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Earlier that morning when Valentina Mangione answered her front door and was greeted by Gabby and a stunningly beautiful woman in tow. Valentina assumed she was a friend of Gabby's but for some unknown reason was never properly introduced. Gabby, Mrs. Mangione's son's fianc?e said she had just picked her friend at the airport and thought they would drop by to say a fast hello. Gabby knew Mrs. Mangione was by herself as her husband Roco and sons recently left for a two-week fishing vacation in Southern Onterio. Upon entering the house, Valentina quickly suggested coffee in the kitchen and noted the woman's familiarity with the house as the young woman led them there. After the two younger women sat and Valentina got a good long look at the mystery woman. She started to think this may actually be her youngest son paul in disguised as a woman. A very attractive woman. paul, the owner of a cybernetic security firm, has been away dealing with a work emergency for a big client in Virginia. Valentina acting on her suspicions, stuck out her hand and properly introduced herself asking the mysterious visitor for her name. Gabby jumped in at that moment and sheepishly told her mother in-law that this woman was actually paul in disguise. Valentia could not believe her eyes. Still not 100% sure Valentina began asking some detailed of memories about paul's childhood to adulthood. Eventually succumbing to logic, and burst out yelling "A Girl! I can't believe it! I always wanted a girl but I had the 4 boys! Now this gift in my old age!!" an excited Valentina Mangione said. "Oh my goodness, I am so stunned. A girl, I am so lucky!!" Mrs. Mangione was excitedly beside herself in the fact after so many years of wanting for a daughter, paula has seemingly filled that void in her heart, even if it was only temporarily. That experience was only a couple hours prior as Valentina Mangione is learning of the amazing past couple of months how her son paul has been feminized into a very beautiful women named paula. Chapter 6 "I am sorry Gabby; please, please tell me what was the phone call and text you received walking out of the salon with paula all about?" slurred a still slightly tipsy Valentina. "Well, I didn't know if I should speak to paula right there in an open- air rest stop at a picnic table or in our car where we would have privacy. I even considered telling her at the restaurant I was planning to take her to later that evening. Well choice number three was scratched quickly, due to paula's penchant for exploding in a loud voice and using vulgar words. I didn't want to be publicly embarrassed. I decided at the rest stop. I said to her, "paula, I know all of this is extremely hard for you, and we could just hang out till next Thursday, if we both wanted to..." paula butted in saying, "I knew you would understand, thank you, thank you, thank you!" she said as she jumped up, mincing her way to my side of the table slowly so not to slip and gave me a big hug and a kiss right on my lips! I mean the kind of kiss you might do in the privacy of your bedroom. I was shocked by her behavior. I have never in my life been hugged or kissed liked that from another woman, and truthfully felt I felt repelled by it. I know that sounds crazy since paula is my love and fianc?. However, this version of paula has breasts bigger but as soft as mine and they were mushing into mine, and the kiss included a lot of tongue. I think she thought she was being manly but yuck! Anywho, I told her, "Honey, honey please this is a public place! Please sit back down. I have to tell you about the phone call because it was from the New Ewes coordinator. She is the one in charge of our wedding plans this weekend." I blurted out, not quite the way I wanted to start this conversation because it was misleading. 'Those people, who cares! We are staying home, right? Then by next Saturday me and little paul are going to show you a weekend the right way! He is already tired of being hidden away. I am thinking of two days of passionate lovemaking. By next Monday you will be saddle sore! Sorry but I am so excited right now!" paula was so happy until my next sentence. "paula, as much as I would like to be saddle sore and all, that won't be happening. I have some bad news for you. Some of which is actually ok, the other not so good. You see baby there has been a devastating fire on the New Hewes and Rams complex in Mayville. Kathleen Howe, the Vice President of the company along with my coordinator explained the fire happen overnight, thankfully no one was killed. All functions scheduled, like our wedding have been canceled for now. They do plan on finding us a new venue, but those types of things will take a bit of time, maybe a month or two at the most. So that part is the good news. The bad news is about the medical services building. You know the mini hospital / clinic where you were just yesterday. The fire was centered there, completely destroying the building. It was basically burned to the ground. The facility will not be able to open for some time, perhaps up to 2 years maybe more!" Upon hearing this paula just exploded in anger. "What! no, no, no, no, NO WAY! No Fucking WAY!! Fuck me, no I didn't me that, I mean NO WAY!!! I can't, they can't, they can't just leave me like this! I have a business, family, friends, YOU! Sic your lawyers on them! They can rent