A Husband Changes

I did as she said and followed her into the bathroom. "I'm going to shave your legs for you to show you how to do it. We can't have all those long hairs poking through your hose, can we? From here on though, you'll have to do it for yourself."

Expertly she shaved my legs and rubbed in some cream. I stood up to admire myself in the full-length mirror on the door and Anne said, "You have great legs for a girl." I kissed her.

In the bedroom I pulled on the pantyhose again. It was a lot easier this time without all that hair getting in the way. I pulled on the panties and slipped into my new high-heeled pumps. Stopping only to admire myself in the mirror, I sallied forth into the den where Anne was waiting. I started, for she was standing there wearing exactly what I was wearing! She had merely taken off her dress and bra. I hadn't realized that the shoes she had picked out were exactly the same as the pair she was wearing!

"Twins!" she exclaimed, hugging me tight and mashing her breasts against my chest.

"Not quite," I replied, "but close."

"You're right," she said, reaching up to play with my nipples. "Your hair is too short and these are tiny. We'll have to see what we can do about both those things. How does my bisexual man feel now that he's becoming a woman?" Of course she knew all about my sexual proclivity as she too was sexually involved with members of her own sex.

"I love it," I replied, "What do you think about it?"

"I love it too," she said, "In fact, I have had fantasies about it ever since you told me you were bisexual. I have always wanted to have a man who was as comfortable with his own sexuality as you are, and someone who was willing to experiment with new and exciting things. And as a woman you will be able to develop your cocksucking expertise from a different perspective, although according to Bob, you don't need any instruction in that department."