Changing His Mind

by Jennifer White

 

Laura was so exasperated with her husband Daniel. She tried and tried, but no matter how nice she was, no matter how she hinted, no matter what she did, he was just not going to change. It was obvious that cared about himself more than anything, and she was just an afterthought.

On Mondays, he played golf with the guys after work, then went out to drink. Tuesdays, he worked late, often coming home at 8;00, which Laura found to be suspicious, to say the least, given that he had a young pretty secretary. On Thursdays and Fridays, he had other activities for himself only. And now, he had just informed her that there was a regular card game with the guys on Saturday night, and that he was going to start playing in it!

To Laura, this meant that sometimes he’d only spend one or two nights together with her. The rest of the time, he was off having his fun, smoking and drinking with the guys, ignoring her needs. Then he’d come home smelling of smoke and booze, and he’d want her! Of course, as any sensible woman would do, she refused to make love when he was like that.

She thought that cutting him off when he was a mess might be something that would help bring him in line. But he didn’t seem to care. She was certain he was having an affair with his secretary. She felt hurt, and unloved.

As Daniel went out to his card game, leaving her alone on a Saturday night, Laura met up with some of her old girlfriends. They went out to dinner, then for drinks and dancing. They talked up a storm, trading stories of their men and how their emotional needs were going unmet.

Laura felt such camaraderie with the girls. It felt so natural with them, whereas things seemed forced with Daniel lately. If only she could talk to him, like she could talk with the girls!

 

* * *

 

With all of the nights that Laura was alone now, she had a lot of time to go online. She sent silly emails back and forth with her friends, went shopping online, checking out the new fall fashions. She looked at movie reviews, making her list of what she would rent when it came out on video.

As she was checking her email, she clicked on one message. One when it was open, did she realize that it was ‘spam’. But the message intrigued her; it contained a promise that with a few days of training, she could learn a new skill: the ability to hypnotize someone.

The ad said that once she put a person under, she would be able to do things to make them think something that she wanted. She could even implant memories, and the person wouldn’t be able to tell that it hadn’t really happened!

Laura was thrilled. She ordered the 2 DVD set, and paid for rush delivery. Two days later, it arrived, and she got down to serious study. As she learned the skills she’d need, she started to think up a plan. She would make some subtle suggestions, and help her husband become a better person. She could teach him to take care of her needs too, and make them both so happy. She smiled. They would both benefit from this.

But Laura’s plan took a severe turn one day. She was having dinner with a girlfriend, when she saw something out the window of the restaurant: her husband Daniel, walking hand in hand with his young secretary! He touched her, and they had a quick kiss.

There was no doubt now: he was having an affair. Laura seethed. Her plans changed from one to help her husband become a better person, to one that would bring her revenge...

 

* * *

 

Daniel came home, smelling of alcohol again, as usual. This was perfect for Laura. In order to put a person under, they needed to relax. He would be very relaxed now, indeed! She sat him down, and started to rub his neck, which he loved, but she hadn’t done in quite some time, due to his poor behavior.

She whispered in his ear as she relaxed him, and he didn’t even feel it as she started to switch off his conscious mind, exposing his vulnerable inner self. Soon, she had him to the point where she had direct access to his mind. With no conscious there to filter out things, she could now directly insert data to his brain. Or in this case, implant a false memory.

Laura had devised a plan, in which she would start to put her husband under, almost daily, and begin to build a new set of life memories for him. She would take his real life, and twist it, until it became something quite different. She wasn’t sure if it would work, but she had to try.

"You can remember a sunny day" she whispered sweetly into his ear. "You were standing in the back yard with your mother and your sister. You were having so much fun together! It was on that day that for the first time, you realized that you wanted to be a girl."

 

Laura let the words sink in. They would set of a cascade of conflicts within his mind, contradiction a lifetime of memories. But with gentle reinforcement, she would guide his thoughts, until he really believed he wanted to be a woman. What revenge could be sweeter? Instead of him having an affair with his secretary, he would want to be a woman like her!

