Lisa's Dream

by Susan Heywood

 

PART 4

Lisa was sure she could hear a very faint voice. Gradually it came closer until it was directly above her. There was also the sound of someone crying. Very slowly she opened her eyes. Harriet was bending over her, administering first aid whilst Jenny was sitting with her head in her hands, sobbing and repeating over and over, "My dearest darling Lisa, I've hurt you so much, I'm so sorry!"

Eventually Lisa whispered shakily "Wh....where am I? Wh....what happened?"

Harriet motioned her to be still and quietly said, "You fainted. It seems that our little family secret was too much for you. Just lay there while I fetch you a blanket." Ignoring Jenny, who was still sobbing uncontrollably Harriet left the room.

Gathering her thoughts, Lisa eventually started to recall the events leading up to her fainting. Finally, she looked at Jenny and said, "Darling Jenny, don't be so hard on yourself. You are still the same person that I have been in love with since the day I arrived and your revelations haven't changed my mind in any way. I do, however, need to know more about you. So far all I know is the beautiful woman that I see before me: I still cannot understand how you can in any way be male although this may solve the mystery of why I love you as I do."

A few moments later Harriet returned and helped Lisa to a sitting position. She put the blanket around Lisa's shoulders because she was still visibly shivering, although it was probably less from the effects of cold than from the shock of hearing about the Armitage 'skeleton-in-the-cupboard'.

Eventually, though, she sent Jenny off to dress and prepare some food. (Her easy command of the situation had not deserted her and she considered that, if Jenny stayed, she would bring them all down with the miseries). It was quite late in the morning and none had eaten since last night. Whether or not they had an appetite was another matter entirely but at least it kept Jenny occupied for a while.

When they were alone Harriet sat down alongside Lisa, took her hand and said, "It must be all of fifteen years since I have seen Jennifer in anything remotely resembling male clothes and I have almost forgotten what 'he' used to look like. She has been dressing as a girl, as often as possible, since she was about eight years old and played with nothing but dolls, nurse's outfits, toy kitchens, and so on. She had Sindy, Barbie, you name it, all the girlie toys. I used to have to pretend they were for me. Whenever Christmas or birthdays arrived, Jennifer and I would retire upstairs, giggle a lot, swap presents, often swap clothes and have a great time. Being two years older and female made me about the same size as Jennifer during our childhood although I am now a few inches taller.

"Anyway, back to Jennifer. It didn't bother me in the slightest that she preferred girls' clothes as I preferred boys' clothes anyway. What I found difficult to understand is that, although she adores dressing and living as a woman, with a woman's hobbies and so on, she would never have anything to do with boys and has always been on the lookout for some sympathetic female who could be a 'wife' to her. I suppose that, in view of her having suffered 'the childhood from hell', I shouldn't find that so surprising!"

"Finally, though, Jennifer has at last found her special 'someone' in you but feels that you would no longer want her when faced with the truth about her real gender. Jennifer told me that, when she saw you in that white dress on your very first night with us, that was when she fell head over heels in love with you! Even though she knows that you were born a male she cannot think of you now as anything other than female and is absolutely mad about you."

Lisa was speechless. All these months of anxiety over her feelings for Jenny and now what a thrill to hear that Jenny felt the same way about her after all!

BUT WAIT A MINUTE! How on earth was she to be a 'wife' to Jenny? Both had been born male and no amount of breast enhancement, fine clothing and makeup could change that inescapable fact. Her bright new world seemed to become tarnished before her very eyes and she looked downcast at this latest obstacle to her happiness.

In Harriet's eyes, however, she saw a deep and genuine sisterly love and felt sure that, if there was a way of resolving this dilemma, then Harriet Armitage would be the person to achieve it.

Lisa said, "Please, ma'am", (She could not yet bring herself to say Harriet despite having been asked on several occasions that morning to do so), "I want you to know that I do love you both very much and will always want to work for you and do my best to please you. You have been so very kind to me and have treated me as one of the family and I will always be grateful for that kindness.

"I am puzzled, though: I just cannot believe that Jenny is in any way male, it just doesn't seem possible. Anyway, if she is male, how can she want me for a partner, as I am also male? And what would happen to us if we were to 'get together'? How could we continue to live and work here with you?"

"My dear Lisa," said Harriet gently, "You have brought joy and light to the lives of both my sister and I, the like of which we had only ever dreamed. Let me explain to you a few more details that, I hope, will answer your questions without raising new ones.

