Halloween 2005

by Jennifer White

 

"We've already talked this over, and we decided we're going to the party!" said Christina, who was getting upset at her husband. They always argued about silly things like this, and there was just no talking sense into him.

"You agreed that *you* wanted to go to the party. I never said I would go! Costume parties are stupid. I'm not a child anymore, you know."

"You act like one sometimes. What's wrong with dressing up, going out, and having fun? It's Halloween!"

Brian just folded his arms, and said nothing. She hated it how he would be so quiet when he was mad. He never expressed his feelings. And his poor communication skills led to these arguments.

"Well, if you're going to be like that, I'll just go and have fun by myself. I bought a costume and everything. Of course, you were supposed to buy your own, and I bet you didn't."

Silence. Typical.

 

Christina shrugged her shoulders, and went about the business of putting on her costume. She had found a really cute one, as a fairy princess. It had wings in the back, glittery, silver, and shaped like those of a butterfly. The top showed off her impressive cleavage, while the bottom consisted of glittery tights, and a poofy short skirt. Silver high heel shoes completed the look, which was at once sexy and cute. There were also some accessories: molds to put on her ears to make them look pointy, a tiara for her head, and a magic wand with a star on the top.

"Come here and look at my costume!" she yelled.

Brian returned to the bedroom, and smiled when he saw her.

"That's sexy" he said.

She could see the bulge growing in his pants. He came up to her, put his arms around her, and started to kiss her. His hands moved down to her butt.

"Brian!" she said. "We're getting ready for the party. You're not getting me tonight, if you're going to have that attitude of yours. You need to do some work here too, if you're going to get the girl."

 

Brian stepped back, and folded his arms again. A defensive posture. Even the promise of making love wasn't enough to get him to quit being stubborn, and go with her to the party. Yes, she wanted to go and have fun, but she also wanted to be there with her husband too. She loved him, and wanted him to be a part of the fun things she did. But here he was, being completely uncooperative.

She sighed, resigning herself to the fact that she'd be going alone tonight. She pointed the wand at him and spoke.

"I wish you'd quit being so stubborn, and agree to go with me tonight" she said. "I wish you'd change your mind, and get into the spirit of things."

 

"Okay!" said Brian enthusiastically. "I'll go!"

Christina was surprised to hear this from him. He had to be playing a game with her, being sarcastic.

"Come on, what can I go as? I didn't buy a costume you know."

 

Oh, so that was it. He was going to pull that one. He didn't have a costume, so he couldn't go. Christina scanned their walk-in closet. What could she dress him up as? A businessman? That wasn't much of a costume. He wore that all the time. But then she had an idea. Something to put him in his place, if he was going to play games with her.

"You're going to go to the party, as a business *woman*" she said, as she pointed the wand towards him, like an accusing finger. "Now go shower, and shave your legs, so you'll look good in pantyhose."

 

She was a little surprised as he scurried off to the shower. She thought he was mocking her. Maybe he would actually go now. But she didn't think he'd ever follow through and shave his legs. But she kept on digging through her closet, pulling out things to make an outfit for him.

Christina had gained a lot of weight when they were first married, but she had worked hard to keep it under control. She had plenty of old clothes she no longer wore, which were too big for her now. They might be a little small for him, but that wouldn't be too much of a problem.

She went to the mirror, and touched up her makeup. She used lots of silvery glitter on her face and eyelids.

 

A few minutes later, Brian returned from the shower. She was surprised that not only had he shaved his legs, he had also shaved his chest and under his arms! Maybe he really was getting into the Halloween spirit now. It was time to start dressing him up now. This would be interesting, to say the least!

"Here's your panties" she said, handing him a pair of shiny red ones she no longer wore, because the elastic in the waistband was losing it's ability to snap back. He put them on without protest, which was somewhat of a surprise to her. He normally resisted if she tried to select an outfit of *male* clothes for him! So this was a pleasant surprise.

She also had a matching bra which was getting frayed, so it was time for it to go. She put it on him, and adjusted the shoulder straps. Then she stuffed it full with old socks from the mismatched ones in the back of her drawer. Again, he didn't protest, which she thought was strange. A man letter his wife put a bra on him?

