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Camping Girl - Part Two Chapter 1 - Ashley Ashley woke up before her boyfriend Travis the next morning and made her way downstairs to research something. She wanted to research what prospects there were for Mindi to establish her identity without having access to her birth certificate, social security card, or driver's license. She was disappointed to find that the prospects for people without access to any identifying information were very slight. As Ashley and Mindi knew nothing about the origins of the body that Mindi now inhabited, the prospects for finding any records for her were worse than the odds of finding a needle in a massive haystack. This depressed Ashley knowing that Mindi would be unable to return to a normal life. At the very least though, Ashley could provide her a way out from working at a strip club and the unhealthy relationship she was currently in. She just needed to get Travis to agree to let Mindi live in the spare bedroom of their apartment. Returning up to the bedroom, she found Travis still asleep. She rolled her eyes as it was nearly noon, but Ashley figured Travis was worn out from the visit to the strip club and marathon sex session they had spent together. The thought of the rough fucking that Travis had given her plus the sight of his virile male body had Ashley's lady parts tingling. Attention to them would have to wait as Ashley wanted Travis to be in a good mood when she asked him to let Ashley move in with them. Climbing up on the bed, she brought her mouth over his oversized dick, and licked at the bottom of the bulbous head, lifting it off of Travis' leg before she enveloped his soft cock in her mouth. Sucking gently, Travis' cock quickly hardened in his mouth. A short time later Travis awoke to the familiar feeling of Ashley's eager lips wrapped around his members. Smiling at the unprompted blow job, Travis smirked as he watched Ashley do her work. It had been a while since Ashley had woken up Travis like this, he figured she was still horny from the prior night, which while true, wasn't the reason for the surprise blowjob. Ashley was working his cock with her tongue and lips to the best of her abilities, while using her hand to stoke the base. As she lifted her head to make eye contact with Travis, the sultry look in her big doe eyes caused him to spurt in pleasure. Even though Travis, despite cumming twice the prior evening, still unloaded a good amount of cum down Ashley's always eager throat. Finished, Ashley winked at her boyfriend as she excused him to let him get ready for the day. An hour later, Ashley regaled Travis with the story about how she knew the stripper named Sapphire and how she figured that Mindi was in a bad spot in her life. Ashley told Travis that Ashley was a runaway as a teenager and was working odd jobs when they had previously parted, and now was apparently stripping in order to get by. Travis nodded in agreement. The prior night he could clearly tell that Mindi was coked out and he also understood that no self-respecting woman would let a man mark her with a tattoo like the one that adorned Mindi's supple bottom. He agreed to let her move in with them. They planned to return to the strip club that evening, and offer Mindi a stable environment to get things straightened out with her life. Chapter 2 - Mindi Back at Mindi's home, which was really Jackson's, since Mindi had no legal standing to be there, she also had a dick in her mouth that morning. It was a common ritual for Mindi to provide Jackson oral relief upon him waking up. Over time, she had grown to accept it, and even a part of her enjoyed it. If nothing else, she reasoned that being a slutty girlfriend was better than being a prostitute. Jackson had a large cock that Mindi had learned over time to deep throat to the hilt. It humiliated the male remnants of Mark remaining in Mindi's brain that he was such an accomplished cock sucker. He was well aware it wasn't normal practice for women to suck off their partner every morning. Mindi felt like such a slut waking up every morning and servicing her man in this manner. Of course the female parts of Mindi's body always enjoyed acting slutty, serving to enhance Mark's internal conflict. After Jackson unloaded his slimy load down her throat, Mindi got up to make her man breakfast, like she did every morning, before she started on her cleaning rituals. Jackson expected his home to be pristine, even if he didn't actually do any of the housework. Deep down in Mindi's brain, Mark, detested being such an obedient, slutty, and traditional girlfriend. The former alpha male would never had expected a woman to be this submissive to him. And now he was living a life that most women would abhor. After Jackson ate his breakfast, he kissed Mindi on the forehead and made his way to see his friends for the afternoon. Mindi actually enjoyed the silence and had