A Little Bit of Change: 2

 

Following drastic changes in Dave's body and mind, he has to assume a more submissive
role in his home and he is tutored in the fine are of femininity by his beautiful, and
now much taller, sister-in-law, Allison.

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Author's Note: This is one of my more twisted tales that I am showing you. I do hope you both enjoy this story and that I am, in some fashion, entertaining you as well. Please, let me know what you think about my story, both good and bad.
And also, please leave me a review! ~Clara.
 
This version of A Little Bit of Change - 2 has been updated with many corrections towards spelling and grammar.~Sephrena.
 
Image Credit: Image created through the use of ai at https://perchance.org/beautiful-people .~Sephrena.

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Chapter 6
 

I could hear Kari's voice in the distance. It was soft and loving and calling gently to me. "That's my baby. That's a good, good baby."

It was like I was in a fog; I couldn't quite make things out. "Shhh, just be good, now."

I couldn't understand what was going on, though. I was trying and trying and trying to focus. I wasn't scared, bit I was just plain confused. What was going on.

Then I realized that I was suckling on Kari's breast again! No! No! I can't drink this. As comforting as it is, I can't! I can't!

I can't remember why, but I know that the breast milk can hurt me.

Then I looked up and saw Kari smiling down at me. "You make mommy very happy little-one. Just look at how nice we look together. Right over here, baby. Look at us in the mirror"

Then I could see the mirror on the back of the door, but I still didn't understand. I could see Kari. She was as beautiful as always and she was wearing one of those beautiful, silky, glamorous, long nightgowns that she always wore, but one of her breasts was exposed. In her arms and suckling on that breast was an infant with a little pink bow in her curly, dark hair; otherwise the baby was completely naked and obviously female.

I looked around to try to see myself, but I couldn't find me anywhere. Then I felt Kari kiss my head and I also saw her kiss the baby in the mirror at the same time.

"Kari! No! Help me!" I tried to yell, but Kari's nipple filled my mouth and nothing would come out. "Help me, Kari, help me!"

"Davey," I heard from somewhere. "Davey, wake up sweet pea. Come on, now. Wake up, baby."

"Huh!?" I jumped up in my bed and fell back on my pillow, confused and startled.

"What's the matter, baby? Bad dream?"

I opened and closed my eyes a few times to clear my thoughts and vision. I was safe and sound in my own room with Kari looking down at me with a sweet smile. "We have a lot to do, sweetie."

"Oh, thank God!" I whispered.

"Hmmm?"

"It was a very bad dream. Wow."

I sat up and swung my legs over the edge of the bed and I was immediately struck by two things. First, my feet didn't come close to touching the floor and, second, that I was wearing one of Kari's nightgowns. I sat there stunned for a few seconds until Kari, noticed. She leaned over and gently touched my face, "Are you ok, baby?" and then she touched my hair and I could feel the braids.

Suddenly, I was wide awake and I took a quick inventory of my body: Elaborately braided hair, soft, hairless face, beautiful, silky nightgown sheathing my curvy body and luscious breasts.

"Oh, my God," I thought. "This is absolutely real. I'm not a baby, but I am tiny and female - at least in appearance."

I started to pull up the skirt of my long nightgown to check to see if I was still a man, but Kari gently grabbed my hands and pulled them to my sides, "No, no, little girl, no time for that nonsense now. You know that your pee-pee is nice and safe in your panties. Stand up and slip on this bed jacket. It's nice and silky and light. Come on, now, let's get you up and moving."

I just wished this was a dream, but it wasn't. I stood and put on the bed jacket and Kari led me to the chair at her make-up table where she started unbraiding my hair and running a soft brush softly through it.

"You know, when I was sixteen and Allie was only six, we started a tradition that we continued every morning and night until you and I got married. Every night, I would braid Allie's hair differently and every morning I would brush it out, just like this. It was such a nice way to start and end every day. Now, I can do the same for you. Isn't that nice?"

"I guess," I said.

"Guess? What do you mean, 'You guess?' Doesn't this feel wonderful, having your hair brushed for you every day?" She asked as if she were speaking to a child.

"It's wonderful, Kari, but I don't want to be your little sister. I want to be your husband."

"Davey, I thought we'd gotten past this. You will always be my husband and I will always love you as my husband, but, Davey, you have to start looking at the benefits of your new body. You have an opportunity to enjoy soft, feminine things and be pampered. Now, relax and let me baby you. Feel the brush in your long hair. The way your hair falls down your back as I brush. Feel the softness of it. You are a very lucky little lady, you know?"

"Kari..." but what was the use. She was right; I looked like a teenaged girl, now. There was absolutely no denying it. I sighed, "Alright, Kari. I'll relax and go along for the ride."

"That's a good girl."

She finished brushing my hair and, I have to admit, when I looked in the mirror, it was beautiful.

"Now, I want you to go to the bathroom and take care of things, then come on down and meet me on the patio for breakfast. I left a bathing suit and a pair of cute little flip-flops on the chair in the corner for you."

It occurred to me that Kari's bathing suits would be way too big for me. "Where did you get the bathing suit?" I asked.

She giggled. "I went next door and borrowed one from Allie. She was happy to loan one to you. She had to go through everything in her draw to find just the right one for you. She never had the benefit of a little sister the way that I did. She's going to love having you to dress," and she left me sitting and looking at my reflection in the mirror.

I joined Kari on the patio where she had coffee and muffins waiting.

"Let me take a look at you, honey." Kari asked. "Slow spin for momma, please. Hmmm. Those big girls on your chest look beautiful, blue is definitely your color, sweetie, and that rump of your's, oh, my God, it is gorgeous. I only have one concern, though. I can still see your little boy, just a little bit. Come here."

She sat up and pulled me to her by my hips. Then she turned me so that I was turned away for her. "Now, spread your legs wide, baby." She instructed. When I did, she grabbed the crotch of my swim suit and pulled it down, while, at the same time, reaching in and running her hand down my soft pubic hair and cupping my penis and testicles in her hand and gently guiding them between my legs. Then, before I even had a chance to harden, she pulled the swim suit back into place and let it go, trapping me inside.

"Now, turn and face me," and she spun me, again, by my hips, and inspected the effect she'd created. "There," she smiled as she tapped my smooth lower abdomen with the tips of her fingers, "nice and girly; just the way momma likes it." Then she leaned forward and planted a soft lingering kiss where my manhood should have been. "Now, sit in this chair next to me and, while you drink your coffee, I am going to give you your first pedicure. Kick off your flip-flops and put your feet up here on my chaise and I will give you pretty, pink toe nails so they look sexy in those sandals."
 
Chapter 7
 

After breakfast, Kari brought both our lap tops out onto the patio and told me to boot mine up. "We have some shopping to do!"

"What are we shopping for?"

"You need clothes, sweetness. This is what we'll do. I will start with the undies and the like - panties, bras, camis, slips, etc. Why don't you start shopping around for dresses, skirts and blouses?"

"I wouldn't know where to start, Kari. I never shopped for women's clothes before."

"Ok, first off, you're not shopping for women's clothes. You're shopping for clothes for you. You're body isn't shaped like a man's body any more, baby girl; it's shaped like - well, a baby girl's. You wear a size two, petite. That's your size and you need clothes. Now, start on Amazon. Look at all the different styles and find the names of the manufacturers that you like. Then, go to those manufacturer's websites and see if you can find more things that you like. One thing, though - I only want you to get dresses or skirts with blouses - no pants, ok?"

