For  Whom  the  bells  toll

                                                            by  Waldo

Introduction:



This little spin-off on the concept presented in the Stepford Wives
series and all of the spin-offs, will be very familiar to most readers.

However, I tried to put my twist to it, giving you what I hope is a
nice little story.  Be aware that it does not have any graphic sex in
it, so this may turn most readers off.  I was not really interested in
putting a moaning and groan section in here and just wanted a short
little (short for my usual stories) tale of a man and woman, going
through a major change in their lives.

The basic story is about a man who likes to abuse his wife (no violence
scenes) standing in court.  The judge doesn't like him, his attitude or
what he did; but there is not much that she can do.  Legally that is.
She sends the couple to a marriage counselor that has a few tricks up
her sleeve.

Waldo


1.  Chapter



The judge adjusted her glasses, took a deep breath and then said ``Mr.
Walker, please stand."

She watched as the man insouciantly rose from his chair and stood
beside his very attentive and formal lawyer.  For the last half hour,
she had ample time to observe his demeanor within her courtroom.  Her
personal opinion was that the man was guilty of abusing his wife who
was sitting at the other table with her lawyer.  But personal opinions
are useless in a court of law.

``Mr.  Walker, the purpose of this hearing was to determine if
sufficient evidence existed to warrant a trial for you on the charge of
wife abuse.  I have listened closely to your testimony and to your
wife's testimony and have reviewed what little evidence was presented.
Because there is no real evidence and it is an issue of your word
against your wife's word, I must dismiss the charges against you."

The man's face lit into a broad grin as he looked over at his wife who
was dabbing her eyes with a tissue.  The judge continued ``However, it
is the opinion of this court that there are martial problems that
require professional assistance.  I will dismiss the charges with the
understanding that you and your wife will attend six months of
professional counseling.  I am assigning you to use the services of
Miss Susan Johnson; who is a professional therapist.  I am very happy
with her methods and success rate in difficult marriages.  Case
dismissed."

As the judge's gavel struck the bench, the man turned to his wife and
said ``See you at home, dear." and walked out, leaving her sitting
there crying.  The judge had a hint of anger in her eye, but she was
very limited on what she could do within the legal framework.

                                 ******

Two days later, George Walker and Beth Ann Walker were sitting in the
office of Susan Johnson.  For the last hour, George had been his usual
obnoxious and very demeaning self-serving self; while Beth Ann had been
very cooperative and willing to participate.  Susan thought to herself
that George had also been guilty of the charges and she knew why the
judge had referred this couple to her.

It was time to sum the results of the first interview and to move on
the next case, but there were no results obtained as a result of
George's unwillingness to participate.  He did not care if his marriage
survived or not.

``You have a long road to travel before we can expect some results.
You must be willing to give and take," she said looking straight at
George.  ``Look at what you have.  You are a handsome, young man, with
an art business that you operate out of your home that is doing
fantastic.  You are in excellent financial shape for a twenty-four year
old man and are in excellent physical condition.  You and Beth Ann have
been married three years, have no children, and work together in your
art studio.  Beth Ann is an attractive twenty-three year old woman, in
good health, and is willing to do her part to make this marriage work.
Why won't you think about how lucky you are and work to save this
marriage."

George leaned forward and pointed a finger at the therapist as he
replied ``You are acting as if it is my fault.  Well, it ain't.  When
we got married, she used to do anything and everything that I told her
to do.  Since she started hanging out with this girlfriend from
college, she has become stubborn and don't give me the respect that I
deserve.  It is my house and I am the master.  I call the shots in my
business and in my marriage.  If she don't like it, then she can get
out."

Susan looked at Beth Ann who looked as she was going to bawl any
minute.  This man did not hesitate to intimidate his wife and acted as
if he enjoyed bulling her.  Susan picked up her calendar and wrote
something in it as she said ``I am sorry that you feel this way.  It is
going to make it difficult to try to save this marriage.  However, I
have some tricks up my sleeves and don't give up very easily.  I have
scheduled you and Beth Ann to come back to see me in two days from 1 pm
to 3 pm."

``Hey, I got things to do.  Why so soon?" George demanded.

