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It was a cloudy Saturday morning when best friends and roommates James and Dwayne were chilling at their dining room table, drinking their morning coffee. "Happy birthday, my dude. Sucks that your dirty thirty is in the midst of this pandemic. Woulda been hella nice to have taken you and the friends out to celebrate." James said while sipping on his warm brew. "I did get you a gift, so I guess it's not all bad." "Bro, I told you that you didn't have to get me anything. It's just another day on the calendar, especially during these times." Dwayne replied while also taking sips from his coffee. "Yeah, well, I wanted to get you something extra special since you're turning thirty. I know you're into those weird transformation fetish- story whatevers, and I happened to come across some blonde lady who said you could live out one of your fantasies." "James, what the fuck are you even talking about? You're being weird. Weirder than normal, actually. Is this supposed to be some big 30th surprise party type shit?" "Nope. She gave me these two vials with instructions to pour the pink one in your morning coffee and the blue one in mine." James replied while holding up two small empty vials. "You poisoned my coffee?" Dwayne asked while coughing. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" As Dwayne asked that question, his buzzed blonde hair began to rapidly grow out while darkening to a chestnut brown, only stopping till it reached a couple of inches past his shoulders. His much longer hair quickly pulled back into a ponytail as James' eyes widened in surprise as he continued to sip his coffee. "Dude, this isn't funny, and I'm not in the mood for your stupid pranks," Dwayne said sternly and walked over to dump his cup of coffee into the sink. "Why are you looking at me all weirdly?" "Bro, don't waste a good cup of coffee. I didn't poison us or anything. Come sit back down, and I'll explain. I wanted to make your 30th something to remember is all." Dwayne gave him a questioning glance and hesitated with the mug hovering over the sink before walking back over and sitting down. "You better start talking, or I swear to god." "As I was saying a couple minutes ago, I know you're into that TF stuff, which, ya know, everyone has their kink. This lady hit me up while I was on my way back from the gas station..." he began. "This blonde lady?" Dwayne interjected. "Yeah, her. Quick tangent, but she was hot as fuck in this bright pink jogging outfit, but anyway... I casually wave and trip over the damn sidewalk and fall right on my ass. She runs over to help me up like any kind stranger, and then we casually get to talking. Now, mind you, I haven't even mentioned my name, and she rambles it off as if we're close friends. Even mentioned your name and that it was your birthday. Really fucking weird, but I didn't think much about it at the time..." While James is beginning to explain things, Dwayne's body has continued to change unbeknownst to him. In a matter of minutes, he had lost a couple of inches, bringing him to about five foot eight. No longer was he the tallest amongst the two. His hands began to soften as they cupped the coffee mug as he sipped, the tips of his nails growing about a half- inch. James barely managed to keep a straight face as he watched the skin around his friend's face begin to spasm and soften in appearance. "Go on," Dwayne said while glaring at him. "Sorry. She asks if I believe in magic or some shit, and I kindly told her it was waaaaay too early in the morning for such a question. She babbles on, and then I shit you not waves her right hand over this patch of grass and flowers just start growing till they're in full bloom. Obviously, now she has my full attention and mentions that she has a gift to make your 30th something to remember by. I, of course, fully listened to her spiel, and she had asked if you had any kinks. Again, looking back at it now, weird fucking question to be asking, but I weirdly felt compelled to answer it." "Okay, so what the hell did you tell her?" "That you got that whole TF kink, which she weirdly was familiar with but that you had a specific niche of it. Ya know... that you get off on the idea of some random dude being turned into a pregnant woman. Not trying to kink shame, lotta dudes got that preggo kink, and again I'm not trying to kink shame since I like to be tied up. She seemed very interested as I told her all this, and that's when she waved her hand again to produce these two vials you see here." "James, what the fuck are you smoking? Because that's gotta be some really good shit to be making up this bullshit, and you better fucking share with me." By this point, Dwayne's face had taken on the appearance of a freshly turned thirty-year-old woman. His blue eyes had darkened to a brown color, his nose had shrunk, and his lips had plumped up some. Then his arms began to soften and shrink to match the new proportions of his smaller hands. "I don't know how you think I'm making this shit up. I obviously have the vials in front of me. Whatever, anyway, she said with these vials, you could live out your little fantasy for the next 48 hours, and here we are." James finally finished. "Wow. Just... wow. I can't believe you'd make up such a story as to how you got scammed into accepting some random shit from a stranger." Dwayne replied, now visibly annoyed. "Dwayna, why would I... Dwina. Diana, why would I make this up?" James asked, his face turning ghostly white as he realized he couldn't say his friend's name correctly. "Oh, very fucking funny, James. Gonna use my favorite girl's name now instead of my actual name? Man, just fuck you. What a shitty way to start my birthday." Diana complained as he stood up from the dining room table. "Diana! Fuck! I'm not trying to say that name! I don't know why I can only say that name! I promise I'm not doing it to piss you off." James shot back. Diana's feet had shrunk while his legs lengthened, his thighs thickened, putting some minor strain on the sides of his sweatpants. As his thighs thickened, his butt started to grow out, putting immense pressure on his crotch from his sweats. This discomfort quickly faded just as soon as it began, his twig and berries shrinking into his body till they were their female counterparts. "You're a fucking prick!" Diana shouted from across the kitchen as they poured out the coffee into the sink. "Dude! I'm not fucking around. I swear on my grandmother's grave! I-I think it might be those potion things that lady gave me." James replied. Diana's sweatpants hadn't really changed other than going up a couple of sizes to accommodate her thicker thighs and ass. Underneath, her boxers had turned into a pair of comfy black panties with a little pink bow across the front; a black bra forming under her grey band tee. The shirt Diana had been wearing also went up from a size Medium to an XL. "Oh, here we go again. Enough with that crap. Just admit you got conned and we can move on and go get groceries like we planned." As she spoke, her voice began to rise in pitch till she sounded like an adult woman. "Di, look at yourself. I swore on my grandmother's grave, and you know how serious that is to me. I'm not making shit up." She turned away from the sink to look at James with the mug still in hand. The serious look on his face was telling all she needed. Just as she went to look down at her changing body, an intense amount of pressure began to form in her abdomen. Diana dropped the mug in surprise as it felt like she had been sucker-punched in the gut. The mug shattered into pieces as it hit the floor by her feet. "Oh god, it hurts! James, what did you do?!" Diana asked while hunching over and grabbing at her stomach. "Don't move! J-just stay put, so you don't step on the shards." James called out as he quickly stood up and went to grab a dustpan and broom. "James, my stomach hurts. What's happening to me?" Diana was starting to sweat profusely as her slightly chubby belly began to push out further, rounding out a bit as it did so. James had quickly tiptoed around the broken shards of the mug, and once his bare feet had touched the carpet of the living room, he bolted down the hall to the laundry room to grab a broom and dustpan. Just as he opened the laundry room door and stepped in, he heard a loud scream coming from the kitchen. "Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit!" he thought while trying to find the broom and dustpan quickly. "Where the fuck is it!?" he yelled in frustration while frantically searching. It took longer than James wanted, but he did manage to find the items hanging up behind the door (where they usually were) and quickly ran back to the kitchen with them in hand. Diana had sunk down to the floor, her lower back just barely touching the cabinets while still hunched over and holding her stomach. "I'm back with the broom and..." James began to say, noticing his friend on the floor surrounded by the shards. "...and dustpan." "What the fuck did you do to me?! I-I... none of this is real... this is impossible..." Diana sobbed, briefly looking up to see James standing at the edge of the kitchen. "Diana... are you okay? Are you hurt?" James asked. "James, just fucking look at me! Do I look like I'm okay? I look like I just swallowed a goddamn beach ball!" she shouted. "Dude, I