"Why?"

"Because I said so, Davey. You have a beautiful body and I want you to learn how to enjoy it. You know about pants. Pants are rough and utilitarian. Now, learn about beautiful clothes."

"But, Kari..." I didn't know where to start. "Kari, what about going back to school in the fall. I can't go to school in a dress!"

"I thought of that, too. Listen, sweetie, I am defending my dissertation in 3 weeks and you and I both know that I will have a PhD before the fall semester, so my pay will increase by at least 60%. I think it's a great time for you to take a sabbatical and adjust to your new life at home."

"Sabbatical!? Life at home!? Kari, what are you talking about!? I love my job! I don't want to take time off! What would I do with myself?"

Kari smiled a wicked little smile. "You have been doing pretty well with your arrangements that you had published last year. Why not concentrate on writing arrangements for high school bands and choruses? You always say that's where you can make some decent money."

"Well... yes, that's true... but... but... but I'd be here all by myself. Who would I talk to? I don't know, Kari, I really, really don't know about this..."

"Now, stop this, Davey." Kari said, bending down over me, caressing my face and reminding me how much bigger she was than I. "You just went through a traumatic change. We have no idea if all these changes are over or not and even if your changes are stabilized, you look a couple of years younger than most of your students. I have thought this through and I think..."

I interrupted, "I know that I look young, Kari, but I'm still who I am and I still have a lot to offer my students..." I stopped because Kari had risen to her full height put her hands on her hips. I had never liked conflicts with Kari, but now I felt very vulnerable - more so than ever before. Suddenly, I was very aware of how little I was. I was wearing a little, blue, one-piece bathing suit, I had on bright pink toenail polish and I was only about 5 feet tall. "Never mind, Kari. I'm sorry. You're right. I need to think things through and the next 7 weeks of summer will only be the start. I will fill out the paperwork on line, later today."

"That's more like it!" she smiled at me. "Here's what we'll do. We'll get our on-line shopping done, now, and we'll have everything sent to us 'next-day-delivery'. Then, I will run to the mall to pick up just a few things to get us through today and I will swing by the university and talk to Joanne, you're department chair, and take care of all of your paperwork. You don't need to worry that pretty, little head about anything, baby. Ok?"

I returned her sweet smile, "Ok, Kari."

By lunchtime, I had decided that my style-taste was pretty conservative. I found a company called Talbots that I kind of liked. Nothing too scary. I had 6 blouses in a fairly male-inspired style in my shopping cart and 6 longish, pleated skirts in my virtual shopping cart. I was going to go get my debit card, but Kari said she had an account with them so she took my computer and completed my transaction for me.

By 2:00, she was dressed and ready to go to the mall. She was in the downstairs bathroom doing her makeup when she called me in from the patio to listen to her plans for the day.

"I will be back around 6:00, I should think. Allie will be here before I leave to watch you. Susan just went down for a nap and Allie can bring the baby monitor over here to listen for her."

"Allie's going to 'watch' me!? Kari, I 'watched' her with you when we first started dating. I am a grown man. I certainly do not need a sitter!"

She didn't even glance at me. She just kept doing her lips and looking in the mirror. I think I saw a little smile form on those lips, too. "She'll bring something over for you to wear as well. As cute as you are in that, you should put on some clothes at some point. Remember, while I am out, Allie is in charge. What she says goes - end of story. Now, I need to get myself in gear!"

Kari came out of the bathroom and slipped some 3 inch heeled sandals onto her feet. Then she did a little turn for me, "How do I look?"

"Beautiful," I said and it was true, but it was also a little strange. Kari was usually a 'pants and nice top' kind of girl. "You are very dressed up, aren't you?"

"No. Just a summer dress. I felt a little girly today. You understand, I'm sure; you're a little 'girly' today too. And this dress really screams for nice heels, too."

She walked towards me and smiled down at me while running her fingers across my long, soft hair. I was just even with her soft, modest chest and her perfume smelled wonderful. I returned her smile.

She shook her head just a little bit. "My God, you are a beautiful little girl."

I know it shouldn't have, but the compliment melted me completely and I threw my arms around her and hugged her with all my might, just as we heard Allie come through the front door with a few items of clothing over her arms.

"Awww," She giggled, "what a pretty picture. If I didn't know it was my sister and brother-in-law, I say that it was a mother and beautiful daughter."

Kari squeezed me even tighter to her breasts. "Isn't she beautiful?" Then she spun me around like I was a dancer.

Allie half bent her knees and looked me over. "Amazing. You will break some hearts, pretty girl." She smiled at me. Then her eyes fell to the bottom of my suit where there was no hint of manhood at all. She reached down and gave the smooth bathing suit a little tap right at the point where the material disappeared between my legs. "Very pretty little girl." And she smiled at me with such warmth that, between that smile and the compliments that both Kari and Allie had given me I was blushing and didn't know where to look any more, so I just smiled and then looked down at the floor.

Allie hugged me to her soft, large breast, softly patting my hair while she and Kari discussed things. Then, Kari was gone and I had a babysitter looking after me for the first time in 20 years. A baby sitter for whom I had been the sitter many times before.
 
Chapter 8
 

The door hadn't even clicked closed behind Kari, when Allie kissed the top of my head and turned me to face her. "Are you all done in the pool, then?"

"I wasn't in the pool, Allie. I was just sitting in the sun and looking at clothes online."

"Ok. Let's get you dressed, then, what do you say?" and she sorted through the little pile of clothes she'd brought with her and pulled out a very fancy bra - little embroidered flowers and lacey edges. She showed it to me and smiled and then, without any warning, she reached over and casually slid the straps of my suit down my arms and rolled the top of my suit to my waist. I instinctively covered my new breasts, but Allie just smiled and let out a little giggle. "What are doing sweetness? I know what breasts look like, silly. I do have a pair of my own, you know. Relax. We're both girls, sweetie."

Then she held up an open bra and I put my arms through the straps as Allie turned me and fastened the back. Then she casually reached into the cups and adjusted my breasts. I jumped a little in surprise. "Ha, don't let that bother you, baby. Just putting the girls in order for you."

Then, without a bit of warning, she pulled down the rest of my bathing suit and had me step out of it. As she was pulling a pair of silky panties up my smooth legs, I realized that my bra and panties matched. They seemed pretty pricey; lots of flowers embroidered on both. She pulled the panties up to my hips and then looked at my bulge and smiled at me.

"Hmmm. Your little boy down there isn't nearly as big as your big girls up here." And her smile got a little bigger. She crowded in on me and measured herself against me. I was only as tall as her nose. "Look at you, little thing. I remember when you first showed up at my parent's house with Kari. You were so tall and handsome and powerful. I was the little one then. I had a such a little-girl crush on you." And she reached into my panties and gently put her fingers around my penis working it in her soft hands.

I had shivers. I was more than a little shocked and didn't really know where things were headed.

"Allie," I whispered, "I don't think this is a good idea."

She smiled as she continued to work my shaft. "Don't worry, you girly, little stud. I'm just making a point: That big, powerful man is the little thing in front of me, now, and he's looking very pretty in his dainties."

Then, she pulled my penis toward her and up so that I had to stand on my tip toes and hold on to her shoulders to keep her from hurting me. Her smile was still there, but she looked very deeply into my eyes. "I can see why Kari's getting such a power trip out of this little reversal of positions. I kinda am, too."