``Because we have a lot of work ahead of us and must work out the
necessary changes."

                                 ******

George was sitting in Susan's outer office.  He was smoking, even
though he was sitting next to a No Smoking sign, knowing that it would
piss her off.  Beth Ann was in the therapist office, talking to her in
private, while he was kept out here, wasting his valuable time.

The hallway door opened and a couple entered the waiting area.  The man
sat down on the couch, while the woman bent over the magazine rack,
exposing her breasts with her low cut blouse.  From where George was
sitting, he was able to get a good look at the woman's boobs and a
smile crossed his face as he stared at her body.  She was an very
attractive woman and George was mentally undressing her as he watched
her sit down beside her husband.

The husband said ``How do you like my wife?"

George's attention was snapped back to reality and he looked at the man
as he sized up the man's physical ability.  Some husbands get jealous
very easy but this man did not appear to be pissed over what was very
obvious ogling.

``She's very good looking.  You are a lucky man." replied George.

The man looked George in the eye and said ``That was not my question.
Jane, show the man what you have between your legs."

The woman blushed and then uncrossed her legs, spreading them slightly
as she pulled her skirt up far enough so that George could see that she
wasn't wearing panties and didn't need a trim on the dark patch of
pubic hair.

The man smiled and said ``Good girl.  Now, sir, how do you like my
wife?  Especially the way that she is trained to obey me and to dress
for my pleasure?"

George gave a half smile as he replied ``We all should be so lucky.
But if she is so damn well trained, why are you sitting in a marriage
counselor's office?"

``Because I got royally fucked up by the court system and then got
lucky.  Six weeks ago, my wife and I were in court for an assault and
battery hearing, where we had gotten drunk and slapped each other
around.  We wound up getting an suspended sentence to come here once a
month for six months.  After my first visit here, I ran into an old
army buddy and he told me about his hometown in upper New York state.
You remember that movie about the Stepford Wives and how they turned
the local women into zombies controlled by the husbands.  Well, my
friend is from a town, where they do that.  She thought that we were
going to go on a month's vacation and we went up there for the last
month.  My buddy introduced me to the right people and one morning, she
woke up feeling and thinking the way that she is now.  They also did a
boob job on her while she was being re-educated.  For the last two
weeks, she can't get enough of me or do enough to make me happy.  She
dresses the way that I like my women to dress and she is more than
willing to do anything that I want, without any backtalk.  If I asked
her to, she would willingly give you a blow job because it is something
that I told her to do.  That is how much she is under my control.  We
are here today to show this old therapist bitch that we don't need her
treatments anymore and to see if we can get out of coming back.  Look
at my wife.  Does my wife look as if she is unhappy with me or our life
now?" he said.

George looked at the woman, who was clearly very devoted to her
husband.  If only Beth Ann was like that.

``Tell me more about this town." he asked, with a sly grin on his face
as he looked at the woman who was still sitting with her legs spread so
that he could stare at her bare pussy.

                                 ******

George was a changed man.  Or so he appeared to Beth Ann.  He had
become loving and soft to her again, ever since his private session
with Miss Johnson.  It was almost as if he wanted to change his
personality and try to make their marriage work.

He was so nice and kind to her the rest of that day, that she almost
slept with him in their bedroom again.  The next morning, he fixed
breakfast for them and volunteered to go grocery shopping.  Because he
was trying to make a fresh start, she had sex with him that night and
slept with him for the first time since he had beat her that night.

The next morning, while she was working on some invoices for their
business, a man came by the house to look at their pictures.  While the
man was friendly, there was something about him that Susan didn't like.
Especially when George gave him almost five thousand dollars of their
artwork.  She didn't want to cause an argument, but she knew that they
could not afford to be that generous to a stranger.  George left with
the man, taking the artwork in the van.

She was lying in their bed that night, waiting for George to come back
home.  When he did come in, there was just a trace of perfume on him.
He went into their bathroom to undress and she could see him in the
hallway mirror.  He appeared to be wiping something off of his cock
using a washrag.

She turned over and laid there as he slipped into bed and quickly fell
asleep.  She slipped out of bed and retrieved the washcloth that she
took to the bathroom downstairs.  The washrag had traces of red
lipstick on it.

