For Friends and Family. Andy is looking for a new challenge, his current girlfriends sister has suffered a nervous break down, Andy is very similar in both size and looks, agrees to be changed into a Nichola look alike.
This is a dream for Andy who has a secret desire to live and work as a woman.

When Jon and Charles left my Family gathered around to wish me well. Barbara apologised to me for telling Charles. As for me? While I did feel numb it was also a great relief for my secret to be out in the open and now I had made the decision I was at peace.

There was a knock at the door and two orderlies wheeled in a second bed and a set of screens to give privacy when the doctors wanted it. I giggled telling Brett, “At last I will be sleeping with you – separate beds but close to you”.
He smiled gently and answered, “For the rest of our lives”.

When Jon said the team were ready he was not kidding – money really does talk!

Next came a gaggle of doctors (what is the collective noun for a lot of doctors?) they came to check me out test my bloods and generally make sure that I was fit for the operation. Everyone had left except for dad and Brett of course as I was poked and prodded. Needles stuck in me and blood taken then I was declared fit to undergo my SRS.

I was told that they would complete my SRS then at a later date I would be operated on again to give me a perfect vagina!!!
They gave it a fancy name Labio something or other which I promptly forgot! However this fascinated me I would have to find out what this was all about. (Handy having a surgeon as a dad) but apparently a lot of celebrities get this done!

For the last time I removed my prosthetic vagina soon I would have my own. The more I though about it the more excited I became.
Eventually we were left alone our beds side by side but I wanted to be cuddled by my man.
“Move across your bed a bit” I ordered him then I managed to lay down next to him and snuggled into him! I let out a sigh on absolute contentment I had waited so very long for this.

I looked up at him and asked, “Can you believe today? So much has happened”
He shook his head gently kissing my hair answering, “That last bit was a complete curved ball! I never expected that in a million years”.
I snuggled deeper into his arms and mumbled, “I nearly died when they came right out about my operation! I thought I was going to be sacked!”

He sighed, “Nichola, you can be so stupid at times”, indignantly I retorted “how” with an another exaggerated sigh he continued, “He had just given us free reign on his country estate for as long as we need it that wasn’t the actions of someone who was going to sack you – was it?”
Reluctantly I had to concede that once again he was right. Then I giggled, “What’s the matter with you” he asked.
“I’ve never heard Charles being called Chuck before” he squeezed me close into him and told me, “Those two go back a long way they joined forces soon after the company was set up. Anyhow I suppose it’s ok to call your Brother-in-law Chuck”.
“You mean” I started to say when he beat me to it, “Yep Barbara is Jon’s sister”

We were silent for a while each lost in our own thoughts, I was in heaven lying next to Brett he whispered, “If I was strong enough I’d make love to you” I looked at him wistfully and answered, “If you were strong enough - I’d let you”
Then we kissed and I mean really kissed his tongue played with mine I never wanted it to end. But then a tap on the door ended it all too soon.
I scrambled to get up but it was one of the nurses! Smiling she told me; “Honey, you just stay where you are I reckon you’ve waited long enough to hold your man”.
I smiled in thanks then we watched while she checked that my bed was ready for me and everything that would be needed was there. She also hung a ‘No Food’ sign over my bed telling me; “You’re in surgery early tomorrow so nothing for you girl.”
As she left she threw one further comment at us, “Listen up you guys! No funny business tonight. One! He’s not fit enough just yet – and two! You girl will need all your strength for tomorrow!”
Like two naughty children we blushed and nodded.

I cuddled up to him until his evening meal arrived all I could have was water my tummy grumbled when I smelt his meal so I went for a walk while he ate.
I returned in an hour and resumed my place next to him on the bed I broached the subject of a double wedding and he was really receptive to the idea both our families arrived and we sat talking for about 3 hours.
Amy was over the moon about the double wedding and phoned Guy to tell him then Carl and Kylie arrived,
I knew the hospital was quite relaxed about visiting but with eleven people in the room I think we were taking advantage.
When we started talking about the double wedding Kylie said as a joke, “Fancy making it a triple one?” Amy Brett and I looked at each other Brett gave a slight nod of his head – this was all Amy needed she gave a whoop and pounced on Kylie saying, “This’ll be the best’est wedding yet! It’ll be great all of us getting married at the same time!” (My dear sister’s grasp of the English language falters when she gets excited!)