a glass of boxed wine, which quickly turned into 3 to avoid thinking about seeing Ashley and her new boyfriend the prior evening. It was the first time that Mindi had seen Ashley since the prior summer and he was glad that she was apparently doing well, but Mark's internal brain was degraded, how Mindi had treated her like a common stripper. Mindi was also internally humiliated at being turned on by the sight, appearance, smell, and even touch of Mindi's new boyfriend. Mindi felt that he was a catch and that Ashley was lucky to be dating him. Mindi laid around in the house watching trashy shows on television until it was time to get made up and go into work. Sitting at the vanity in her panties, Mindi applied her makeup in a heavy dramatic manner like she had so many times over the past year. It was really a crime for Mindi to apply so much makeup to her face. It was naturally so pretty, but the club expected all of their dancers to be made up like whores. Turning her attention to her hair, Mindi combed it out and then used her curling iron to add just enough curls and volume to make it bounce. Putting on a strapless black mini-dress that barely covered her ample bottom and strappy black heels, she pulled up the Uber app on her phone and punched in the direction to the strip club. A few minutes later, the Uber driver pulled up. The driver, a young 20 something male with a huge grin on his face at the attractive woman walking toward him, Mindi went to get in the back. It was predictably locked as the driver obviously wanted Mindi to sit up front with her. Mindi wasn't about to play that game. Rapping on the window, and gesturing to the back seat, the driver relented and unlocked the door. "Sorry babe," the obnoxious male said with a grin on his face. "I figured a lovely girl like yourself would enjoy the back seat of my car." Mindi got enough grief from men and didn't need to take more from this obnoxious loser. "Can it and drive," Mindi scolded. Despite Mindi sitting in the back and scolding the driver, it didn't stop him from asking a million questions on the way to the club that she mostly gave one word answers to, and seeing him adjust the rear view mirror to look down her cleavage and up her skirt. Mindi kept her legs firmly crossed at the knee to prevent the latter, but there was nothing that would hide her ample cleavage from his view. Mindi just hoped the guy didn't cut his night driving for Uber short to come see her at the club. She sighed in relief at getting to the club, but Mindi knew it was just going from one jungle to another. Walking into the back room, Mindi prepared to get ready for another night of catering to the drunken fantasies of men. But not before leaving a one-star rating on the app. Chapter 3 - An Escape of Sorts Mindi went out on the stage shortly after 8:30 pm for her first dance. She had already done a line of coke and enjoyed the feeling of dulled senses that came with it, plus the increased pulse rate that countered the wine she had earlier. Three glasses of wine always hit her pretty good and she needed an upper to get through the night. Like had become her regular routine, Mindi focused on the money in the men's hands seated at the stage and danced for them looking past their faces without actually focusing on them. It was easier for her that way. Looking at remembering the faces of men openly lusting after her was not something she wanted to do. Usually the men were staring at her oversized tits anyway. Mindi sometimes wondered if the girl whose body she inhabited was also somehow a man living the same trapped life. After her dance, Mindi donned a sheer yellow shawl and g-string and went out to work the floor. Hearing a familiar voice call out from behind her, she heard, "Mindi we need to talk." Turning around, she saw Ashley standing there wearing a trucker hat, a gray, loose, long sleeved top, blue jeans, and sneakers. Mindi thought that Ashley looked impossibly cute in the outfit. Casual clothes also complimented her so well. She noted that Travis was nowhere in sight. "About what?" Mindi asked. "I don't have time to talk." There was a tone of weariness, hopelessness, and defensiveness in her voice. She hoped that Ashley hadn't come here to sample her services again. "In private," Ashley said, handing her a $20 bill. Reluctantly, Mindi accepted it and put it in the garter on her leg. As the two women walked toward the back room where the dancers provided lap dances, Ashley whispered in Mindi's ear, "It's about getting you out of here." Mindi's eyes lit up at the prospect of not having to strip anymore or submit to her boyfriend Jackson anymore. Due to the bouncers doing routine checks in the lap dance rooms, Mindi had to dance on Ashley while they talked. Ashley explained that Travis and her wanted Mindi to have Mindi come live with them, get off of drugs, and do what she could to get back on her feet. This came as a shock