                                 ******

The last week had been rough for them.  George was trying, but she
didn't trust him anymore.  And he wanted her to pack up and go out of
town with him.  She finally gave in to his demands and packed a
suitcase of her clothes.

He drove them to a small town in upper New York state that wasn't even
on the map.  It only had two red lights, a small downtown business area
and some residential area beside a small lake.  And there was a private
country club.

The wife of the motel owner was working the desk when they checked in.
She was one of the most beautiful women that Susan had ever seen.  The
woman's makeup and her coiffure was perfect, with every strand of hair
in place.  Her body was very shapely, with large breasts, thin waist,
and proportional hips.  She was wearing high heels, a red silk
tankdress, cut low to expose her nice firm breasts, and a mid-thigh
length to show off her shapely legs.  It was almost as if a model had
been hired to work behind the motel desk.  Her husband came out of a
back office, introduced themselves as Bob and Margaret Hughes and
welcomed them to the town of Bellwether.  Margaret invited Susan and
George to join them for dinner after they had checked into their room.

George carried their luggage into their room and they relaxed until it
was time to join the Hughes for dinner; who lived in a house next to
the small motel.  At the specified time, they knocked on the door and
were greeted by Margaret as if they were old friends.  Margaret had
changed clothes into a black smocked tank top over a full flowing
skirt, with a long side slit.

While Bob and George sat in the den, drinking beer, Beth Ann followed
Margaret to the kitchen.  As Beth Ann walked through the house, she saw
that the house was immaculate.  Margaret was preparing steaks,
potatoes, peas, home-made bread, and salad for dinner and cleaning up
her also spic-and-span clean kitchen as she cooked.

Beth Ann did not know how Margaret found time to do the housework and
to take care of her personal appearance at the same time.  As Margaret
finished dinner, they talked about recipes, and the new fall clothes
that were being stocked in the stores.  Margaret was very interested in
the latest fashions, but Beth Ann did not have much knowledge of
fashion trends.  Margaret was the one directing the topics being
discussed.

Beth Ann helped Margaret set the table and the men joined them in the
dinning room.  During dinner, the Hughes discussed how they had moved
here two years ago and fell in love with the town.  They had lived in
the city and didn't like the lifestyle.

After dinner, they sat around and talked.  Margaret took Beth Ann
upstairs to show her the house.  While they were in the bedroom,
Margaret had Beth Ann sit down in front of a make-up table and Margaret
brushed Beth Ann's hair as she talked about a local friend that owns
the beauty salon.  When they came downstairs, Beth Ann's hair had been
put up into a different style than the one that she usually wore every
day.  And had worn since high school.

Back in their motel room, George was unusually horny and they made love
several times during the night.  It relaxed both of them and for the
first time in several months, Beth Ann thought that their marriage
might have a chance.  As they laid curled up in each other's naked
arms, George talked about how nice this town was.

The next morning, Bob picked up George and took him golfing; while
Margaret took Beth Ann with her to her gym.  Although Beth Ann worked
out occasionally, it was nothing compared to the workout that Margaret
put her through.  When they entered the gym, Beth Ann was amazed at the
sheer number of attractive women in the gym.  While the women were
different ages, everyone of them were in tip-top shape, wore beautiful
work-out outfits, and their personal appearance was flawless.  Margaret
introduced Beth Ann to all of the women and they were so friendly to
her, it was as if they were old friends.  She met the Mayor's wife, the
doctor's wife, the dentist's wife, the real estate broker's wife, the
pastor's wife, the owner of the local supermarket's wife and several
other women.  Beth Ann noticed that not only were the women friendly
and attractive, but every one of them had a very vivacious personality.
It was not like her gym back home where most of the women were sullen,
different body shapes and kept to themselves.