If she could make him think like a woman, then perhaps she could save their relationship, and their marriage. This was all for his own good.

"Ever since that day, you wanted to be a girl! With all your heart, you wished that you were female. You told your mommy that day, that you wanted to grow up to be just like her, so you could be a mommy some day too."

 

There was a confused look on Daniel’s face. What inner turmoil he must be going through! But he deserved to suffer, after all he had done to her. She knew that this was enough for her first session, so she gently put him into a deep sleep. When he awoke, he would just remember falling asleep in his easy chair. But the memories would remain.

 

* * *

 

Two days later, Laura hadn’t noticed any apparent changes in her husband. But her DVDs had told her not to; it was going to be a process, not something you could do in one single day. So when he came home that night, it was time for him to go under again.

After she switched off his mind, she started by going over the first memory she had implanted, once again. Since this was something so life-shattering, it was critical that she reinforce it, again and again.

Once she was satisfied with that, it was now time to add something new.

"You were playing dolls with your sisters" she whispered sweetly. "Remember how much fun it was for you! As you moved the female doll, you thought ‘This is me’. You remember being so jealous of your sisters, because of how their bodies were different than yours. You wished that you were just like them."

Daniel’s head moved from side to side, and his face changed to that confused expressing, his forehead wrinkled, a pained look falling over his face. Laura smiled. It was working!

"You loved putting pretty clothes onto the pretty dolls, pretending that it was you that was being dressed up. That day, you wished that you could wear pretty clothes, like your sisters. That was when you realized you wanted to dress up like a girl."

It was enough for one day! Laura gently put her pained husband into a deep sleep, telling him he would dream of skirts and blouses, all night long...

 

* * *

 

The next day, Laura went shopping. She got dressed in her new outfit, and waited for Daniel to return from work. She wore a new flirty, feminine skirt, white with pink polka-dots. Her new push-up bra showed off her impressive bust, as is seemed to strain her tank top to the point of bursting. She wore seductive makeup, and her new pair of white mules on her feet.

When Daniel finally arrived, she spun around, so that her skirt flared out.

"So honey, what do you think of my new outfit?" she asked, with a giggle.

She tried to read the expression on Daniel’s face. It was a mixture of awe, and yearning. She knew him well enough to know that he was jealous. It was working! Even though he had only been through a couple of sessions, she could tell that something in him was making him want to dress up in her new clothes. She was so happy!

She served her husband a drink, so that he’d be easier to manipulate into the hypnotic trance. It wasn’t even half an hour later, when he was in her power.

"You remember feeling jealous of your sisters" she whispered. "When they started to grow their boobs, you wished that you had them too! When they started to wear bras, you started to steal them, so you could wear one yourself. You hated yourself, because you weren’t growing boobs too."

Daniel was struggling and turning his head, with the pained look on his face. Sweat was breaking out on his forehead.

"And that was when you started to dress up in your sister’s clothes, whenever you could. Even when you were caught doing it, and were scolded, you’d still take every chance you could to feel yourself wrapped up in a skirt, caressed by pantyhose, constrained by a bra, or any other piece of feminine clothes you could get your hands on. You realized you were only happy when you could dress up as a girl. You knew then as you do now: in your heart, you want to be a girl."

It was enough for one session. Clearly, Daniel was being traumatized by these new memories. But it was right that he should suffer! He deserved it, after all he had done! Laura put him to sleep, to let his new memories sink in.

 

* * *

 

Laura wondered what was going on in her husband’s head. By now, he would be sensing some of his new memories. He might be puzzled by them. But she would continue to fill in the holes, until his new life’s story was complete.

In her next session with him, she picked up where she left off.