"Jennifer is indeed male and has a full set of functioning male organs to prove it. She also has breasts (thanks to silicone implants), lovely skin and a gorgeous figure, which owes itself mainly to tight lacing from as early an age as she could get away with. As I have said, she has been hoping for a companion who would be an equal partner in a very unusual relationship. Also, Jennifer simply loves all housework and would wish to continue this aspect of life as a woman whether or not she were to have a partner. Again, as I have said, she is very much in love with you and would be overjoyed if you were to be her 'chosen companion'. You know, don't you, what the medication that you have been taking these past months is doing to your body?"

"Well…….", started Lisa, hesitantly. She had meant to have a talk with Jenny about the effects of the medication but had not yet plucked up the courage to do so. Still, she did have a fair idea.

"You are being chemically castrated. Your genitals have shrunk to a small insignificant appendage and no longer give you any 'feelings', do they?"

Lisa replied, "That's right, and I have noticed that my body has changed shape and my skin has become softer. Also my clothes fit much better."

"This chemical castration", explained Harriet,"Can be partly and, sometimes completely, reversed, simply by stopping the medication. If, however, you wish to continue and go the whole way it involves an operation to take away your male organs and change them into a set of female-looking ones. The operation is complicated and expensive and you would have to go for assessment. You, however, will have no trouble convincing the consultant psychiatrists and surgeon of your suitability as a candidate for the operation. And Jennifer and I will be with you every step of the way to love and support you."

At this Lisa's face fell. Her memory flashed back to her childhood and the newspaper headlines relating to someone who had just such an operation. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes and hardly took in what Harriet was saying. She could see one huge obstacle and said with frustration, "But the operation is so expensive, I couldn't possibly afford it!"

"Sssh, my pet," said Harriet, gently, "I'm going to let you into another little secret. You'd better sit down as what I am about to tell you could cause a repeat performance of this morning's 'Nine O'clock Show'". Harriet gave a little laugh, hoping that the humorous reference to Lisa's earlier fainting spell would lighten her mood a little. It didn't work but Lisa did sit down.

Harriet continued. "Over the past months you have worked very hard, you do not have extravagant tastes and have spent very little on your occasional outings with Jennifer. Had you been any other employee I'd have had to pay you a salary, which would have also involved me in overheads such as National Insurance and Income Tax.

"I don't, therefore, pay you a salary. In fact, the document that you signed when you joined us is not a contract of employment at all. It is a statement on your part that you are merely a guest in this house and, as such, will expect no remuneration whatsoever, apart from your board and lodging. You should really have read that document, my dear, it might have opened your eyes a little."

Lisa gasped. What WAS going on?

Harriet continued. "Anyway, enough of this prattling. What I'm trying to tell you is that, although you are not receiving a regular income from your work, a sum of money in lieu of a year's gross salary is in a high yield account, in your name, with the Central Building Society. The balance today stands at, give or take a few pence, twenty thousand pounds, enough to complete all the treatment you'll need, when you need it. So! What do you think of that, Miss Lisa Pemberton?"

Lisa was staggered! Twenty thousand pounds! Not only could she have the operation that she had all her life desired but also it would be fully paid for! Gradually a smile started to spread across her face and then, suddenly, she leapt at Harriet. Losing all inhibition and forgetting her previous reticence when dealing with her mistress, Lisa flung her arms around Harriet's neck and started kissing her. In between kisses she shouted, "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you! I can hardly believe it, I'm going to be a woman, I'm going to be a woman! Oh, how wond........."

The joyous chanting tailed off as she suddenly caught sight of Jenny, standing by the front door and wearing a pale green skirt suit over a white satin blouse. Over her right arm was a long black fur-trimmed coat; in her right hand were black gloves and a handbag and in her left she held a suitcase!

"Wh......where are you going", asked Lisa, in a very small voice.

"Now that you are to have your anatomy sorted out you won't need me so I'm leaving", Jenny tearfully said as she turned to go.

"No! No!" Lisa wailed as she quickly unwound herself from Harriet's neck and ran towards the door. "How can you leave me now, don't you love me anymore?"

"Its better this way", Jenny said slowly, "You'll soon forget me when you have found a real man to love, someone who will treat you as you have always wanted".