After working out and going back to the motel to clean up, Margaret
picked up Beth Ann to show her around the town.  Margaret had changed
into jeans and a dark blue silk poet's blouse, with full ruffled collar
and low v-neck; while Beth Ann was wearing a T-shirt and slacks.  The
first stop was at Margaret's best friend's place which was the local
beauty salon.  As Beth Ann had observed in the gym, everyone in the
salon was also very attractive and meticulous about their appearance.
While they were sitting in Jenny's private office, Jenny showed Beth
Ann some things that she could do with her hair.  Jenny had one of
those video cameras where they took a picture of you and then modified
the pictures to show what the person would look like, with different
hair styles and colors.  When they left the salon, Beth Ann's hair was
brushed and styled, her face had been made-up and her hands had been
treated to the first manicure in months.

At lunch, the girls met the guys at the golf course and ate lunch.
George was very complementary to Beth Ann about her appearance.  While
they were eating lunch, the mayor dropped by and invited them to a
party that night.

Beth Ann was hesitant to attend the party because she had only brought
casual clothes with her, but Margaret offered to lend her one of her
dresses.  The dress was Beth Ann's general body size, but because it
was low-cut in the front and back, she had to pad her bra to fill out
the front.

At the party, everyone was so friendly but Beth Ann felt that something
was wrong.  The women were all attractive and so much alike.  It was
almost as if the same woman had been duplicated many times, with only a
slight facial change.  While the women were varying ages, all of them
took care of their very shapely bodies and dressed as if they were
Hollywood stars.  There was not a single fat woman or sloppy dresser
there.  They all did everything that they could, to be as attractive as
they could be.  And they were all so attentive to their husbands.
Although Beth Ann was an attractive woman, she felt like she was the
``ugly duckling" at this party.

That night, George was horny again.  As Beth Ann laid in bed curled up
to him, she thought about how relaxed both of them felt in this little
town.

                                 ******

The mayor picked up George for their morning golf game.  Margaret,
Jenny and Beth Ann were going to go shopping in the big city that was
about twenty miles away.

The mayor drove George to the golf course, but they went into the main
building.  George followed the mayor into the conference room where
about twenty of the local men were waiting.  Most of the men had been
at last night's party and had met George there.

``Well, George, what do you think of our little town and our wives?"
asked the mayor.

``I love it here.  And I get so horny from looking at your wives, that
I can't wait to get Beth Ann back to the motel room and fuck her brains
out."

The mayor smiled, know what George was feeling, as he responded ``We
voted last night to let you move here.  And to let you and your wife
join our little club.  We are ready to proceed if you are."

George's face lit up with a broad grin as he nodded ``yes".

The mayor continued ``Our procedures are simple.  You bring her out
here for lunch.  After lunch, she will feel sleepy and will want to lie
down.  When she falls asleep on our couch, we will take her downstairs,
undress her and restrain her to a surgical table.  We will connect her
to some I.V.s and prep her for her first surgery.  Then we will wake
her up.  You will stand beside her and explain to her what is going to
occur to her.  You will tell her how she is going to be changed.  She
will naturally resist and call you all sorts of names, but that helps
you with the decisions that you have to make.  The first surgery is
simple.  We imbed a small transmitter in the nape of her neck, next to
her spinal column.  We also do the first breast implant, in the case of
small natural breasts such as your wife.  Then we do any facial surgery
that you have selected.  I think that you have chosen nose reduction,
lip surgery and cheekbone implants for her.  We have the pictures from
the beauty salon and have made the same changes to those pictures so
that you can see what she will look like.  After the surgery, she will
sleep for about a week in our re-education lab; while her body quickly
heals.  While she is sleeping under the influx of our hypnotic drugs,
we will give her commands to change her personality and attitude.  She
will become your little love slave.  She will want to look as
attractive as she can for you.  She will want to do or think whatever
you command.  You see how our wives are.  For the first several weeks,
she will have some doubts and confusion.  But after the last time that
you fuck her at night, you will command her to wear her training
earphones to sleep.  The training earphones will re- enforce the basic
training that we initially give her.  At times for the first couple of
months, she will occasionally appear to be a little stiff or robotic,
but that quickly wears off when the commands are no longer direct
orders, but part of her normal thinking pattern.  Our wives will help
her adjust to her new lifestyle.  Do you want to proceed?"

``Yes.  By all means, yes." George replied.