to Mindi. The two girls came up with a plan that Mindi would take a smoke break out the back door before her next dance, they'd stop off at Jackson's place and retrieve her belongings, and go to Ashley's house. Jackson would be off drinking at the bar like usual so going home was no problem for Mindi. Twenty minutes later Mindi was dressed in her mini-dress and heels and climbed into Ashley's Jeep thankful for avoiding a night of stripping. Mindi was also thankful that Ashley had brought her a pair of flip flops to wear and an oversized zip up hoodie to cover up with. Shortly thereafter, they arrived at Jackson's home and packed her clothes, makeup, shoes, and money into the suitcase that Ashley had brought. Mindi had squirreled away some money from Travis that she hid in the house, plus she knew where Jackson kept the money of hers that he had taken under the pretense of her having to help pay with the living expenses. Mindi knew that Jackson would be pissed, but she was hopeful that she would never see him again. An hour later Ashley and Mindi pulled up to Ashley's place and Ashley escorted Mindi off to the spare bedroom where Mindi hugged Ashley and cried out in relief at knowing her stripping days were over. After Mindi was all cried out, Ashley helped her emotional friend remove her makeup and fished out a nightgown from her belongings for Mindi to sleep in. Mindi fell asleep the instant that her head hit the pillow and wouldn't wake for the next 10 hours. Back at Jackson's place, he was indeed pissed when he arrived home drunk from the bar finding that Mindi had left. He wasn't pissed that she left, but that she had taken the money from the shoebox where he kept it. He had figured his dumb slut of a girlfriend was too stupid to know where he put it. He resolved to make her regret stealing from him if he ever saw her again. The hole that his fist left in the drywall was proof enough that Mindi would regret it if Jackson ever saw her again. Chapter 4 - The Next Day Mindi woke up better than usual as she had actually slept at night instead of dancing for horny men, put drugs up her nose, and then went home to a boyfriend who would keep her up with degrading amorous activity. Her vaginal canal actually kind of missed having the usual fleshy visitor, but Mindi was glad she didn't need to suck dick like first thing in the morning or endure the degradation that Jackson inflicted upon her. Making her way out of the spare bedroom, she walked downstairs, and squeaked out, "Can I have some coffee please?" Ashley jumped up from the couch, and made Ashley a cup, bringing it to her as she cozied up on the love seat. Travis was gone for work, so it was just Ashley to take care of Mindi for the day until she went to work at noon. Sitting down next to Mindi on the love seat, Ashley didn't know how to bring up what had happened over the past year, but she reasoned that Mindi would need to talk about it at some point. "I'm glad you came to get me last night," Mindi squeaked out, her voice near breaking. "The past year was a trying one." That was putting it mildly to be sure. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you more," Ashley responded, the tenderness in her voice clearly evident. "I should have come by the club to check on you." Mindi nodded, tears coming down her face, as she sat cross legged sipping her coffee. Her head was clearer now, and Mindi felt humiliated how she had lived over the last year. The stripping, drugs, excessive alcohol, the degrading tattoos. They were all things Mark would have never had done. Now with her male persona more prevalent in her brain, Mindi would have to find a way to cope with it. "You're not a victim," Ashley said. "You survived and got by. I'm here for you now, and I'm not going to let you end up in the same situation again." Mindi rested her head on Mindi's shoulder as Ashley comforted her. The two of them spent the morning swapping stories about the last year. They even gossiped about sex with their boyfriends. Mindi told Ashley that even though Jackson was a piece of shit boyfriend that he was actually a wonderful lover. By the end of the conversation, Mindi actually felt a little bit better. She felt less hopeless but knew that getting on her feet would be difficult. Ashley left for her waitressing shift a little bit before noon, leaving Mindi to fend for herself at home. She decided to just sit on the couch, sip water, eat a bit of food, and watch television. The slow pace of things seemed to suit her just fine. Travis arrived home from his construction job around 4:30. Mindi felt her vaginal canal respond favorably to the sight of the large dominant man who was wearing a tight sweaty t-shirt, blue jeans, and work boots. Mindi scolded herself for thinking of Ashley's boyfriend that way. Chapter 5 - A Betrayal of Sorts The next day, Ashley took Mindi to get the script tattoo with Jackson's name covered up. Mindi chose