"Once your sisters started to grow their boobs, you became obsessed with wanting your own" she said. "You started to wear a bra whenever you could get away with it. If you were alone in the house, you’d stuff the bra full, so you’d feel like you had boobs. You started stealing your mom’s bras, because they were much bigger, and you liked it better with bigger boobs on your chest."

She lightly rubbed his chest now, concentrating on the nipples.

"Having boobs means pleasure to you; being flat-chested means pain and jealousy. You wished so much that you were a girl!"

Oh the look on his face! Laura loved seeing him struggle to internalize all this.

"You remember that around this time, you started to feel upset about the chores you had. Instead of taking out the trash, you wanted to wash the dishes, like your sister. Instead of mowing the lawn, you wanted to vacuum the house, like your sister. You started doing their chores, and you loved it."

Daniel never did chores around the house. He was lazy, and never helped her. She would see if she could fix that!

"You found that if you wore a bra, while you did the woman’s work of the house, it made you feel like you were a girl! To vacuum while wearing a bra was heavenly! It brought you so much pleasure, that you started to do your sister’s housework, for nothing in return! They were glad to get out of working, so they let you do their jobs. They were kind, and taught you how to do things right. You only wished you could have been wearing a skirt as you worked along."

If this worked, soon he’d be doing housework! Now for a few more memories.

"You remember being fascinated as your mother and your sisters put on makeup. At first, you snuck copies of their Cosmo and Glamour magazines, so you could read them, and learn the proper techniques. But soon, you started to long to wear makeup yourself. You started to put it on when you were at home by yourself."

Now for the biggest thing of the day, the detail that would really impact him the most.

"It was when you were fully dressed up for the first time, wearing a stuffed bra and wearing makeup, when you realized that you had a female name. When you were a girl, you weren’t Daniel anymore. No, you were a girl named Heather. Yes, Heather. When you are a girl, your name is Heather."

What a traumatic thing for a male mind it must have been, she thought, to now have a girl’s name! How he must be in turmoil inside. She could hardly wait for their next sessions together.

 

* * *

 

Along with Daniel’s "new memories", Laura had been implanting something else: a way to make him go under, into a trance, literally, with just a few words. Now she didn’t need to be so elaborate. She could put him under in moments, any time she wanted to. He was putty in her hands.

She implanted memories of him wanting so much to wear high heel shoes, that he would steal his mom’s, put several layers of socks on his feet so they’d fit, then walk around his room in them. She implanted memories of him being disturbed as he started to form chest hair, and how he’d shave it off, so he could be like his sister’s.

"You started shaving your legs too, with their pink shavers, so you’d have smooth legs, like they did. It excited you to use their creams to keep your skin soft, their shampoo to make your hair nice, or any of their things. You longed to have long, pretty hair, like a girl."

 

In the next session, there was more to come. She gave him the memory of saving his spending money, to go to a store and buy himself a pretty lingerie set, which he’d wear all the time when he was locked in his room. And the memory of wanting to paint his nails, until he started to borrow one bottle of his sister’s nail polish, and practicing on himself.

"When Halloween was getting close, you decided that it was your big chance. You told everyone that you were going to the party as a girl, and asked your sisters if they could help dress you up. You pretended not to know how, and you luxuriated in all the feminine attention, as they dressed you up, from head to toe, as a girl."

"You remember that as they were putting on your makeup, they told you ‘Now you are one of us. Now we have another sister’. You felt so proud of this! It was the best moment in your whole life."

Now came a delicate decision for Laura, as to how far she wanted this to go. She had gone back and forth on the issue, but her mind was made up when she did the wash, and smelled a strange perfume on Daniel’s white undershirt. He was still sleeping with his secretary! So he deserved what he was about to get.

"At the Halloween party" she said, "You hung out with a cute boy in a football player costume. It was that day that you realized that you wanted to date him. You pretended for the whole party, that the two of you were on a date. Nothing made you feel more like a girl, than dating a boy!"

Daniel’s face really looked uncomfortable now!