a hospital, some sort of clinic, right? If not? what about my business... I can't just show up as a woman at the office on Monday and every other fucking place I need to go. People know paul, not fucking whatever my name is now! I have that major client meeting soon. We will be signing final documents. That contract alone will double my business!! NO WAY! NO WAY! NO WAY! Even worse my dad, my fucking brothers, my buddies, no no no.... they will all think I am a fucking queer, a flamer, no, this isn't going to work Gabby, up to two years? In dresses and high heels... What the fuck! Tits and a pussy!! Are you even listening to me Gabby, look at me!! I am finished, they made me look like, like a fucking air headed big titted, pussy bearing cutie pie with a girly voice! Look at me now! This get up is worse than this morning. Now I have super long hair, pierced ears and OMG a belly button ring like a chick! I am wearing a woman's engagement ring, fucking lingerie, NO WAY! No fucking shitheaded asshole fucking way! Long polished fingernails and feminine toe nails too! I am stuck as a stupid fucking woman until, until when? Two years maybe more!! FUCKING NO WAY!!! Wait, shit of course I know what I can do, I can disguise myself as a man and go about my business. Strap these things down, cut this hair yea... maybe .... Wait, what? Do you hear what I am fucking saying? Disguise myself as a man! I am a man! I am USA built ALL MAN! I am not a card- carrying pussy woman! No, that won't do, I look like a paula mangione a woman. A bra wearing woman. Just another panty ass piece of ass. NO NO NO NO WAY!!!" "Your son just went on and on ranting like this for 10 minutes, mom. I couldn't believe her as I watched and listened to her diatribe! Babbling about how terrible it is being a woman. This time using even more disgusting words. I had enough and then slapped her across the face, to shut her up!" I spoke to her calmly saying, "How insulting, referring to women as losers and air heads, pieces of ass. That is what you really think about women- isn't it! We are second class type of humans to you. You didn't even mention me or what your mom might say? You mentioned all of the men in your life but not your own fianc?e or mom! After all the sacrifices she made for you! Just a terrible thing, paula." Mrs. Mangione noted the same thing and supportively said to Gabby, "You are so sweet to say those nice things about me, you are really a dear thank you Gabby. Still though Gabby, paula was just thinking with her male ego. She was only a girl for a day or so, right? If paula truly knew how wonderful our lives are she wouldn't have exploded, she would be thanking you for liberating her. Our lives are wonderful. You are young running charities helping people in need. I love running my household, the very center of my family. My wedding gown, being pregnant with the boys. The satisfaction I have felt in my life raising children. Making dinners for Roco and the kids, especially when they were young, such fond memories. Sure, now and then I feel like Roco sometimes takes me for granted, but I have had a good life. Yes, and we women love to adorn ourselves. Our hair, makeup and clothing are so very important to us. paula doesn't understand, how important all those things are yet. Perhaps in time she will. Mmm.... don't meant to gutter talk but paula doesn't know how fantastic multiple orgasms are does she? I mean they are a whole lot better than the one and done crowd's version!" Mrs. Mangione added that zinger to make Gabby laugh. Gabby with a good laugh said, "Yes they are great aren't they", however she didn't answer the question. Continuing the story Gabby said, "I was upset with paula. Belittling women. I continued my talk with paula saying sarcastically saying, "By the way, paula, thank you for letting me know that you believe all women are air headed losers. Well welcome to the air head club, Chicky Poo! You know you are using profanity and insulting me again, right? I told you the punishment for having a potty mouth. You are lucky we are out in public. When we get home, some more time over my knee is in order! Get in the car NOW or I will just leave you here!" and I got up and marched toward my car. As I did paula just sat there yelling at me saying, "OK BYE, BYE! WOW LISTEN TO LITTLE MISS BITCH TURNING INTO A TOUGH GUY! MAYBE I SHOULD CHECK YOU OUT TO SEE IF THEY ATTACH A DICK ONTO YOU TODAY!!" I ignored her vulgar yelling and comments. I got to my car, started it, backed up and turned it toward the exit back onto the street. Before leaving I looked back at paula through my side window, still planted on her plump little backside yelling something I couldn't hear. I figured she will find someone to borrow a phone from and call a taxi or Uber or something to get home. I pulled directly to the exit to the street, looked back one last time, only to see a mincing and frightened paula quickly coming toward my car! I pulled down my window to wave and yell goodbye but heard her pleading, " HEY STOP THE FUCKING CAR, YOU CANT FUCKING LEAVE ME HERE! SOME GUY MIGHT TRY AND HURT ME! PLEASE GABBY WAIT! ... I please am, sorry please wait....." She never got another word out. Just started balling like a little girl and ran heel to toe to the passenger side and got in. I couldn't have actually just left her I suppose. The crying and tears didn't make me feel guilty if that is what you were