a rose tattoo to cover the degrading tattoo. Ashley thought Mindi's choice was sexy but respectable. A few hours later they were on their way home. Mindi hoped she would never have to get another tattoo for the rest of her life. Over the next few days, a routine of sorts set in. In the morning Ashley and Mindi would have girl time and chat or watch daytime television. Shortly before noon, Ashley would go to work at the diner waitressing and Mindi would spend the afternoon helping to clean the house or go for a walk. When Travis would return home, he would shower while Mindi helped to start dinner for when Ashley would return home. They would eat dinner together and watch television together in the evening before retiring to bed. While Ashley and Travis attempted to be quiet in bed, Mindi knew they were getting it on, which made her miss the touch of a man even more. On Friday, Mindi had gone out for a long walk in the summer heat. When she returned home, Mindi hopped in the shower, enjoying the feeling of the hot water against her body. Getting out of the shower, Mindi looked in the mirror. She could see the color and clarity returning to her face. Looking at the face, staring back at her, Mindi figured she could live her life in this body. Wrapping a towel around her breasts she walked back toward her bedroom, looking down at her body. Not realizing where she was going, Mindi bumped into Travis who had just returned from work. Startled, she looked up and saw the square jaw, unshaven face, and his piercing brown eyes starting back down at her. The glistening from sweat and roughness on his face contrasted sharply with the clean and smooth nature of Mindi's spin. "Umm, sorry," Mindi stammered. "I didn't see you there." Her voice fluttered from being turned on by Ashley's boyfriend. Travis similarly was turned on by the beautiful woman, cleanly showered, standing before. He could easily tell from the look in her eyes and the trembling in her voice that she was attracted to him. Travis had fantasized about Mindi the entire last week when she had given him a lap dance. Ashley bringing her to their home was like waving steak before a hungry lion. Still though, he knew that fucking her would be wrong, and a betrayal of Ashley's trust. He was about to excuse himself and go to his bedroom, when Mindi, sensing that he was about to come to his senses, pressed her firm, full breasts and looked up to him with pleading eyes, and begged, "I need you." Looking down at the perfect ten before him, begging for sex was more than any more man could resist. He quickly spirited her off to his and Ashley's bedroom, but not before ripping Mindi's towel off her body, discarding it on the hallway floor. Placing the buxom beauty down on the bed and climbing on top of her, Travis made out with Mindi, desperate to relieve the sexual tension that had been building for the last week. Mindi eagerly worked to undo the belt and fly on Travis' jeans and gasped when she saw the size of the cock that popped out. Whispering in Travis' ear, she whispered, "I need to feel every inch of you inside of me. Now." Mindi's sexual desires had clearly taken over her thought process. Within seconds, and with Mindi's assistance, Travis was completely naked and positioned behind Mindi with her bent over and facing the end of the bed. Over the past year, Jackson had done nothing but fuck Mindi from behind. By this point she had been conditioned to expect that every sexual escapade would be with her bent over and a strong man behind her. Mindi gasped in relief as Travis brought his unsheathed cock toward Mindi's slick hole. It had been almost a week since her vaginal canal had a fleshy visitor. She moaned in pleasure when Travis pushed inside of her. Lost in pleasure, Travis took a tight grasp of Mindi's hips and he started thrusting hard into her. Mindi squealed and moaned as Travis' pelvis clapped against her ass cheeks. Mindi squealed in pleasure at Travis' pumping in and out of her nether regions, which hit all the right spots. Travis was good, much better than Jackson, Mindi thought. Jackson used to screw Mindi to get himself off, and any pleasure that Mindi received was merely incidental. Travis actually cared about her sexual pleasure. She started pushing back into Travis crying out in pleasure. Meanwhile, Ashley had just arrived home early from work. She was feeling shitty, as her monthly visitor had just arrived, and she just needed a Midol, glass of wine, and to relax. She had on her headphones and was listening to a local country rock band as she made her way through the house. Walking into the bedroom, she was startled by the sight of Travis having Mindi bent over with the both of them in the throes of pleasure. Ashley gasped and brought her hands up to cover her mouth in a state of shock. Meanwhile, Travis felt awful knowing he had been caught cheating on the woman he loved, and Mindi felt mortified