 

Next, Christina had pulled out an old corset she had used when she was getting a little too heavy. It would help hide his little beer belly, and it would keep his fake boobs from sliding all over. With the socks being so light, she was sure his bra would ride up during the night. It would look funny for him to be constantly pulling it down! The corset was the type with molded cups at the top, which would be perfect for the job.

She decided that it would look funny to put him into pantyhose with the corset, so she decided to go with stockings instead. She found some dark stockings, with a sexy garter belt which he had given her years ago. She wore pants most of the time, so it was rare that she had used the stockings.

Now with those in place (again with no protest from him), she had him put on a half-slip, followed by a pencil skirt she no longer used. It was dark blue, perfect for the look of a businesswoman. It was a tight fit, but the corset controlled his tummy enough to get it on. She zipped it up in back, and smiled at her handiwork. The corset even gave him a little bit of curves in his hips. making the skirt look just that much better on him.

She put him into a white blouse, with long sleeves and frilly cuffs. It was supposed to be poofy in the arms, but with his larger size, it ended up being just a bit tight. That wasn't a problem, but the jacket was. He was just too big to fit into her jacket, even though it was a couple of sizes too large for her now.

She was disappointed. It would have been a much better outfit with the jacket! But she decided that it would look good to put a men's tie on him. She picked out a thin blue one, and tied it around his neck.

 

"Come on Brittney, lets put on your makeup" she said.

"Brittney?"

"Yes. That is your name. Now that you're a *woman*."

He giggled, which completely surprised Christina. Giggled? Brian? Mr. Serious?

She sighed. Maybe he really *was* getting into the spirit of things. Maybe she was just over thinking.

"Lets make you look pretty" she said.

 

Christina put down the wand, and started to apply makeup to Brian's face. It would take a lot of work to make him look pretty! She started with a heavy coat of foundation. She exaggerated with the other makeup, laying it on far more heavily than she would for a woman. She really did up his eyes, to try and take attention away from his other manly features. She did his lips in a sparkly pink color, to match hers. And then she did his nails.

He had bad man-nails. How could guys not take care of themselves? How could they let their nails look so bad? She did a quick filing job on them, then applied two coats of bright pink nailpolish. She picked that color because she was running out of it, and she didn't care if the last of it got used up. After it dried, she applied a topcoat, more out of habit than necessity. He only needed it for the one night. But with the glossy finish, nails always looked nicer.

 

Now his hair was another story. He usually wore it in a part, and it was too short to do very much with. She used some gel to try and give volume to his hair. And on the side where he parted it, she used a pretty barrette, with a yellow flower on the top.

Christina had dug through her drawers to find a few more things. She had a sterling silver chain bracelet, which was too loose on her wrist. She was able to get it onto his, although the frilly cuffs mostly hid it. Her largest ring she never wore barely fit over Brian's little finger, but at least it went on!

She put a necklace on him, with a dangling heart at the end, which was encrusted with glittery red fake jewels. The also had matching clip-on earrings, which she never wore because they weren't her style. But they were a gift, and she had found them hard to throw away.

She looked at Brian, and was pleased with his transformation. Now there were just a couple of things left to do, before they left for the party. First of all: shoes.

 

"How am I ever going to get your feet into my shoes?" she said. "Well, we've got to try."

She went to the closet, and picked out an old pair of pumps she no longer wore. They were kind of out of style, but she kept them because she knew that one day the "retro" look would come around again. She peeled back the tissue paper, and took them out of the box they were stored in.

"I wish we could get these onto your feet" she said, handing them to him. She was amazed that after an initial struggle, they did go on! Christina shook her head. How had she managed to get him into his outfit? All she needed now was to give him a purse, and they were ready to go. She took out a knockoff pink Prada purse she had bought in London, and he was done.

 

"Come on Brittney, lets go to the party!" she said.

"I'm ready" he replied, teetering a little in his heels.

She pointed the wand at him, and spoke.

"Now I want you to remember that you're going to this party as a woman. I expect you to act like one. No guzzling beer with the guys, and ruining your makeup. Okay?"

"I promise" he said meekly.

"Last time we went, you got drunk and embarrassed me. Promise me that you'll be a good girl."

"I'll be a good girl" he replied.

"Very good. Now lets go."