Then she let go of my member and, as I relaxed, she continued to hold my gaze while she very matter-of-factly pushed everything back under my crotch and correctly adjusted the panties.

Finally releasing me from her gaze, she said, "So, the reason I am here today isn't just to babysit my pretty, little brother-in-law. I am here to teach you how to be a lady - that's something that I know a lot more about than Kari. She's getting the PhD, but I know how to be a lady. And a lady always wears pretty unmentionables, like these, and a lady always wears some kind of a heel, like these." And she held up a pair of little sandals with a little one-inch heel.

As I was fastening the straps on the shoes, Allie got out my dress for the afternoon. It was a pinky-white dress with flowers everywhere. She unzipped the back and had me step into it. Then she pulled it up and I put my arms through the sleeve holes and she zipped up the back.

The top part was soft and elastic and showed a good deal of cleavage. Allie zipped up the back and I felt trapped in this feminine garment. The skirt of the dress bloused out in pleats from a few inches below my breasts and flowed down to my knees where a couple of inches of tulle petticoat peeked out from the bottom. "There," said Allie, "A beautiful dress for a beautiful summer day." It was a beautiful dress, too, but the way that it hung away from my legs the brushed my legs as I moved made me feel very vulnerable. It was like I was just wearing my panties. The dress was more like a breeze than an article of clothing.

Allie fluffed my hair, letting it flow down my back. "Now, come on into the bathroom with me, sweetheart, and we'll learn a little about how to do our hair and makeup."

She spent a good 45 minutes brushing my hair, teaching me about makeup and talking continuously. Her tone was always soft and maternal and she was trying very hard to be patient and teaching me what she felt was important. I did my best and she was encouraging.
 
Chapter 9
 

Kari came home just after 6:00 that night. Allie and I were working in the kitchen. After an hour of teaching me how to sit correctly in kitchen chairs, stuffed chair, yard chairs, desk chairs, on my piano bench, etc., Allie had taken me into the kitchen, found me a full-length pinafore-style apron and had me help her make dinner. While she supervised my work, cutting vegetables, breading chicken breasts, making rolls from scratch - all of which I was very capable of doing on my own - she frequently rubbed my back where the my skin showed and kissed my hair. I had known this woman since she was 9 years old and I don't think we had ever touched each other beyond a kiss hello of good bye. Now, it was like I was her little sister.

About 25 minutes earlier, she had run next door to get Susie and left a note for James telling him to come to our house for dinner when he got home. Susie was now in a baby carrier on the end of our counter. She was happy as a clam to just be watching Allie and me working.

Allie went into the living room to greet Kari, leaving me and Susie to take care of the food. I could hear the woman in the next room talking.

"So," Kari asked, "How's my little girl doing?"

Allie giggled in reply, "She's fine. Looking, moving and smelling every bit the princess that she is. She's out in the kitchen making dinner. I brought Susie over when she woke up and Jimmy's on his way. Dinner will be ready in about 15 minutes. How did you make out?"

"Great! I got lots of pretty things at the mall and I took care of everything at the university. Take a look at these things."

I could hear bags opening and the two of them ooh-ing and ahh-ing while discussing how each piece of clothing would fit me.

As I was putting my dinner rolls into the over, I noticed Susie watching me and it looked like she was smiling. I shut the door to the oven and leaned down so that my nose touched Susie's. "Something's gone a little crazy around here, Susie," I said. "This house has done-gone crazy. Yes, it has. Yes, it has. Hasn't it, honey?"

When I stood back up, Kari and Allie were standing in the doorway, smiles beaming off their faces. Kari had her arms folded and Allie had both of her hands pressed together in front of her mouth. I looked at them, a little embarrassed, and Allie looked almost like she was going to cry. "Oh, that's so sweet."

"Hi, everyone! I'm here," said James from the front door as he entered. "Hungry man, home from the salt-mines!"

They all chatted in the living room for a few minutes, while I finished up and took care of Susie. It was just a few more minutes before I had everything on the table, ready to be served.

I put Susie and her carrier in a chair and called everyone into the dining room. I was about to sit at the end of the table where I'd always sat when Kari said, "What a beautiful job you've done, Davey. Now, I'll sit at this end, Jimmy, you can sit at that end, Allie, sit on my right and Davey, you can sit on my left, next to Susie."

We all sat and I noticed that James was in a state of shock, looking at me. We'd never been very close - I am an academic, a liberal and no interest in drinking or sports. James has some kind of a management job at a financial management company in the city. He's a bit of a blowhard, loves to talk about the NFL of MLB, goes out for drinks with his friends and brings up Rush Limbaugh a lot. Aside from Limbaugh, none of that really bothers me so we got along well enough, even though we were always somewhat distant. This was a whole new thing for him, though. Where Kari and Allie had seen me in bed while I was growing younger (as it were), James just walked into the dining room and saw me dressed up "like a princess" and looking like a teenager. Frankly, the way that Allie had done my makeup and brushed out my hair, combined with the style of my dress, I probably looked more like a 15 or 16 year old than the 18 year old look that Dr Chang had mentioned when I woke up yesterday morning.

"Dave, is that really you?" James asked, not meaning to be rude.

Before I could answer, Kari jumped in, "Yes, Jim, that is Davey. You know he's gone through some changes." It was a very awkward situation for me, but Kari put her hand on mine and smiled reassuringly at me. Then she turned back to James and continued, "He's doing very well. Here's not contagious or anything, so just relax and enjoy diner."

We dug in to the dinner. It was all very good. When we needed some more iced tea, Kari asked me to get it. When I returned and as I was pouring, Susie started to act up a little.

"Oops, someone needs her diapers changes," Allie said and started to rise.

Kari put her hand on Allie's shoulder and held her in her seat. "No, no, Allie, Davey will take care of her, won't you sweet heart?"

I stopped mid-pour and looked at Kari. She had gone on to talking about other things, though, and she had not left any room for argument. So, I unbuckled Susie and held her up to my shoulder and headed to the lavatory to take care of her.

"Davey," Allie, called out after me, "her diaper bag is by the couch and if she smells poopy, you should put your apron back on so nothing gets on your dress."

I knew the basics of changing diapers, but I had never done it before. Susie was very good, though, and I did a good job. Susie watched me the whole time and I carried on a nice conversation with her. I wasn't all that interested in the conversation at the dinner table, anyway. For the most part, Kari was asking James a lot of questions about how she could invest her money after she got her raise next semester. I kind of liked having someone else looking up to me.

When I returned to the dining room and got Susie all resituated in her carrier, I was about to take off my apron and sit back down, when Allie stood and said, "Davey, will you give me a hand clearing the table? Let's let these two 'bread winners' talk shop."

"Oh, ok," I mumbled as I retied the apron strings and started clearing.

Allie and I took care of everything. I washed the dishes while she dried. The whole time, she was chatting about my hair and clothes and how I needed to plan my wardrobe for the next day before going to bed. She also talked about the importance of keeping a clean house. When we'd finished our chores in the kitchen, Kari called out to us that she and James were moving into the living room to continue their conversation and asked that we bring some wine in for dessert. I pulled a bottle out of the refrigerator and opened it while Allie grabbed some wine flutes out of the cabinet. We joined Kari and James. I poured. Then I realized that Allie had only brought 3 glasses. I guess I looked a little confused, because, as I handed Allie her glass, she said, "I don't think that alcohol is such a good idea for you, right now, princess. You should give yourself a little time to adjust first."