Dad groaned Carl noticing this said, “We’ll have to come to some financial arrangement Mr MacKinnon or else your daughters will bankrupt you” Amy said to mum, “We’re going to need some size venue for 3 weddings!”
Brett’s father spoke saying, “William, I am not letting you bear the brunt of these weddings we’ll all get together and come to some arrangement – and no argument William!” this was echoed by Carl so dad had no option but to give in gracefully and I would imagine he was quite relieved.

Brett then made a sensible suggestion saying, “As we’ll all be together later in the summer why don’t we reach some agreement then?” His dad grunted, “Good idea boy if that’s ok by you two?”
My dad and Carl nodded, though Carl and Kylie were not strictly staying with us I was certain that they would visit especially as Guy would be there with Amy.

Finally they all left and I resumed my place next to Brett as we watched some TV. I must have fallen asleep next to him as when I awoke with a start it was the middle of the night. I’d slept through Brett getting his medication bless the nurse she left me where I slept – I love these American nurses!

I slid out of bed and undressed slipping on a simple nightdress I snuggled into my own bed and slept until the nurse woke me with some water and my pre-med today was the day I was going to become a woman!

I kissed Brett passionately and anxiously asked him, “You’ll still love me when I’m a woman?” For I was very worried about him not loving me anymore when my boy bits were gone! He held me close, stroking my hair and kissing me; “Nichola Mackinnon, I’ll always love you no matter what”.
I grinned up at him saying, “Var will make sure you keep your oath and punish you if you break it!”

He laughed at this, giving me a final long kiss he told me “Var will have nothing to do I’ll keep my oath – my Valkyrie.” With his word of reassurance I went back to my bed put on the hospital gown and settled in slowly getting drowsy.

(Note Var is the keeper of oaths between men and women and punishes those that break their oaths – Nichola’s love of Norse mythology is coming out again).

Finally it was time as I was wheeled away I looked fearfully at Brett he smiled and told me, “Good luck sweetheart – I love you”
I remember going to sleep when I woke up I was back in our room feeling very groggy with some pain but not serious.
There were lines in and out of me, but the main thing I noticed was the amount of bandages around my groin area, I was totally packed, I couldn’t move my legs easily because of all the packing and bandaging.

I moaned and Brett heard and must have pressed the call as a nurse arrived and asked me how I was and how the pain was. I vaguely remember saying that the packing was uncomfortable – very!
But the pain while it wasn’t horrendous it was painful, so she adjusted something on the drip and slowly the pain receded, then the surgeon arrived.

“Did it work? Is everything ok?” I asked; he smiled and checked me out the nurse told him she had adjusted the pain relief then he said, “Yes Miss Mackinnon everything went perfectly. If I say so myself the results are startling”

I moaned to him about the bandaging he replied, “Ah yes! Well you are going to have to get used to that for a while until you start healing. Once I’m happy with your healing I’ll reduce them. However you will be getting them changed regularly so I’m afraid you’re going to get used to that too. Now get some rest, you’ll feel better tomorrow – and remember today’s the first day of your new life”.

With that I slept, when I awoke Brett was sat in a wheel chair next to my bed! I scolded him saying “You shouldn’t be out of bed, what do you think you’re doing”
He looked at me and replied, “Shut up Nichola Mackinnon I’m going to look after you now - and the doctor’s given me the OK to use this chair”.

“I must look a mess” I said fretting about my appearance he grinned broadly and answered; “Yep you look a mess! But you’re MY mess and I love you”.
“Oh thank you! You really know how to make a girl feel good” I joked at him then I said with real feeling, “I love you too, please kiss me”

It felt so good to feel his lips on mine however we were disturbed by two nurses pushing a trolley entering the room.
They were to change my dressing and clean the area. The portable screens were pulled around and they started un-stuffing me.
Well that’s how it felt to me the doctor arrived just as they had finished unpacking me inspected the wounds and told me that things looked good then the nurses started repacking me!

After they had finished they made me comfortable?? I use that term in a relative manner! I swapped the hospital gown for a pretty camisole top and they gave me a wash.
I brushed my hair and asked if it was ok to put some make up on - they told me not too much but some eye shadow, blusher and lipstick made me feel more human and feminine.
I sighed and told the nurses, “Thanks I feel better” they asked about the pain my reply was “no pain, just some discomfort”. “Ok” they said and left.

Brett was straight by my side he looked appreciatively and told me that I looked a lot better. Then my family arrived to see how I was feeling. We talked for a few hours Amy telling me about the new apartment and Sophie telling me about her music.
However I knew that I needed to get Sophie alone sometime to see how things had gone at home after she had told mum and dad as I was injured shortly after so I had never got round to asking her.

Three days after my operation my family returned home we had a tearful goodbye.

