Fabricated lie

I woke up feeling different, like my whole life has been a lie. My wife was out of town, staying with my inlaws. Somehow, I felt like she wasn’t really my wife. I know, I had been married for 6+ years, but still, everything seems a fabricated lie.

I looked at my face in the mirror, and although it looked familiar, I still felt something was wrong. I kept looking at my reflection, I was in some kind of trance. My eyes piercing at my mind. Seconds later my face started to reshape, becoming feminine. I started to shrink. And in a matter of minutes I was looking at a woman’s reflection.

It felt right. Like I had been her before. “Audrey” I said, realizing I knew the woman’s name. I looked at my hands, then my breasts, and my pussy. I took some clothes that belonged to my so called wife and put them on. I walked to the balcony and looked at the city. I felt the wind on my hair. Although it was a cloudy day, it was still a hot day. My memories were coming back, but they were certainly a bit scrambled.

I took a deep breath. And as I did, I remembered I was married, someone had transformed me into a man and erased my memories. “My family must be worried” I said. I quickly called them. “Hello?” It was my husband’s voice, “Honey, help me! I don’t know where I
am” I told him. He was so glad to hear my voice after so long.

I escaped, and after he wired me some money, I flew back home. It was great seeing him again. I kissed him, and he kissed me back. My 6 year old baby was now a 2 year old boy.
I was so happy I was back. We had sex that very same night, and I got pregnant again.

Years later, I started to have the same feeling again. What if this is the lie, and my former male life was my real life? Guess I’ll never know.


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