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The Boots

Part – 10, Resolution

We spent all weekend researching the procedures and processes in transforming a male into a female. The more we read the more I was horrified of what someone would have to go through. I had always thought it was a matter of a boob job, hormones, and a cut and tuck job.

What we found was far more involved. The worst part of it was even after you were done. You would have to spend the rest of your life wearing a butt plug in the front to keep it from closing. The chance for infection even afterward everything was healed was incredibly high.

We had just finished reading one of the medical sites of the process when Rebecca said to me, her face as white as a sheet, “I… don’t think I can do this.”

Having just read the same article I knew damn well I could not do it. “It’s ok baby, there is no way in hell I would do it. Frankly if you wanted to I would do my best to talk you out of it.” I shuddered at the problems that newly made women had to go through just to fit in.

I pulled her close and hugged her. “Hormones? If you want. A boob job? By all means. But that? No Rebecca.” I held her face in my hands, “Though I must say I am greedy, I love the feel of you in me and would hate to lose it.”

Rebecca smiled and hugged me tightly. “Thank you mistress. I was scared you were going to make me have the operation,” she said with her face buried in my hair.

The next month was a whorl wind of activity. It was a good thing that Jim had so much money squirreled away in the bank. Between Rebecca’s medical bills for the boob job and hormone treatments and the lawyer we blew through one hundred thousand dollars.

Everyone has a price and it seemed the lawyer’s price was almost fifty k. But when everything was done Rebecca had her legal name change and by the fact she still had male sexual organs we were still married. I will say one thing nice about the lawyer. Even though he was robbing us blind he was nothing but nice to Rebecca.

One side effect we found from Rebecca taking the hormones was that she would have a difficult time getting hard. But a trip to the doc for a prescription of Viagra solved that issue. With the exception of her having to take Viagra now and then, Rebecca bloomed and became lovelier each day. She is now the proud owner of a C cup and a twenty-two inch waist.

Well that is my story. What started off as a way to get my husband to drink less has turned into something totally different. I have found my true love and she happiness. Tonight is our third anniversary and as I sit here writing this Rebecca sits beside me reading along. Shortly, I expect we will take a bottle of sparking white grape juice and two glasses to the bedroom and celebrate. With that said, the only thing to add is, “Goodnight.”

Author’s epilogue:

In the course of writing I research what I am writing about. In this case I read extensively on sex change operations, transvestism, and multi personality disorders (MPD). Everything that I put in my stories is within the realm of reality.

In the future history series, nano technology and robots that look and act human are there. But with the exception of one rogue robot they all follow the three laws of robotics. Cars are controlled by a city computer while inside its area of control otherwise known as “the grid.”

In the vampire and succubae stories, I followed the popular myth of the rivalry between vampires and other forms of life. As for the Succubae, there are two ideas of the origins, one being the spawn of the devil and the other an immortal race. You can guess which one I went for.

The fetish stories, well, lets just say I have lived most everything I have written about and leave it at that.

This is the first transsexual story I have written and I found it to be an interesting write. To me, as a reader, I want to know the why behind the actions. This story is a good example of that. If I were to go and cut out all the useless dead wood and information this story would have ended up with about 10k less words. But I endeavored to dive into the mind of someone suffering from MPD. I have also tried to open the door and let you, the reader, see what is involved in a sex change operation and a tranny mindset.

Thank you for reading,

Kaereni

July, 2006