got fucking tits! They look fucking huge! My dick is gone! I'm a woman!" James was for once at a loss of words as his brain tried to rapidly think of something to say as he stared dumbfoundedly at his friend. He awkwardly started to sweep up the broken shards while Diana held her head in her hands and cried. "James! Fucking say something! You're the one who caused this!" "I'm sorry... Di, I had no idea. I swear!" "You're not a pregnant woman! I am!" "Wh-what...?" "Whatever you put in my coffee turned me into a pregnant woman!" Diana looked up at James as he finished up sweeping and wiped her eyes. He tossed the shards into the trash and then set the dustpan down before walking over to her. James held his hands out for her to grab and helped pull her up, causing her to fall into him. "Woah... careful, honey..." James softly said while holding onto her. Diana held onto him tighter, almost causing him to fall backward. James just managed to readjust himself as they both held onto each other in the middle of the kitchen. "Why does this feel so nice? His arms wrapped around me... My body pressed against his so tight..." Diana thought. "Wait, what?!" She quickly let go of James and pushed away from him. "What the fuck was that?" Diana asked nervously. "I felt like I could just be held by you for hours..." "I'm not sure. I wanted to just hold you and make you feel better, kinda like a husband would for his wife." James replied. "Oh no. No. No. No. If that potion shit is supposed to make us live out my fantasy, and we both took it..." "What are you saying?" "James. We're married. I'm your wife! Oh god, that makes you my... my husband...." "Di, what the fuck kinda fantasy do you actually have?" Diana's face turned bright pink, and she quickly turned to face away from James in embarrassment. "Diana. Seriously what is it? We're stuck like this for the next 48 hours..." "It?s... complicated..." "I know what you?re into, so just tell me. I?m not gonna be mad or anything. So please stop being dodgy." She turned around, still blushing like crazy, and pointed at herself. James gave her a weird, questioning look as he tried to figure out what she meant. "Two friends, the one randomly turns into a pregnant lady, and reality around them alters so they?re married and..." "And?" "They have sex..." It was James? turn for his face to turn pink. "O-oh..." "Yeah... I know. It?s embarrassing, and it?s not like I ever thought I?d end up in my own fantasy!" There was a brief period of awkward silence between them that was only interrupted by James? phone going off. He walked back over to the table and looked at the notification. "Oh shit, our groceries are ready for pick up," James announced as he slid his thumb up to unlock it. "Is it nine already?" Diana asked, turning to look at the clock on the microwave. "We should probably get going... unless you don?t want me to." "Of course I do, babe. We have some things to talk about on the way." Diana involuntarily smiled at being called ?babe? and walked over to him, planting a sweet kiss on his lips. "That was so cute calling me babe." Both looked at each other wide-eyed, cheeks blushing like crazy before James quickly walked around her to grab his car keys and then to the garage. Diana quickly followed in awkward silence. The awkwardness between them continued into the garage as Diana struggled to get into the front passenger seat of James? car. "Umm can I get some help, please?" she asked nervously. "This new belly is making it a bit difficult to just slide in like I normally would." James walked over to the other side without saying a word and tried to assist her while trying to avoid looking at her boobs near his face as he was bent over. Once she was safely in and buckled, he quickly hurried over to the driver?s side and hopped in. The drive over to their local Walmart was still in silence until they had gotten parked in the grocery pickup area. James had pulled out his phone and checked into the app, and then went to browsing Reddit while they waited. "I?m sorry for kissing you! Oh my gosh, I?m sorry for yelling. I just needed to get that out cause this silence between us is driving me nuts." Diana suddenly said, breaking the silence while James checked them in on their phone. "Di, I?m sorry too," James replied, setting his phone down and turning to look at her. "I didn?t know how to respond and didn?t want to make things even more awkward. I?m also sorry for putting us into this mess, especially you. I just wanted to celebrate your 30th in style, but this wasn?t exactly what I had in mind." "Well, this is definitely a surprise..." Diana replied. "I just can?t believe this is real. Like, every bit of this should be impossible and yet..." Their conversation was briefly interrupted by a knock on the window by a Walmart employee. James jumped out of his seat as he quickly put his mask on and rolled down the window. "Hiya, sir. Would you like your groceries in the backseat or the trunk?" the employee asked. "Trunk is fine. I?ll get it open here." James replied, reaching down and pulling the lever to pop the trunk. The Walmart employee nodded and walked over to the back of the car to start loading the groceries into the trunk. Diana was trying her best to contain her giggles as James turned to look back at her. "What?" James asked, visibly confused. "Just how you jumped from him knocking." Diana giggled loudly. "Oh my gosh, that was so funny!" James stuck his tongue out at her just as the trunk lid closed. "Okay, you guys are set! Have a nice day!" the worker shouted from behind the car." "Thanks, you too!" James quickly replied, rolling up the window afterward. "I?m glad the awkwardness between us seems to be going away..." Diana mentioned on their way back home. "What do you mean?" James asked. "The fact that we can just talk to each other again without sitting in silence. We had a little goof, and we?re not letting it bother us too much despite how awkward we both feel about it." "Yeah, it was just a kiss and nothing else. It?s not like we?re gonna actually have sex or anything..." A small part of Diana seemed to die inside at the thought of the kiss earlier, not meaning anything, but she shook it away. James tried not to dwell on it too much either, but something told him he didn?t really mean what he said. *** When they were parked in the garage, Diana once again requested assistance, this time getting out of the vehicle. "I?m sorry for being helpless..." "Well, at least that?s one thing that hasn?t changed about you." James chuckled as he offered his hands. "Haha, very funny asshole." Diana retorted, grabbing his hands. James helped pull her out, doing so with a bit too much gusto and caused her to fall right into him and pinning him against the wall. Her head landed right against his chest while her belly pressed right up against his lower stomach. Both quickly let go of each other?s hands and tried to quickly separate as their faces burned bright. "S-Sorry! I swear I?m trying!" Diana squealed as she felt James? hands grab her breasts. "H-Hey! Not there!" "Shit. Sorry I grabbed the first thing I could to brace myself!" James squeaked, his face a bright red. "Well, can you at least let go of them, you perv!?" Diana?s face was just as red as she glanced down and saw a hand on each breast. James quickly moved his hands to grab at her shoulders and managed to push her off of him so he could back away from the wall. They both tried to avoid direct eye contact as Diana hurried over to the popped trunk and grabbed a few bags of groceries. James soon joined her, grabbing a few bags and following her inside the house. Without uttering a word, he opted to go back out into the garage to grab the remaining bags. While James made a second trip out into the garage, Diana started putting some of the groceries away. She started with the bag containing a few canned goods, putting them into the pantry. James made it back in with the rest of the groceries, catching a proper look at Diana?s butt as she was slightly bent over in the pantry. "Dude, stop looking at her ass; you already unintentionally grabbed her boobs. Even if it is nice... like god damn..." he thought. He quickly shook his head to clear such thoughts while grabbing a bag of the frozen goods off the counter. He stepped over to the fridge and opened the bottom drawer freezer with his free hand, and started grabbing the frozen pizzas out of the bag. Diana was purposely trying to avoid his gaze after their little boob incident in the garage by keeping her head buried in the pantry. Upon hearing the freezer drawer open, she peeked around the pantry door to catch James slightly bent over putting stuff away. "He?s got a cute butt. I dunno why I never noticed before... Wait, no, stop brain that?s gay. I shouldn?t be staring at his butt or those biceps... god damn, he?s really taken to working out at home." Diana thought, biting her bottom lip. Her thoughts were interrupted as James stood back up and closed the freezer drawer. In a panic, she quickly hid behind the door and slammed her right hand into the door handle. "Fuuuuuuuuuck..." she loudly whimpered through her teeth. "Son of a bitch that hurt." "You okay, Di? Sounded like that hurt." James asked from across the kitchen. "Just peachy!" Diana replied in a sarcastic tone with a wince. "Any idea what you wanna do..." James asked as he