``We will do it tomorrow.  Have a good last night with her because in
one week when the new Beth Ann wakes up for the first time, she will be
a completely different person.  And so will you, with the new Beth Ann
as the wife of George Walker."
2.  Chapter



George was extremely horny that evening.  While Beth Ann was showering
before dressing for dinner with the Hughes, George joined her in the
shower.  And after dinner, he took her straight home and had sex with
her four more times before breakfast.

At breakfast, he discussed with her, how much he liked it here and
wanted to move here.  She held his hand as she listened to him talk
about what they could do here and how they could make a new start in
life.  She liked what he was saying and also wanted to try to make a
new start.  A new life for both of them in Bellwether was what both of
them needed.

                                ******

She felt so dizzy and felt so strange midway through lunch.  She just
wanted to lie down and relax.  George helped her up from the dinning
room table and back into one of the club's private rooms where an empty
couch looked so inviting.  As George eased her onto the couch, she
looked up into his smiling eyes.

She knew that she was asleep, but it was a weird sleep.  She felt as if
people were carrying her, undressing her and doing strange things to
her body.  Then she felt a needle stick her and something warm flowing
through her body.  As the warmth eased through her body, the cloud
eased from her mind and she opened her eyes to see a bright overhead
light.  George was standing beside her.  She tried to move, but
couldn't because she was secured to the bed with straps.

``What happened?" she asked.

George looked down at her naked body and said ``Today is the start of a
new life for you and me.  I brought you to this town for one purpose.
They have a little private club within the club here, which we are
joining today.  Did you notice how the women are so attentive to their
husband's every little need and how the wives take such good care of
their husband.  Every one of the women has been through the same
treatment that you are getting ready to go through.  You are going to
get new boobs.  And you will like them.  Remember how I asked you to
have a boob job when we first got married and you turned me down.  And
while they are doing your boobs, your nose is going to be reduced, some
cheekbone implants will be inserted and your lips will be modified to
be fuller and more pouty."

Beth Ann was straining against her bonds and had a terrified look in
her eyes.  George kept smiling as he continued ``And while you are
recovering from your surgery, you will be re-educated as to your only
purpose in life from now on.  You will become my willing slave and sex
partner.  You will want to do whatever I command.  Whenever I command
you, you will obey.  If I tell you to have sex with a stranger, you
will do it willingly, because you will like to follow my orders.  You
will give me sex whenever I want it and how I want it.  You will follow
me around like a little puppy, wanting me to do whatever I want to do
to you.  You will keep my house clean for the first time in your life.
You will fix yourself up and look as attractive as you can be.  No more
sitting around the house wearing baggy old sweats or wearing most of
those out-of-date clothes that you like.  You will become the perfect
wife."

The doctor walked up to the bed and pulled a strap tighter as Beth Ann
strained against her bonds.  The doctor injected something into her arm
and she immediately relaxed and fell asleep.  As the doctor wheeled his
patient into the operating room, the mayor joined George.

``Do you have any regrets about doing this to her?" he asked.

``Not a bit.  I am looking forward to what she is going to be from now
on and what she will do when she wakes up." replied George.

``That is what we thought that you would say.  The hormones kick in
quickly and her new over active sex drive will be the first thing that
becomes very evident.  Well, it is time for the next step of our little
transformation process.  Come on up to the bar and join me in a
celebration of your new life drink."

                                ******

The Walkers entered Susan Johnson's office with George holding the door
for Beth Ann to enter.  Beth Ann was wearing high heels, skin tone
pantyhose, a tight mini-skirt, and a low v-neck silk blouse, showing
off the cleavage of her new full firm breasts.  She was not wearing a
bra and her large breasts were jiggling under the blouse as she moved,
with her nipples poking through the delicate fabric.  Her hair had
changed color and style from her normal mousy brown straight locks to a
more in-style curly honey-blonde with highlights.  Her face was
expertly made-up, showing off her sultry eyes, the pouty voluptuous
glistening lips and very feminine high cheekbones.  Around her neck was
a small golden necklace and hanging from her newly pierced ears, were
long dangling gold earrings.  Her long fingernails were manicured and
the fingernail color matched her lipstick.  Her face was glowing with
exuberance and a radiance could be felt from her natural, vivacious
personality.  She carried herself with a style that she knew she was
beautiful and proud of it.  Anyone looking at her for the first time,
would think that she was an model or actresses.  The strong sensual
smell of her new perfume trailed behind her as she walked very sexy to
her chair and moved it so it was close to George's chair.  As they sat
down, the therapist stared at Beth Ann's new appearance, remembering
the mousy young woman that she had last seen.  Then Susan turned her
attention to George.

