New Body Gallery 3
by: Paul G Jutras
"Hello, Flo." Alice Coop said on the video phone. He turned from the image of an older women to that of her husband sitting himself at the computer in a pink dress and sandals. "Jack is at it again and I don’t know what to do. I’m at my wits end."
"He was like this about fifteen years ago." Jack’s mother signed. "After catching him in his sisters clothes one to many times, I arranged for The Body Gallery nurse to replace his school nurse for the yearly check up. He then spent a month as a girl that included dates and even having a period. I was sure that would snap him out of his cross dressing habits."
"The problem is that I love him for who he is inside and love being the aggressive one in bed. I just don’t know how I can go on like this."
"Maybe Jack was just meant to be a lesbian after all." Flo sighed at the fate of her son. "Let me give you the current number of Body Gallery and I can transmit the medical date needed from my place. You shouldn’t have any trouble with the company."
"Okay." Alice said with a tear as she hung up and went to bed early. She set her special ear piece alarm clock so that she could wake up without bothering her husband with her plan. Slowly she slipped out from under the sheets and put a VR helmet. Her mind was immediately dialed into the internet.
"May I help you?" A feline morph woman said as she moved about in a mini dress and go-go boots.
"My mother-in-law called tonight about my cross dressing husband." Alice said in a squirrel guise wearing a white sailor top and blue skirt to allow freedom for her computer morph tail. "The body suit is for my husband."
"Oh yes." The receptionist said as a transparent computer screen appeared between them along with a transparent hovering keyboard. "Just put in the info that you want for your husband and we’ll take care of the rest."
"What does P or T mean?" Alice asked.
"It means you can either get a suit that’ll be a permanent or temporary." The receptionist said. "You can either be forever female or just sometimes."
"Permanent." Alice sighed as it was marked up.
"If you want to experience life from another ethnic culture you can. "You can be black, Japanese, Chinese, and so on."
"Thanks." Alice said as he looked the forms over. "His current culture will be adjustment enough."
"No problem." The cat said while Alice waited a few minutes.. "Let me just review the info sent already to the nurse and we’ll see about getting that suit right out to you. Here it is. Transfer will be momentary."
As Alice removed the VR helmet, a folded suit dropped out of a vacuum tube and landed on a pillow. Alice quickly unfolded it and took it to the bedroom where she knew Jack was a sound sleeper. While he slept, she slipped the suit over his feet, tucked his manhood into a special pocket that would force him to pee like a girl and moved the rest up over his head. The heat of his body would soon attached the suit forever to his former form.
"Jacquline does look lovely." Alice thought as she stared at the naked form. She then slipped a pair of pantyhose over the suits lower body and a semi- transparent teddy over the upper half. "Just wait until she wakes in the morning."
Jacquline woke up to the feeling of one nylon leg rubbing against the other. She sat up to feel the jiggle of her breasts loosely on her chest. Looking in shock, she saw her new face in the mirror her wife had held up before her. "What do you think?"
"You can’t do this to me!" Jacquline screamed. "How am I going to explain my co-workers?"
"You two weeks notice was already put into work and I got a secretary job waiting for you." Alice said with a smug look. "After all... Jack doesn’t exist and we’re not married any longer. "Of course if you love me, you can marry me and become Mrs. Curtis. My maiden name as you’ll recall."
Jacquline found that Jack’s mother had shipped a wardrobe of all female clothes over and place by Alice in the guest room. "You better keep your secretary job since until you decide to love me enough to be my wife, you’ll be paying me rent as landlord and tenet."
When Jacquline returned from work with sore feet, she kicked off her shoes and flopped on her single bed. She had to strain to set up when Alice walked in with a smile on her face.
"What now?" She asked.
"I arranged for you have a date with Bill from accounting." Alice smiled as she went through the closed at dug out a nice dress, new heels and a fresh pair of pantyhose to change into after relaxing bath. The water in the tub tingle both Jacquline’s nipples and cunt. Her tight pussy soon got its work out after a night of dinner and dancing. With her first orgasm, she was glad to be a woman.
"Alice, honey." She said sheepishly to her former wife. "I’m sorry for putting you through all the trouble that I did. "If you still want to marry me, the answer is yes."
With a smile, they both kissed and got their first lesson in lesbian love 101. After 2 weeks of getting ready, they were walking down the isle. A scene that has become almost common place since Body Gallery had stuck so many married men in their body suits.
"Do you Jacquline take Alice to be you wife till death do you part?" the preacher asked.
"I do."
"Do you Alice take Jacquline?"
"I do."
"I pronounced you two married."
After their first or 2nd honeymoon (depending on how you looked at their marriage), they were never a more happy couple. Or a couple more in love as they shared in both bringing home the bacon and the work around the house.
THE END
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