started putting the cold items into the fridge. "You obviously..." she thought. "...for lunch? I know it?s a bit early, but I was just curious." Diana?s face was still flushed as she pulled away from the pantry to grab the other bags of groceries to go into the pantry. She buried herself back into the pantry in a vain attempt to hide away from him. That is until the door swung further out with James holding onto it. "Hey, did ya hear me?" James asked. "Yeah, sorry. Was just trying to think of an answer. Nothing really sounds good at the moment." Diana replied. "Okay. No worries. You alright, though? I?m sorry for just grabbing your chest back in the garage. I panicked with you falling into me and..." "It?s fine. You just wanted to cop a feel of these things. I gotchu." Diana jokes, turning her head to see James? face. "You don?t have to make up any excuses." "It wasn?t like that, I swear!" Diana just smiled at how defensive he got and finished up in the pantry. After she stepped away, James closed it and leaned against it. "Well... is there anything you wanna do now to kill time?" James asked, trying to stir the conversation elsewhere. "I dunno. Maybe just potato on the couch and continue watching Brooklyn 99?" Diana suggested. "Or... I could beat your ass again with Steve in Smash. Frankly, I?m thinking the latter. Watching you get tilted might make up just a small percentage of getting me turned into this." "Is that so, huh? I?m game for a rematch. I?m not gonna go easy on you just cause it?s your birthday." "Big talk for someone who gets tilted after losing one stock." They both quickly hurried to put the rest of the groceries away and were now sitting on the couch in the living room. James had turned on the Switch and passed one of the Gamecube controllers over to Diana on the other side of the couch. Once the game was booted up, and they were on the character select screen Diana immediately picked Steve. "Remember, you can pick anyone you want, and I?ll still kick your ass." she gloated with a smug grin. "Yeah yeah. You say that every time." James replied sarcastically while selecting random. "Random, eh? Ooooookay." James just rolled his eyes and pressed start making the game boot up into the Final Destination map. As soon as the round began, the two were immediately going at each other or dodging the other?s attacks. Within the first thirty seconds, James managed to knock a stock off of Diana. She just laughed it off as her character respawned, hiding her true feelings. "Holy fuck, how did he manage that? Am I rusty? Impossible, we literally just played a few days ago." Diana thought as the next round continued. It wasn?t much longer that Diana lost her second stock leaving just one left. James hadn?t said a word as he leaned further forward on the couch, all his attention focused on the game in front of him. For once, it was Diana who was starting to get tilted at having lost two of her three stocks and was frantically trying to catch up. The game continued with Diana managing to knock two of James? stocks out in quick succession, leaving the two at a tie in terms of lives. With only a minute left on the clock, the two weren?t letting the other get the best of them. That was until Diana?s finger slipped off the joystick and allowed James to spike her off the map ending the game. "HELL YEAH! I BEAT YOUR ASS FINALLY!" James jumped up from the couch and cheered. "Fucking suck it!" "Eh, it was pretty close. If my finger hadn?t slipped, I would have won," she replied mockingly. "Oh, here comes the excuses. Just accept that you lost fair and square." "Fine. Whatever. Let?s just get another game playing. Best two outta three." *** After many rounds and a lot of trash talking later, the two had quit playing after ending in a tie for games won. They then opted to go with idea number one to kill time, and so Brooklyn 99 played on the television. A couple of episodes in, Diana had gotten up from the couch to make some popcorn as a makeshift lunch. Neither were super hungry, so a light snack to tide them over till dinner was an excellent idea. When she got up from the couch, James couldn?t help but stare at her butt that swayed with each movement of her legs. He mentally scorned himself for staring at her ass but knew deep down he couldn?t control it. It was normal for a ?husband? to enjoy the sight of his significant others behind. Diana came back with the now popped bag of popcorn and sat back down next to James. She purposely sat real close to James, their thighs touching each other. Once she had gotten situated, James quickly resumed playing the episode, and the two munched on popcorn. "As far as fantasies go, this is pretty chillax," James mentioned, his gaze focused on the show. "When you consider it mostly involves us being a married couple expecting their first baby, yeah," Diana replied while cuddling closer to him. "I will admit, now that I?ve had a chance to let things sink in, this isn?t quite so bad. I do make a cute woman if I do say so myself." "I think that?s debatable." James joked. He chuckled at the dirty look Diana gave him. "I?m kidding, of course. You look absolutely stunning." "Nice save, bozo," she muttered softly. The episodes soon began to blur together, and the two ended up taking an unexpected nap. Diana had curled up on the couch, her head against his shoulder with a blanket draped over her. James? head rested against hers as the two loudly snored the next few hours away. *** It wouldn?t be till almost a quarter past five that they woke up from their nap. At some point, while asleep, James had reclined all the way back on the couch, and Diana had adjusted, so she was still curled up against him. Only now, her head was on his chest. James was the first to wake, the feeling of a heavy presence curled up next to him, causing his eyes to open quickly. He looked down and saw Diana was curled up against him, and his right arm was draped over her. The sight of her sleeping form made him smile and lean his head back into the headrest, closing his eyes as he did so. Diana had woken up slightly due to the shiftings of both the couch and James. She opened her eyes a smidge before she decided to nuzzle her face against his chest and just lay there for a bit longer. This quiet, peaceful moment lasted only for a few minutes as Diana began to feel a familiar and yet unfamiliar feeling down between her thighs. "Ugh, it?s been too long since we fucked. I?m hoping we get to really "celebrate" my birthday tonight." Diana thought as she started to gently crawl on top of James. She pressed her pregnant belly against his slightly chubby stomach while she adjusted herself so her left leg was up against his right thigh and her right leg was in between. Diana looked down at her man and smiled, leaning forward, so her face was close to his. James had slightly opened his eyes and kinda watched what Diana was doing. He opened his eyes fully when she leaned in, and her face was mere inches from his. "Hey, Di," he said with a smile. "Hey yourself, handsome," Diana replied while also smiling. "Did you have a good nap?" "Mhmm, you?" She nodded and closed the gap quickly with a kiss. James returned the kiss with equal enthusiasm and then pulled away. "What are ya thinking?" he asked. "Oh... maybe just you giving me my long overdue birthday gift a little early..." Diana replied coyly. "Is that so? Hmm... I think that could be possibly arranged." James chuckled and gave his wife a tender kiss. It was Diana?s turn to return the kiss, deepening it as she pressed herself further against him. She moved her hands to gently press against James? shoulders to keep her propped up as their kissing continued to deepen. James wrapped his arms gently around her and lightly pulled her closer into him. After a few minutes of making out on the couch, Diana broke away briefly to take off her oversized shirt. In doing so, she revealed both her big, plump breasts contained in the bra she put on that morning and her even more giant pregnant belly. She helped James out of his shirt and took a few seconds to admire the total "dad bod" he had going on due to the pandemic. They were soon back to making out, only this time Diana grabbed James? left hand and put it right on her left boob. His mouth contorted into a smile as he gently played with his wife?s boob. She giggled and sat up real quick to unhook her bra and pulled it off, tossing it next to them. "I figured you?d enjoy that. Just like you?ll enjoy this..." she whispered. Her hand snaked down the front of his sweats and through his boxer briefs and gently rubbed his erect cock by the palm of her hand. "Mmmm... yeah, I do." James moaned, quickly going back to kissing his wife. James returned the favor as he used his thumb to rub across her nip, making her moan in pleasure. Their ministrations towards each other continued as Diana soon began to lightly grind herself against James. "Ooooo, I just want to fuck youuu~" Diana moaned, still stroking James? cock. She managed a couple more strokes before realizing something was terribly wrong. "Ooooo fuck babe... this feels so goo-oh fuck what are you doing?!" James began to moan until he, too, realized something was very, very wrong. Both paused in panic as a fog continued to be lifted from inside their heads. Diana was the first to move, quickly pulling her hand out from inside James? sweatpants. James