``Mr.  Walker, let's get the formal discussion out of the way.  Your
petition to cancel the remainder of your court ordered therapy sessions
is in front of me.  Why do you request that I approve it?" she asked,
staring straight at George.

``Miss Johnson, as you can see, my wife and I have resolved all of our
difficulties.  We moved from our city residence to a nice house in the
country.  We have found new friends that we share common enjoyments
with and have adapted to a new life in suburbia.  My wife has adopted a
new attitude about herself, about me, and about our marriage.  Now she
allows me to be the boss, while she takes care of me and the house.  As
you can see, my wife is now very happy with her new life, her new
appearance, and our marriage.  Our sex life is wonderful and we do not
see any way in which we could improve our marriage."

Susan looked at the attractive smiling woman sitting beside her
husband.  The woman was radiant, and attentive to what her husband was
doing.  With one hand, she was holding her husband's arm as if just
touching him gave her satisfaction.

``Mrs.  Walker, you look very beautiful.  But how do you feel?" she
asked the woman.

Beth Ann smiled a big beautiful, honest smile and brushed her back with
her hand as she replied in a strong vibrant voice ``I am very happy
with our current life.  I love my husband with all of my heart.  I
could not live without him and want to spend the rest of my days taking
care of him.  I know that he loves me and will take good care of me.
We are over our former problems and only want to live our new life."

Susan stared at Beth Ann for a moment, who was smiling and looking back
at her.  Beth Ann looked happy and under the circumstances, the
petition should be approved.

After Susan signed her name to it, approving it, she said ``I would not
recognize you as the same couple that sat in those chairs two months
ago.  I am very happy that everything worked out for you.  Everyone
that the judge and I have sent up to Bellwether for the treatment has
been satisfied with their new life.  Was the process painful?"

George looked at her and softly said ``That day, when I sat in your
office and you described what could occur, I did not think that what
you were suggesting would be possible.  Yet, when we finally went up
there, met the Hughes and all those nice other people, I saw that it
might be successful.  I carefully examined Margaret who had been
through the treatment and saw that she was happy with her life and was
making Bob happy with his life.  Margaret had gone through the process
almost two years before and had lost some of the robotic motions that
Beth Ann is now doing.  I know that in a couple more months, what Beth
Ann is saying and doing, will become second nature to her.  She accepts
her bedtime medicine and sleeps with her earphones on.  When she wakes
up every morning, she is happy with who she is and with being my wife.
She cleans our house, cooks, and works out at the gym to keep her body
looking nice for me.  She thinks of new ways to please me and to
satisfy me.  My sex life has never been this wonderful.  We have sex at
least two to three times a day.  As you can see, she has adapted quite
well to maintaining her new looks and appearance.  She threw away all
of her old clothes and bought new clothes that fit and show off her new
breasts.  For the first time since birth, Beth Ann is acting like a
woman and showing off her very female body and likes it.  Even her
mother was pleased with the changes when Beth Ann and I visited her
last week."

Susan looked at Beth Ann and smiled at her.  Then she said to George
``Thank you for having that discussion with that man in my waiting
room, while I had his wife back here.  I am sure that your little
discussion and Beth Ann's demonstration of your control over her, will
help that couple to also make up their minds."

George smiled and responded ``That was what got us up to Bellwether in
the first place.  Having her demonstrate her willingness to obey me and
expose her body to a complete stranger convinced him to go up and check
out our little town.  Glad that we could help."

``And now a last question?  Her thoughts and memories were modified,
but your thoughts and memory have not been modified.  How do you feel?"

George looked at Beth Ann and said ``Go get me some coffee, please."

