Sweet Reincarnation

This is really about us, I just want to tell our story. My wife and I have been married for a long time, everything is wonderful, we have adult children who already live on their own and ask us to live for ourselves. We are both 45, and full of energy. My wife dragged me to the gym, I resisted, but got into it, started feeling great. We left the apartment to our youngest and moved to the dacha, which was built to last. Morning jog and off to work. In sex, we have no barriers and give each other pleasure, but what Marina likes most is fucking me with a strap-on, and I understood that's what I look forward to the most. I go crazy when I see her breasts swaying as she fucks me, and this time I was

at the peak. "Do you like being a woman?" Marina asked while fucking me, I was lying in front of her with my legs spread. "Yes!" "I want you to become one. And this isn't a surge of passion, it's reality." She spoke very seriously and yet tenderly. All my passion suddenly vanished somewhere, I slipped out from under her. "How do you imagine that?" "Normally!! We'll do the surgery here and here," she pointed to the tits and everything. "Financially, we have enough, by the way, I earn more than you, you'll take care of the house." "Why do you want this?" "I want to give you female happiness, I see how you wait for me to fuck you, there's a lot of the feminine in you." "Nonsense." "Touch them," she took my palm and brought it to her breast. "Close your eyes and imagine it's yours." "Yes?" "Yes." "And now here," I put my hand on her pussy, stroked it as if it were my own. "Yes?" "Yes." "Do you want one like this?" "Yes." "I see you as her." Opening her eyes, she looked at me. "Do you want to?" My lips went dry. "Yes." Marina smiled. "I love you." "But what will people say, the children?" "So what, in public you're a man in pants, and the children will understand. Our daughter has already seen you in a thong when you were changing, you should close the door." "Damn." "Well, I told her, by the way she's for you." Marina found a doctor through acquaintances and now I'm taking hormonal medication for women, so my butt rounds out, it's hard to explain. We removed all body hair, my wardrobe gained a lot of women's underwear, creams, powders, and all that. Marina simply blossomed, I had never seen her like that. I started using women's perfume. And that's how I got caught because of them once. The car broke down. I went to work on the morning commuter train, packed, standing. I feel someone literally groping my ass. I turned around, a man about my age, a head taller. He acts like he doesn't see me, and doesn't remove his hand, his dick started getting hard. People are passing by, pushing, and he's pressing his cock against my ass. "Excuse me," he said to me. "It's okay," I said, while feeling such excitement with my ass. "You smell delicious," he whispered in my ear. "Thank you." "There are a lot of people at this time." "Yeah." "Maybe that's good," and he squeezed my ass with his hand. I gasped. He started breathing heavily. "Don't," I whispered, turning to him and started removing his hand with mine. He grabbed it. "You like it." "Hold my bag." For some reason I took it, he guided my hand into his pants. "Big?" I nodded and, stroking him, started jerking him off. "Good boy, you know how to give pleasure." He reached into my pants and stuck his fingers in my ass, I even rose onto my tiptoes. "Good, it's loose here, it won't hurt, stand like that." I froze and waited. People were standing tightly and couldn't notice, only the expression on my face. He positioned the head of his cock at the hole and, holding my hips, impaled me. "Come on, work it yourself," I started rocking, two stops and cum shot into me. My legs even buckled, I came with my ass. He slapped it and headed for the exit. "I need to get off here too," I followed other people, feeling ashamed. I told my wife, she was delighted. "You're not jealous?" "No, I'm very glad that men see the feminine in you." When we went to the doctor for a check-up, she was even surprised, after measuring my waist and bust, everything had increased. The areolas grew. She thought for a long time and asked a question. "Have you had sex with a man?" "Yes." "And he came inside you?" "Yes." "And you?" "Me too, just with my ass." "Ah, then it's clear, there was a hormonal surge. So we're going in the right direction. Yes, semen combined with the medication does its job." "And what now?" "Well, the more often, we might manage without breast surgery." Marina was jumping with delight. I couldn't get that man out of my head. "Do you want me to go with you?" "Where?" "To work, on the commuter train." "Probably, yes." "There he is," I saw him. "Go over." "Oh no." He saw me. "He's coming himself," said Marina. "Hi." "Hi." We looked at each other. "Off to work?" "Well, yeah." "Let's go." We got on the train, standing again. "By the way, my name is Zhenya." "Marina, Dima." We started talking, a pleasant person. "Marina, I know everything about you and I have nothing against it." Zhenya even fell silent. "Maybe we'll skip work and give ourselves a day off? Is it possible?" "Great idea," said Zhenya. We sat in a cafe and rented a hotel room. The threesome sex was top-notch. I liked licking his balls, when he was fucking Marina I was on all fours, Zhenya was fucking me, and I was going down on her. We started meeting periodically as a threesome, we like it. I started changing physically, learned a feminine walk. I like it. The three of us—me, our daughter, and my wife—went abroad, where I had the surgery, and now we're girlfriends. Zhenya fully handles both of us. We are happy.