 

* * *

 

The arrived at the party, and walked in the front door, arm in arm. Christina rang the doorbell, and they were greeted by their hostess, Christina's friend Emma.

"Jack, come here and see how cute the Langes look in their costumes!" she called out to her husband.

Jack came to the door, and winked at Christina.

"And who is your pretty friend?" he said.

"I'm Brittney" replied Brian, in a soft tone of voice.

Jack laughed. What a wuss. Christina must really have him whipped. He would *never* go out like that, not even to a Halloween party. He told them to pose for a picture.

"We're having a contest. Now lets get a shot of you two girls."

 

Christina and 'Brittney' put their faces together and smiled for the camera. They walked into the party, and started to mingle. Brian either didn't seem to hear, or was good at ignoring all the snickering from the guys, who were all dressed as football players, policemen, doctors, firemen or other macho themes.

 

"I can't believe he'd dress up as a chick!" whispered Mark.

"Yeah, what a wuss. I bet he does that at home with her" replied Bob.

"She must make him her maid, and he does all the housework" added Bill.

The guys all laughed as he went by. But Brian didn't show them any reaction at all. Christina was proud of him, how well he was staying in character, chatting with the women at the party, instead of congregating with men. When the guys decided to get a poker game started, he even stayed out of that!

 

After a couple of hours flew by, chatting with the girls, Christina looked down to see Jack and Emma's cute little daughter Courtney. Christina had baby-sat for Emma over the years when she was stuck, and they were fairly close with little Courtney.

"Aunt Christina!" she said. "You look very pretty. I just love fairies!"

"Thank you Courtney" she replied. "You make a wonderful princess."

"I'm Aurora tonight" she replied.

"My favorite" said Christina.

 

"I can tell that's you, uncle Brian!" the girl said, turning her attention over to him.

"I'm not Brian, I'm Brittney" he said in a perky voice.

"You're pretty too" she said.

"Not nearly as pretty as you!" he replied cheerfully.

 

Christina smiled. How wonderful this was. Normally, Brian didn't like children, and he merely tolerated little Courtney. But tonight, he was acting like a woman, being kind to the child.

"Aunt Christina?" said Courtney.

"Yes?" she replied.

"Can Uncle Brian... I mean can Brittney come play with me?"

"Sure!" she replied.

Christina pointed her wand at him.

"Go ahead and play with Courtney" she said.

Brian responded with a smile and a nod.

"Come on! Let me show you my dolls!" said Courtney.

"That sounds fun!" replied Brian, enthusiastically, taking her hand.

 

Christina smiled as he walked off with the child. What a change for the better! Maybe dressing him up like that had brought out something that was always inside of him. The way he was willing to play with the child was wonderful. Maybe he was finally ready for starting a family, something she had always wanted, but he was against.

 

* * *

 

Christina looked around for Brian, but he was nowhere to be seen. She had really let the time go, chatting with her friends. She went up to Courtney's room, to look for her husband. There he was, sitting on the floor, holding a doll in his hand, as he played with Courtney.

"We're playing house" she announced.

"Are you having fun sweetie?" asked Christina.

"Oh yes!" replied Brian, much to her surprise.

"It's getting late honey. We need to say good-bye to Jack and Emma, so we can leave."

"Okay" said Brian.

 

"But I don't want her to go!" whined Courtney.

"Sweetie-pie, Aunt Christina needs to work tomorrow. You can play with 'Brittney' some other time."

Courtney came over and gave Christina a big hug.

"I love fairies" she said. "Can I have your wand?"

"Sure" said Christina. She was done with her costume. She'd never need it again.

Now the girl went over to Brian, and hugged him too.

"Oh Uncle Brian, that was so much fun!" she said.

"I had fun too, pumpkin" he replied.

"I wish you really were Aunt Brittney, so we could always play together" she said.

"Goodnight Courtney" said Christina, pulling her husband out of there by the hand.

 

Hand in hand, they walked through the thinning crowd of guests, who were in various stages of getting drunk. Now the party wasn't nearly as fun, and Christina knew it was time to go. They said good-bye to the hosts, as they walked out the door.

 

"She sure did a good job with his outfit" said Emma. "He looked pretty convincing as a woman."

"I never knew he was like that" said Jack.

"Like what?"

"The kind of guy who would dress like that. What a wuss."