"Allie's right, Davey," Kari said, "Why don't you go get yourself another glass of iced tea and will you, please, bring Susie in, too. Take her out of her carrier, though, so that she can stretch a little" Then she smiled and giggled a little, "You can leave your pretty apron in kitchen, though, beautiful."

When I returned to the living room with Susie in one arm and a glass of iced tea in the other, I found that everyone was sitting in the stuffed chairs leaving me only the love seat. I sat down and put Susie on the love seat next to me. I kicked off my shoes and pulled my legs up under myself and smoothed my dress down to cover my knees. The conversation was going on without me and I had no idea what they were talking about, so I concentrated on my new best-friend, Susie. I rubbed her belly and chatted in baby talk and played peek-a-boo until everyone else was ready to call it an evening.

"I know that you and Susie are having a great time, princess," Kari said, "but it's time for her real mommy to take her home, now."

I put her in her carrier and kissed her head and handed her over to Allie, who, in turn, kissed my head and thanked me for all my help.

When they were gone, Kari smiled at me and gave me another big hug. I loved how she looked in her dress, how she smelled with her perfume and how soft her breasts were when she hugged me. She leaned over me and kissed my neck, slowly and passionately. Slowly, her hand crept to my breasts and I let out a soft sigh as she massaged them through my dress and bra. When she pulled her mouth up to mine, I opened wide and accepted her tongue deeply into my throat.

Eventually, she stopped and straightened up. With me in bare feet and Kari in 3 inch heels, I was dwarfed by her. She pulled me close and pulled my head to her breast as she kissed my head.

"You looked beautiful tonight, baby. Just like a little princess."

I smiled. "Thanks."

"Did you have a good day with Allie?"

"Yes. It was nice, I guess. She was very nice to me."

"She brought you a beautiful dress, didn't she? I love the petticoat peeking out at the bottom, don't you?"

I shrugged.

Kari let out a soft maternal laugh, "Well, I think it's beautiful. She really did make you look like a princess. There's a lot that she can teach you about being a girl, you know. Allie has always been a girly girl while I was too busy being an achiever - a woman in a man's world, as they say."

She lifted my chin to look up into my eyes. "Thank you for having a nice meal and everything ready for me when I came home tonight, too. It's like I have a brand new, beautiful wife at home, now. I like it. I like it a lot."

"Kari," I asked, tentatively, "Wouldn't you rather have me be your husband than your wife?"

"Davey, Davey, Davey." She sighed at me. "Remember this morning when I said that you would always be my husband? Well, I don't know if I can still think of you as my husband now that I have seen you being my wife. When you were my husband, loved you with all my heart. That's all changed now, though. There is no way that you can look like a real man anymore, so I don't want to pretend that you are one. Nature took a funny turn on us and now, except for your little pee-pee, you have become a beautiful, little, young woman and I still love you with all my heart. Let's just accept this and enjoy where it leads us, ok?"

Her smile, her comforting tone and the fact that she said that she loved me made my knees weak and I felt butterflies in my stomach. "Ok, Kari. I love you, too and I love you being my wife. And if thinking of me as your wife makes you happy, that's ok with me."

She gave a very condescending little laugh and a slight shake of her head. "Davey, let's call it a day. I bought you a little something. Let me get it out of the bags I brought in earlier."

She rummaged around for a few moments and pulled out a beautiful little white nightie with matching panties. It was similar to the ones that Kari wears, but a bit shorter and it was definitely made for a younger woman.

"Here," she smiled as she showed me the nightie. "I will lock up down here. You go upstairs and start getting ready for bed the way I showed you last night. Put on your new nightie and sit at the vanity. When I come up, I will braid your hair for you so it will be pretty tomorrow. Then I am going to take you to bed and show you how being my wife may be the best thing that ever happened to you. I bought a few things at the mall today that you may REALLY like. Things that will make you feel even more like a woman than a pretty dress can. How does that sound?"

I smiled back and took the nightie from her. Then she steered me toward the stairs and gave my butt a little pat and sent me up the stairs.
 
 
To Be Continued...

A Little Bit of Change: 3

 

Davey adjusts to life as Kari's wife, but a social event to celebrate Kari's latest
professional achievement forces him to face the world outside of his home. With the
help of his sister-in-law and confidant, Allison, Davey has to work up the courage
to step through the door.

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Author's Note: This is one of my more twisted tales that I am showing you. I do hope you both enjoy this story and that I am, in some fashion, entertaining you as well. Please, let me know what you think about my story, both good and bad.
And also, please leave me a review! ~Clara.
 
This version of A Little Bit of Change - 3 has been updated with many corrections towards spelling and grammar.~Sephrena.
 
Image Credit: Image created through the use of ai at https://perchance.org/beautiful-people .~Sephrena.

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Chapter 10
 

And the summer wore on...

Davey got used to his new role in the home: Not quite an equal partner anymore, but Kari was still very affectionate around the house and their sex life just got better and better. Maybe Davey was no longer the aggressor sexually, but Kari had gotten very adventurous and Davey had no complaints in bed. He also was used to the nightly regime and silky sleepwear and even enjoyed his nightly preparation time, especially having Kari braid his hair.

As for daily wear, on his first full day after his 'change' Kari had encouraged him to find a style that he would be comfortable in. He had stayed very conservative and handed Kari his computer so she could finish the transaction for him, but she didn't care for his choices, so, without any discussion, Kari had canceled his order and bought a whole new closet full of clothes from stores like Delias, Forever 21, Old Navy and other places frequented by young women.

"Davey, you have no experience with dresses and you made some very 'frumpy' choices. You have the body of a beautiful young woman - enjoy it."

The dresses all had the same style. They were all very feminine, flowery or lacey, had a very high waistline and only went down to his mid-thigh. "Kari, do these really look ok on me?"

"Sweet pea, I can't take my eyes off of you. You like them don't you?"

"I guess... They're all very pretty..."

"Are the comfortable?"

"Well, yeah. They're kind of like wearing nothing, really."

"Then just be pretty for me, baby, ok?"

On days when Kari was out, Allie was Davey's constant companion. She was Davey's hair stylist, femininity couch and big sister. Her constant attention was very encouraging and gave Davey great support.

Then, one day at the beginning of August, Kari came in. "Congratulate me, princess! I successfully defended my PhD! You can now officially call me 'Doctor'!"

I ran to her and hugged her. "Oh, I am so proud of you!"

"Guess what! There is a formal reception for all the new Phd's next Sunday evening at the university. I have an invitation for up to 5 people, so I thought that Allie, Jimmy, you and I could all go together."

Davey felt a rush of fear run through his body. "I don't know, Kari. The university? I'll know people. I'm not sure that I am ready."

Kari looked very hurt. "Well I am sorry that this doesn't fit your busy schedule, David, but I kinda thought that you would want to come and support me on this occasion. You do want to support me, don't you?"

"Yes, of course, Kari, but I'll be a freak."

"How can you be a freak? You are what you are? This is important to me and you need to get out of the house at some point, so, THAT POINT is going to be next Sunday at 6:00pm and it's formal. There will be no more discussion about this and I will look for something for you to wear."

The house was a little quiet that night. Davey felt rushed and Kari felt that Davey wasn't being the supportive "wife" she needed him to be.

Kari went out early the next morning, before Davey was up. When he did rise, he unbraided his hair and brushed it out before putting on his makeup. It was the first time since his hair had grown that he'd had to brush it out by himself.