At this, Lisa realised that her whole world was about to collapse around her: she ran and squeezed past Jenny, then stood between her and the front door. Drawing herself up, she looked Jenny in the eyes and said, "All right, tell me that you don't love me and I will let you go. I just cannot believe that you would walk out on me unless you no longer love me".

Still crying, Jenny said, "I am right, you know. You would very quickly find me an embarrassment and a liability, someone who would hold you back. You are very beautiful and deserve more than I could ever give you".

"Tell me that you don't love me!" said Lisa, this time more firmly.

"I am right and I....I....", Jenny said, breaking down in a torrent of tears.

"No, my darling Jenny!" said Lisa, "I know what and whom I want and it is you, and has been you since my first day here. Remember when you kissed me? I had no idea what to do because I had never been kissed, really kissed by anyone before! But you held me, and I knew then that I would never want to let you go! But, if you can honestly tell me that you don't love me then you may leave." Lisa then held out her arms to Jenny and, with a huge effort of will, smiled at her.

Then, as on a number of previous occasions, Jenny's resolve crumbled. She dropped the coat, gloves, handbag and suitcase and moved towards Lisa who, trembling grabbed her and hugged her so tightly that she was in fear of bodily injury.

Both girls were crying but, very soon, their lips met and silence (accompanied by a slightly audible, sensual moaning) took over.

After a few minutes there was a polite cough and the girls found Harriet standing in the drawing room doorway.

"I'm sorry to interrupt this little battle," she said, "but I'm famished. Is there the slightest danger of something to eat around here?"

Jenny was the first to recover, her training and sense of duty bringing her round. "Yes, ma'am", she sniffed but it sounded more like 'I suppose so, if you must!' Reluctantly she let go of Lisa who stood breathless after such a kissing!

As Jenny took off her jacket and turned towards the kitchen, Harriet remarked to Lisa, "Phew! That was close! You'd better do something to ensure that Jennifer doesn't have second thoughts about going. I don't think that I could cope with a repeat of that little episode!"

And Lisa did precisely as her mistress advised her!

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A short time later, Jenny, by now wearing an apron over her top and skirt, finished preparing dinner and popped it into the oven to slow cook. Then she cut sandwiches and brewed more coffee. She carried the lunch into the drawing room and set it down on a little table. Then she looked around her.

"Where's Lisa?"

"Gone upstairs for a few minutes", said Harriet, and an argument soon ensued about who's fault the morning's revelations had been. They were in such animated conversation that they didn't notice Lisa's return. Then they both heard a little sound and, as they turned towards the door, their collective eyes nearly popped out of their collective sockets.

Lisa had indeed returned and what a sight she made! Her dress was a stunning hyacinth blue. With a flattering lace-trimmed scoop neckline and short sleeves, it had an all-over floral pattern in a slightly lighter shade of the same colour and a mid-calf length crinkle pleat skirt that swirled sensuously as she walked. Her legs were encased in sheer barely-white silk stockings and on her feet were white ankle strap shoes with the highest heels that she could find. Her shoulder length curly auburn hair shone and her luscious glossy full lips held a little smile, which was aimed straight at Jenny's heart. She looked a knockout and the other two were completely lost for words.

Lisa was first to break the silence.

Her eyes flirted with Jenny's as she boldly said, "Well! Now I've got your attention would you please pour me some coffee?"

Jenny did so, although her hand was shaking so much that there was little chance of all the coffee going into the cup. Very slowly, Lisa went over, sat on Jenny's lap and proceeded to shower her with kisses! Turning to Harriet, she winked and said, "Would you please excuse us for a while, Jennifer and I have some unfinished er......um......... 'conversation' to attend to".

Harriet understood at once and said, "I can take a hint. I'll be in the study. I should think that I can find enough work to keep me busy for at least a couple of hours". With that she picked up her lunch, stuck her nose in the air, sniffed haughtily and walked out!

"What was all that about?" enquired Jenny.

"It's simple", said Lisa with a smile, "You and I have a decision to make but, before we do, there's something I need to tell you. Unzip me, please." Still shaking slightly, Jenny did so and the blue dress slid to the floor revealing a little white satin slip which showed off Lisa's developing breasts.

"Now, stand up!"

"What?"

"Stand up!"

Shocked by Lisa's tone of voice and puzzled as to what she had in mind, Jenny stood and turned to face her. Lisa moved from sitting on the edge of the chair and slowly knelt down in front of Jenny. Then, deftly putting her hands behind Jenny's waist, she unfastened the green skirt and let it fall.