"Jack! That's not nice. Maybe next year, I'll have *you* dress up as a woman!"

Jack snarled. *That* wasn't going to happen!

 

* * *

 

Both Brian and Christina were tired after the long hours of talking. She turned on the radio, and they rode home in silence. In the dim light with the occasional brighter area from the street lights, Brian almost looked pretty. By the end of the night, he was doing very good with keeping himself in a feminine posture. In the dim light, he almost looked pretty.

Christina shook her head. She must have had too much to drink, if he was looking pretty to her now! She concentrated on the road, until they pulled up in the driveway. She decided that Brian must be drunk too, since he was acting so funny. Normally, he would have wanted to be the one who drove home. But instead, he just went to the passenger seat.

They walked into the house. bleary eyed from the long night. Christina went upstairs, and he followed her up. They got to their room, and started to undress. Christina was ready to help out her husband, since he had never been in all those female clothes before. It would be funny to watch him struggle to get out of his corset, but she was so happy that he had been so willing to act properly all night. She just wanted to help him.

Brian took off his blouse, and then his skirt. Christina smiled as he hung the skirt back on the hanger it had come from, instead of just throwing it in a pile on the floor, as he might usually do. After he took off his garter belt and stockings, she went behind him, and helped remove his corset. Then she undid his bra. She waited for the pile of socks to fall to the floor, but there weren't any.

She was puzzled, to say the least!

 

"What happened to all the socks?" she asked.

"I don't know" he replied, still using his soft "Brittney" voice.

Brian was turning around to face her. Christina's face suddenly went white as a ghost, as she started at him.

"Oh no!" she said.

"What?" replied Brian, in that same soft voice.

"You've got boobs!" she said, covering her face with her hands, as she stared in shock.

Brain put his hands on them to feel them. They were large, firm, and about the same size as hers. But his hands also horrified her. They were small, like hers! The bracelet was still on his wrist, but now it hung loose. His arms were smaller. His wrists were smaller. His hands and fingers were smaller. And he had big boobs now, like her."

"It feels good to get them out of that corset" he said. "It's so restricting!"

Christina was reeling from the shock. She felt like she was going to pass out. She was staring at him now, between his legs. It was his panties. They were laying *flat* against him.

"You're a woman..." she gasped.

"Of course I am" he replied. "Honey, what's wrong?"

"Brian! You've become a woman, and you're asking me what's wrong?"

"I'm not Brian" he said. "I'm Brittney, you silly. Are you feeling all right?"

 

Christina was trying to clear her head, and think! How was this possible? She pinched herself, and felt the pain, so it wasn't a dream. It was reality. Brian had become Brittney, which was impossible! but it was true. He had one of her nighties on, and he was taking off his makeup now, just as if it was something he did every day.

She tried to think back over the night. Had this all happened at once? Or had it been gradual? When was the first time he had shown signs of actually being a woman? He had been *acting* like one all night since she had first asked him to. But he certainly was still a man when they arrived at the party.

Then something dawned on her: when she had first told him that he was going to dress up as a businesswoman for his costume, he had accepted it, just like that. No argument, as she would have expected, and no fuss. In fact, when she had told him that she wished that he would get into the spirit of things and want to go with her, had had done so quickly.

She had thought he was mocking her, but in fact she now realized that his mind really had been changed, just like that. In fact, everything she had told him all night, he did. Maybe, somehow, the costume she had contained magic powers. Maybe for that night, she had the powers of a real fairy!

No. It couldn't be. Had she done this to him?

 

"I wish you'd go back to being your normal self!" she intoned at him.

"I am my normal set honey" he replied in his female voice. "Now why don't you get out of your costume, and get ready for bed. You look tired, sweetie."

 

It didn't work! No! Why wasn't it working now? Then it dawned on her: the wand! It was the wand! When she had told him things before, he had just done them. But now, it didn't work, without the wand. And what had Courtney wished for when she was holding the wand? She had wished that he really was a woman. The power had to be in the wand! And inadvertently, the little girl had changed her husband into a woman!

Christina started to cry. This was all her fault. She was the one who had made him dress up. And she had told him to go play with the little girl. In a way, *she* had done this.