He went down stairs and sat on the patio and thought about his argument with Kari. Before he knew it, there were tears running down his face.

Kari came back later in the morning and found Davey crying. "Oh, I'm sorry, sweetie. Shhh, I'm sorry."

"No," said Davey, "I am. I shouldn't have been so selfish. I will go with you."

Kari smiled, "Thank s, my love. I went to Rose's house and borrowed a dress that her daughter wore for her quinceanera. I think it will be perfect for you t wear on Sunday. I have to run, but I will be back later. Try it on and see if it needs any alterations. Allie can help with that if needed."

Just at that moment, Allie came through the door with Susie on her hip. "Morning, ladies!" and she got up on her tiptoes and gave Kari a kiss on her cheek, then bent down and did the same for Davey. Then, she put her free arm around Davey and said, "What's going on?"

"Since you're here, we've all been invited to a formal reception Sunday evening to celebrate my degree. I'd love for you and Jim to join us."

"Oh. Boy!" Allie said, "Free food and we get to dress up! Count me in! Jimmy, too!"

"Great," said Kari, "Davey needs a formal dress, too, so while I am at the hairdresser's, would you please have him try on the dress in this garment bag and make any alterations that he needs?"

"Sure! I'll take care of everything. You go ahead and get going. Me and my two little girls here will hold down the fort here."

Kari thanked Allie, grabbed her purse and ran out the door, blowing a kiss behind her.

"Shall we?" Allie asked as she pulled the zipper down the garment bag front. She reached in and pulled out the dress. It was bright yellow with a beaded bodice and a wide skirt with several built-in petticoats and looked more like a prom dress than a formal dress for a reception. "Eww. Well, let's try it on before we make a decision."

Allie put Susie down to sit on the floor and Davey took off his little summer dress and stepped into the sea of tulle and silk that made up the dress. They pulled it up around his chest and zipped it up and took stock of it.

"Ok," Allie said, "first, the good news: Aside from being a little long, which a good, high heel would fix, it fits really well. Now, the bad news, you look like a lemon meringue in it. You're way too pale for that color and it really isn't right for the occasion," Allie let out a sign and circled Davey, taking him in and trying to figure out how she could take this dress, which Kari obviously liked, and make it work for a grown-up event at a university.

Davey was speechless while Allie spoke and inspected the options for the dress. Then there was an uncomfortable silence as they both stared into the mirror. Suddenly, Davey's knees gave out and he collapsed into the dress sobbing uncontrollably.

"Davey!"

"Oh, no, no, no, this is so bad. This is so very, very bad, bad, bad! I can't meet former colleagues dressed like this. This 'princess' thing is fine around the house and all, and I am getting used to the little dresses and pretty underwear, but, this! No, I can't wear this out in public! I look like I need a date for junior prom. Allie, help me, please! Allie, I can't do this, please help me!"

Allie sat on floor next to Davey and pulled him to her, rocking him back and forth as if she were comforting Susie. "Shh, sweet heart, shhh. What is all this about? It's just a dress. We can find another one that you'll like better, ok? Now, let's stop the water works and talk, ok?"

"I can't stop. I love Kari and I want to make her happy, but I'm not a teenager." Davey's words were sometimes hard to understand when his sobs sounded almost like hiccups. "I can't seem to say 'no' to Kari when I look at her. Remember when she took those hormones that caused all of these changes? Well, the doctor told her that they would make her more 'sympathetic' while they were in her system. I think that they have made me this emotional wreck that I am."

"Davey. You're not an emotional wreck - your body has been bombarded with female hormones, just like a pubescent girl. You are more emotional because girls are more emotional, that's all, baby, and you want to please Kari because you love her and now you are much more dependent on her than you used to be. I understand. The more that I am at home, the more need I feel to make Jimmy happy. It's all part and parcel of being a good housewife."

Davey lifted his head and looked at Allie and tried to stop the sobs. His face was lined with mascara and his eyes were swollen and red. Allie couldn't help it, she let out a little laugh. "Oh, my baby girl. You are so sweet. We'll find a dress that you'll love, ok."

"Allie, I don't think that I can face those people, yet. Look at me. I used to be a leader in my department. I was respected and I was a big guy. Now, I'm not much more than a maid and I look like a child - a little girl. You said so yourself. You don't see Dave, anymore, you a see your 'baby girl.' I'm not strong enough for this. I just want to hide here forever," And he buried his head on Allie's lap and the sobs started all over again.

Allie sat and rubbed his back until he calmed down. "Alright, baby, do you trust me?"

"What?" Davey asked in surprise.

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course I trust you. You and Susie are my only friends these days. I trust you completely. I love you like a sister."

"Then listen. I will take this home with me. We'll tell Kari that I'm making some alterations. Then, come Sunday, I am going to get you dressed up like a goddess. You will knock everyone dead at that reception. They will not see a defeated little girl; they will see a beautiful, intelligent person who has overcome a huge physical change. Someone they will respect and admire. Do you believe me?"

Davey nodded and wiped his eyes. "I do."

"Ok, then. I have to deal with some shopping then. Will you babysit for Susie for the next couple of hours? I'll be back before Kari. Ok?"

"Ok," and he stood, got out of the dress and redressed in his comfortable little dress which he suddenly loved and wanted to wear more than anything in the world.

Allie left and Davey took Susie to couch, turned on the TV and watched a little Sesame Street with his favorite baby. He sat 'Indian style' and held Susie on his lap bouncing her up and down while Elmo sang in his high, castrati voice. Eventually, all of his worries disappeared in Susie's giggles and smiles.
 
Chapter 11
 

Sunday afternoon rolled around and Allie had been extremely coy about what she had planned. Kari was very stressed about the impending reception. She'd gotten herself a new cocktail dress and shoes, but, not being real comfortable in these kinds of 'formal' parties, Kari was second guessing her fashion choices and creating a lot of stress for herself. By 1:00, Kari was getting antsy and started getting herself ready.

"Davey," she called out from the bedroom, "when is Allie coming over with your dress? I don't want to be late tonight!"

"She told me that she was coming over around 3:30 to do my hair and makeup. I think she'll have the dress with her."

Kari couldn't stop moving. She looked gorgeous in her new outfit, but whenever Davey tried to compliment her, she was more and more anxious about the time. "Will you. Please, call Allie and see when she's coming over? I want everything to be perfect tonight."

"She hasn't forgotten, Kari. She has to get things ready for Susie and her sitter. Then she'll come over."

Finally, at exactly 3:30, Allie came through the door with the garment bag. "Hi, ladies! Big day, huh?"

"Thank God! I thought you weren't ever coming over!"

Allie was already in her dress. It was a simple 'little black dress' thing - a sheath - and some simple jewelry to set off her beauty. She was sleek and understated and beautiful. "Oh, stop, now. We have plenty of time, Kari. Come on, Davey! We have work to do! Up those stairs, baby!"

Kari was barred from the bedroom until Allie was done.

At 5:05 Kari was yelling up the stairs. "Allie, are you ready? It takes a half hour to get to the university and I want to be on time!" Silence. "Is she ready?" Silence and then some feet shuffling on the floor. "Allie! Davey! What's going on up there? Are you coming or not?"

"Alright, alright!" Allie called down from the bedroom. "We'll be down in 5 minutes!"