"You wished it could be like that every day! You fantasized about dating boys from that day forward.

This would be a major turning-point in Daniel’s fragile mind. This would do more to rock his world than anything else up to this point. But he deserved it! Laura gently put him out of his trance, and let him go to sleep.

 

* * *

 

Laura’s barrage of new memories for Daniel continued. He had told her about some of the girls he had dated when he was in school (after much prodding of course). She added to those memories. In some of them, he was dating another boy. She gave him memories of kissing boys, and going all the way with them.

She used this to make his idolization of women deeper, and more complete.

"Women are your image of perfection" she said. "You don’t even deserve to be with a woman, because you’re only a man. You wish so much that you were female, that you’d do anything to feel feminine. Only by feeling like a woman, can you find happiness. Since you’re just a man, it makes you feel better if you can at least obey a strong woman. Obedience to a female makes you feel weak, and less of a man. And the less male you feel, the more feminine you are."

Laura’s choices of memories had a purpose. She was getting ready to set up her husband. She was planning to have his secretary catch him in the act of cheating, but with a man! She would get him to dress up in her clothes, and that would make her discovery all the more shocking.

Then she, Laura, could be kind and supportive of his ways, and gently guide him back to loving only her. Of course, she might make him a maid for her, doing the housework and rubbing her feet, while she drank pina coladas and such!

"You remember starting to buy yourself more and more girl’s clothes, until you had quite a collection in your closet! After you dated your future wife, you’d go home, dress up, and pretend that you were her. You admired her so much for being a woman, and you realized that she was the woman you wished you had been born as."

It was important that he look at her as the personification of womanhood, although Laura knew she was far from perfect! The perfect woman wouldn’t have her problem with weight going right to her thighs (not to mention her unhappiness with other areas she tended to gain weight in). The perfect woman would lose all that weight right away, not struggle with dieting for months, as Laura did. And the perfect woman wouldn’t have Laura’s constant struggle with bad hair days!

But she would build herself up in Daniel’s mind, as the perfect woman. It was necessary.

 

* * *

 

It was a few days later, when Laura came home from grocery shopping. There was Daniel, doing something she had never seen before: the dishes! Through his T-shirt, she could see the outline of one of her bras! She didn’t say a thing, pretending not to notice it. It was important that he thought he was getting away with something.

"Thank you so much, sweetie" she said, making a big fuss over him.

"I’m glad to help" he said. "I’d do this any time for you."

"You’re so sweet" said Laura, giving him a peck on the cheek.

She was overjoyed; it was working perfectly. There was her husband, doing housework, wearing a bra! Now was the time to put the final pieces of his new mind in place, to seal his fate.

 

* * *

 

"You remember dressing up fully as a woman on the days you didn’t date Laura" she said. "As you fell in love with her though, you swore that you’d stop trying to be a girl. You wanted to devote yourself to her, completely. But the urge to be feminine keeps growing inside you, more and more, and you can’t keep it down."

Daniel’s face seemed calm. This didn’t even disturb him anymore now.

"You remember sadly throwing out all of your girlish things when you moved in with your wife, thinking your days as a girl were over. But now here you are, sleeping in a bedroom with a whole closet full of blouses, skirts, dresses and more! Right next to your boxers are piles of panties. How can you resist it, when there is so much temptation right there before you? You need to feel feminine, and you have access to so many clothes!"

She continued to drill into him the compulsion and the need to dress up. She enhanced his earlier ‘memories’ with more details. She made everything seem so vivid. Then, before putting him into his sleep for the night, she added one last thing.

"Inside, you are a girl. You are not a man; you were never a man. In all your life, you never felt masculine at all. On your wedding night, you longed to be the one in a wedding dress. When you make love to your wife or your girlfriend, you imagine that you are the one with the pussy, and that she is penetrating you. You are a girl. You are a girl. You are a girl. You are a girl."

Daniel drifted off into a deep sleep, with Laura’s final commands floating around in his head.