thinking, mom. All I was thinking was maybe they may have given her a little too much of the estrogen and too much of the testosterone blockers during her procedure the day before. She was being so moody, crying and yelling, using profanity whenever she gets upset. It reminded me of when I was beginning my change when I was around 12 or 13. paula eventually stopped crying but remained quiet, just sniffling and blowing her nose periodically as we made our way back to Buffalo. Although she kept looking at the ring. I broke the silence after about 30 minutes of her act saying to paula, "Afraid of a man accosting you now? That's interesting, since you said you are one, right? I have lived my whole life knowing men can be harmful to me physically. Knowing that is why I have taken Judo all my life and I lift weights now. I can't help there was a fire. It has affected both of us. But you act as if it's all about you. You don't even care if anyone was killed or injured there, do you? I never realized how self-centered you are. You know you are just as self-centered as Cooper was, just in a different way. I just didn't see it. When you told me how uncomfortable you were feeling dressed as you are, I was going to just going to take you home and make a nice dinner for us, watch some tv or read a book. I had previously made plans to take you out for dinner out. To celebrate our mini engagement of me giving you that ring, the ring that is an outward sign of my love for you, even in that body. I was watching you as I asked you to marry me, all teary eyes saying yes to my ring. Telling how it makes you feel and you loved it. Was that all a lie too? You seemed to be all in on being a girl then. But upon hearing tough news, you exploded again using terrible language and put downs. Now I am having second thoughts about this wedding, our real wedding. But for now, I am going to go back to my original idea. We are now going to Salvatores for a nice dinner! Don't you dare to say anything... paula, maybe paulina or paulie! That is what I plan on calling you when we are out in public, got it? Remember to keep your knees together. When we are escorted to our table, wait for the Ma?tre 'd to pull your chair out, wait like a lady does. Then sit and he will gently help push you toward the table. Answer him with a polite thank you after he does. If he does me first wait by the side of the chair like the woman you appear to be, GOT IT? You are going to act like a lady in public not a neanderthal! And to answer your question, maybe I do have a penis hanging between my legs now! New Ewes is actually New Ewes and Rams remember. It was part of the groom's package I bought and I am aiming to use it on YOU TONIGHT!" I said angry at her for her vulgarity! Me potentially having a penis, perked up her ears. I think it may have led her to say to me contritely, "Sorry for yelling and stuff, but there is no way I am going to Salvatores. All my friends and their wives frequent that place often. If they see me like this, they will think I, well you know what I think they would think. I can do the social woman thing at a restaurant but you better be joking about having a penis, that's my thing!" paula said all misty eyed again with a shaking voice! I continued setting her faux identity if we did see anyone she knew, "For now that was you thing! Also, I already have a great cover story for you. You are my friend from my childhood visiting me. You know the fictious place you made up after you told everyone you know I am a secretary, no college at all. Instead of the truth that I am a billionaire? For tonight If anyone sees us, you my dear, are now going to be one paulina Stephine Annolucci, secretary extraordinaire. We are celebrating your recent engagement to your stud boyfriend, Dominic Pallini! You two met on a singles cruise vacation you took three years ago, fell in love at first sight. You share an apartment in Brooklyn, but are closing on a home soon. Also, you two make love almost every day because you love dick. Oops, sorry that last part is just between us. You know us women, airheads and all!" "paulina really?" paula retorted. "Would you like paula or paulie better? Is that what I should be calling you now? You are for tonight at least paulina Annolucci." Gabby added. "Oh, if the conversation lasts a bit, we will also let slip out, you are two months pregnant by causally mentioning we were just shopping for a crib for your new home's nursery, because you will need one soon!' "NO WA, um... no thank you about being pregnant. That's not even possible right? What I mean is, it is not possible because I HAVE NO DISIRE TO FIND OUT If I CAN GET PREGNANT OR HAVE PERIODS, OR ANY OF THAT OTHER GIRLY STUFF! BESIDES, I DO NOT LIKE MEN!.... paulina is an ok name I guess if I have to have one. A secretary, ok it's a job I suppose. But living with a guy, being engaged? Being pregnant, that means I have been doing it with him a lot of times, yuck and as I said, I do not like men!" said a contrite paula. I retorted back, "The lady doth protest too much, methinks! Anyway, this is not a negotiation. You are all the above and two months pregs, that is why you don't have a baby bump yet! Keep in mind one of the things we women have to always be concerned with is pregnancy. Just in case you get curious! Anyway, remember if it comes up you, you adore Dom, love children, you will be a stay-at-home mom after