The door opened and James came. "Everyone ready to go? I took Susie to the sitter and got the car washed. It's in the driveway and we're all set," he was wearing a very handsome blue suit similar to the suits he wore every day. Kari let out a little snort at the thought of how easily James must have made his fashion choice this morning. 'Any suit, any shirt, any tie.' And it all works so easily for men. She briefly wished that Davey was still Dave and could just get ready to go without all this production and drama.

She stormed away from the bottom of the stairs and grabbed her purse and shawl. "Jimmy, they have 2 minutes to get their pretty, little asses down those stairs or you and I are leaving without them!" she said through clenched teeth.

"Here we come!" Allie announced as she bounced down the stairs with a huge grin one her face.

"Where's Davey?" Kari demanded.

Allie posed at the bottom of the stairs as if she were Vanna White indicating the solution to a Wheel Of Fortune puzzle. "Ladies and gentlemen, I give you, my beautiful, little brother-in-law! All grown up and ready for her first day out as a lady."

Kari and Jimmy looked from Allie to the stairs and both let out a startled breath. There, on the stairs of the house was Davey dressed in a form-fitting black dress; beautiful, black lace around the shoulders and cleavage revealing perfect, soft feminine skin underneath with a skirt that hugged every curvy part of his hips and rear end. His perfect creamy legs seemed to go on forever and his tiny feet were in delicate, little open-toed, 4 inch black pumps. All of his soft hair was piled high on his head and cascaded down in little ringlets around his face making him look like a woman of 20 years old or maybe even a little more. Perfect eyes and lips were accented by little, dangling earrings that off-set everything feminine and perfect about this 'goddess' standing on the stairway.

No one spoke of even breathed for a very long moment until Allie finally lowered her arms and looked from Davey back to Kari and James. "Well? What do you think?"

Kari walked slowly over to the stairs and up to her perfect little husband/wife. When she was on the same step as him, she put her hands lightly on both sides of his chin. "David, you are the most breathtakingly-beautiful woman that I have ever, in all of my life, seen."

Davey blushed and smiled at her. "Thank you, Kari."

"No, thank you, Davey, for being who you are. And thank you, Allie, for... well, for this. For all of this" She giggled as she stared at Davey in complete amazement.

Kari turned and offered Davey her arm. They walked down the stairs together and headed out the door. Allie handed Davey his clutch as he passed her.

"I am the luckiest woman in the world," Kari whispered into Davey's ear as she held the door to the back seat open for him. Allie slipped in beside Davey and Kari and James buckled in up front. Allie smiled at him and he took her hand and gave her a big, excited and nervous smile back.

"Thank you, so much," he whispered to her.

"Any time, baby girl. I still want my baby sister back to play with at home, but it's nice to know that I have a lady-friend to go out with, too."
 
 
To Be Continued...

A Little Bit of Change: 4 Final

 

Davey adjusts to life as Kari's wife, but a social event to celebrate Kari's latest
professional achievement forces him to face the world outside of his home. With the
help of his sister-in-law and confidant, Allison, Davey has to work up the courage
to step through the door.

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Author's Note: This is one of my more twisted tales that I am showing you. I do hope you both enjoy this story and that I am, in some fashion, entertaining you as well. Please, let me know what you think about my story, both good and bad.
And also, please leave me a review! ~Clara.
 
This version of A Little Bit of Change - 4 Final has been updated with many corrections towards spelling and grammar.~Sephrena.
 
Image Credit: Image created through the use of ai at https://perchance.org/beautiful-people .~Sephrena.

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Chapter 12
 

The guests were just sitting down for the reception as they arrived. Many eyes turned to see Kari enter with Davey. They had gotten to their table and Kari was helping Davey into his seat when Davey heard a familiar voice quietly whisper, "Good, God! Is that David with Kari?"

"Shhhhh," came the response from the whisperer's neighbors.

Davey flushed with embarrassment. Kari pushed his seat in and sat down. She patted Davey's hand reassuringly and turned forward to hear the first speaker of the evening.

"Don't let it get to you, princess," whispered Allie. "I'm sure that they're just a little surprised to see you for the first time. Just do what I told you: Sit up nice and straight with your back touching, but not resting on the back of your chair. Smile a lot. Stay focused on Kari - remember, it's her day, so be her supporter. Ok? I'm here if you need me."

Davey smiled back and tried to relax a bit. Soon, things were just fine. Kari was in her environment, surrounded by fellow academics, and Davey was enjoying seeing her so happy.

After dinner was completed and awards given out, a small band started playing some ballroom dance music and James and Allie took to the dance floor. Davey looked around for Kari and saw her talking to a group of men from the history department over near the bar. Davey sat patiently for someone to return to the table. He told himself it was the polite, ladylike thing to do, but, in fact, the idea of getting up and walking around was terrifying to him. Here at the table, he felt safe.

"Hi, there, beautiful. You come here often?"

He slowly turned his head to see who had spoken to him and he saw the friendly face of Janice Chang, his family doctor and friend smiling down at him. He smiled back. "Hi, Jan. How are you doing?"

"How am I doing? Same as always, Dave, you know me! How about you? You seem pretty quiet over here. Why not say hi to everyone?"

"No. I'm ok here, really."

"David, don't be silly. You know almost everyone here, now, give me your hand," He did and she helped him to his feet, the little heels, still new to him, took just a second to balance on before he was comfortable.

Janice took in his entire appearance. The girlish shape, the firm, round breasts. The beautiful, wavy hair. The lacey bodice and form fitting skirt of the dress. The perfect makeup. She fluffed his hair just a little gave him warm, motherly smile.

"Come on, wallflower, let's go talk to some people."

At these affairs, it's usually the degree recipients chatting with each other, the academics all joining in smaller conversations more or less by their disciplines and then the wives all get together and talk, too. If there are academics with husbands, the husbands usually find a way to avoid coming - golf, fishing, basically anything they can think of to get out of a long, quiet get together. James and Allie always loved ballroom dancing, which would appear to be very out of character for James, but they do love it, so he was in his glory on the mostly-empty dance floor.

Janice led me to the area furthest away from the band where the wives had all taken up residence. Janice was, of course, a woman of notable academic achievement, but she was also married to the dean of the school of science and medicine, so she was comfortable in both worlds.

"Well, ladies, I'd like you all to meet my very good friend, David."

"Davey," Davey said almost impulsively. "It just seems more appropriate now."

"True. Ok, then, meet Davey. As you know, Davey is married to Kari and has been in the music department at the university for the last six years."

"Have a seat, Davey," Said one of the wives.

There were a few minutes of awkward silence while the wives all got used to how Davey appeared.

"So," said the wife of a man in the history department with whom Davey had a nodding acquaintance. "Are you experimenting with an alternative life-style, or what?" prompting nervous laughter from everyone. Even Davey let out a few nervous giggles.

"You could say that, I guess. It's a little hard to explain."

"Weren't you A LOT taller before, too?" the wife persisted, but in a friendly way that didn't come off rude at all.

"Yes, I was nearly a foot taller, before."

"So, something happened to you that changed your size and gender? What could cause that?"

"Davey," whispered Janice, "would you like for me to make a simple, discreet explanation for you?"

"Yes, please!" he whispered back.

"Here's what happened, ladies. Through a series of accidental events, Davey became exposed to very highly potent female hormones and fertility medication. It caused his body to alter severely, but, although he appears to be a female, his genitalia remains very much male."

"My, God," one of them said in an excited whisper. Then bringing her voice even lower, "You mean you still have a penis down there?"