 

"Honey, what's the matter?" said Brain. "Why are you crying? Come here, and give me a hug. I love you, and you were the prettiest woman at the party. I am *so* glad that you chose me as your wife."

 

Christina needed to get the wand back. But it was very late. Emma and Jack would be asleep by now. She couldn't just come over there, wake them up, and ask for the wand back. As much as she hated the idea of it, she was going to have to wait until first thing in the morning.

She held back the tears as she took off her costume and her makeup. She put on a nightie, and then the cream she used on her face every night. She noticed it wasn't in the spot she had left it. Brian must have applied it to *his* face too!

She climbed into bed with him, and he wanted to snuggle. It felt so alien to her, to be snuggling with a full grown woman. Brian felt so soft now, so curvy. They fell asleep in each other's arms, with Christina having uneasy dreams all night long.

 

* * *

 

In the morning, Christina got up early. She got dressed quickly, after making her face and hair look somewhat presentable.

"Where are you off to?" said Brain.

"To see Jack and Emma. I left something over there last night."

"Oh, they are such a nice couple. And that Courtney is as cute as a button! Let me go with you."

"No Bri... Brittney. Look. The house needs to be vacuumed. Can you do that for me, while I'm gone?"

"Of course sweetie" he said.

 

Good. That would keep him busy. Christina fumbled with her keys, as she got in the car. She drove as fast as she could, without making herself a target to get a speeding ticket. She was glad that Emma was at home cleaning, since she had taken the day off to get the house in shape after the big party.

Emma of course wanted to chat, but Christina was nearly frantic now. She found an excuse to ask for the wand, and to leave right away. She hurried home again, pulled in the driveway, and almost ran into the house. There was Brian, wearing one of her old housedresses, humming as he was dusting the ledge.

"I did the vacuuming" he said, "but it was a little dusty in here."

"Very good" said Christina.

 

She took a deep breath. She hoped that this would work.

"I wish that Brain was his normal self again" she said, pointing the wand right at him, as she had done the previous night. But nothing happened. He was still dusting. He was standing with such a feminine posture! The tears started to well up in her eyes again.

"I wish you were my husband!" she said louder, pointing the wand at him.

Brian walked over to her, and put his hands on his hips.

"I'm not your husband" he said firmly, in his female voice. "I am your *wife*."

 

It had no effect on him! The wand didn't work anymore! A cold shiver went up and down her spine. Today was November first. What if the wand only worked on Halloween? What if there really had been magic in the air on that special night? That would mean.... that he was stuck as a woman forever now! And she was stuck with a wife, instead of a husband. It was all her fault.

"You look *so* pretty" said *Brittney*.

It was hard to accept that she had a wife now. A wife that wanted her in bed. Brittney was hugging her. And her hands started to roam all over her body, just as they had when she had been her husband.

"I want you" said Brittney.

 

Christina felt so guilty about what she had done, that she had no choice. She would let her new *wife* have her way. She would let Brittney seduce her. They were soon kissing each other, and Christina was amazed at how tender Brittney was. She was a much better kisser than Brian had ever been! Brittney seemed to know her way around the female body. She was touching her in ways that Brian had never dreamed of.

Almost against her will, Christina was feeling turned on now. She started to return the favor by touching Brittney in the places she knew would arouse *her*. Soon, they both were completely excited and aroused. Brittney was sucking on her nipple, and it was amazing!

Now when Brittney used her hands to pull her legs apart, Christina gave no resistance. She laid back and moaned, as Brittney put her head between her legs, and started to use her wonderful tongue on her clit. Now Christina was moaning with pleasure. A new wonderful pleasure, her husband was never able to make her feel. It kept getting better and better.

 

An hour later, when they were done, Christina's world had been rocked. She held Brittney close.

"I love you *so* much" she said.

"And I love you" replied Brittney, giggling.

 

Christina laid there, thinking that it wouldn't be all bad to live like this. She'd never have those typical male-female arguments again. Brittney was completely in love with her, and could give her undreamed of pleasures. Plus, Brittney liked to cook and clean. And she was great with children.

Almost against her will, Christina realized that she was madly in love with her wife. In fact, next year at Halloween, she might not even try to use the wand on Brittney. She decided that she liked her the way she was now, and that even if she could, she would never change her back....

  

  

  

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