had let go of her breast and moved his shaky hand down to his side while Diana promptly got off of him, snatching her bra up and running out of the living room. She ran into the nearby bathroom and slammed the door shut, locking it behind her as she tried not to throw up. Meanwhile, James still laid there in silence as his mind continued going a million miles a minute. Eventually, he sat up and pushed the footrest in and stood up from the couch. He grabbed his shirt that had been tossed to the floor and put it on, walking into the kitchen to grab a drink of water. Diana had put her bra back on and was now staring at herself in the mirror. "What the fuck did we just do?" she thought. "Jesus fucking christ... I had my hand on his dick!" She made a gagging noise at the thought of her hand touching James? erect penis and turned on the sink to splash water on her face. After patting her face dry with the nearby hand towel, she set it down and walked over to the shower. "I don?t think even a shower is gonna wash away what I just did. But it?s at least a start," she muttered to herself. Diana turned the handle for the water temp and watched the torrent of water come gushing out of the faucet. While waiting for the water to warm up enough, she stripped out of her remaining clothing and stood awkwardly in the nude. She took a few seconds to walk over to the sink and look at her naked self from the side. "Yeesh, I definitely look preggo alright. More like a beached whale, if I?m being honest. Ugh, I feel like such a woman saying that." Diana turned, so she was front-facing the mirror and poked at her breasts. "Yep. They?re boobs. On my body... How the hell does James find this attractive?", She cursed quietly at the thought and pulled out the hair tie, giving her head a shake to loosen the locks of hair. Diana tossed it onto the countertop and walked over to the shower, and stuck her hand in. The water had finally warmed up enough, so she carefully stepped into the shower and pulled the small shower curtain to the side, closing it off. Diana slowly stepped into the streams of water, her pregnant belly being the first to touch the edge of the stream. Her body shuddered from the sudden warmness of the water, but she continued forward until she was entirely under the jets of water. She lowered her head, so her face was towards the shower floor, her eyes closed as her mind was filled with thoughts of what had happened only minutes earlier. "That was so weird... it was like straight out of my deepest sexual fantasy. Shit. Is it gonna happen again till we actually have sex? Fuck, how do I even begin to tell James?" *** Back in the kitchen, James had consumed a glass of water and was working on number two while pacing around the kitchen. "What the fuck was that all about?!" James muttered. "She had her hand on my dick and looked like she was enjoying it. Is that gay? Am I gay for enjoying it? Fuck." He continued to pace, "It was like I was on autopilot or something. Like, I remember falling asleep on the couch and waking up. Then shit got weird, and it was like I was asleep again, dreaming about almost fucking my wife. Fuck, I mean friend. And then when I ?woke? up, it was almost true." James finished up what remained of his second glass of water, setting the glass down on the kitchen counter and then walking over to the dining room table. He grabbed the empty vials and inspected them for any kind of clue as to what was going on with them. "Let your friend live out his sexual fantasy for forty-eight hours she said. It?ll be fun, she said. I just wanted to give Diana something great for her thirtieth birthday is all..." he thought. "...but it doesn?t explain why we had no control. Unless...? Nah, couldn?t be." He inspected the empty vials and, to no surprise, found nothing on them that would better explain what was happening. He set them back on the table with a heavy sigh and looked at the microwave to see what time it even was. "Oh shit. It?s dinner time! I haven?t even started on Diana?s birthday dinner. Fuck. What else is going to fucking go wrong?" James loudly swore. The shower?s sound could faintly be heard from the kitchen, but James was too preoccupied with moving pans out of the way to grab the pot out of one of the bottom cupboards. After getting it out and filled with water, he put it on the burner and turned the dial to high, and finished it off with a small pinch of salt. "Always salt your water that you?re boiling," James said in a mocking voice of Diana?s. He walked over to the pantry and opened the door, his eyes scanning the shelves for the box of angel hair spaghetti they had just bought. It took a few seconds, but he managed to find it and the jar of red sauce. With both in hand, he closed the pantry and walked back over to the stove, and sat them on the nearby counter. Once the water was boiling and the noodles were dumped in, James went on to get the sauce warming up in a smaller saucepan. He occasionally stirred both the pasta and the sauce until it was time to drain the water. Just as he was dumping the pot of spaghetti into the colander that he had placed in the sink, Diana was stepping out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. She hurried to her bedroom down the hall and quickly closed the door behind her. Diana found her clothes hadn?t changed other than what she wore before the change. Cursing softly, she waddled back to the bathroom to change back into the clothes she previously had on. It was there that she remembered her shirt was still in the living room. She slipped her bra and panties on, followed by her sweats, before hurrying to the living room. James was somehow oblivious to the quick, heavy steps coming from the living room. His attention was still on the now cooked pasta and carefully adding the warm sauce to the bigger pot. After getting her shirt back on, Diana waited by the kitchen?s entryway, silently watching him for a few moments. "Spaghetti, huh? It?s like the fucker knows me or something." Diana thought with a smirk. "Well... here we fucking go..." As soon as he was finished pouring the sauce, she stepped into the kitchen and announced her presence. "Uhh... hey James..." "Oh, god, you scared me. Hello yourself." James replied, briefly jumping in fright. "Uhh... I hope spaghetti is okay. I know it?s not much, and we obviously would have celebrated better if it weren?t for..." "It?s fine, James," Diana interjected with a smile. "I appreciate you trying to make my birthday special." "Fuck. I forgot the goddamn garlic bread. I was in such a rush to get dinner ready, and..." Diana quickly closed the gap and pulled him into a hug, wrapping her arms around him as much as she could and giving him a gentle squeeze to shut him up. She quickly let go of him and walked over to the side of the kitchen with the cabinet that contained the plates. "You finish up with the meal, and I?ll grab the plates and silverware." James nodded and went back to stirring up the noodles with the sauce while she grabbed two plates and forks out of a drawer. Diana walked over to him with the plates and the forks on top and lightly poked him in the arm with them. He slightly turned and grabbed the first plate and dished out some spaghetti, and handed it back. "Thanks, hon," Diana replied with a smile and gave him a small peck on the cheek. Her eyes went wide in surprise, and she quickly handed him the other plate before going and sitting down at the dinner table. "Good going, you fucking idiot. Why did you do that?!" she mentally chastised herself. "Oh, uhh hey James, mind grabbing the parmesan cheese out of the fridge while you?re up?" Diana asked. "And a glass of water?" "Er... yeah," James replied, setting his plate down on the table and walking back over into the kitchen. He was soon back with the green bottle of shredded parmesan cheese and set it down on the table. Then he went back and grabbed a couple of glasses from a cupboard and stood at the fridge dispensing ice and water into them. With the now full glasses in hand, he finally sat down in the chair across from Diana, who was awkwardly picking at her food with her fork. James set her glass down near her plate and set his own down before taking a few bites of his food. "You alright, Di?" he asked, looking up and noticing she was still picking at her food. "Truthfully, no," she replied with a sigh. "I wanted to talk about what happened earlier between us." "O-Oh. Yeah, that was something..." "Yeah... so what if I told you that us slowly falling into our ?new roles? was also part of my fantasy? I?m sure you?ve noticed it by now. Ever since you made us drink what was in those vials, it?s been happening. We?ve been slowly acting all weird around each other or doing lovey-dovey shit, like a married couple." There was a pause as James took a sip of his water. "So what you?re saying is, what happened earlier is gonna keep happening for the remaining time left?" "I think so. I?m just hoping that this truly lasts only forty-eight hours, and then I change back." "Hmm. Is there any other part of your deep, dark fantasy I should be aware of?" "No, that?s about it, honestly. Nothing like a good romp between the sheets with your best friend, am I right?" she joked. James rolled his eyes at her poor attempt at a joke and continued to eat. He wasn?t sure exactly why, but he felt calmer despite