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firmly extended. I had quickly grown addicted to this sensation of my budding breasts knotting in her fingertips. "These are becoming the prettiest breasts I've ever seen," Mary whispered while nuzzling my creamy bosom. Her slender arm reached behind me to unhook my brassiere.

In bed, the sensation of our equally feminine lips pressed together caused me such sweet torment. The feel of her dainty hands cupping and fondling my breasts--it was all so unbelievably erotic. Our soft cheeks together, our breasts and nipples brushing together collectively caused explosions of emotion. Our bodies lay pressed together. I felt the flatness between Mary's legs caress my own.

"Oh, Mary," I gasp. "I was thinking of how it used to be.

Her slender arms squeeze me toward her. "It's all right," came Mary's mellow voice, "That stage of you is gone now. . .don't be ashamed of your femininity. Let yourself go."

My life was becoming so different. I would see Mary off to work each morning in my pristine white morning gown, adorned with flounces of lace and pink silk rosettes. I liked not having to leave the house to work. I sometimes wondered what the guys at the office would say if they saw me now.

Surrounded by femininity made me cherish the common joys of life----something I'd miss as a man. I genuinely felt the joy of a summer day, a colorful sunset, flowers in spring, a new dress, a new hair style, a admiring glance from a stranger.

As the weeks passed, I had less apprehension about the effects of the hormone injections. The shedding of virility gave me a childlike changefulness. I had moods: sweetness, the look of innocent,

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vivacious flirting, a little mischief, and the freedom of emotion.

CHAPTER 10

A little over three years have passed since I became a housewife, and neither Mary nor I have ever regretted the change. We were always close to each other, but today, our relations are much, much closer than ever before, and certainly more satisfactory in every way. I have a beautiful wardrobe, a wonderful mink coat and appropriate jewelry to wear on every possible occasion.

Occasionally, I walk to my closet and run my hand over it's contents. It's jammed full of my dresses, my blouses, my skirts, and my high heels. My drawers are equally filled with lingerie: my brassieres--each with their own special purpose and a matching, pastel variety of panties.

My appearance, of course, has changed very greatly. I have lost some weight due to dieting under the direction of Dr. Welsh, so that now, Mary and I are approximately the same weight, about 130 pounds. My long hair now spills about my shoulders and I'm quite proud of my ability to style it.

The contour of my face has softened, and all facial hair has disappeared, thanks to the combination of the electrolysis treatments and the hormone therapy, which still goes on. We have added the use of pills with the injections to give me a natural female cycle. My shape now would never allow for male clothes. I now have a tiny waist that swells downward to my high, rounded bottom----a curvaceous womanly shape. It's remarkable how the fat deposits accumulated on my hips, buttock and thighs giving me the physique for carrying and