the baby is born and you are hoping for 3 or 4 more!" "Oh, by the way, I called Angelina earlier today and mentioned I was going to be at Salvatores with a girlhood friend and to look for us if they go there to eat tonight!" I told paula. "WHAT! Why would you do that? Pete's, Angelina? How am I going to face Pete? He is my best friend?" whined a very worried paula. "Paul Mangione is out of town on an emergency client problem remember? My girlhood best friend paulina will be with me not you. Besides, that wolf will not be thinking of Paul Mangione when he takes a look of your Sweety. More likely how he would like to get you out of your dress and in the sack. Definitely not thinking of paul!" paula pretty much went back to being silent for the rest of the drive," said Gabby. "Gabby, you didn't really call Angelina, did you?" Valentina asked and follow up by adding "And you don't really have a penis now do you?" "I may have bent the truth about both things but it was for her own good. I didn't want her exploding and making a scene if she didn't like something at the restaurant. Seriously how many times can I just spank that girl for being a potty mouth? When we arrived, I gave my keys to the valet and paula and I entered into the restaurant. Our table wasn't ready so I took her to the bar for a cocktail. We sat and eventually as always happens to younger women, a couple of business types tried chatting us up. They even bought us second drinks and sat at hour bistro table with us. I figured paula would pee her panties but she actually held her own conversing with the chatty one. Well, she was well through her second Mojito by the time they asked us to have dinner with them and maybe a dance club after. After I told the fellas we were there to celebrate my friend's visit and her recent engagement. How they didn't notice our engagement rings I don't know, probably didn't care as they still stayed talking to us. Eventually our table was ready and the boys gracefully departed. Well, I thought, paula just had her first experience dealing with men from our side of the table! Surprisingly she actually handled herself well. Walking to our table, it may have been the alcohol but her hips were swinging pretty good! I don't know if she was oblivious to it but many a man's head turned as she passed by! paula acted very demur standing waiting for the Ma?tre de to seat her. Left hand crossed over her right hand, placed femininely Infront of her dress. Then stepping slowly into place in front of the chair after the Ma?tre de pulled out her chair. Paula waited until she felt the chair on the back of her legs and sat like a perfect lady as he pushed the chair forward. I thought she really looks like a proper lady, good job! We had the house's best red wine with our meal and probably drank a bit too much. Especially the two glasses of grappa paula downed after we ate! Not sure if she was trying to show how manly she still was or trying to forget her woes. It didn't matter to me as I was driving after dinner and just sipped coffee until I felt safe to drive. When we got home and with all the alcohol paula drank that evening looking back things got a bit out of hand. paula though was more contrite, that was a plus. She even slurred out how she would accept my offer and keep the ring and become my wife, someday! She said she likes how it sparkles in the light and how it makes her hand look more feminine so people wont know she is really a guy. I wanted to laugh looking at her, the ring is beautiful but I don't think anyone would think she was a man without it. For the sake of peace I wasn't going to disagree! paula knew about the fire putting her return to manhood behind, but I still haven't told her that procedure #3 would have kept her in panties for at least 8-10 months and maybe more anyway. Maybe the fire was a blessing in disguise. Anywho, as soon as we got home paula immediately went to the liquor cabinet and made herself a triple old fashion, saying now this is a man's drink. She tried to act tough and all manly. She raised her drink and made a toast about being a man's man and proceeded to drop the glass on the floor never tasting even an ounce of her manly drink! She blamed it on her long finger nails. Still slightly drunk she blurted out "Well If I have to look like a chick at least I am a nice-looking piece of ass!" Then taking her hands running them down the sides of her body like Maryland Monro might have done, paula bent slightly forward and jiggle her boobs a bit in a seductive way looking at me. Truthfully, I didn't know what to think. I definitely had enough with her foul language, putting women down and all the other sexist remarks earlier. I said in a calm voice, "OK that's enough with the drinking the shaking and the potty mouth YOUNG LADY, I told you if you keep it up, you will get another spanking. Upstairs NOW! She kicked her heels off defiantly walked over to me smiled a goofy smile, said nothing but quickly turned, almost falling by the way, and turned to go upstairs to our room. "Wait a minute GIRLFRIEND! Put your shoes back on, I spent a lot of money on them and they go upstairs with you. I will show you where you can keep your new heels when I go up there." To my surprise paula turned retrieved the shoes, put them back on and marched upstairs stamping her high heeled feet the whole way! Well mom, I can tell you more but do you may not want to hear