Lisa gently lifted the pretty black lace petticoat and saw matching thong and a basque, the suspenders of which were clipped to the tops of barely-black stockings. Then, pulling down the thong, she found that everything which Harriet had described that morning was completely true.

Jenny started to breathe a little more quickly and wondered what Lisa had in mind, although she had previously harboured what she thought was a very faint hope indeed! For what seemed like minutes but was, in fact, only seconds, Lisa sat motionless. Gazing down with love at Lisa, who appeared mesmerised by the sight that met her eyes, Jenny made no sound in case even the slightest should break the spell.

Lisa's mouth formed an 'O' as she saw, for the first time, the sign of her lover's true sex. Moaning slightly, Lisa made love to Jenny in the only way she could and her actions sent delicious tingles shooting through her beloved from head to toe.

White-hot fire seemed to course through Jenny as Lisa became more confident: her whole body was at a pitch of heightened tingling sensitivity and she knew that she had at last found her true love. Then, as though someone had suddenly turned on a switch and flooded her mind with light, she knew that she must have Jenny. One day she would be truly fulfilled as a woman but for now she knew what she must do and sent Jenny wild with her attentions.

Jenny was overwhelmed with love for Lisa, who had so committed herself, and she moaned over and over, "I love you, my darling Lisa, I love you, I love you. Oh yes! I long for the day when I can truly possess you. Oh yes, that's fantastic! Oh, yes, yes, yes, YES!"

Suddenly it was over and Lisa rested her head against Jenny's corseted tummy, closed her eyes and let out a slow sigh of contentment.

There they remained for several minutes, locked in embrace, one standing and one kneeling, lost in the afterglow and a deep love for one another.

Lisa eventually pulled Jenny down on top of her and, snuggling gratefully into the warmth of each other's arms, they gently kissed breasts, lips, cheeks, throats, necks, hair, in fact anything that they could reach without letting go of each other. Eventually, though, they both ran out of energy and just lay in utter contentment.

Later Jenny was heard to ask, "Dearest darling, did you have something to tell me?"

Lisa giggled and simply asked, "Did you not receive my message?" to which Jenny sighed contentedly and said, "Yes, my love, I did".

Some time later Harriet packed up her papers and tiptoed back from the office. She put her head round the door of the drawing room and was not entirely surprised by the sight that met her eyes.

Jenny, wearing nothing but her basque, stockings and a very self-satisfied smile, was fast asleep on one of the sofas. Also asleep, and matching Jenny breath for breath, lay Lisa. She was almost (!) wearing her white satin petticoat and was enfolded in Jenny's arms with her cheek resting upon Jenny's left breast. Harriet gently lowered herself into a vacant chair and sat gazing lovingly at her two 'girls'. At last they were really together, united in a plan so bizarre that only someone who loved them both so very, very much could possibly have conceived it.

Some days later the weather, in true British fashion, had completely changed and the morning dawned bright and clear, with a promise of sunshine later on.

Harriet and Lisa were at work in the office. Lisa wore the dress that she had bought on the shopping expedition with Jenny a while back. Around her shoulders, against a slight chill in the air, was draped a white lacy cardigan.

She had completed the typing and was updating the day's outstanding ledger work when there was an interruption.

"Lisa," called an excited Jenny, "The second post has arrived and there's a letter for you!"

Lisa couldn't imagine why she should receive personal mail but then read the return address on the envelope and her legs turned to jelly.

"Please open it for me Harriet", she said with trembling hands, "Is it about my appointment?"

Harriet slit open the envelope and pulled out the enclosed card. "Miss Lisa Pemberton", she slowly, and playfully, read the address, "The Oaks, The Crescent, B...."

"Oh, don't tease me!" Lisa cried, "What does it say?"

"You have an appointment on 21^st April to see Doctor White at the New Street Clinic."

"Does it say anything else?"

"No, there are just the appointment details."

"Oh!"

"What else did you expect, an invitation to lunch?"

"No, it's just ............"

Sensing her anxiety Harriet made haste to try and reassure her. "It's only a few weeks away, the time will simply fly."

"Yes, I know, but I'm just worried, that's all. Will I be acceptable, do you think?" Anxiety was gnawing at Lisa as she wrestled with the implications of seeing the specialists.

