This is part 2 of Co-parenting.

Sally has be feminized by her ex-wife's new husband. She agreed so she could stay with her ex-wife and child. Now Sally plots her revenge on Aron, his wife's "alpha male"

There is no forced sex in this part of the story.

Dani suggested I go up to my room, what used to be our spare room now. She had put some of her old clothes in the cupboard and drawers. She did this while I was being castrated to satisfy Aron that I would not be competition.

I sat on the bed in despair. What had I done? No I thought, my little girl was all that mattered. I looked in the cupboard. On the floor were a few pairs of flat shoes. A pair of sandals, with a small two-inch heel, and a pair of black court shoes. There was a few house dress, skirts and blouses. Dani and I were the same size. This was all of her older stuff.

I dreaded opening the draws, but knew I had to. The draws contained bra’s, Knickers, a few slips and several pairs of tights. Nothing as sexy as I had on now though. The bottom draw surprised me. There were two pairs of black leggings and a pair of women’s jeans.

Dani knocked and entered.

“Mike, sorry Sally. That name was his idea by the way. I'm sorry I appeared like a dispassionate bitch. It’s these fucking laws. The FMD insisted you had to leave. I told them to go to hell, and they threated to send me to a motherhood camp. I’ve seen pictures. Some of the women are strapped to beds. The ones that are trouble end up being put in coma’s, and are still constantly pregnant.”

“Why him though Dani? He’s such an arsehole.”

“You should have seen the others! All high sperm count, “alpha males”. Total pricks. Marriage for love like ours will soon be a thing of the past. It will all be about breeding from now on. I asked them all if they would allow me to keep you around. He was the only one that agreed. I'm so sorry about his conditions, but all the rest wanted you gone.”

“I don’t like it. Is he a bit kinky? Secretly gay? Will he keep wanting to have sex with me?”

“I think it was a kink. You know the shortage of women has led to an increase of male relationships. I think he just wanted to try it. I’m going to tell him there is no way I’m having sex with him if his sleeping with you. That should keep him off you, well at least until just before we have a baby.”

“Thanks Dani. I thought you stopped loving me. You did nothing to stop him.”

Dani started weeping.

“I’m sorry, there was nothing I could do. This was the best outcome. You’re still here with me and Chloe.”

“It’s ok love. What could we do? Go on the run? So what do I do now? Stay at home as a live in I housekeeper?”

“I thought we could raise Chloe together, and share the housework. During the day you can wear jeans and slacks, just wear dresses when he’s here in the evening. He could always throw you out, so try to avoid arguing with him.”

“Well it beats working at that garage. I was close to getting fired anyway. Can you get me my medication from your bedroom please? My pills are in my old bedside cabinet.”

The doctor had given me progesterone and estrogen to counter my loss of testosterone.

She put the pills on the bed and left to start dinner. I told her I wasn’t hungry and that I was going to bed early. I said I couldn’t face seeing him again tonight.

I found a simple black cotton night dress and got ready for bed. As I tried to sleep I stared at the pills on the table next to my bed and a plan formed.

Three months later we were seemingly a happy household. Dani was two months pregnant sitting at the dinner table, while I served one of Aron’s favorite meals. Shepard's pie. I grated cheese on the mash potato topping, just as he liked it. As I served him, he smacked my bottom through my flowery house dress.

“You are a great cook Sally. You would make some guy a lovely wife, but you’re staying here. I love your cooking.”

He looked down at his stomach. He had put a lot of weight on. He even had a pair of “moobs”, Dani told me. She thought it was all the nice meals I cooked for them.

I served him an extra-large portion from the left side of the dish. I wondered if he ever tasted the hormones I had been feeding him for the last few months? I smiled and said.

“Eat up Aron, if you do, I have a nice sherry trifle for desert.”

Yeah, Sherry and Estrogen, I thought.

I had told the doctor, that I had lost my medication on a bus, so he gave me another couple of month’s supply. I wasn’t taking any of it. Aron was getting the lot.

I was getting used to being dressed as a woman. I had to admit, the softer clothes and wider choice were growing one me. Chloe had started calling me mummy.

“Dani can I ask you a personal question?”

“Anything we were married for years. I’d tell you anything.”

“What’s Aron like in bed. Do you have sex often? You can tell me. I won’t get upset. Since I lost my balls. I’ve lost interest.”

“When we first got together he wanted sex twice a night. Now I think he’s bored. It’s just once a month or less.”

“Well if he’s not up to it after the new baby comes, he’ll be out the door.”

“Yeah, I never thought about that. I wouldn’t try to keep him around. When I made love to you, it was love. With him it’s just sex. “

“Oh well, at least he likes my cooking. When he goes he’ll be the size of a house.”

“Yes, he got so fat lately. His boobs are nearly as big as mine.”

“Perhaps he will be able to breast feed, give you a break.”

We both laughed like a couple of school girls.

“The worst is when their teeth come in, babies can nip you, and make you very sore.”

I suddenly thought, what would that be like? I could see myself in my mind’s eye breast feeding. Perhaps it was all the “mothering” I was doing? Or the lack of testosterone.

Two months later Dani was sporting a nice lump. Aron was even fatter and had occasional sweats. I thinks he was scared of visiting the doctor with his erectile dysfunction, in case he was reported to the FMD, as an unsuitable partner for a fertile woman.

I was taking half of my medication now and was giving the other half to Aron. I had managed to fool the chemist into giving me an extra few bottles by telling them I hadn’t been given full bottles.

I had been shopping with Dani and the baby, and enjoyed the girly day out. I seemed even closer to Dani now than when we were married. Apart from the sex, we were more intimate. I understood Dani better. I felt calmer than I had before. I had even started to make my own look, and experimented with clothing and makeup. Something I wouldn’t admit to Dani was I enjoyed wearing the softest, frilliest knickers.

A letter arrived from the FMD, strangely is was addressed to Sally.

Dear Sally Davidson,

The FMD have been reviewing your medical records and would like to know if you would be interested in taking part in a clinical trial. If you agree you will be well rewarded for your time and would be doing your country a great service.

We understand you have been castrated and have been treated with female hormones. We are looking for volunteers to undergo an experimental womb implantation technique. The wombs are artificially grown and will be implanted into the test subjects. When the womb has been accepted, a fertilized egg will be introduced, which should grow to full term. The chid will be birthed using caesarian section.

You will in effect be a mother and subject to all the financial rewards. It is hoped using this technique we can turn all willing transgender women, and indeed any men or women into a viable mothers. This should in time alleviate the need for our current draconian measures.

Yours

Dr D Hensel

I thought, I could actually be a mother. I could have another child. I had thought that would not be possible, even before I was castrated.