what happened the rest of that evening? It ended up getting ... well......a little steamy that night!" I said feeling a blush in my cheeks. "I don't want to insult my future mother-in-law with such explicit details." paula's mom looked straight into Gabby's eyes, got up and left the room. Gabby thought she had reached her limit. Moments later retuning with a full bottle of Johnnie Walker whiskey. She sat down opened the bottle poured three fingers in her now empty glass and said, "Well I have come this far. Why don't you, me and Johnnie here go for a long walk together." Gabby with a big smile on her face said, "You know mom, I am going to really enjoy getting to know you better! End of Chapter 6 >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Chapter 7 "As long as you don't mind, Mom, I will continue with the story of how your son paul has become, for now, your daughter paula. Well, when I got up to our room paula was just standing there staring at herself in our bedroom mirror. Noticing me she whined, "I need some help you knowwww. The zipper thingy on MY dress is behind me not in front you know! I tried like 10 times to reach it and couldn't. I even tried to pull MY dress over my head and I just can't seem do that either! I need to go tinkle!! It ain't like my regular pants where I could just unzip and whip out my dick oops sorry I meant a penis and pee like a man does you know. So, either spank me wearing this fucking dress or unzip me... pleaaasssseeeee." paula thought she was being funny but it only came out as being sarcastic. Although I thought she it funny how she referred to the dress as her's and admitted she needed to tinkle and no longer was a man by saying she didn't have a penis. I walked behind her and did what she asked but I slowly unzipped her dress. I whispered in her ear, "You know dear, it is just getting used to reaching behind yourself to do this. You did a wonderful job with your bra yesterday; you will just need a little practice getting in and out of dresses until you master it." I am ashamed to admit but as I unzipped her, I found a strong sense of attraction to paula. It was paul after all but wrapped up into paula, a beautiful woman. Seeing the back of her. Her silky bra, her hairless skin, smooth hairless non muscular structure. My eyes scanned down to see the lacy top of her garter belt and her panty's waist band. I felt a slight flush come over me. Knowing this was my fianc? paul trapped in this body was getting me turned on! I tried to ignore those feelings but they were real and I knew it. I have never found women sexually attractive. As I walked in front of paula, I looked into her eyes telling her to let the dress fall down her body onto the floor. I was worried she may trip if she tried to take the dress off pulling it up her body. I truthfully only moved to her front to see what her breasts looked like in her silky bra cups. Just days earlier paula was all man. A muscular, hairy bodied man. I looked at the person in front of me, she was surely not male. From her beautiful hairdo, her gorgeous face fully made up, adorned by jewelry, earrings, necklace, an ankle chain and of course that huge rock I gave her on her finger screaming female! Looking up and down her feminized body. I stopped and focused her now hairless curvy torso. I loved her bubble butt and I loved her cute little belly button ring. I should look into getting one of those I thought. Looking at her fingernails, her toe nails both so shiny and polished perfectly. paula was a complete doll. I thought If I were a male, I would have picked her up and laid her on our bed and made mad love to her right there! I felt flush and the feeling of an amorous mood was overwhelming me! I think it motivated me to move in for a kiss. It's really just paul in that body after all I told myself. That was how I justified it I suppose. paula just stood there letting me be the aggressor for a change. Pulling away she closed her eyes, stepped back a bit and swayed her hips side to side. paula in a smarty voice slurred out, "Like what you seeeeeeee, eh Gabby? You asked me are paul are you man enough to become a bride for a day. A day! Now it's months, years! MMMM.... maybe forever if I like it! That makes me Superman then no I am sorry Super Girl! Bet you wished you had a dick now!" she sarcastically spurred out. I was about to say, "Forever is a long time Sweety." But before I could she exploded.... "Is he man enough to become your bride? He will appreciate you more and understand you fucking bitter, I mean better. Well, I don't know about understanding but now I do have the body for enjoying a good fucking! Thanks Gabby, just thanks a lot!! I look like a fucking pussy queen that's for damned sure. Take off your dress now, why so you can fuck me with your new dick? Fuck you Gabby or is it Gabe now? This is all your fault, and your fucking friend's fault, are you a closet lesbian or something? Is this why you tricked me into becoming a chick? I am still ALL MAN Gabby, in spite of having two tits, a pussy and a bubble butt. Just thanks a lot Gabby or Gabe or whoever you are!" That is when I lost my composure again and just like that morning I grabbed her, spun her around and pulled her over my lap ass side up! How dare she call me a secret lesbian. I didn't care she was still in her lingerie, it seemed to me it put her in her place even more. Getting a spanking while all femmed up. Evey man's fantasy of doing that to a woman while they watch their little movies but now, she is the star woman instead! Blaming me for a fire! It was her fault for filling out the paperwork wrong. I am sorry but I laughed when she drunkenly squealed with her high pitched voice, " No, no not this again! Stop this, I am a not a little girl, Gabby no this is humiliatin, I am sooooorrrrrry please don't... not over your lap again, please that hurt... no no oh for the of ... ouch, ou! Please I won't say anything more.... Please.... This time I didn't hold back and hit her behind will all my might... 