It was fine while the three of them made plans for after she'd had the operation. It was a different story, however, now that the first interview was only a matter of days away. Lisa's new found confidence, so much in evidence during the past couple of weeks, seemed to ebb from her and even the reassurances of the others could not penetrate her mind.

Later that day, however, when Harriet had gone out and Lisa was sitting at her desk, Jenny came in and stood in front of her. She had changed out of her housedress and was now wearing a lovely red short sleeved mini-dress with a pattern of little white flowers and her 4-inch heeled white sandals brought her waist level with Lisa's head. Lisa in her turn couldn't take her eyes off those gorgeous legs in their tan stockings. Their owner was looking at her in a peculiar way and was breathing faster than usual.

"Do you fancy a bit of sexual harassment at work?" Jenny asked, raising her skirt and mini-slip in a way that could not be misunderstood.

"Oh dear, I'm all alone and defenceless: how can I possibly resist?" cried an excited Lisa and immediately they were completely engrossed. After a while Jenny pulled Lisa to her feet and they staggered out to the drawing room to continue their amorous adventure in comfort.

After a while, when both were once again engaged in lazily licking and sucking any part of each other's anatomy that happened to stray within reach of their tongues and mouths, Jenny said, "We can't go on like this, you know."

Lisa's blood ran cold and the thought crossed her mind, 'Oh, No! Now What? Surely Jenny hasn't changed her mind again!' She gasped and turned sharply to face Jenny, who was smiling at her and enjoying the look on her face.

"We can't go on like this, I mean, you going to your room at night and me to mine, it's quite impractical. I think that you should move all your things in with me as soon as possible."

"I do wish you wouldn't shock me so, Jennifer Armitage! I shall be grey, soon, not auburn at this rate. Anyway I would love to but what will Harriet say?" Lisa heaved a sigh of relief that Jenny had no other plan in mind. She was excited by the prospect of sharing with Jenny but did not want to spoil the domestic arrangements and lose the goodwill of her mistress. (That caused her to smile: she had hardly ever thought of Harriet as her mistress over the past few days).

"I suggested it and she said something like, "What kept you?" and so I think we don't need to worry on that score." said Jenny. "We'll move your things tomorrow afternoon. I think, though, that you'd better sleep with me tonight – just in case you feel in need of a good fondle during the night and lose your way in the dark."

At this they both dissolved into fits of the giggles, rapidly followed by more kissing and lovemaking.

Lisa was very excited by the prospect of actually sleeping with Jenny. She was so nervous, however, that she needed help with dressing for the evening. Mind you, Jenny normally found an excuse to helpnow. It was amazing; she just couldn't get enough of Lisa. As was now their custom they prepared dinner then, leaving it to cook, went upstairs to change.

On entering the drawing room Lisa looked in complete astonishment at Harriet, who was already seated. She was wearing a white linen trouser suit with a red silk shirt. She had on her usual chunky Rolex and neck chain.

"Come in, girls," she said. "I thought I'd dress up a bit for a change as it's something of an occasion. And over there on the table you will find some glasses and champagne. Jennifer, I'd be obliged if you would pour a toast."

"A toast? To what?" asked Lisa. Jenny walked to the table, smiled a little knowing smile and, uncorking the bubbly, poured it into the waiting glasses, then sat beside Lisa.

"Why, to my new sister-in-law, of course" said Harriet.

To Lisa the next few moments went by as in a dream and she was utterly speechless. Seeing her look of confusion, Harriet took pity on her.

"Now that you two appear to be almost glued together I suggested that Jennifer should do the decent thing and make an honest woman of you." So saying she fished in a pocket of her jacket and pulled out a small velvet box, which she handed to Jenny.

Shaking slightly, Jenny opened the box and Lisa gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. Very carefully Jenny removed the contents and took Lisa's left hand in hers. Then, smiling, she slid the beautiful diamond engagement ring onto Lisa's finger.

Lisa was struck dumb! What was this all about?

Without letting go of the bejewelled hand, Jenny knelt beside her and spoke.

"My dearest, darling Lisa! To think that only a few short months ago you joined us in this household. And now you and I are lovers! My beautiful love, I have searched and searched for someone with whom I could spend the rest of my life and now I know that I have found my destiny in you. I know that ours is a strange relationship by other people's standards but I don't care about that. I love you so much that I ache when I am apart from you. I want you to be with me always and therefore I am asking you now: will you be my wife?"