I am not going to go too deeply into my recovery, but each day I felt a little better, happily once healing was taking place the packing and bandaging was reduced little by little.
I was introduced to the ‘rubber ring’ (my new best friend) this made it easier to sit as all the wounds from the surgery were where you put pressure on when you sit.

Next I was shown the joys of dilation this was essential to stop my new vagina from closing again (as it went through a muscle which needed ‘retraining to accept it). I started off with a small size and gradually built up to the largest size (this took quite some time)

I was out of bed in a week, I had a catheter until the doctor said I could go to the toiled myself. However I was taught about absolute hygiene before I was allowed to go to the loo myself.
I was also warned that the first few times I went to pee it would probably spray everywhere and so it was vital to make sure I was perfectly clean after urinating – and poohing!

It was a great day when the last packing was finally removed; this was replaced by a type of pad which I could change myself at regular intervals I was also told to look for any unusual discharge that may signify infection.

Once I was out of bed and I could walk I started moving about. Brett was using the wheel chair but was still very weak.
I strictly obeyed everything the doctor and the hygiene nurse told me so it was not too long before I was more or less back to normal - unless you include hygiene pads, intense cleaning after going to the loo, dilation, sitting on a rubber ring and spraying pee everywhere (this was getting better) things were normal(ish).

The first time I saw my new vagina I nearly cried. It was probably too soon to look as I was swollen and discoloured.
It was not what I expected all in all apart from the operation my high points were (not in this order) the easing of the pain; getting out of bed; removal of the packing and bandages; getting rid of the catheter; sitting down to wee the stopping of pain relief and going onto analgesics; stopping spraying pee all over the place and seeing my new vagina once all the swelling bruising had gone down! This time I loved what I had. Mind you this took a long time, many, many days.

We left hospital three weeks after my operation Brett was deemed strong enough to leave hospital. He could walk now but was still very weak.
Now it was arranged that we headed to Cape Cod to fully recover. We were flown down and met by a chauffer and driven to Jon’s holiday place.

I was amazed when I saw the place it was HUGE I had never seen a place like this let alone stayed in a place like this!
It was just outside a place called Osterville set in about 3 acres overlooking Nantucket Sound.
It had 14 bedrooms all ensuit and four other bathrooms a coach house, boathouse, pool, huge patio, two hundred feet of private beach.
Both of us were thunderstruck with the sheer size and grandeur of the place. We were shown to our room the master suit on the first floor overlooking the sea through panoramic folding windows. The suit had an office and a sitting room and a huge bed! I would be sleeping and touching my Brett no sheets between us – also no sex between us! (Bummer) As I hadn’t got the go ahead to test my new plumbing – yet!
Our clothes were already unpacked and in the walk in dressing rooms who had done this I had no idea!!
The butler (well he was in charge he wasn't dressed like a butler but seemed to do everything) said that once we were settled in he would show us round the place and introduce us to the small staff!

I opened the folding doors (this took a while as they were remote controlled and I never realised it) we stood on the veranda Brett’s arm around my waist.
I leaned onto him just taking in the vista. I turned to him slipped my arms around his neck as he moved me towards his body and our lips met. The kiss was slow, sensual passionate and loving we were alone at last and both of us standing upright!

After a while we decided to find Tony so he could show us around the place, we found him in the kitchen where he introduced us to Margarita, the cook.
Brett asked him what his job actually was, because as he so tactfully put it, “My English girlfriend is certain you’re a Butler” “I am not” I retorted, “It’s just that”.
Smiling Tony answered, “officially I’m caretaker and security, but if your lovely lady want’s me to be a butler so be it – but I’m not too good at butling!”
I let out a giggle at that and responded, “Great, now that’s sorted is it ok for me to call you Tony? I’m Nichola or Nicky, and this lug is my Fiancé Brett.
He was easy with this telling me, “Thing’s are different this side of the pond informality is the accepted thing”

Tony and Margarita was the permanent staff apart from the gardener Homer who we’d see when we went outside.
We were told that maid service comes in daily and when there are a lot of guests extra help is hired to help in the kitchen and around the house we looked at each other and told him that the place would be packed in a months time and we could give him the numbers if he wanted.

He showed us all around the house apart from the 14 bedrooms all en suit there were 4 other bathrooms three on the ground floor!
The main area of the house was a HUGE - and I mean HUGE lounge this could comfortably seat 20 or 30 people! All of one wall had folding back doors (remote control) overlooking Nantucket Sound. This lead to a full sized swimming pool and a very large patio complete with a barbeque the like of which I had never seen before again you could cook for loads on it! The dining room was equally impressive as was the cinema!