5 times in a row.... I scolded her for her potty mouth all day long especially after her spanking that morning. For calling women names, for calling breasts tits, for her vulva a pussy, for leaving her dress on the floor. After about 20 spanks I stopped and asked her "Are you going to be a good girl for now on?" She screamed at me, "I am not a girl!" paula received 10 more spanks and the same question. "Are you going to be a good girl for now on"? She defiantly answered, "I am not a girl!" I gave her five more really hard spanks and asked "Do you have breasts?" No answer. "Do you have a vulva, and a vagina like girls do!" No answer. I bluntly asked, "Do you have a penis? Men do and you don't! You are right you are not a girl, you are a woman, with breasts, a vulva, a vagina. Look at you in your pretty underclothes, stockings and heels kicking up and down! paula are you a man?!" Finally, she answered me, "It wasn't my choice; you did this to me... yes I look like a woman but I am a" paul let out a loud yelp when I gave her a couple of more spanks. She started crying like this morning. I knew she was through arguing. Now young lady get yourself into that bathroom. Take your lingerie and put them in the new hamper I bought for your things. There is makeup remover in the top draw along with cotton balls. Use it first and then shower. When you come out, I will have a chemise with matching panties for you to wear to bed. You understand? I asked her. paula whimpered like a wounded animal and quietly said, "Yea." She slid off my lap and walked to our bathroom, I noticed two things. That she had a beautiful tear shape drop behind, and she does wiggle when she walks. I knew this time I went overboard. I think I may have not only hurt her ego, but her fanny too! "Mom as paula used the facilities and showered I laid out on our bed something very special for her to wear. It was a little something I was thinking of buying for myself in the spring. To wear to help paula get into the mood so to speak for a night of um... well lovemaking." Gabby giggled. "When I knew paula was going to have a temporary sex change I began ordering a few things from Saks in New York City. It is one of my favorite departments stores for clothing. "Gabby, you didn't dress her up in anything in leather did you!?" laughed a slightly slurring Valentina Mangione. "No, no nothing kinky just a pretty Briggita lace chemise from La Perla. It was white and somewhat see through with a matching panty. I was thinking spanking her isn't really my thing so why not show her some of the niceties of the cloths she could now wear. Perhaps that would calm her down," Gabby expressed to her future mother-in-law. "Well, that was a good idea. Nothing like a soft silky night dress to set the mood...I meant to sleep in," said Mrs. Mangione only then realizing Gabby's intent and added "Oh, you wanted to set a mood... no!" You wanted to take her virginity! Don't tell me you have one of those things young women buy to experiment on themselves with if they don't have a man... you know a.. a .. oh, please forgive me a dildo!" a blunt Valentina asked. "Oh no, I would never have used something like that on paula, at least not for her first time. That would be cruel. No, I waited for her to return from the shower. I had changed into my pajamas for the evening and sat on my bed brushing my hair. As she came out of the bathroom, she came out without a towel wrapped around herself again. But I was glad she did that time. It gave me more to look at. I had time to study her body. However not wanting to totally gawk at her, I said, "Before you showered, I heard you went tinkle and had some gas so some poopy also? You remembered to wipe backward, right?" paula just stared at me finally answering, "Yes Mother!" "Well just checking honey. Getting used to sitting tickling now?" I asked, to no response just that glare. "Ok don't answer, however go over to my closet and pull out the dressing mirror and tell me what you see, ok?" I instructed her and surprisingly she did so without any fuss or hesitation. "Let me tell you the NEW HEWES people know what they are doing!" you look 'ALL WOMAN" to me! Tell me what do you see?" If I thought she was a nine before, I was wrong she is a 10. Everything about her screamed gorgeous woman with a capital WOMAN! "I see me," was her response. "I know it's you but what do you see?" I asked again. "Look I know what you are doing Gabby. Trying to make me say I see a woman. Well, I am a man stuck in this body. I am a man; I always will be a man and that's it. If I want to swear I will, if I want to smoke cigars I will, If I want to watch football I will. Nothing has changed this is just a temporary situation," paula said. My response back to her was simple, "Ok paula, you say you are a man, do men have