Lisa was choked with tears and could not speak. She fumbled for a tissue and dabbed at her eyes. Then Jenny took her in her arms and started kissing her face, neck and hair.

Lisa could take no more and broke away. "Why are you tormenting me like this?" she sobbed. "Are you forgetting that I was, like you, born male? You know that we cannot marry!"

"That is not strictly true," put in Harriet gently. "There are a number of places in the world where couples such as you can legally marry. It will take a little planning but, after your operation Lisa, there is no reason why you should not become Jennifer's wife, both physically and in law."

"So, let us begin again. A toast!" So saying she stood up, collected two glasses from the table and handed them to Jenny and Lisa. Then, taking her own glass, she raised it.

"To Lisa, my sister-in-law!"

Lisa's face took on an expression of wonderment as she contemplated the prospect of life as Jenny's wife. Then, smiling through tears, which were now tears of joy, she raised her glass. Jenny joined them and, with shouts of "To Lisa!" and "To us!" they drained their champagne.

Later, in bed, Lisa nuzzled Jenny's neck and again marvelled at the events of the past few months. From a shy male accounts clerk, she had become female personal assistant to an accountant and the lover of, and engaged to marry, the accountant's sister, who used to be her brother! She started giggling again. Jenny just happened at that moment to have her left arm around Lisa's upper body and was fondling her left breast. Her other hand, tucked inside Lisa's satin night-dress, was engaged in a similar activity with the right one. She kissed the top of Lisa's head and whispered, "Is something amusing you, my dearest?"

Lisa looked up at her lover and smiled. "I was just thinking, my love: if we set out to write a book of our story, would anyone ever believe it?"

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Lisa woke. Very slowly she awoke and glanced around the private room in which she had been recovering from her operation. The surgery itself had been just yesterday but pain management was so good that she felt no hurt or anxiety. After a few weeks, when the numbness, bruising and swelling subsided a little, things might be different but, for now, she felt wonderful.

Like the pain of childbirth, however, that pain and discomfort would go away and she would be left with, to all intents and purposes, a full set of 'working parts'. Now, as in childbirth, the new Lisa was born. A silly thought crossed her mind, one that told her she was slowly but surely on the way to recovery.

"These cotton sheets are so rough, not like the satin ones at home."

HOME. Thoughts of home flashed through her mind, thoughts of darling Jenny and of Harriet, dear Harriet who had made all this possible. Not just her new clitoris and vagina, which had already begun their healing process, but the operation which gave her breasts to rival even Jenny's!

After breakfast (a boring liquid diet that would drive her to distraction over the next five days) Lisa's nurse brought two visitors in to see her. Jenny and Harriet walked in and their faces lit up when they saw Lisa. Lisa held out her arms firstly to Harriet. She gave her a hug and a kiss. "Hello, sister," Harriet greeted her and smiled as she pulled a bouquet of flowers from behind her back.

Lisa was overjoyed. "They're beautiful! It's the first time that anyone has ever given me flowers!" She took in the glorious colours and the heady fragrance, and then handed them to the nurse who went to put them in water.

Then Harriet stepped back, leaving Lisa and Jenny gazing at each other. Jenny moved towards the bed and, very gently taking Lisa's face in her hands, kissed her fully and passionately. The nurse didn't bat an eyelid as she returned with the vase of flowers. She had seen it all before and was just so happy that Lisa had obviously found such a beautiful woman to love her and to look after her.

Jenny was overwhelmed with love for her Lisa, who had undergone so much in order to be as complete a woman as was possible for modern surgery to fashion. Jenny sat on the edge of the bed and, gazing helplessly into Lisa's obviously tired face, kept repeating, "My beautiful, darling Lisa, Oh, I love you so very, very much!"

Lisa's recovery took several months; with home convalescence and a return visit to the clinic, not to mention the constant need for dilating the new vagina. This was tiring, time-consuming and not quite so comfortable or pleasant: the only consolation was that, in time, she wouldn't always have to use the dilator: Jenny was just waiting to deal with that need in her own way!

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Dawn on the island was something to behold. The soft glow of early light was soon replaced by long rays of sun tentatively fingering their way between the hills of the neighbouring islands. Then the sky took on the colour of a sapphire as the full sun started to rise.