Beth Ann smiled, stood and walked out of the office.  They both watched
the new sexy way that she walked and looked from the rear.  After she
was out of the office, George took a deep breath and said ``It was a
difficult decision.  I really wanted to back out and run away because
it was a life changing decision.  Once made, I knew that I could not
back out.  I did not know if I would be able to accept the changes that
I would have to adapt to for myself or that I wanted to force the
changes on my spouse of three years."

``What caused you to make the decision and to continue with the
transformation?" she asked.

``It's hard to describe the feeling that I had when I looked up into
his eyes.  I was lying there naked, strapped to the hospital gurney,
and he was standing over me with that nasty smile, telling me what evil
things he was willingly going to do to my body and my personality
against my personal desires, I knew that I had to go through with it.
When the doctor secretly woke me up back in the operating room and
asked me what my decision was, I only had one answer.  Yes to the body
exchange with my husband.  Then when I saw his unconscious naked body
wheeled into the operating room, strapped to the other hospital gurney,
I knew that I had made the right decision.  The body exchange was not
that difficult."

``How did you feel?" she asked

``It felt funny afterwards, being taller, broader, hearing his voice
when I spoke, seeing his face in the mirror, having to learn how to
shave my face without cutting my throat, and having a cock between my
legs.  I had always been able to sleep on my chest with my small
breasts; so becoming completely flat-chested was not that much
different.  It felt good to be larger and stronger.  I miss some of the
flexibility that I had in my former body, but I quickly got used to
being a man.  Bob and the rest of the men were very supportive and told
me what they did to adapt to their new masculine identities, male
bodies and new lifestyles.  Bob taught me how to stand, walk, and dress
and how to treat a woman.  Especially a woman that had been
conditioned.  Bob even lent me Margaret who pretended that she was my
wife for the week that Beth Ann was being reeducated and I was her
husband.  By the end of the week, I was very used to being a man with a
submissive and horny, loving wife.  I was very satisfied with what it
was like to have sex as a man with a woman.  Margaret helped me adapt
to the dominant personality that I must have with Beth Ann.  And then
when the new Beth Ann woke up for the first time, with her new
thoughts, new memories and desires, she seemed so normal and I felt
normal being around my former body, in my new body."

``It's a wonderful story.  I am glad it is working for you and her.
She looks so good.  Were you surprised at how attractive she is?"

``Yes, she is beautiful.  The doctors were good and the small changes
that they made to the face, really made a difference.  There is very
little scar tissue on her body and all of the surgery looks normal.  As
for her mental conditioning, she acts as if she has always been a woman
and has no memory of ever being a man or being born as George Walker.
She only has the memories that we gave her.  She thinks that she has
always been Beth Ann and I have always been George.  Margaret and Jenny
helped her learn how to apply make-up and to fix her hair."

Susan nodded and said ``We would have honored your selection of the
options available.  When the doctor woke you up, he asked you to make
one of three choices.  Did you want to continue living your life with
no changes?  Or did you want the changes that George had ordered for
you, accepting the fate that he had ordered for you; to live as his
slave?  Or did you want to exchange bodies with George and have the
changes that George requested for you, imposed on him in your old body?
We have never had anyone pick either the first or second choice.  As
you can see from watching your loving wife, it was the best thing that
could happen to her.  The old George was a son-of-a-bitch."

Beth Ann walked back into the room, carrying a cup of coffee, which she
handed to her husband, before taking her seat beside him.  As she
crossed her legs, she gave a nice smile to Susan.

Susan said ``And how do you feel?"

Beth Ann looked at George and patted his hand as she softly replied ``I
am a woman in love with my man.  I am very happy with how he takes care
of me and treats me.  I will do anything I can to make him happy and to
remain his wife."

Susan looked at them and said ``Please come back and see me when you
are in town.  I would love to have you over for dinner."

As the couple stood up to leave, Beth Ann reached out and grabbed
George's hand.  He held her hand and led her out of the office.  After
they shut the door behind them, Susan folded her folder and put it in a
little small file cabinet behind her.  Also in the file cabinet, were
folders for the Hughes, for the mayor, for the dentist and for just
about every couple that lived in Bellwether.  It was a growing little
community with so many people with common backgrounds, with room for
more nice couples such as the one that was just assigned to her today.

The End