feeling freaked out about the situation he stupidly put them both in. Diana didn?t say much after that and started to eat, eventually commenting on how good his cooking was. She, too, began to notice the same calm feeling after further discussing things. It was almost like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. The two continued to eat in silence; the only sounds being made were the forks scraping against the plate or the clinking of ice in the glasses as they drank. James would finally speak as he got up from his seat to get a second helping and asked Diana if she?d like anymore. She nodded and held up her near-empty plate to him. "Thanks," she muttered. James grabbed the plate and walked over to the stove, scooping a little more spaghetti onto each of their plates. On his way back, he finally spoke again, "We really gotta stop doing this awkward silence shit, Di. Really kills the vibes, ya know? Besides, it?s your birthday. We should be celebrating!" He gave her plate back and leaned down and planted a kiss on her head, "Now we?re even from you kissing my cheek earlier. By the way, you look good with your hair down. Bet it was a pain in the ass to wash all of that." Diana was stunned for a few seconds and quickly tried to speak, stuttering over her words. James just laughed as he sat back down. "You butt. I wasn?t ready for that adorable display of affection. Especially coming from you. And yes, all this hair was a bitch to wash. Thank you very much. There?s a reason I always had short hair." Diana finally shot back. "You do look good as a woman. Hair and all. Which is weird to be admitting, but you have that ?girl next door? vibe going on." James said with a laugh. "Girl next door, eh? Is that what you?re into?" Diana teased. "I?d say so, yeah. Roughly a five to seven on the scale out of ten." "Now that you mention it. I think that?s all I?ve ever seen you hook up with from when we were in high school till now. My guy has a type and sticks with it." James shrugged, "You had a thing for redheads ever since we hit puberty. I distinctly remember you saying something about the singer of Paramore being your ?sexual awakening? one drunken night." Diana, who was chewing on some spaghetti, tried to stifle a laugh and not choke at the same time. She quickly chewed and swallowed the mouthful of food before taking a quick swig to wash it down. "Mhmm. I still stand by it." Diana said with a laugh. "Well, I'm a bit stuffed. Dunno about you, but I want some room for that ice cream cake you wanted." James replied, covering his mouth as he burped. "Excuse me." "You?re excused," Diana said sarcastically with a smirk. "Same, though. I really, really want some ice cream cake. Like, my fat ass could easily eat the whole thing." "You better not!" "Hey, I?m eating for two now..." Diana tried to say with the utmost straight face and burst out in laughter at James? reaction. James quickly followed and was laughing so hard he started to tear up. "Eating for two! Oh my god! Haha! Holy shit, that was hilarious." Diana continued to laugh at James? reaction, which set off a chain of the two laughing so hard their chests hurt. "Oh my god." Diana giggled. "I don?t know why that was so damn funny, but your face! Haha, your face was perfect!" "Stop laughing! Oh my god, I can?t breathe!" he wheezed. "God damn. I still gotta get the ice cream cake out of the freezer!" "No, you stop laughing! My chest hurts so bad!" While still having the giggles, James stood up from the table and walked into the kitchen to grab the ice cream cake out of the freezer. He soon returned with the circular ice-cold container in one hand and a knife and forks in the other. After setting the cake down on the table, he quickly ran back into the kitchen and dug out a few candles and a lighter from their designated junk drawer. He set those down on the counter while he went to grab a couple of clean plates. With everything now in hand, he hurried back into the dining room. "Took you long enough. I was starting to get worried you got lost." Diana said jokingly with a grin. "Just had to find a few candles and a lighter. Your birthday cake wouldn?t be complete without them." James responded while sticking three candles into the center of the cake. James grabbed the lighter and pressed down on the trigger with his thumb. The lighter quickly burst to life, and he gently held the flame over each candle wick till they were lit. "Perfect. Each candle represents ten years cause I forgot to get a three and zero candle at the store." James explained, setting the lighter down on the table. "Aww. That?s so cute." Diana replied with a big smile, looking up at him. "I try. Most of the time." James joked. "Okay, let?s do this properly." He began to sing ?Happy Birthday? to Diana, who was trying to hide her face in embarrassment. "Better me than some poor waiters or waitresses surrounding our table! Happy birthday to you, dear Diana~ Happy birthday to you!" James had finished up singing and watched Diana blow out the three candles. He clapped at the success of her knocking out all three flames in one go. Diana gave him a dirty look which made him laugh while grabbing the knife to cut the cake. "How big of a piece do you want?" James asked, the knife hovering over the top of the cake. "Mmmm. My stomach says a big piece, but my brain says a small one." Diana replied undecidedly. "You pick." "Oooookay. I guess you?re getting a small piece then." "What if I wanted a big piece?" Diana joked with a smirk. James turned with the dirty look as he began to cut the cake into eight semi-equal pieces. He served the first cut slice to Diana before serving himself a slice. Diana wasted no time to dig into her slice while James was getting himself one. "Oh. My. God. This is so fucking good!" Diana said with her mouth full of cake. "Jesus, Di. Don?t choke on your cake." James warned. "But it?s so gooooood!" she moaned. James closed his eyes and tilted his head back briefly before opening them in dissatisfaction. He cut off a small chunk of his slice with his fork and ate it. His eyes got wide for a mere moment as the taste of the cake hit his tongue. "See!?" Diana loudly said, pointing her fork at him. "It?s so good!" "Yeah yeah." James dismissed her comment while continuing to eat his slice of cake. Diana had quickly devoured her slice and was serving herself another while James was almost finished with his first. He raised his left eyebrow at her while watching her. "Don?t you dare judge my fat ass! It?s my birthday, god damn it, and I want cake!" she hissed. "I didn?t say a word." he chuckled. After about twenty minutes had passed, James had called it quits in the first few bites of his second slice while Diana called it midway through her third. James had to help Diana to the couch as she held her stomach in one hand and her other against her mouth as she tried not to puke. "I told you that the third slice was a bad idea." James teased as he helped lower her down onto the couch. "Ugh, that cake was too good..." Diana replied, feeling very queasy. "I?ll get you a glass of water with some Alka-seltzer after I put the cake back into the freezer." "Thanks, I?ll just sit here and feel like I?m gonna die." James chuckled and walked away towards the dining room to get the cake put away and clean up a bit. Once the cake was safely back in the freezer, he rummaged through their medicine cabinet and grabbed a couple of Alka-seltzer tablets, and put them into a large glass of water for Diana. When he had returned to the living room, with the glass in hand, Diana had at some point grabbed the lever in between the couch cushion and armrest to recline back a bit. "You alright?" James asked, handing her the glass of water. "Just peachy," Diana replied miserably. "Do I need to get a bucket? Or do you think you?d make it to the bathroom in time?" "I think I?ll be fine. Especially now that I?m reclined, and my stomach can settle a bit." "Well, be sure to drink up. I?ll be cleaning up in the kitchen if you need me for anything." Diana responded with an unenthusiastic thumbs up as she watched him walk away towards the kitchen. James swiftly put all the dirty dishes into the empty dishwasher and got it going before returning to the living room. He sat down next to Diana, who was sipping on her glass of water. "Thanks for making my thirtieth something memorable. I know you wanted to do more, but this has been nice." Diana spoke, having set the glass of water down into the cupholder. "A little unorthodox but still fun." "The day isn?t over yet," James replied, grabbing the remote and turning on the TV. "True, but just take the compliment, you dick." James chuckled and got Hulu pulled up, "Care to continue our binging of Nine-Nine?" "Abso-fucking-lutely I do!" *** After a few hours and a handful of bathroom breaks in between, the two were in the midst of a rather deep, late-hour conversation. James was a bit reluctant, still wanting to watch their show but figured it was her birthday and joined in. "You know we usually only do these heart-to-heart talks when we?re hella drunk, right?" James reminded her. "Yeah. I was just getting kinda bored watching the show and just wanted to talk, is all." Diana replied. "Okay, so I know you?ve told me during one of our drunken heart to hearts before, but can you explain how this..." he makes hand gestures towards her