 

* * *

 

Laura knew it was working. Not just because a few other times she had found Daniel doing housework, with the outline of a bra clearly showing through his shirt, but also because now when she got dressed in the morning, she’d find things out of place. A skirt on the wrong hanger. A pair of panties that weren’t properly folded. Pantyhose with a run in them that wasn’t there before.

Of course, he had shaved his chest and legs some time ago, but she had ignored it, as if he had always done that. In fact, one day she had complimented him on how good his nice smooth legs looked.

Laura went shopping, buying herself several sets of the sexiest lingerie she could find. Actually, she didn’t intend to wear it; it was to tempt and lure Daniel. The more he dressed up, the more it would reinforce his new compulsion. Laura made sure to find as many excuses as possible to leave him at home alone. She visited her sister, or went to get her hair done on a Saturday, when he was sure to be home alone.

Laura kept putting Daniel into his trance, and kept going over his ‘memories’ again and again, to cement them in his mind. She didn’t need to add anything new though. By now, she had completed all she needed it do. It was just important that he didn’t revert.

She would also buy things to help trigger his memories. For example, she bought herself a plaid skirt, to remind him of the memory she gave him, of wearing one of his sister’s schoolgirl skirts. Or she bought a strapless bra, to match another memory she had given him.

But Laura was also buying things now for the next dramatic stage of her experiment. This included a set of "breast forms". They looked and felt just like real boobs, but they were made out of silicon gel. They were D-cups, and they even had realistic looking nipples on them. She hide them where he would never find them. It wasn’t time for him to have boobs yet.

 

* * *

 

A few weeks passed, and it was time for the vacation that Laura had been planning. Of course, if she had asked him to go with her to the islands, he would have found an excuse not to go. But with the help of some hypnotic suggestions, she made him believe it was his idea!

They sat in first class, sipping fruity drinks, as the plane approached their island destination. They rode from the airport in a limo, going to a five star hotel. It was Daniel’s money, and Laura didn’t mind spending it now. He deserved to pay.

As soon as they reached their room, Laura insisted on unpacking.

"I want to hit the beach" said Daniel. "Can’t we unpack later?"

"Do you want your things to be all wrinkled?" she asked, as she pulled her two-piece "tankini" from the suitcase.

"No" he admitted, opening his.

But when Daniel looked inside the suitcase, something was wrong.

"Uh-oh" he said. "We got the wrong bag from the airport. This one is full of women’s clothes."

Now was the time for Laura to let loose. She had been planning this moment for so long!

"There is no mistake" she said, coldly. "That is your bag."

"But...." he said in protest, but she cut him off.

"Daniel" she said firmly, in an authoritative voice he had never heard before. "I know you have been dressing in my clothes, since the day you moved in with me. I want you to tell me about it now. And don’t lie to me, I’m a girl. I’ll know of you are."

Daniel sighed. He sat down on the bed next to Laura, who was still feigning anger. He opened up to her, admitting that since he could remember, he had always dressed up in girl’s clothes.

"I always wished I had been born female, like you" he said. "You don’t know how lucky you are! You’re just this... this perfect being, and I’m stuck in this defective male body. I wish I could be like you."

Laura acted supportive now, and understanding. It was amusing for her to hear him repeat so many of the things she had implanted into his mind! She got him to admit that when he was a girl, his name was Heather. She even got him to admit that he had dated boys a few times.

Now Laura lavished her attention on him. She stripped him down naked, caressing his body as she did so. Then she started to dress him up. It was as if he was a living doll. She put a pair of sexy lacy panties onto him, along with a matching bra. Now she got out her new breast forms, and put them into the bra’s cups.

"Now you’ve got boobs, like me!" she said, giggling. "This whole trip, I don’t want to ever see you without them, Heather."

"Sure" said Daniel, who was in a state of bliss, his inner dream coming true. He was dressing up, with the help and blessing of his wife!