breasts. You do! Yours are a 34 c, I know because I know your bra size. Do men wear bras by the way? Well, you do." I was holding my brush tapping my hand. paula knew what I could do with it if she didn't answer me. "Yes, I have tit... I mean breasts but they aren't mine. Those Nue Ewes people did it to me." paula answered but blamed someone else this time. paula was still looking into the mirror so I asked, "paula do you have a penis? Every man I have ever known had a penis. Some were long and thick, some kinda squishy. I don't see one on you. Do you have a penis?" "I do, you know that, Gabby. It's up in me somewhere," paul on the verge of tears said. "paula, you have a vulva, with a clitoris and a vagina. Do men have those?" I asked. That was all she could take before she began to cry once again. "This is too much, how could you do this to me? I, I, I mean how stupid of me to sign the wrong form." paula managed to squeak out. Mom, it is going to get a bit steamy from this point on. You sure you want to hear more of this?" I asked my fianc?e's mom. "Honey, I have listened for the past few hours how my son through his stupidity allowed himself to become a woman. Even if she doesn't want to admit it. Me and my friend Johnnie Walker are just strolling down the path with you. Remember I am a woman and a mom. I didn't achieve the latter without some steam! Proceed as you will. I am good!" my remarkable future mother-in-law said. "Ok, well here goes! While paula was in the shower, I took two chewables. I needed to get high. I needed to not to feel myself and the chewables were working just fine about then. I got off our bed walked over to paula and faced and faced her face to face. I felt empowered with her acting so weak and being slightly taller than her I felt I was in control now. I reached out, put my hands on her cheeks and gave her a long kiss and then whispered, "I know this is hard on you honey." I kissed her again and began to back her up until she was at the edge of the bed. I then pushed her back and she fell backward on our bed, with a stunned look on her face. I nudged her over some and laid next to her sideways and lowered my head onto her left nipple while massaging her right one. It is a move paula had used on me many times. paula gasped some but never said to stop. I knew I had to bring her some pleasure after bringing her pain. I slowly began to move my right hand down her tummy. Gently touching her skin as I sucked on her engorged nipple. I wasn't feeling any lust but I knew she was feeling pleasure by her gentle whimper and heaver breathing. I rubbed around her belly button as I made my descent down her body. She must have known where I was headed. My hand followed along the way of her new curvy hip, as I rubbed on her pelvic bone for a minute or so. I could feel the anticipation building. I was thinking she hasn't stopped me yet, keep moving. I flattened my hand and pushing gently on her skin as I moved down to the inside of her thigh. She moaned and let out a slight yelp sound. I momentarily took my mouth off her breast and asked, "Is this ok?" rubbing the inside of her thigh by then, only to her say quietly, "Yes, I suppose so". I stretch out my fingers and cupped her vulva and gently pushed down with the palm of my hand and rocked it back and forth gently, feeling for the first time what another woman's outer lips felt like. That area was so soft like silk to me. I gently kept moving my hand back and forth until I moved my middle finger in between her labia and as I did, I discovered as advertised by the NEW HEWS people paula was fully capable of lubrication. She was wet waiting in anticipation of my penetration. I whispered again, "I you feel any pain let me know, I will be gentle." With that said I began to move my middle finger into place. Rubbing gently back and forth as I spread her labia in search for her clitoris. I could tell paula was enjoying herself. One she never asked me to stop, and two she just letting out little yelps of pleasure periodically. I felt her wetness increase and moved upward along her slit until my middle finger felt her clitoral hood. I moved it moved it slightly exposing her clitoris. Someday I may tell her that is what was left of her beloved penis! It wasn't just tucked up there as she thought. That was when I heard for the first time another woman moaning loudly in sexual pleasure. paula let out a gasp and an "OMG!", then a moan that was shockingly loud. I knew I hit gold. Knowing her new clitoris was three times more sensitive than mine it must have been mind blowing for her. I continued to gently massage it with my finger. Then latched on to her left nipple. It was as hard as a rock and was lactating a bit. That didn't stop me though. If I did have a penis, paula would have been surrendering her virginity in seconds to me. I know I would have made a great man if I was born that way. My first time with a woman and I had e her begging for more. paula bucked her hips up and down a few times, whimpering in pleasure, breathing faster, and moaning more! I whispered, "Does this feel good to you honey? Am I doing it right?" as if I didn't know. All paula could say was, "MMM MMM," and a quiet, "Oh my this feels incredible". paula was nearing her first female orgasm and I was still only giving her clitoral pleasure. I was thinking when she gets her first vaginal penetration, she may just black out! After