it was like to have sex as a man. This time their weight and size were equal. The two changed positions and rolled around with Ann occasionally on top. Joan then discovered that if she thrust the right way she could rub her clit as well with the dildo. The two women moaned and cried out not caring who heard them. In the next room, two women in formal dresses had just come back from dinner. They were in their mid-forties enjoying a twenty-year anniversary together. The two of them then listened intently as they heard a sound coming from the wall. "What is it?" one of them asked. The other woman smiled as she could hear Joan and Ann's love making remembering the time when she first met her partner. She kissed her partner unexpectedly. "What was that for?" the other asked. "Let's get out of here and go to the club," she smiled. Joan and Ann's hair went wild, their breasts shook with each movement, and their bodies were sweating from effort. Ann finally clenched up as she felt an orgasm go through her. Joan relaxed tired from the exertion. "You want to call it a night?" Joan asked with a smile. "No way," Ann objected recovering from her orgasm. "You've fucked me every time until this point. Now, I am going to return the favor." Joan raised her eyebrows as she realized what Ann was planning to do. She didn't know if she was ready to be penetrated for the first time. Ann clumsily placed the dildo strap around her waist and then got near Joan who was lying on her back. "Help me guide it in," Ann asked sheepishly. "I just got it an hour ago," Joan reminded her. "Okay. I'll feel around," Ann said and pressed the dildo in the general area. Joan moaned as Ann rubbed her vaginal entrance. Ann found the entrance and tried to keep herself steady. Leaning forward, she moved her hips slightly forward entered Joan for the first time. Ann slowly and cautiously pressed forward until the entire dildo length was inside. "Wow, that feels good," Joan commented. "This is so weird. I don't know how fast or how strong to go," Ann said uncertain. "It's okay. We have time," Joan smiled. Ann moved her hips thrusting inside Joan a couple times as she got used to the positioning. Joan enjoyed the sensation but wasn't overwhelmed by it. "Let me see," Joan said placing herself on top without having the dildo come out. Joan put her hands on Ann's hips and moved her own up and down on the dildo. The muscles in her legs burned a little as she aggressively moved. Joan quickened her speed and looked up at the ceiling. Her hair was all over the place moving up and down with each thrust. She instinctively touched her breasts rubbing and squeezing her nipples. Ann merely watched aroused and excited by Joan's attempt to bring herself to an orgasm. Joan felt the orgasm was coming but her legs and hips burned with the muscular effort. "Just a little more," she said to herself. The hard work paid off as the orgasm hit her. Joan suddenly stopped moving as she felt her vagina pulse with pleasure. Joan gasped for breath as felt exhausted. She collapsed on Ann and the two started kissing with occasional giggles and laughs at their new situation. "Will you still be my wife?" Joan asked in between kisses. "Only if you will be mine," Ann replied. The next morning, Joan and Ann were spread out on the bed completely nude. Ann awoke and did a double take as she saw another naked woman. "Oh yeah, last night," she smiled. Ann looked around and saw that the room was a mess with clothes all over the place. She decided to let Joan sleep as she entered the shower. As the water poured over her, Ann thought about how she would plan their wedding. She giggled at the prospect of having two wedding dresses and two sets of brides' maids. Maybe they would just keep it simple and private. Her thoughts were interrupted as Joan entered the shower with her. "John...I mean, Joan," Ann said surprised. "You weren't going to shower without me were you," Joan smiled at her. The shower was a bit small for two people forcing their breasts together. "I don't think you know how to shower like a real woman, Joan," Ann said seductively. "Show me," Joan smirked. Thirty-minutes later, a thrilled Ann and Joan exited the bathroom and then heard a knock on the door. "I should answer it," Ann said going for the door. She was going to have trouble explaining why John was mysteriously missing. She opened the door to find two awkwardly dressed young men. "Can I help you?" Ann asked politely. "We were sent by the front desk to this room number. They said you might be interested in a trade," one of them said sheepishly. "What kind of trade?" Ann asked suspiciously. "Clothes basically. They said you had some extra suits, pants, t- shirts, and shoes you wouldn't need," he said. "Uh huh, in exchange for what?" Ann asked playing along. "We have a collection of women's clothes. We got dresses...bras...the whole package deal," he said embarrassed. "And how did you come by these clothes?" Ann smiled. Joan entered the picture wearing her bathrobe. The men in front of her didn't seem to care about her feminine figure, wet hair, and how she was brushing her teeth like a flirt. "Just make the trade, so we can go to breakfast," Joan said impatiently. "Okay, bring it over," Ann allowed. It wouldn't be her clothes that were being traded anyway. After the trade, Joan was dressed in new female clothes ready for action. Joan and Ann ventured around the Bahamas enjoying the beaches, the hotels, and the shops. As it reached afternoon, Ann and Joan were still in their bathing suits on the beach. The two were receiving positive male attention throughout the day. All were oblivious that they were together. "How are you feeling?" Ann asked "I feel exposed actually. Like everyone can see everything," Joan said feeling weird in a bikini. "I think you'll like it," Ann assured her. "Do you think maybe...," Ann asked as some guys checked them out. "No way," Joan shook her head. "Not even once," Ann chided. "I would have to be really drunk," Joan chuckled. Ann didn't care who might see. She kissed Joan on the lips. Without thinking, Joan kissed Ann back. "Let's get back to the ship." Ann and Joan got ready for the formal dinner. Joan needed help with her hair, make-up, and even how to put the dress on. "Is all this really necessary?" Joan asked. "Yes," Ann told her for the hundredth time. Ann gave Joan a look over and then grabbed her purse. The room keys had somehow changed to reflect Joan's new name. The two walked slowly towards the dining hall with Joan having trouble walking in high heels. As they approached the stairs, they were amazed to see people lined up on either side all smiling at them. The two awkwardly walked towards the stairs and saw that the next floor also contained a large crowd of people looking down at them. "Go on," the room cleaner encouraged. The two went up the stairs going only halfway up. Joan and Ann looked at each smiling wondering what was going on. The crowd on both floors suddenly started clapping for them with the captain being the last. The two women looked at the orchestrated effort in awe. "This is for us," Ann realized. Joan kissed Ann in front of everyone and the applause only became louder. Epilogue Two men in shorts and Caribbean t-shirts strolled towards their rooms care-free. They entered their room and looked out at the ocean-view window. The ship had already left the port and was now out to see. They suddenly heard a knock on the door. "Must be our bags," one of them said. They opened the door and instead found a plump woman with red frizzy hair in a woman's suit. There was a cross pin on her suit jacket. "I think there's been a misunderstanding," she said sweetly. "Misunderstanding? What kind of...misunderstanding," the first man asked. "Here on the Enchantment, only families are allowed on board. Spouses and their children, you see," the woman said delicately. "Well, no problem then. Dave and I are a family. We're married," Steve smiled condescendingly. "That isn't what we had in mind," the woman said politely. "What are you going to do? Throw us off the boat?" Steve asked. "Let it go," Dave comforted Steve. "No, it's time we became more assertive when it comes to these people," Steve said. "I just have one question for you two," the woman said. "Shoot," Steve said welcoming the next challenge. "Which of you is going to be the wife?"