whole form. "...is your sexual fantasy?" "Oof. Uhh yeah... it goes all the way back to when I was a kid. I always thought the cartoon episodes that had some transformation aspect were fascinating. Puberty hits, and well... it just kinda eventually ended up here." "That?s right. I do remember you telling me that." "Yeah, so remind me where Mr. ?I like being tied up? come from?" "Haha. Remember uhh... fuck what?s her name... Stacy! The girl you always gave me shit about when we had just turned twenty-one and were hitting up the bars because of that song ?Stacy?s Mom.?" "Oh god, her? Wow... that?s going back a few girlfriends." Diana replied, making a weird, disgusted face. "Sorry. Continue." "She was always into that BDSM stuff, and one night she wanted to try something and tied my arms and legs to the bed. I was a bit iffy at the start, but god damn... one of the best sexual experiences I?ve ever had. Ever since, it?s been a total turn on to let the girl I?m with tie me to the bed and have her way with me." "Huh. I guess that?s the only good thing that came out of that relationship..." James didn?t respond right away, which started to worry Diana as she looked over at him. He looked like he was trying not to laugh. "You ass! I thought you were mad at me..." she pouted. "Why would I be mad? You were right." he chuckled. Diana rolled her eyes at him and started up another random conversation that would lead into another and another. Eventually, they found themselves in a bit of a lull of their wonderful discussions. "Hey... do you mind if I try something?" Diana asked nervously as she fidgeted a bit. "Hmm? Uhh... yeah, sure Di." James replied, visibly confused. She awkwardly scooted across the couch and leaned in, and gently kissed him on the lips. Just as quickly as it happened, Diana promptly pulled away and started to apologize profusely. "James... I?m so sorry, th-mmph!" she started to say before being quickly silenced by him returning the kiss. Both pulled away this time, resting their foreheads against each other as they stared into each other?s eyes. They knew they should stop while they were ahead, but the voices of their alternate personalities encouraged them to continue. No words were spoken as James pulled the lever to pull out the footrest while Diana crawled into his lap, almost straddling him. Diana looked down at her round belly pressed up against James? and smiled slightly. She then looked back up, her face flush as she noticed James? was the same way. "Are you... okay?" he asked in a hushed voice. "Y-Yeah... I?m fine..." she replied in a calm voice. Diana leaned in and kissed him once again, silencing him from speaking anymore. He raised his right hand, gently moved a few locks of hair behind her ear, and then held his hand against her cheek. She draped her arms around his neck to pull him closer while deepening the kiss. "Oh god... I should stop. We should stop... but..." Diana thought as she continued to kiss James. "...this is so nice." "Dude, you gotta stop this. Just pull your hands away..." James thought as he continued to struggle within his mind. "It?s Diana, dude... your best friend..." The two eventually broke apart to help each other take off their shirts. James stared at Diana?s breasts still contained in the bra she had on and smirked. "What?" she asked, her voice sounding very concerned. "Something wrong?" "No. Sorry, they just look big on you... but I guess you always did like a ?handful,?" James replied, quickly kissing her for reassurance. She kissed him back and stared into his eyes. "Oh yeah? Well, how about you help me out of this thing, and then you can really see how much of a ?handful? they are." James smiled and reached around her with both hands, sliding the tips of his fingers across her back as they searched for their mark. Diana pressed her forehead against his, "Today would be nice, James." His smile widened as he quickly undid the clasp while she did the rest of the work getting the bra off. Once the bra had come off, James wasted no time in cupping and groping her breasts in his hands as the two went back to making out. "Holy shit. They?re so soft and so big..." James moaned in his head. "God, they feel so good in my hands." "Mmmmm... holy fuck, it feels so good... but I want more..." Diana moaned in her head. Diana pushed the head/backrest back, so James fell backwards, taking her with him. She let out a small ?eep? from suddenly falling further into him, but they both smiled at each other momentarily before kissing again. "James... I can?t believe I?m about to say this, but... I want you... like, inside me." Diana moaned, reaching a hand down to rub his erection through his sweats. "Y-Yeah? I want you to... f-uck. Di, I want you so bad..." James moaned as she gently rubbed the tip of his cock. "I know this is wrong, but... fuck, it feels so right..." "It?s sup-PO-sed to feel right, James. We are married, after all... Mmmm... fuck I don?t wanna wait any longer. It?s been too long as it is..." With the help of James, Diana lifted herself up from him and off the couch to shimmy off her sweats and panties. She grabbed the edges of both with her hands and playfully pulled them down in an attempt to striptease. James was very much appreciative of her teasing as he got up from the couch and pulled down his sweats and underwear, so they were both in the nude. "Holy shit, we?re naked... " Diana thought, her eyes looking over James? naked body as her face flushed with color. "You okay, Di?" James asked, staring at her naked form, his face also flush. "More than okay. Let?s not waste any more time," she replied with a slight smile. *** James had sat back down on the couch, helping Diana as she crawled back on top of him. The two stared into each other?s eyes as she slowly lowered herself down onto his cock. She winced a little as it slid right in. As she slowly sank down, both of their minds subtly changed to fit their new forms. "You okay, babe?" James asked, worried that she was hurt. "Mmmhmmm... just been a hot minute since we last did this. Diana gasped, sliding further down till James? cock was all the way inside her. "About five months, give or take... I?m sorry I?ve been so busy with work and..." Diana immediately started kissing him to shut him up. "It?s okay, James. Let?s not focus on that, and instead, you giving me my well due birthday gift." She began to gently rock herself on his cock, his hands grabbing her thick thighs as he moaned in her ear. "Holy fuu-ck. This feels so good... Oh god." Diana moaned back. "Mmmm. I fucking love your cock inside me." "I love you so much, Diana. Nnngh! Oh fuck. Keep doing that..." James moaned. She grabbed his shoulders and used them to keep herself steady as her motion picked up slightly. "I... love... you... too...." Diana gasped with each rocking motion. James soon began to gently thrust upwards to match her rhythm while gently kissing at her breasts, bouncing in his face. Diana closed her eyes as she tilted her head back, reveling in the moment. She felt James? hands snake across her thighs and reach her ass, both cheeks being grabbed and squeezed with each thrust. "God, you have such a nice ass, Di," James grunted. "Yeah? You like grabbing my fat, juicy ass?" Diana moaned. "You?re such a naughty Daddy." James briefly let go of her left ass cheek and grabbed her left breast, playing with her nip with his thumb. "Hap... Py... Birth... Day..." James grunted as he began to thrust harder. "Fuck, baby, I?m gonna cum soon." "Mmmm. I love it when you cum... Oh, fuck! In me..." Diana replied with her own grunts. She brought her head back up and kissed him hard. "I want you to look at me when you cum. I wanna see that cute face you make." "Nnnngh. Not. Before. You. Do." James said with every thrust. "Keep going like that. Oh yes, babe. Mmmm. Oh FUCK! Right there." she moaned as both of their paces quickened more. Diana?s grip on James? shoulders tightened as she was on the verge of having her "first" orgasm. The sounds of James? grunts and groans as she expertly rode his cock continued to fuel the passionate fire burning below. Her husband?s grip on her ass tightened harder, a clear sign that he was very close to bursting. "Di, fuck, I?m so close. I don?t know how much longer I can hold out..." "I told you, James. Cum. For. Me. I want you to cum right now. Come on, baby. Do it for me. Cum for me." she whispered in his left ear. With one last powerful thrust, James groaned as he finally came. "Oh god! Diana, fuck, I?m cumming!" She smiled and kissed him, the feeling of her man orgasming inside her, giving the final push for her own. "That?s right, baby. Cum for me. I want all of... of... OOOOO~ YES! I?m cumming too! Oh god, James! YES! OH!" Diana wrapped her arms tightly around James to pull him close as her body continued to rock with pleasure. Her pussy milked his cock for everything it?s worth as she continued to slide herself up and down his pole. Their foreheads rested against each other as they stared into the other?s eyes, both with big smiles on their faces as they tried to catch their breath. "Di... fuck... Why did we wait so long...?" James asked, still breathing hard. "Because... someone has been busy with work and nervous to fuck his pregnant wife," she replied. "But that?s okay... waiting till my birthday was one of the best gifts you could have given me." She finally