"How does it feel?"

"It's starting to feel really good. It's so weird being on top like this. How are you feeling? You don't feel any mood swings do you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know what the disclaimer said on the pill box. Female changees should discontinue sex if partners notice any actions overly driven by testosterone. Dominance. Aggression. Supposedly continuing could lead us to Role Solidification but I'm not sure what that even means. The package didn't say."

"Nonsense. I feel like myself. Except I have this beautiful cock."

"It's so big it feels like my pelvis is about to split in half."

"Oh, please. Those hips were made to give birth."

". . ."

"That does something to you doesn't it?"

"Yes."

"That's right. We aren't working with blanks here. The pills are the real deal. My ovaries have converted into testicles for the duration of the dosage cycle. They are filled with live ammunition."

"And my testicles. . . "

"They are astride your new uterus."

"And full of eggs."

"Just remember, you wanted to do this without protection."

"You're my wife."

"I don't see what that has to do with it. It's still dangerous. You never think things through."

"I wanted to feel it."

"I'll make you feel it."

Moan.

"So do you understand why your dad changed now?"

"Yes. Deeply."

"Are you still angry at him?"

"No. . ."

"How do you feel?"

"I. . . "

"I asked 'how do you feel?'"

"I'm sorry. . . Jealous. Your cock is making me feel so jealous of him. Of her."

"Is that why you are working it so well with your hips? Is that why you are moaning so loudly?"

"Yes. But I can't seem to help it. It feels so natural."

"I see. You do have a fine ass. I want to sink my teeth into it."

"The impacts course through me. And the way my tits are swinging beneath me is so nice. Honey, can I ask you something?"

"Yes."

"Are you liking being a man?"

"Yes. I love having a dick. I love fucking you. Being inside of you. Honestly you deserve it for your bad attitude lately."

"It was hard to see all the family changes. Dealing with my mom and dad as new people."

"But that's no excuse not to fuck your wife. You are the man of the house. You should trying acting like one instead of letting every bad mood sour your day. Your mom is more of a man than you are. It's obvious she fucks your dad's thick body everyday, multiple times a day. They can't stop touching each other when they are around. Hell I bet they are fucking right now. Your dad can't keep his thighs closed for one second.

"I'm sorry."

"Oh stop that right now. Don't apologize to me. It only makes you seem weaker."

"But I was just. . . "

"That's it! Turn over."

"What?"

"I said turn over. NOW."

"Okay. I'm turning over. You are being a little aggressive. What are you going to. . .oh fuck!!"

"I'm through with your excuses. Since you can't seem to step up. I'm stepping up and showing you how it's done. Do you understand?"

"Oh fuck."

"I ASKED IF YOU UNDERSTAND?"

"Yes! Yes! YES!"

"Hmmm. Are you liking this?"

"Oh fuck. Why am I shaking?"

"You're orgasming, honey. And you know what the box said. Those tend to cloud your judgement."

"Mmmm."

"You like it when your wife wears the pants, don't you? We're going to try something new for awhile."

"What? What 'something new'?"

"We're going to see if Arnie, Jr. wants to follow in the footsteps of his fem daddy Ana'stashya. It seems like you need the guidance. You've already been a financial planner, maybe you'd like to see what being a woman is like."

"Oh, god."

"Ultimately, it's your decision. But we're going to have to be sure you aren't lying to me or yourself. Now go upstairs."

"Yes. Go upstairs. And when you get to our bedroom I want you to bend over in front of the full length mirror and put your hands on the floor. Do you understand me?"

"Yes. I understand."

"I want your eyes open. I want to be certain you see what we have become. There will be no avoidance of the truth. Since I am now acting husband in this relationship, I'm going to take you to the edge of feminity so you can make an educated decision. Now go, Ana'stashya, JR. I'll be up soon. And you better be ready when I get there, do you understand. Hands on the floor. Ass up and ready to be mounted."

"You're getting me so hot."

"Is that a problem?"

"No."

.

.

"That's right. Eyes open. Look at yourself. What do you see?"

"You're fucking me."

"Who am I?"

"My wife."

"Wrong. Try again."

"Oh fuck. Do you have to be so rough?"

"Is it a problem?"

"No. I love it. It's just hard to think straight."

"I said 'try again'. Who am I?"

"My. . . husband?"

"Better. And what are you?"

"A woman."

"And do you like the woman you see in the mirror?"

"Don't make me answer that. I'm starting to like it too much I think. . . "

"It's only a matter of time before you have no choice but to answer it."