Lisa and Jenny, both in satin wraps, sat on the balcony of their hotel suite and watched the sun playing with the vast mirror that was the sea. Sipping Bucks Fizz and eating their pre-celebration breakfast they delighted in the knowledge that, by six o'clock that afternoon, they would be well and truly married. Later they were joined by Harriet who was their very special wedding guest and who would give the bride away. Witnessing the exchange of vows was the task willingly undertaken by the hotel manager and his wife, both of whom were quite accustomed to the unusual marriage arrangements for which the island was famous.

The happy couple had a few hours to prepare for the wedding ceremony itself and so they lazily shared a bath, in which they intimately prepared each other for the event that would unite them legally as one flesh. Today was also to be special in another way; very, very special indeed.

After breakfast Harriet had taken herself off to bathe, dress and then go to check that all the arrangements were just perfect. She then returned to act as attendant to the two girls as they made ready for their great day.

The wedding party made their way to the beach. The driver of the limousine was thinking how wonderful it was that he should be asked to drive these two beautiful ladies to their double wedding. He didn't realise that, in fact, he had both bride and groom in the car with him!

Under a snow-white lace-edged canopy, not unlike a large, square tent without the sides, the small party gathered to join Jenny and Lisa in marriage. Both girls were wearing identical off-the-shoulder dresses in ivory embossed satin. These were tight-waisted, with yards of lace trimming the long billowing skirts. A long train, ending in a large bow at the waist, completed each dress.

Both wore short white gloves. White tiaras, trimmed with the delicate little white and yellow flowers which grew in such profusion all over the island, adorned their hair. Shoes were 3 inch heeled white satin courts. The girls carried posies of local flowers and Harriet, who stood ready at the beach with the official party, caught her breath when she saw the girls walking towards her. She swore that she had never seen either girl look as radiantly beautiful as she did on this her wedding day.

The ceremony involved quite a bit of legal formality, both in the matter of attesting to, and witnessing of, the relevant certificates. Birth certificates, declarations, confirmation of surgery, these and others had to be carefully inspected and recorded in painstakingly slow local script.

Finally the registrar of the island stood and, in excellent English, formally intoned, "Ladies and gentleman, I have here all the necessary papers pertaining to these two persons who have presented themselves to be married on our beautiful island. I have conducted the ceremony in strict accordance with the appointed procedure and now state that Jennifer Marie Armitage and Lisa Janice Pemberton are hereby joined in marriage in accordance with the laws of our land."

Both girls gasped and, flinging their arms around each other, hugged and kissed, and then they both turned and held out their arms to Harriet, who had made it all possible. She came in for her fair share of kissing and hugging as well, before the champagne was opened and the beach party began in earnest!

Later, when all the public celebrations had taken place, Jenny and Lisa were at last alone in their suite. In their beautiful dresses they had waited patiently all day during the seemingly endless formality and the subsequent party.

Eventually, however, they turned to one another and, standing breast to breast, reached behind and undid each other's long back zip. As one, the dresses slid to the floor, followed quickly by the full slips. Both girls were now starting to breathe faster in eager anticipation of the delights to come. Still in their basques, stockings, knickers and heels, they tenderly kissed and fondled every inch of available skin on each other's bodies. Then Jenny led Lisa towards the big four-poster bed where they both removed the rest of each other's clothes. They both looked hungrily into each other's eyes, seeing there a passion that would be satisfied only by the act of love-making.

Moaning, "Oh my beautiful Lisa!" Jenny gently laid her lover onto the bed, where she made ready for Jenny's advance. Jenny settled herself to the task of pleasuring her partner. For Lisa this was the culmination of years of frustration and the fulfilment of her destiny.

Finally those two beautiful bodies, so in tune since the day they first met, came together in a glorious climax that sent wave upon wave of delicious electricity through them both. Final gasps from both girls signalled the end of the beginning of a lifetime of loving, Lisa put her arms around Jenny and, gripping her tightly with both arms and legs, refused to let her go until they had gone through another bout of kissing, in between which she moaned, "Oh! Thank you, my dearest love! Thank you for loving me! Oh I love you so much!"

Eventually, after a couple of hours of intense sexual activity and, having explored each other's bodies as though it had been the first time that they had met, they drifted off into a deep, satisfying sleep. As befitted the 'husband' Jenny's arms held Lisa in protective embrace and both girls wore the smile of a woman to whom life in all its fullness had finally been granted.

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