"Yes," Said Davey, becoming very self-conscious.

"And these are real, too?" she asked, casually touching Davey's breasts. "This is amazing! This is the coolest thing I have ever heard of!"

Other women agreed and started talking freely around Davey.

"I have never really had any lesbian thoughts, but the idea of doing it with a beautiful man who looks and smells nice ... well, that is a cool thought!"

"Everything still works, I mean plumbing-wise?"

"Do you like looking like this? It's kind of nice being pretty, isn't it?"

"Is the sex better, now - I mean, is it more gentle? Less manhandling involved?

"Imagine if I could get Steve to take these hormones! I would love it! Let him see the world from the 'other side'"

"Oh, wow! That would be cool! I can see Dennis little and in a dress! That would be SOOOO much fun!"

"Janice! Can you get us these hormones?" several asked, only half-joking.

Janice snickered in response. "Sorry, girls. Not possible. Technically what happened to Davey is impossible, but his particular chemistry combined with the processing system through which he received the hormones and 'voila!' A miracle of modern science that can, most likely, never be replicated."

"Aww."

"Davey, are you enjoying your dresses, now? You have to admit, they're a lot more fun than just wearing pants everyday."

It went on this way for the rest of the afternoon, until Kari came over and interrupted.

"Mind if I steal Davey, ladies? I thought it might be nice to have one dance before we leave."

She reached down and offered Davey a hand. Davey, stood, smoothed his dress, said his goodbyes and then Kari put her arm around his shoulder and led him to the dance floor.

When they arrived, she spun him around once and then took his left hand and put it on her shoulder and took his right hand in hers and they began to sway together to the music.

"Do you mind if I lead?" Kari smiled down at Davey.

"Not at all. I think that, maybe, I will have to get used to following a little more, now."

Kari's smile got broader and she hugged Davey in closer. He rested his head on her soft, broad shoulders, the feel of her breasts rubbing softly against his, the smell of her musky perfume and his flowery perfume blending into an intoxicating potion that was overwhelming. He closed his eyes and let Kari guide him. As the sax player finished a long, soft solo, he began to play the song's melody. Kari knew the words and sang along so sweetly and quietly that it was like a lullaby. "Someday, when I'm awfully low, when the world is cold, I will feel a glow just thinking of you and the way you look tonight. Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm and your cheeks so soft, there is nothing for me but to love you, and the way you look tonight."

Davey was in another world until he felt a tap on his back. He opened his eyes to see James smiling at them. "May I cut in?"

Davey, as if waking from a dream, stood aside so that Kari could dance with James. To Davey's complete astonishment, James reached down and took Davey in his arms, pulled him in close and started to dance. Davey, who was already way off balance, just followed James' lead.

After a few moments, James leaned back just a little, released Davey's left hand and swept some of Davey's hair off of his face and tucked it behind his ear. Davey, still confused, looked up and saw James smiling down at him.

"You know, Dave, I know that we were never really friends before. I don't know why, but I always felt like you were kind of stuffy when you were a man. Now... things a really different. I want you to know that I know how much courage it took for you to get all dolled up for Kari, today. If I had been in your situation, I don't think I could have done it."

Davey was really moved by James' words and smiled back at him. "Thanks, Jim."

"You know," James continued, "I was glad that Allie was going to have Kari to be with when the baby came, because I work all the time, but as things have turned out, having you - well, the NEW you - has been tremendous for her. Every day, all I hear about is the baby and Davey. 'Susie did this and Davey did that.' You're like her little sister, now and I could not be happier for her. I was feeling bad for you, though. I knew you were overwhelmed with the changes, but all the dresses and stuff - well, I thought you must have hated it. Until today. When I saw you come down those stairs looking like - well, like this, I thought, 'That's not my brother-in-law. That's a beautiful young woman.'"

Davey was confused, but he knew he meant it as a compliment, so he smiled and couldn't help but blush a bit.

As the music stopped, James pulled him close for a final hug and surprised him by giving Davey a soft kiss on the top of his head. There was nothing sexual at all in it. It was more like and affectionate uncle kissing his niece. Then, while still holding him close, James whispered, "If you ever need me, I'm here for you, princess," Then he released the hug and held Davey at arms length. As tiny as Davey felt when Kari held him, he felt three times smaller looking back at James. He was so surprised by James' sudden kindness that he was completely speechless, so he just smiled back at him. He didn't even feel the tear rolling down his cheek.

James reached out and softly wiped the tear away and said, "I see Kari by the bar with the dean. You go get your purse at the table and see if you can find Allie - she may still be in the ladies' room. I will meet you guys at the bar in five minutes."

And he walked away, leaving Davey to try to organize his thoughts and feelings. Yes, this was one more emasculating experience - one of a hundred that he'd had in the last few weeks - but he felt nice, too. Warm and protected. And loved. Not like Kari's love, but as if he was more a part of his own family - the family he had, until recently, felt he was the patriarch of - than he had ever been before.

When he could think again, he realized that he was just standing there, smiling. So he did what James had told him to do and five minutes later all four of them were at the bar and ready to drive back home.
 
Chapter 13
 

When the car pulled up into Allie and James' driveway, Davey was absolutely ready for bed. He got out of the backseat and reached back in for his purse and the heels he had taken off on the way home. They said their goodbyes and Kari, still in her heels, put her arm around Davey's shoulders and they walked the couple of hundred feet back home without conversation.

They entered the house and Davey didn't even slow down, he just continued up the stairs. Kari locked up, set the alarm and climbed the stairs as Davey was turning on the light in their bedroom. Kari stopped in the doorway and watched Davey from behind as he unzipped his dress and pulled it over his head and laid it neatly on the bed. Kari saw the lacey black straps of his bra and the silky black material of his panties and half slip and she had to have him.

As Davey reached behind to unclasp his bra, Kari softly pushed his hands away and rubbed his shoulders, feeling the soft, feminine texture of his skin. Davey felt her touch and let her continue. Her caresses moved lower and found the back of his smooth half-slip and panties while she also bent down and kissed the back of his neck. The kisses burst like lightning on Davey's skin and he let out a soft moan.

Kari was getting hotter and hotter as she explored and kissed Davey. Then, so softly that Davey was surprised when he felt it, she slipped her hands into the bottoms of his bra cups and began massaging his breasts while pulling him as close to her as she could. Still wearing her dress and slip, she began to rub her crotch against Davey's back. As she continued her massage and her humping, both of them were panting and sweating.

Suddenly, Kari stopped and turned him towards her and they locked in a soft passionate kiss. Davey allowed Kari's tongue to explore as deeply as it could and he stood up on his toes to pull her rongue even deeper.

When they broke their kiss, Kari rose to her full height and smiled down at Davey who smiled back, hoping that they were not done for the evening. Kari stepped back and raised first her right foot and then her left and removed her shoes, placing them to the side. Then she reached up under her dress and pulled down her own black panties. Then she gently reached under his slip and removed his panties, finally allowing his penis to stand at attention.

Kari then gripped his shaft through the soft, cool silk of the slip and led him to the bed, where she sat on the edge of the bed, spread her legs and pulled him close. With Kari sitting, they were nearly the same height. Kari looked into his eyes and they could both see the other's love, lust, need. She smiled a wicked smile and said, "You are beautiful, Davey, and I love you. You know that right?"

"Yes," he whispered, although his attention was much more focused on what Kari's hands were doing to his groin than what she was saying.