hearing paula continue to moan in pleasure, I whispered again but a new question, "Tell me, do you like being a girl now paul, don't be shy, it's just us girls her, I am so turned on by this," I lied to her. Lesbianism just isn't in me. However, I was happy I could give her pleasure in her new form. She had a couple of hard couple of days. She deserved to see there is incredible pleasures also in being female, right mom?" Valentina with some concern now replied, "Well ... I... um... you see... you said vaginal penetration too. I thought this whole thing was just about the wedding day with you as the groom. paula hasn't been having sex with men, has she?" a concerned Valentina asked. "Just a couple of threesomes I set up for her and me, and surprising she really got into those too!" I said sarcastically to my future mother-in- law. Watching her eyes bug out and seeing she downed the rest of the Johnnie Walker in her glass in only seconds, I quickly added, "Mom, I was just kidding! I wouldn't do that to the poor thing! It would have to me unless someone stole her away!" Valentina exploded with laughter, "Oh you, you are too much! You scared me there!! Well did she say she likes being a girl now? I always wanted a girl you know. The spring before the Halloween when I finally dressed paula up like a girl scout, , I really wanted to dress him in a First Communion dress. I had picked one out in her size along with, those matching lacy satin white panties and trainer bra I mentioned earlier. She stayed home sick several times that spring and each time I was close to asking her to try on the clothes, you know just for fun so I could take a couple of pictures. She would have looked so cute, with that dress, white tights and little black shoes and vail on her head. Of course, that would have ended my marriage if her dad ever found out. So, I changed my plan to the girl scout outfit for Halloween, which barley kept Roco from divorcing me. Sorry for interrupting Honey." "Well, she wouldn't admit to me she liked being female but I did get her to agree to go to the beach the next day in a string bikini I bought in hopes of seeing her model it for me at least once!" Gabby shared. "She went to a beach in a bikini! How did you manage that?" an astonished Mrs. Mangione asked. "Since she would not answer me and I knew she was close to having her first female orgasm, I mentioned while still bringing her pleasure, that I wanted to take her to Crystal Beach the next day with me. I whispered I had bought her a special gift, a yellow string bikini, and wanted a day of relaxation in the sun with her. It would be a weekday so not many people would be there. paula looked up at me and shook her head no. She didn't say anything just shook her head. So, I slowly pulled my finger out of her and said this was enough for one night. Then she decided to verbalize, begging me to finish her off, she must have known something big was on her doorstep the way she was moaning, you know? I told her no beach, no finish. It took her about a second or two to agree! She wanted it BAD! I re-entered her with my middle finger concentrating on her clitoris and alternating sucking on both breasts' nipples. I don't know if this is how a man feels making love to a woman but I did love the feeling of being the one in control! Within five minutes the damn broke and she became a bucking like a filly. She made some kind of grunting noise and yelled out omg I LOVE IT I ABOSOULUTLY LOVE THIS!!! After all the convulsing and load moaning's passed paula started to cry. At first, I thought she was ashamed of how she acted but I think it was the reaction to releasing so much emotion. I thought she probably was feeling a strong sense of vulnerability like she had never experienced before. As paula gained her composure she asked if I would mind holding her. In the past after we had relations, she would head straight to the bathroom and then downstairs for a snack. Perhaps when this is all over paula will become a more considerate lover and recognize my vulnerability and snuggle with me. Anywho, we cuddled and talked for probably 20 minutes or longer. paula said this sexual encounter led her the most intense orgasm she ever experienced. As a man her orgasm would build up quickly and it was about power and then a satisfying ending as she felt an explosion of ejaculatory fluid but the intensity ended quickly. As a woman she could feel her body heating up slowly and steadily. Then multiple waves of pleasure, one stronger than the last followed by 3 distinct orgasms that evening. The last of which was the strongest one she has ever felt. While her orgasms centered in her genital area she felt they radiated throughout her body, even making her toes curl lasting much longer and was much more satisfying. I asked her, "So babe, you consider yourself a woman now? paula looked at me and stuttered back a response of she is still all man! paula was only trying to describe the difference of these orgasms to her past ones. I said in return, "The lady doth protest too much, methinks!" Eventually, I told her to go and use a warm water wash cloth and clean herself down there. When she returned paula offered no resistance to my direction of putting on the simi transparent Chemise and matching panties I had previously laid out for her. Sex is a high motivator for men, and after all as paula says, she is All Man you know! End of Chapter 7