After the inside we got on one of the five golf buggies and did a tour of the grounds we met Homer who looked about 70! But was lean sinewy and fit.
We went to the coach house and stables where there were a pair of horses that were used to pull the two traps and five riding horses these were looked after by a nearby livery yard but were brought to the house when guests were present. Reluctantly I had to tell Tony that at the moment I couldn’t ride (my rubber ring wouldn’t fit on a saddle) so they had better return to the livery yard.

Next came the boat house with two power boats a large one which could take 30 passengers Tony was the captain of this one and a couple of local youths were the crew when needed.
The second boat was a 30’ launch which Brett and I could use at will! Finally we were shown the 200 feet of private beach frontage.

I was quite cowed and overwhelmed by the whole place. I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming, “Ouch” I blurted out, “What’s the matter” Brett asked alarmed!
A bit embarrassed I mumbled, “I’ve just pinched myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming – but I did it a bit hard it hurt”
The two male pigs fell about the place laughing when they got themselves composed Tony said, “It does overwhelm you when you first see the place. I guess I’m used to it but hey! Enjoy it the boss said it’s yours till the fall or longer if you need it but it does get a mite quiet around here in the winter”

Brett asked if there was any beer! Me being the mother hen asked him, “Can you drink with the drugs you’re taking?” “Yup” he answered, “In moderation”.
Tony drove us back saying, “Not only beer but also a great wine cellar I’ll show you – Oh and there’s also some British beer the boss has had flown across”.

The ‘wine cellar’ was the size of a small house and well stocked there were bottles of ‘real ale’ all the way from England also some local microbreweries real ale! I was determined to try them!

I pointed to a bottle of ‘Bombardier bitter’ and said, “I’ll have one of those! Tony raised an eyebrow and in explanation I said, “I just love real ale not very ladylike but that’s me” (this was one habit I couldn’t break from when I was a man, now even though I’d drink wine and cocktails I still loved good beer)
Tony got the beer and two glasses Brett asked him if he was having a beer so he could fill us in on the area. He gratefully accepted then Brett spied a cool box and got Tony to put a few beers in it.
“Moderation” I reminded him but he just grinned at me then as we retired to the patio area I hissed at him, “I’ve got plans for you later mister and I don’t want you pissed!” (That language was also from what was left of the man in me coming out).

We sat a while taking in the view Tony filled us in on the surrounding area and local sights. But from my point of view the time we spent at this wonderful place was to rest and recuperate and for my Brett to get his strength back!
Also it must be said to get used to sleeping with him every night! Thinking of this I gave a delightful shudder no sex for me yet but I was now up to the largest size dilator and hopefully it shouldn’t be too long now.
I had a doctor’s appointment in 2 weeks time so hopefully then Hmmmmmmm. When I asked the doctor’s before I was told that every girls different everything depends on the speed of recovery and absence of any infection hence the need for scrupulous cleanliness.

I was obsessive bordering on paranoid about my hygiene and cleaned myself many times a day.
I dilated as much as I could and inspected my pad for signs of any unusual discharge but things were fine.
While I still used the ring a lot though on soft seats I could sit for a while. But harder seats were a bit of a problem.
Margarita came to see us to ask about food preferences that we had. Actually we had none both of us would try anything.
We discussed next month when our families visited us then we would need nine of the fourteen rooms. So including the room we were using that made ten rooms.
But in this house there were still four rooms left and these were large rooms, not little box rooms!

Late afternoon we went upstairs to our room dinner was at seven so that gave us three hours to get ready.
Personally I was going to need about an hour but I had plans for Brett providing he was strong enough we would need three hours. Even though I couldn’t have sex I could still satisfy my man!

When we reached the bedroom I gave a cat like stretch and in an amazed voice said, “I just don’t believe what’s happening to us this place is just amazing”.
By then we had walked over to the panoramic window and simply stood there Brett’s arm around my waist me with my head on his shoulder I was loving my new found woman hood absolutely longing to test drive my new plumbing. Would I still experience the same wonderful sensations I used to feel? Or had Gwen’s hypnotic suggestion been altered when I had the operation? I must phone her to ask.

“Huh” I said as I realised Brett was speaking to me, “Sorry I was miles away” he gave me that sweet smile that I loved and repeated, “I said, it’s almost worth while being shot to experience all this”.
I was appalled and I must have sounded it when I gasped, “Don’t ever say that again! I nearly lost you I don’t know what I’d have done without you!”