stopped sliding herself up and down and rested for a few moments. "I know you hate this next part, but we really should get up off the couch before we stain it. Assuming it?s not already stained from our lovemaking right now." "At least you can?t just quickly pull yourself up off my dick and expose it to the cold..." James chuckled. "Oh, you think so, huh? You should know better than to tell me I can?t do something." Diana replied with a devilish grin. "Please, Di! I?ll help you off of me in a sec. Just... let me catch my breath a bit more." James pleaded. "I suppose..." James gave her a light peck on the lips and would soon help lift her off of him. He closed his eyes tightly and made a disgusted face from the feeling of his cock being quickly removed from the warmness of his wife?s pussy. Diana just laughed at her husband?s discomfort and carefully got up from the couch. "God. I hate that feeling." James muttered. After helping make sure Diana was off the couch, he sat up and pushed the footrest in before standing up as well. He lifted his arms and stretched a little. "I know, but the fun time has to end at some point. Before either of us start leaking on the carpet... let?s go hop in the shower, and then we can snuggle under the sheets and go to bed." Diana suggested, already starting to walk to the bathroom. "Good idea, Di," James replied. He quickly picked up their discarded clothes and followed her to the bathroom, stopping to toss the clothes into the laundry basket in "their" room. After his minor pit stop, he walked into the bathroom where Diana had the faucet turned on and was just waiting for the water to warm up. Once the water had gotten to a comfortable temperature, the two quickly stepped into the shower and closed the glass door behind them. James let Diana take the first turn under the warm jets of water before she pulled him close to get under them too. "I wasn?t gonna let you just stand there in the cold. The shower is big enough for the two of us." Diana explained. "Besides, it gives us a chance to ?help? each other get all nice and cleaned up." "Oh really? Is that what we?re doing? Getting clean?" he replied, trying to be coy. Diana just rolled her eyes and got her hair wet. "I guess we?ll just get clean then." James grabbed her boobs and gave them a gentle squeeze, watching the water droplets fall onto her pregnant belly. After getting her hair wet and feeling her husband?s hands on her chest, she adjusted a bit so she could see what he was doing. His hands slid down, so they were on either side of her belly. "I don?t understand how you still find my fat, ugly ass attractive. I literally look like a beached whale, and yet..." Diana sighed, suddenly feeling unattractive in front of her husband. "Because you?re not fat or ugly, and you?re just as beautiful as the day we first met. You are the mother of my unborn child, and I love you so much." James assured her. "How about we finish up here in the shower, and we cuddle on the bed?" She nodded and kissed him. If there was one thing she absolutely loved about James, it was that he always knew how to reassure her and made sure she knew she was loved. Even in these kinds of moments where her brain tried to tell her otherwise. The two quickly finished up in the shower and got dried off. In the bedroom, Diana was putting on James? Batman pajama pants and one of his shirts that barely covered her belly. On the other hand, James had slipped on a pair of blue gym shorts and a grey tank top. He had crawled under the covers and was patiently waiting for his beloved to join him. "Stupid shirt... stay down..." Diana huffed as she struggled to keep the shirt from lifting from the slightest arm movements. "You okay? You look like you?re struggling over there." James mentioned as he watched her. "Yes, god damn it. This shirt won?t stay down!" "Once you get in bed, it shouldn?t matter. You?ll be under the covers next to me." "Ugh. Fine. Stupid frickin? shirt..." she muttered while walking over to the light switch and flipping it off. James quickly turned on the bedside lamp so Diana could find her way and climb into bed and under the covers next to him. James adjusted himself, so he was lying on his right side to face her as she got under the covers. She then gently rolled over onto her side to face him, pressing her belly against him for some comfort and support. He smiled and wrapped his arm around her stomach in a protective manner, and leaned in close. "Happy Birthday, Diana. I hope today was special given the circumstances," he mumbled while trying not to yawn. "Thanks, honey. Today was fantastic and ended on a very, very high note," she replied with a smile. "But let?s get some sleep. I?m worn out from riding your dick." He chuckled with a smile and gave her a good night kiss. "Good night Diana. I love you." "Good night James. I love you too." James turned over briefly to turn off the lamp before returning to cuddle with his wife as they both fell asleep. *** The next morning. Diana was the first to stir awake, getting up for the fourth time since the middle of the night to pee. She tried to be as discreet as possible not to wake James as she maneuvered off the bed. Despite her best efforts, he began to wake up a bit as she left the room. He watched with half-closed eyes and then fully closed them, feigning sleep to surprise her when she returned. When she finally crawled back into bed, she laid down on her side, facing away from him. James gave it a few seconds before moving upright against and spooning her. He wrapped his arm around her and gently rubbed the side of her pregnant belly. "Morning, my love," he said, smiling and kissing her shoulder. "Morning, my love. Sorry, I didn?t mean to wake you." Diana replied with a yawn. "It?s probably about time to wake up anyways." he yawned. As the two continued to spoon, the fogginess within their heads began to lift away slowly. Diana was the first to notice something was wrong as she continued to feel James rub her belly and how he was pressing his... thing right against her ass. James was the next to realize something was wrong. "Um... Di? What the hell are we doing?" he asked, trying not to move. "I don?t know... James. I can feel your dick right up against my ass, and..." Diana replied nervously. "Oh. Shit." James quickly moved away from her and tried to adjust himself within his boxer briefs. "Did we have sex?" he finally asked. "I think so, yeah... My lower half feels kinda sore, to be honest..." James silently nodded and closed his eyes momentarily. "I?m sorry, Di." He lifted the covers, crawled out of bed, and promptly left the room and into the bathroom. Diana tried calling out for him to come back so they could talk, but he either didn?t hear or ignored her. As she lifted the covers off of herself, she could hear the sound of the sink being turned on. She got out of bed, followed the sound, walked into the bathroom, and saw James standing over the sink, splashing water into his face. Diana walked up next to him and gently smiled at his reflection in the mirror till he noticed her presence and then turned off the sink. "Diana... I?m so fucking sorry. I didn?t think we?d actually, ya know, fuck. I feel like I broke our friendship or some shit. I dunno. My brain is going like a million miles a minute." James spoke, tears falling down his cheeks. "Oh, James... Hey... It?s okay, dude." Diana told him, pulling him into a hug. "Let?s get dressed and talk over some breakfast, okay?" James pulled away and stared at her. "You?re taking this awfully better than I am." "Trust me. I?m freaking out too, but we also knew this was going to happen. You literally got two potion things that turned me into this to let me live out my deepest, darkest sexual fantasy for forty-eight hours." Diana turned to walk out of the bathroom, "I?m gonna go find something that kinda fits, and then let?s get some McDonald?s breakfast. I think we both could use some grub. She walked out of the bathroom and walked down the hall towards her room to find a fresh pair of clothes to wear. Once she had left, James gave it a few moments before walking out as well and going to his room to change. After they both had gotten changed, they met out in the kitchen to prepare to leave to get breakfast. The drive to and from the nearest McDonald?s was filled with random banter, both waiting till they got back home to have their "discussion" about what happened the previous night. When they were pulling into the driveway, James noticed there was a package sitting on their doorstep. "That?s odd. Did you order anything?" he asked as they pulled into the garage. "Not anything recently. Why?" Diana asked, visibly confused at the question. "There?s a package at the door." "Really? Might be a bomb." she joked. "Probably. I guess we?ll find out in a second." James grabbed the drinks while Diana grabbed the bag of food as they both got out of his car and went inside. They set the stuff down on the dining room table, and Diana took a seat while James walked through the house to the front door to grab the package. With the box now in hand, he brought it back to the dining room and set it down as he sat down next to Diana. Diana was cutting her pancakes when he sat down and looked at how small the box was. James opened the box while taking a few bites out of his sausage and egg McMuffin. Inside the box was an