Now she put a garter belt onto him, along with nylons. Then a half-slip. Then a sexy little black dress. Then she gave him a wig she had bought, followed by long fake "press-on" nails. She sat him down, and expertly applied makeup to his face, followed by nail polish.

Daniel was almost in a state of shock, as she put high heel shoes on his feet. They had been purchased at a specialty store, which carried sizes large enough for a man to wear. Those had been difficult for her to find!

As a final touch, she adorned him with all sorts of jewelry, including a dangling necklace, and a pair of large hoop clip-on earrings. She handed him a purse, and smiled. He was now complete.

"All right Heather" she said, "Go see yourself in the mirror."

"I can’t believe it..." whispered Daniel, as he stared at himself in the mirror. He looked so much like a woman! He was enthralled at how he looked, and he struck all sorts of poses.

"We’re going to spend the week together, as girlfriends" said Laura.

They went downstairs to the bar, and had a drink. Then they walked the streets of the city, shopping for bikinis and flowing skirts. They ate dinner together at a nice fish place, then found a dance bar, where they stayed out on the dance floor for hours.

Finally, exhausted and suffering from jet lag, they rode a taxi back to their hotel. "Heather" had sore feet from having worn heels for so long, for the first time.

In the bedroom, Laura put on a sexy teddy she had bought, and gave Daniel one that matched. She helped him glue his breast forms on, so they wouldn’t need a bra for support. As he climbed into bed with her, after they took off their makeup, she had one last thing for the night: a brand new sex toy. It was a dildo, realistic looking, down to the veins on the shaft.

"It’s too bad that neither of us has a d*ck, since we’re both girls" said Laura. "But I want an orgasm tonight. So I want you to do me with this."

He took the dildo from her, his hand trembling.

"Suck on it first, won’t you?" she asked. "I want to make sure it goes in easily."

Daniel was eager to suck on it. In his head, it reminded him of when he had dated boys, and how he had imagined sucking on them. Laura was surprised how he was so enthusiastic about it!

Now he took the dildo, and gently guided it into her pussy. He did her, as she softly moaned, until she finally came. She smiled and kissed him. The dildo was so much bigger than he was, and it hit her just right. Mmmm. She was blissed out from her orgasm.

"Do you want me to do you too, my love?" she asked.

"Yes" said Daniel.

Laura got up, opened the dresser drawer, and pulled out a leather harness. She stepped into it, pulling it up around her like a belt, and buckled up the straps. There was a flat section in front of her, shaped like a heart. There was a small nub in the middle of the heart. She took the dildo, and twisted it onto the nub, locking it in place.

As she stood there, it looked like she had a penis, fully erect, pointing slightly upwards.

"Suck me" she ordered.

Daniel fell to his knees, and sucked her, with passion and enthusiasm. Laura pretended like it was filling her with pleasure to be sucked on like that. When she had enough of it, she had Daniel stand up, then lean over the bed.

"This won’t hurt too much" she said, as she guided the tip of dildo into Daniel. She gently pushed forward, until it was mostly in. Then she did her first thrust.

"Stroke yourself as I do this to you" she said, and Daniel was glad to comply. She felt so empowered, so in control, as she rode him, thrusting harder and harder, as he jerked himself off.

"This is what you did, when you dated boys, isn’t it?" she said.

"Yes!" he replied.

"This is what you really want, isn’t it?"

"Oh yes!" he said.

When he finally came, Laura gave one last deep thrust, then held herself there, clinging to him, the dildo as deep up inside him as possible.

"When we get home" she said, "we’re going to do this every night. We’ll start a collection of clothes for Heather in our bedroom. You’re going to spend as much time as possible from now on, as a woman. You’re going to be Heather more than you’ll be Daniel."

 

* * *

 

For the entire week on the island, that was the last time that Laura used the name Daniel. For all that time, she treated her husband as if he was her girlfriend. He had all but become Heather for her.