finding her former girlfriend chancing on her fucking her current boyfriend. A pregnant pause enveloped the room as no one knew what to say at that moment. Chapter 6 - Aftermath After Ashley chanced upon her current boyfriend fucking her ex-boyfriend, she was pissed. But mostly at herself. It had been naive for her to expect that introducing a young and sexually available woman into her household would end well. Ashley realized that she had basically been parading a forbidden apple before her boyfriend. It was an unfair request to expect any man to lay off Mindi, especially since Ashley had arranged for Travis to receive a lap dance from Mindi not even a week ago. "Travis, I need you to go grab a beer somewhere," Ashley said. "We'll talk later. But now I need to talk with Mindi." Travis was too mortified to object to Ashley's request, and he quickly dressed and left the house. He noted the redness in Ashley's face and had correctly surmised she was angry but had understandably but incorrectly assumed it was toward him. In truth, a fair bit of it was. Leaving the house, Travis didn't know what to expect when he returned home. After Travis left, Ashley moved to her dresser and pulled out a blue t- shirt and gray athletic shorts for Mindi to wear. She quickly put them on, desperate to hide her modesty after her former girlfriend caught her with her current boyfriend. Mindi was nearly in tears as Ashley escorted her down to the living room. "I'm so sorry," Mindi cried out. "Please don't send me back." After a week with clearness of mind, Mindi dreaded being sent back to Jackson, the drugs, and the stripping. Ashley felt bad for Mark. And for failing him a year ago. "You're not going back sweetie. You're staying right here." She hugged her transformed ex-boyfriend. "I know this is a hard situation for you Mindi. We're going to get your life back on track.." Mindi felt tears running down her cheeks at Ashley's understanding. "Thank you," Mindi muttered. A couple hours later Travis returned to the apartment after milking a couple of beers at the bar. He didn't want to return home trashed and piss off Ashley even more. Pushing open the front door of the house and poking his head in before entering, he found Ashley sitting on the couch watching TV wearing an oversized t-shirt and athletic shorts. Mindi had long since gone to bed, desperate for the relief that sleep afforded her. "Hi baby girl," Travis offered. "Hi Travis," Ashley responded. "Come sit down." Travis was confused by the lack of anger in Ashley's voice. He had actually expected Ashley to fire a hard object at his head the moment he poked it inside the door. Instead he followed Ashley' directive and sat down next to her. "I'm so sorry," Travis started. "It's all my fault.." "Mindi told me about coming on to you," Ashley said. "I'm not happy about this. I think I can forgive you. But this is your only chance on this." Relieved at his girlfriend's forgiveness, Travis felt a huge weight lift off of his shoulders. Ashley was the best thing to ever happen to him and he would have been devastated to lose her. "You won't regret this," Travis said, the desperation and relief clearly evident in his voice. "I'll do anything to make this better." Getting up, and kissing Travis on the cheek, Ashley said, "I know you will sweetie. Hopefully in time this will be a speedbump in our relationship. You can sleep on the couch tonight though. I need time to think." Nodding at Ashley's directive, Travis readily agreed to spending a night on the couch. Ashley retired to their bedroom, and quickly fell asleep in the fresh set of sheets that she had placed on the bed. In bed, Ashley knew it wouldn't work to have Mindi around long-term. Long-term house guests were never a good idea, and adding Mindi as basically a third wheel to her and Travis' relationship was destined to lead to disaster. However, the sight of Travis having Mark bent over in his slutty little bimbo body had been much more of a turn on to Ashley than she had let on to either Travis or Mindi. Ashley didn't want Travis to think she was into swinging or an open relationship. As for Mindi, Ashley correctly surmised that Mindi had an internal torment between the sexual needs of her body and the internal workings of Mark's brain that were still in Mindi's brain. Laying in bed, Ashley pulled her vibrator out of her drawer and made herself cum twice to the thought of Travis and Mindi screwing in this very bed earlier today. Once she was satisfied, a sense of clarity returned. She knew things would be awkward with Mindi in the house. Ashley needed to find her a safe place to live and a job to work that wasn't humiliating or unsafe. Chapter 7 - A New Job Scouring the internet the next day, Ashley came across a job for a local construction company that was looking for secretarial help at $14/hour. Ashley had heard construction companies had a reputation for not checking the