envelope addressed to both of them. He gently picked it up and revealed two new vials underneath. "What is it?" Diana asked with a mouthful of pancakes. "There?s two more vials inside the box along with this envelope," he replied, handing her the envelope and pulling out the vials. "What the fuck...? More vials?" she asked, opening the envelope and pulling out what looked like a letter. James had set the vials down on the table and took another bite from his sandwich. "What does it say?" Hello Diana and James. I hope you received this package and its contents well. I first want to wish you, Diana, a happy belated thirtieth birthday. I know it must have been quite the day. I want to also thank you, James, for indulging me in such a wonderful gift for your best friend. Now, I hope you two had a wonderful time last night experiencing Diana?s deepest, darkest fantasy to its fullest. It?s not every day that you get to experience such a thing, which brings me to my letter?s purpose. Underneath the envelope, I?m sure you?ve seen the new vials that look identical to those I initially gave James after our little chat. These new ones will allow Diana to permanently stay as a woman as long as you both willingly drink them before you go to sleep this evening. To further explain. Diana, you would not stay as a pregnant woman, but you would remain the woman you are currently. You?d have to do things the ?natural? way to be pregnant. Nor would you two be a married couple. If you choose to pursue this option, your life will be normal when you wake up Monday morning, but it will be as if Diana had always been a girl. From there, you two could pursue a real relationship or remain the friends that you are. If you choose not to pursue this option, you may pour both vials? contents down the drain. When the forty-eight hours are up, Diana will change back to Dwayne, and your lives will continue on normally as promised. Whatever choice you decide on, I hope you two have a wonderful, cherished life together. Goodbye. -The Blonde Lady "Huh," James spoke. "That?s quite something." "Yeah... to stay as a woman for the rest of my life..." Diana muttered, quietly reading over the note again. "I think I might do it. It doesn?t sound terrible. It?s not like I?ve always secretly wanted to be a girl, but why not?" "WHAT?! DUDE, WHY?!" James yelled in shock, almost spitting out his food. "Why not? Think about it, James. I could stay as a woman, and as the note says, we could pursue a hetero relationship if we want." "Diana. You?ve only been a woman for slightly over twenty-four hours, and you want to stay like this? You?d give up thirty years of being a man because you got to spend almost two days as a woman?" Diana took a sip of her orange juice and frowned a little as she looked at him. "I think so, yeah. Why not? It?ll be like I was always a woman, which negates any issues we could ever have. Nothing will change between us, James unless we want it to. So why are you so against it? You forced this on me yesterday without my consent, and now I want to stay this way." "I-I..." "Fucks sake James! Speak!" "I don?t want to lose you, Di! I know I fucked up, and I didn?t think any of this was possible. I figured it?d be some lame ass joke and was worth a shot. You?re my best best friend, dude. Ride and die together and all that shit. I just don?t wanna lose you over some life changing decision!" James looked visibly shook up as he tried to fight back the tears as he stood up from the dining room table, threw what was left of his sandwich away, and then walked out of the room. Diana sighed loudly as she watched. She felt terrible for getting on him like that, but she wanted answers. Diana sighed again, hearing the sliding glass door that led to the backyard slide open and then close. Whenever they got heated with each other, and one started yelling at the other, James would always tend to freeze up and silently leave the room. She knew he needed some space to think things over, hoping that he?d see her point of view on things. "Fuck. We still haven?t even talked about last night!" she thought, picking at the rest of her food. Having lost her appetite after the whole ordeal, Diana picked stuff up and tossed them into the McDonald?s bag. She then threw everything into the trash before sitting back down at the table. "How do I tell him the sex last night was... fucking hot?" Diana said to herself. "I can only remember bits and pieces, but I think that was some of the best sex I?ve ever had... I wonder if he thinks so too." She grabbed the pink vial and twirled it around the table with her hand as her mind wandered. Eventually, she decided to check on James, who hadn?t come back inside yet. Diana stood up from the table, walked to the living room, and peered out the sliding glass door. Leaning against the railing, James stood looking outward away from the door. She grabbed the handle and took a deep breath before slowly sliding the door open and then stepping out onto the porch. James didn?t budge as he heard the door open and shut. He took another drag of his cigarette and blew out a puff of smoke. "I thought you finally gave those up?" Diana asked, joining him against the railing. He briefly looked over to acknowledge her presence and chuckled, "Yeah, but sometimes when I?m super stressed out, good ol? nicotine helps me destress." Diana nodded, fiddling with her thumbs as she tried to bring up what she desperately wanted to talk about. Just as she was finally mustering up the courage, James spoke. "I?ve given it some thought, and I think you were lying when you said that you never wanted to actually be a girl." He took another puff of his cigarette. "It?s the only thing I could logically think of as to why you?d wanna stay as a woman." Diana didn?t respond right away and just stared out at the empty backyard. "That?s not it, James. I?ve told you it?s just a fetish at most, but after last night... I don?t think I could go back to being a man." James didn?t respond. "Look at it this way, James. I just turned thirty, you turn thirty-one in like seven months, we?ve been single for some time. Dating at our age fucking sucks and we have a prime opportunity. We can stay like we are, have a real relationship, and maybe... have a real baby..." Diana continued, her voice lowering to a whisper at the end. "Diana..." James finally spoke, putting out his cigarette against the railing. "Yes?" James turned to look at her and took a very deep breath. "I want to be one hundred percent honest with you like I always have with you ever since we met. When you told me you wanted to stay like this, my heart leaped out of my chest. Frankly, after yesterday I just couldn?t imagine myself being with anyone else. I just... didn?t want you to feel like I was gonna try and push you to stay like this." Diana swallowed as she was left speechless to his confession. "I love you, dude. Always have. You?ve always been a brother to me but these past twenty-four hours... Fuck, man. I love Diana, and like I said, I don?t wanna lose you." Diana began to tear up, "James... why didn?t you say so before?" "I was terrified to admit these feelings for you, Di. I?m still fucking terrified, to be honest. This past day has been one emotional roller coaster after the next. Then on top of that, the sex we had..." "What about it...?" "Fucking. Phenomenal. Holy fucking shit. I-I don?t even know how to explain it. It was like the connection we had made it so much better. Bits and pieces of last night have been resurfacing in my head all morning, and it?s honest to god taken everything in my power not to go jerk off to the thoughts of it." He nervously laughed as he explained the last part. Diana giggled a bit, trying to wipe the tears out of her eyes. "Damn it. You got me crying and shit. You dick." she cried and laughed. "I?m sorry, Di. I wasn?t trying to make you c-WOAH DIANA WHA-" James yelled as she glomped him. She hugged him as tightly as her pregnant belly would allow her as tears came pouring down her cheeks. James, who wasn?t expecting it, had to quickly adjust his stance to prevent both of them from falling onto the porch. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her bag, smiling the whole time. "I do have one request," he mentioned. "We uhh... do things the right way, eh?" "What do you mean?" Diana asked, pulling away from him a smidge. "Like, we do what anyone does when they meet someone. Go on some dates, actually start dating, and so on and so forth," he explained. "Just like you mentioned earlier." "Oh... of course!" she lightly chuckled. The two conversed for a few more minutes before heading back inside, heading straight for the dining room where they left the vials. James had briefly parted ways from Diana?s side, insisting they do it ?like before? and mix the vials? contents in a cup of coffee. James came back into the dining room with two mugs of freshly brewed coffee and set them down on the table as soon as he could. Diana handed him the vial with the blue fluid while she held the pink one, and then both poured the contents into their respective mug. They then both grabbed their mugs and gently clinked them against each other. "Cheers!" Diana and James said in unison before taking a sip. James and Diana continued to happily drink their cups of coffee, knowing that tomorrow would be a fantastic start to a new beginning.