I buried my face in his neck kissing his neck gently pressing my body against his. Rubbing myself against him as my breasts rubbed up and down his chest I felt a familiar ‘thing’ prodding me in my belly!

Breaking away I gave him a sensual smile, “Hmmm” I purred, “Someone’s pleased to see me! Are you strong enough big boy?”
Smiling down at me he nodded, “I think so, but what about you?” Looking at him with my big doe like eyes I honestly told him, “Don’t worry about me I can pleasure my man. BUT when I get the all clear to have sex you had better watch out cos I’m going to love you to death!”

I lead him to the bed telling him in a very husky sensual voice, “Just enjoy it lover let me do everything”.
With that I started undressing him kissing him everywhere as I stripped his clothes off.
I kissed and nuzzled him snuffling scenting him once he was totally naked I could see how much muscle tone and weight he had lost.
But his wonderful manhood had lost nothing he was rampant the purple head of his love shaft was livid.

Pushing him onto the bed I gently stroked his shaft - gossamer touches to excite but not explode him.
He moaned, “God I’ve waited so long to feel you caressing me”.
Smiling at him I did a slow and very sexy striptease draping each item of clothing I removed over his face and body.
When I took my bra off he gasped and whispered, “God you are perfect.” As he reached for my breasts I swivelled out of his reach and continued my striptease.
Finally I was down to my panties by now I was wearing panties not my usual thongs as I still wore pads.
As I approached the bed he looked at me and implored me, “Please take you panties off, so I can see you”.
I was a bit reluctant what if the sight of it appalled him. But slipping my panties and the pad off in one move I stood before him resplendent in my new woman hood. I loved the smooth front I now had now the swelling had gone down I loved the sight of my new vagina!

I slowly approached him and just using my fingernails gently caressed his body my lover groaned in pent up passion.
I had a feeling that after so long without release he was longing for me to touch him - and boy was I going to touch him.

Kneeling on the bed I straddled him it was still a bit sore to spread my legs this far but I straddled his legs where it wasn’t as wide licking my lips I slowly bent down keeping eye contact with my Brett as I approached the object of my desire.

His wonderful erect penis! My long auburn hair fell to curtain my head and his love shaft as I kissed the head I heard him groan in pleasure and pent up passion. I licked up and down his shaft then encircled the livid purple head with my full luscious lips.
I had just started sucking my way down his shaft when I felt him spasm and felt the warm salty taste of his cum as he hosed into my waiting mouth.
I thought the poor daring was close to cumming but the speed surprised me for a second then I started swallowing his seed I heard him saying, “Oh god Nichola, I’m so sorry I simply couldn’t hold on any more! I’m so sorry my love”.

By now I had swallowed every drop and was licking his shaft I bobbed back up to look at him saying, “Don’t worry honey I know it’s been so long – we’ll do better next time.
With that I moved and lay next to him bare flesh to bare flesh feeling his arm around me relishing the closeness of him.
He played with my breasts teasing my nipples, making me moan with passion. I was longing for him to couple with me but knowing he couldn’t.
But I think I did feel something in my new vagina - was I getting feeling back?
I knew the doctors said it would be a while but was I really starting to get some sensations.
One thing I did know was my breast’s and nipples were as sensitive as before mind you they hadn’t been touched by the surgeons

The days progressed both of us healing Brett was filling out exercising eating well and swimming.
The first time I wore a bikini – well three triangles of cloth joined by string I was so, so proud of my own flat front I nearly cried in pleasure.

I had my appointment with the doctor this was in Hartford Connecticut still I didn’t get the all clear for sex much to my disappointment.
But when I thought about with my sensible not sexual head it better later rather than too soon.
We made love in our own way nearly every night. I gave my lover sex either with my mouth or my hand I still didn’t want to risk sex either in my boy pussy (as I still called it) until I could have sex in my girl pussy and I simply couldn’t wait to have sex with my man.

To allay my fears about the feelings I would have in my new vagina I phone Gwen in London.
I got the time difference wrong and woke her up after profusely apologising and catching up with each other I explained my fears that sex may not be as stimulating with my new pussy and before when the hypnotic suggestion was helping.
She was quite honest telling me that she simply didn’t know as I was the first of her patients that had transitioned but as the suggestion had worked so well on me she could always try again if I needed to.
But she also said to give my new vagina chance to regain any natural feeling then consider hypnotism.

The time was fast approaching when out families would be arriving our idyll was soon going to be a very busy place then the only oasis of peace for us would be our bedroom!

Which I would use to Love and Cherish my man and when I could - Love him nearly to death I wanted him so, so badly!