"For the last few months, I know I have been treating you like a little girl - even when we've had sex. And you have to admit, the sex has been great."

It was true. Davey just nodded and closed his eyes to concentrate on other things.

"I really like you as my little girl, Davey. You are so pretty. But today you were my beautiful young woman and I love that, too. You are so gorgeous, Davey. So, so, so beautiful and I want to you to be both for me. Ok?"

"Ok," he whispered in his delirium.

"But, you know what else I want? Tonight, I want to you to be my beautiful little man. Can you do that for me? I want to spread my legs and I want my big, little man to climb up on me, let me smell your shampoo and perfume. Let me taste your lipstick. Let me feel your slip on your fanny and your bra on your breasts, but let me feel your big penis drive in and out of me. Can you do that for me, princess? Can you be my little, big man?"

"Uh huh," he responded, but knew that she would have to stop the rubbing soon if he was going to be able to be 'big' at all.

"That's my baby." And she released his shaft, pulled herself further back onto the bed, pulled her dress up to her waist and smiled invitingly back at Davey, who climbed, slowly but eagerly, onto the bed and in between Kari's legs. Even before the change, Davey had almost never taken the upper position when having sex. Kari complained that he was too big before and she felt crushed, so she was always on top. This was new and exciting.

He kissed the skin above Kari's small patch of pubic hair and then raised himself to enter Kari. He held the slip out of his way and slowly inserted his shaft into the only woman he'd ever known in this way. And it was different. Her lips gave way to his slow, gentle thrust and then enveloped him in her warm, damp embrace. He moved very slowly at first, much slower than Kari could possibly have done when riding him, and everything was silent except for the sound of Kari's stuttering breaths.

He closed his eyes and focused just on the feeling. His entire being was in his penis as he increased his speed and force.

"I am a man," he heard in his head. Then it began to chant in his head in time with his thrusts. "I am a man. I am a man. I am a man! I am a man!"

His head sagged down as he built momentum. "I am a man!" kept ringing in his head.

Then he opened his eyes and had to shake his long, wavy hair out of his way to see his own body. The first thing he saw was his breasts trapped inside his beautiful, lace bra, then the soft skin of his abdomen and the silky black slip bunched up where his body met Kari's.

He kept thrusting. "I am a man. I am a man."

Then he looked up towards Kari's face. Her head was thrust backwards in ecstasy. Her body was still clothed in her beautiful dress and made her look even bigger to him. He tried to reach for one of her breasts, but he couldn't reach that far and still keep the momentum going. He realized that his head barely cleared her stomach and he didn't stand a chance of reaching her breasts.

Kari reached down with one hand and laced her fingers with one of Davey's as she continued to writhe. Davey looked at the size of her beautiful, feminine fingers and how they made his look like a little girls' and for a moment, he lost his momentum and his erection faltered just a bit.

"I'm not a man," he thought. "What am I?"

"Don't stop, please," Whispered Kari between breaths.

"Screw it," Davey finally thought. "I am a man! I'm a man. I'm a boy. I'm a girl and I'm a woman. I am what I've become and I think I love it."

He was back to thrusting in earnest, feeling his breasts bounce up and down and the slip move like liquid across his bottom. The two of them became one in movement until they reached the most explosive orgasms of their lives. They collapsed onto each other and fell asleep in each other's arms.
 
Chapter 14
 

It was a beautiful, late summer day in September. Kari had gone back to school again and Davey was getting his daily routine under way. Last year at this time, he was having huge withdrawal issues as Kari went to work and he tried to figure out what to do with his sabbatical time. Back then, he was still finding his way in his new body, but now, a year later, he was confident and happy in his little dresses. He found that they were wonderfully comfortable for most of his activities and, what the heck, they made Kari happy. He had plenty of opportunities to get dressed up when he wanted to.

Developing a schedule, last year, had taken some time, but, of course, Allie had guided him. He spent the first couple of hours after Kari left working musical arrangements - which he was publishing with surprising success - then, Allie would come over with Susie for coffee at 10:15 every day. Most days, they would have an hour and a half together before moving on to their housework.

As last year's fall semester ended, Davey had to make a decision about the university. In December, he resigned. He was happy with things the way they were and both he and Kari knew that there were changes on the way.

See, those fertility drugs must have helped Kari's system, because, by late September, she announced that she was expecting.

Emma was born in May, just as Kari's semester ended, so they had the whole summer together, the three of them, before Kari went back to school. Not everything had gone perfectly for Kari's postnatal time with Emma, but nature has a way of making everything work just fine.

Davey was just setting the coffee out on the patio when he heard Allie come through the front door.

"We're here!" she hollered as she let go of Susie's hand.

Susie shouted, "Auntie Deedee!" and ran to give Davey a hug. Susie's vocabulary was growing by the hour. She knew everyone's name, all of her basic crayon colors and all of the animals in her barnyard book.

Davey knelt down to receive Susie's hug. "Oh, there's my big girl! How are you today?"

"Me good! Emma?"

And just as if it was a stage cue, Emma started crying from her cradle in the living room.

"There she is, now! And I think she's saying 'Hi' to her favorite cousin!" Davey stood and got Emma from her cradle, kissed her on her head and carried her out onto the patio to join the girls.

As they chatted, Emma got more and more fidgety.

"She's hungry," said Susie in her wonderful, little-girl voice.

"I think you're right!" smiled Davey as he laid a towel over his left shoulder and lowered the top of his dress exposing the cup of his nursing bra. He released his nipple from the bra and let Emma get started on her meal.

The feeling of connection to his child never got old. He felt her suckling throughout his entire body. It was exquisite and emasculating and wonderful. He closed his eyes as the feeling of feeding his child surged through him. When he opened them again, Allie was sitting on the chaise opposite him patting Susie's head. Both were watching Davey and both were smiling.

"It really is funny, isn't it?" Allie said. "I mean, Kari took all those hormones to help her to get pregnant and, obviously, they worked, but they made her lactate when I was nursing Susie and that's what caused you to change from big strong Dave to my pretty little princess. Then, when you and Kari have this beautiful baby, no milk from Kari, but, out of the blue, you start producing. Nature does have funny ways, doesn't it?"

"I guess it does," Davey smiled back.

As Emma finished up on his left breast, he helped her to his right to continue her feeding. Susie saw an opening on Davey's left side and skittered over to cuddle up with him and Emma.

"I like your pretty dress," Davey told Susie.

"You pretty, too! Yellow!"

"That's right, baby. My dress is yellow," Davey laughed as he wrapped his arm around Susie. He adored her as much as he did Emma. He kissed Susie's head and said, "Auntie loves you, baby."

"Oh, isn't that a picture?" Allie said and smiled and giggled. "My three, beautiful, little girls."

Davey smiled and enjoyed the moment with his babies cuddled up to him.

"You know," Allie said, "I can't imagine that Dave would have been as happy today as you are."

"I guess you're right. I couldn't be any happier than I am right now."

Emma was finishing up and starting to drift off to sleep and Susie was cuddling up even tighter.

"Auntie pretty," Susie said.

"Auntie's beautiful," corrected Allie. "Auntie used to be handsome, but now, she's beautiful. Someday, when you're bigger, I will tell you the story of how Auntie went through a little bit of a change and how that made her life better."

Davey laughed a little bit, then said, "That will be a good story. A true Cinderella story. It even has a princess."
 
THE END