immigration status of their workers. The company's office was within walking distance of a simple but affordable apartment complex. Ashley figured that Mindi could work there, get a nearby apartment and live a simple but productive life. And who knows, based on Mindi's seduction of men, maybe Mindi would fall for one of the roughnecks in the construction trade though. Ashley chuckled at the thought of Mindi being around the thought of a bunch of horny testosterone laden construction workers all day. Mindi would certainly have her pick of the litter, Ashley figured. This time though, she would be closer and check in regularly to make sure that Mindi wasn't in an abusive relationship. In truth, Ashley was more than a little turned on herself at the thought of all those men. Blue collar workers were a huge turn on for her. Explaining her findings to Mindi, Ashley could see her audibly sigh at the prospect of working a clerical job in an office full of men. Still though, Mindi knew that office work would beat the prospects of working as a housekeeper, hotel maid, or agricultural work. If she had to put up with a few flirtatious men to avoid back breaking labor she figured she would be worth it. The next day, Mindi was seated across from the owner of the construction company wearing a tight button up pink silk blouse, a white high waisted knee-length pencil skirt, nude pantyhose, and 4-inch white pump heels. Her makeup was done in a professional manner, with pink glossy lips. Her blonde hair was pulled up in a tight ponytail. The owner of the construction company, a man named Denny, was happy beyond words to see the sultry blonde girl in his office. His erection was currently tenting in his worn blue jeans. He was in his mid 50s, divorced, and had a decent sized beer belly, with receding hair. He was thinking naughty things about the pretty girl seated before him rather than listen to the blonde's answers. He was going to hire her regardless. The one thing that Dennis did pick up was that Mindi said she was currently on the run from her abusive boyfriend and would need to be paid under the table. Dennis nodded at Mindi's predicament. He figured that explained why such a pretty and apparently competent woman was applying to work at his construction company rather than somewhere much more reputable, such as a bank or law firm. He offered Mindi the job on the spot, she happily accepted leaping up and hugging him and kissed him on the cheek, thankful to have the job. Dennis' dick twitched at the bubbly blonde hugging him. Returning home that evening, Ashley gave Mindi a huge hug at finding out that Mindi had landed the job. Ashley informed Mindi that she had found an affordable apartment close to the construction site, and that Ashley would go rent a unit the next day for Mindi to live in. They went out that evening for margaritas to celebrate before stopping at Wal-Mart to purchase more clothes appropriate for work. Mindi's new attire was sexy, but appropriate for working as a secretary, not that her new boss would have objected to any attire she should to work in. Chapter 8 - Nature Takes Its Course The next day, Mindi showed up for work promptly at 8 am. She was wearing a white short-sleeved button up dress with a tight three-quarter black cardigan over it, a black pleated skirt, and 3-inch black pump heels. Her makeup was done appropriately for the daytime, and her hair was down and flowing. She looked sexy, yet presentable. Dennis' cock was once again tenting in his pants as he took the new secretary around to meet the staff. Back in the office, which was really just a trailer on the construction site, Dennis explained to Mindi what her duties would be, which consisted mostly of answering the phone, taking & relaying messages, ordering supplies, opening the mail and tracking the workers daily time. All were tasks that Mindi could handle with ease, and over time she found herself conversing or outright flirting with the men on the crew to pass the time. In the presence of so many masculine driven men, they all started competing for Mindi's affections. As so often happens between men and women, Mindi was flattered by the attention and ended up dating who she found to be the most masculine and virile of them. Her boyfriend was a Dominican man named Luis, who was tall, muscle bound, and wore a shirt as little as possible to show off his muscles that were often glistening with sweat from working. Mindi's taught little body tingled each time she saw him in work jeans, work boots, and no shirt. Luis was undocumented and worked under the table for Dennis, like many of Dennis' workers. He was able to pay undocumented workers less, which allowed him to bid less on jobs. He provided kickbacks to the right people to keep the authorities off of his back. Dating for Luis and Mindi meant fucking like rabbits for the first couple of weeks as Mindi couldn't get enough of Luis' large brown