54-TV FICTION CLASSICS

In Kelly's closet hung a new wardrobe, a gift from his rich aunt: Animal print dresses, paisley scarfs, bright blazers, sequined evening dresses, ski pants, cashmere sweaters, even a feminine cut man's suit.

All this must have cost money but I don't remember paying for it. My life was so homey and warm.

Kelly's drawers were filled with absolutely dazzling lingerie covered with satin and lace. One morning, he reached in and pulled out a "V" neck sheer bra in black and said, "I don't know what being a wife has done to me but we better keep it up, I'm almost a 'C' cup now."

As he positioned the cups over his womanly chest, he added, "My doctor says that if you and I have a child, he can give me medicine to make my breasts functional for nursing."

Was Kelly crazy? We couldn't have children. Maybe he meant adopt one?

Kelly couldn't seem to get enough of girl's clothing. Kelly was always wearing sexy low necked dresses with short skirts, long black coral earrings hung from his lobes.

A new glow appeared in Kelly's blushed cheeks and blue sparkling eyes.

We took more pictures for the department store, set scenes of Hawaii, of the breeze lifting his skirt or toying with his tumbling curls, there was a glow that made his femininity as dazzling as the colorful flowers that made up the background.

Kelly announced, "I can't believe I'm really married. I feel so different, I can't remember ever feeling like a boy with you."

What was strange, I couldn't remember Kelly the 'boy'. I tried to see the old Kelly with his boyish enthusiasm and zest. The boy was gone, in its place a vulnerability, sweetness and an eagerness to please. His voluptuous body in such contrast to a male's lean strong body. A radiant smile played on his full painted lips.

Why was this happening so quickly? So easily.

"ALL DOLLED UP" -55

A BUNDLE OF JOY

Kelly fixed a candle light dinner to tell me the exciting news... We were going to have a baby. I was shocked to speechlessness. Was Kelly crazy? He talked of his worry. His mother almost died giving birth to him. I humored him, there was no way he was pregnant.

It must have been eight months later but the time went by quickly. I walked into our nursery feeling joy. Kelly held up our infant and said, "Here he is, Bill Jr....7 lbs. 6 ozs."

Kelly sat down and opened his blouse. He was wearing a maternity bra with special underwire support and a detachable flap to open to the baby. Kelly easily detached the flap and I was shocked to see his breasts so swollen and full of milk. I gasp, "They're so big!"

Kelly smiled and whispered, "I've been taking a prolactin type substance and the doctor said they will probably stay large."

Kelly's nipples were especially large and looked sensitive. He confirmed it by saying, "They are very tender and sore from nursing. I have to lubricate them to prevent them from chafing." Kelly drew the baby to his white breast and the infant began to aggressively suckle. An expression of pain then delight overcame Kelly as he felt the baby nurse at his breast. He looked wonderfully feminine and maternal.

I don't know what the doctor had done or technically how all this happened, but I felt pride and love for my family.

Time flew until... Kelly was wearing a new cobalt blue chiffon afternoon dress with a short but full skirt, smart white shoes with three inch heels. His figure was perfect for the tight dress showing womanly curves, poised and proud. Yes the figure of a woman and a mother.

Kelly came to me and sat comfortably on my lap as the skirt of his dress arose, showing his smooth hairless fleshy thighs. His hips had widened into a shapely fullness flaring from a tiny waist. A bewitching fragrance floated in the air.