When they returned home, ‘Heather’ was quite excited to get a section of the walk-in closet for ‘her’ clothes. The house needed to be cleaned after a week of being closed up, so they worked together to dust, vacuum, and do the windows. Daniel proudly wore not just a bra, but his breast forms too, as he cleaned while wearing an old yellow sundress that Laura had put in the rag pile.

In fact, it was hard for him to go into work on Monday, dressed up as a man again. After a week of being a girl, it was difficult for him to accept having to wear a suit and tie. As a concession, Laura allowed him to wear his bra and panty set underneath, but he felt empty not having his breast forms in place.

It was Tuesday at work, when the next phase of Laura’s plan kicked in. Little did Daniel suspect, that she had sent someone to visit him. Someone who he would find irresistible. A handsome man, who had also fallen under Laura’s spell. Not that he needed much help; he already leaned that way. She would be just pointing him to the man of his dreams.

She had programmed him to fall in love with Daniel at first sight. And he would respond in kind. At the appointed time, the man showed up, and entered Daniel’s office. With the doors closed, it wouldn’t be long before nature took her course, and the two would start flirting, then kissing, and more.

Laura waited in her car, until she was sure the two would have hit it off. Then she marched into the office, and found Daniel’s secretary. The one that she had seen her husband kissing on the street. She hid her anger and rage. She was about to have her revenge.

"I must see my husband right away!" she said.

"He’s in a meeting, and can’t be disturbed" replied the secretary coolly.

"But its an emergency" said Laura. "Business can wait. Please, I need to see him now!"

The secretary let out an exasperated gasp, then got up. She walked into the office, and Laura smiled when she heard a shriek. The secretary rushed out, her face bright red.

"Your husband...." she stammered.

"So, he’s cheating on you too now?" said Laura coolly. "Get used to it. That’s how he is."

"But he’s with a man!" she replied, frantically.

"I guess you’re not woman enough to satisfy him. You drove him over to the other side!"

The secretary ran out of the office, trying to hold back her tears. The man she had been having an affair with wasn’t what he seemed. He was with another man! And she had been caught by his wife! She was so upset that she swore never to have another affair with a married man.

Laura turned and left. Her work for the day was done.

 

* * *

 

Of course, Daniel’s secretary quit, and he never saw her again. But that left a vacancy in his department. She needed to be replaced. So now was the time for Laura to complete her work. With Daniel in a hypnotic state, it didn’t take much for her to give him a new compulsion.

"You want to work as a woman" she said. "You can’t stand going into the office wearing a man’s suit. You need to be wearing a skirt-suit. You need to express your true self, your feminine self. Tomorrow, you will apply to become the department’s secretary, so you can begin your career as a working woman."

Yes, it would be a pay cut, but they didn’t need the income. They were well enough off as it was. Daniel’s job had just been the icing on the cake. He’d still work, but just not for as much.

"You will never be Daniel again. He is gone. Now you are only Heather. Daniel is a faint memory. You have become completely female on the inside. You are only capable of being Heather. And you are only capable of loving your wife. No more men. No other women. Only Laura matters to you, now that you have completely become Heather."

 

* * *

 

During the day Heather worked in the office as a secretary, wearing short skirts, driving the boys in the office wild (at least the ones who didn’t know that she used to be a man). After work, she’d go home, and change into her maid’s uniform, so she could cook, clean, and do the housework for Laura.

On the weekends, Heather and Laura were girlfriends, doing everything together. Heather was the perfect partner, thinking and acting like a woman at all times, deeply in love with only Laura. In bed, Heather only had one goal too: taking care of the woman who had been so kind to her, and had helped her become the woman she is today.

At Laura’s urging, Heather went on estrogen, and now has real boobs of her own. They are talking about letting Heather have more surgeries in the future, so she can become just like Laura. They are two women deeply in love, and happy together, forever.

 

The End

  

  

  

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