Anniversary Gift

After a few years of marriage Kate finally told me about her lesbian experience. She had attended an all girls high school so contact with boys was pretty limited. The combination of hormones and curiosity got the better of her so she spent a night with one of her dorm mates.

At first she was shy about sharing the details but I assured her that I would not be jealous. Kate explained that she and her friend, Stacey, were roommates freshman year and became close friends. By junior year they knew everything about each other, including their shared interest in the female body.

Kate said that it was a night of adolescent passion that could never be recreated. They were young and weren’t worried about what anybody would think about what they did.

I could tell it meant more than that to her. We had an amazing sex life yet I knew that Kate would give anything to have that experience again.

Our anniversary was quickly approaching and I was out of ideas of what to give her. Then it dawned on me. The X-Change pill had recently been approved by the FDA and countless people had experienced life on the other side of the fence.

After coming home from dinner and a few drinks we made our way to the bedroom. Before things got too far I told Kate to wait while I went to the bathroom.

“Going to slip into something more comfortable?” she asked jokingly.

“Something like that,” I replied with a smirk.

I dug my little stash out from the back of the bathroom closet. In it were the pills, a pair of black panties, and a tank top. I took the pills and stripped off all of my clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed the changes had started. My hair was growing longer and facial features becoming more delicate. My body hair was virtually vanishing and my chest began to swell.

I pulled the tank top over my head, brushing my nipples in the process. It was like a jolt of electricity was sent to my crotch. I was hard, but was no longer the decently hung man I was minutes ago. I pulled the panties on and tucked my hard-on into the top of the waistband. I watched as it steadily diminished until there was only a smooth mound where my bulge once was.

Long hair was brushing against my shoulders as my breasts filled out the front of my top. I looked in the mirror and a beautiful woman stared back at me.

“Are you okay in there, hun?” Kate asked from the bedroom.

Knowing a woman’s voice responding would only confuse her, I took a deep breath and stepped out into the bedroom.

I did my best to strike a sexy pose by pushing one of my hips out to the side and placed my hand on it. “Happy anniversary, gorgeous,” I said with my new voice.

Kate’s eyes widened and she covered her gaping mouth with her hands. She looked me up and down trying to take it all in. “Is that you?” she finally asked. I nodded, getting worried that she didn’t like my surprise.

She rushed towards me and kissed me hard. I wasn’t prepared for the feeling of her breasts pressing up against mine. Her hands were all over me. She ran them up the back of my thighs and squeezed my ass for all it was worth. She made her way up my waist and cupped my tits. That was when I first realized the sexy moans I kept hearing were coming from me.

I knew I was turned on but the familiar feeling of my cock straining against my pants was absent. There was an aching between my thighs. A need to be touched. A need to be filled.

Kate stopped kissing me and instructed me to lay down on the bed. I did what she told me. I felt so vulnerable and submissive. Kate had always been on the receiving end and was more than eager to do what I asked of her in bed. We were both loving the role reversal.

I lay on my back and waited for whatever happened next. Kate knelt down next to me and kissed me passionately, her hands continued exploring my new form. She squeezed and kneaded my tits causing me to moan while her tongue darted in and out of my mouth.

Kate yanked down the right side of my top and began to expertly manipulate my nipple with her mouth. I could only cry out as the wetness between my legs became impossible to ignore. I began to squirm beneath her until she reluctantly released my tit from her lips.

“Do you want me to touch your pussy?” she asked, reveling in every word.

I was caught up in the moment and could not deny that I needed release. “Please…..please touch me,” I begged her.

Kate’s hand snaked down my flat stomach and underneath the waistband of my panties. We moaned in unison when her fingers found what they were looking for. As she rubbed the soaking wet folds of my new sex, all I could do was writhe around while I experienced a pleasure I never thought possible.

I knew I had made Kate happy. I knew we were about to have the most amazing weekend of our lives. And I was about to know the mind-numbing intensity of the female orgasm.


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