cock. Luis was even better in bed than Travis, Mindi figured. For his part, Luis had never found a woman as sexy and insatiable as Mindi was and he was completely infatuated with her. Ashley was still checking in on Mindi regularly, and they maintained a steady dinner date on Thursdays so they could catch up and that Ashley could make sure that Mindi was still doing well. While Ashley wasn't surprised to learn that Mindi was dating a man on the crew, she was somewhat surprised to find out Mindi was dating a Dominican, although somewhat less so when she saw a picture of Luis. He was a stud, Ashley thought. The ironic thing was that as a man, Mark was never attracted to hispanic women, but Mindi couldn't get enough of her sexy and virile Dominican boyfriend. Within three months of them dating, Mindi was pregnant with the first of their three children. When Mindi had started dating Luis, Mindi had said it was a casual thing and they weren't serious. At the time, the fluttering in Mindi's eyes and flirty tone in her voice as she twirled her blonde hair while talking about Luis told Ashley she was infatuated with this man. Ashley thought it was wonderful and cute that Mindi had found someone she cared deeply for. Sitting down with Mindi for their typical Thursday dinner date, Ashley felt that Mindi was positively glowing. Her makeup was expertly done, her long blonde hair bounced with each step, and she was wearing a tan long sleeved mini dress that tightly hugged her ample curves and came to a couple inches above the knee. Tan 4-inch pumps were on her feet. Ashley felt hopelessly underdressed in her tan loose fitting long-sleeved button up plaid shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers. Ashley's fashion sense always tended toward casual attire. When the waitress came, Ashley ordered a chardonnay and Mindi ordered a sweet tea. This was the third week in a row that Mindi hadn't ordered a glass of wine with dinner. After quitting the club, Mindi had quit coke cold turkey, but had still indulged in the occasional glass of wine with dinner as she enjoyed the taste but didn't indulge. Mindi wasn't well versed enough in being a woman to know what it means when a woman suddenly stops drinking while dating a man, but Ashley easily picked up on what Mindi's choice of drink meant. Crossing her arms under her breasts with a knowing look on her face as Mindi finished a story from work, she asked her former boyfriend point blank, "You're pregnant, aren't you?" Mindi started back in shock, her face reddening at Ashley so easily figuring out her secret. Ashley's knowing look turned to one of squealing excitement. "I'm so happy for you!" Ashley squealed. Mindi didn't know how to bring this topic up to Ashley and was kind of relieved to have it out in the open, especially since Ashley seemed excited for her. "I'm about three months along," Mindi allowed. "The morning sickness is awful." "You're going to be such a wonderful mother Mindi, I know it," Ashley said. "And you watch, you're going to be such a wonderful wife to Luis." Mindi gasped at the thought of getting married to Luis, then started daydreaming at the start of how pretty she would look standing next to Luis wearing a pretty white gown. A tear ran down Mindi's cheek thinking about how she could be happy being Luis' wife and raising their children. It was a large departure from the life that Mark had hoped to have with Ashley before the transformation, but it would still have many of the same things; a partner to love, wonderful sex, a home together, and a family to raise. Seeing the tears roll down Mindi's cheek, and correctly surmising they were tears of happiness, Ashley said to Mindi, "I'm happy for you Mindi. You're going to have a wonderful life with Luis." Epilogue Luis and Mindi married in a wedding ceremony at Luis' church not even two months later. Mindi's belly bump was just beginning to show. She was wearing a white sleeveless satin gown with a mermaid skirt that came to the floor, a square neckline that was cut low, and 5-inch white heels. Even with her heels, she still much shorter than Luis. Ashley was of course Mindi's maid of honor and wore a frilly pink bridesmaid dress and 4-inch pink heels. It was not her style, but Ashley looked wonderful in it. Mindi had purposely picked it to get the normally casual Ashley into a much more feminine outfit. Watching Mindi reciting her vows, Ashley could plainly see the look of love and devotion to Luis in her eyes and hear it in her voice. The happy couple passionately embraced in a loving kiss after finishing the vows. Four months after the wedding, Mindi gave birth to a son, who they named Carlos. Holding her newborn son and looking at him with Luis beaming proudly nearby, Mindi felt that her life was always fated to turn out this way, and in that moment she couldn't imagine a better life for her, than as a wife of Luis and mother to their children.