The New Bride (To Be)

by Jennifer White

 

I was so excited. It was finally my wedding night. Michelle, my bride-to-be was a real hottie. She had insisted that we didn't have sex until we were married, so that made me doubly anxious! I couldn't wait to get those panties off of her, and get into her sweet pussy. And tonight was the night.

I went through all the crap with a wedding. Picking flowers and all that junk that the girls get so excited about. Whatever, I say. Just get all the ceremony and stuff over with, so we can get on with it. The good part.

I stood there waiting at the altar for her, and when I saw her, even I was amazed. With her hair up, and her white dress, she looked so lovely. Her friend Olivia was her maid of honor, and she was quite a babe too. But even she couldn't hold a candle to Michelle.

We said our vows, and then the party started. As with any wedding party, it seemed at once to take forever to get done with, but it also went by in a flash. All I know was that when we were finally done, and we headed to the honeymoon suite of our hotel, I was stoked.

I walked into the suite with her, with the hugest smile on my face. I had waited years to get into her pants. And tonight, I finally would. I was so excited, that I was already getting hard in my pants, even before she started to undress for me.

We took off our clothes, item by item. When she was down to just her garters and stockings. I was in my boxers, which were making quite the 'tent', I can assure you! She removed her garters, and let her stockings fall to the floor. She pulled them off, and now she was completely naked before me.

I removed my boxers, and I felt like I was in a daze. I was standing naked in front of this perfect woman, and she was my wife now. I was in awe of her. She almost seemed to be shimmering in a glow of soft light. I looked at her with total love and admiration in my eyes.

"Kneel down, my love" she said.

I found myself doing what she asked, without thinking. I just got on my knees in front of her.

"Stay" she said.

Why did she tell me that? 'Stay' was a command you give to a dog, not to your husband. What was going on? I found myself frozen, unable to move. It was as if my legs were made of lead, and no effort on my part could lift them.

"What's going on?" I said. "What are you...."

"Shhh" said Michelle.

Just as with the way my legs stopped responding to my brain when she told me to stay, now my mouth became quiet, and I could not speak. I could only watch helplessly, as Michelle went to the bathroom door. She opened it, and out walked Olivia.

Her bridesmaid was in the room with us! And she was seeing me kneeling mute and naked. I was unable to move. She walked over to me, and looked me up and down. She grabbed my still-enlarged manhood with her hand.

"He'll do" she said, nodding her head.

I wondered what she meant by that. What was going on? I was so upset and confused! I felt like crying, but I couldn't even do that. I was completely stiff now, unable to move. I watched as Michelle walked over to the edge of the bed, sat down, and spread her legs wide open.

"You want into here, don't you?" she said, smiling.

I would have nodded if I could have, or said yes.

"Now watch" she instructed me.

That was all I could do. I watched as Olivia undressed, and walked over to Michelle. Olivia was very sexy too, with her long blond hair flowing, now that she had let it down. She kneeled in front of Michelle, and moved her mouth towards that spot in between her legs.

I could only watch as Olivia went down on Michelle, and started licking. Her hands were up on Michelle's perfect, large breasts, cupping them, pinching the, caressing them. She was doing all the things to them that I had been dreaming of for years. The things I had waited so long for! I was completely powerless now, watching another woman have sex with my new wife!

"You wish this was you, here between my legs" said Michelle, as she put her hands onto Olivia's head.

"Yes" I replied, surprised that I could speak again.

"With all your heart, you want this to be you. You want to be the one going down on me."

"Yes" I said again.

"Then tell me your wish. Out loud, in your own words."

"I wish that I was the one going down on you."

"Very well" she said. "Your wish is granted."

She pointed at me, and suddenly, everything was different. I felt the warmth of her legs as my head was buried in them. I tasted the sweet juices of her pussy. My hands were on her wonderful breasts. It was heavenly! Somehow, she had changed things, and now *I* had *my* face buried into her.

Michelle's hands were on my head. I felt her running them through my hair. But as she moved them, there was more and more hair to run them through. Well over a foot of it. That wasn't right! I had a half inch long hair....

Suddenly I realized the truth. I took my hands off her breasts, and touched myself. My skin felt soft and smooth, with no hair. And my skin could feel not only the fingers touching it, but long fingernails as well.

My head started to spin again. I was the one with my head buried in Michelle's pussy all right, but I was *Olivia* now! I had become her bridesmaid. Her best girlfriend. A *female*.

I touched myself on my chest, and I was horrified to discover that I had boobs there now. That meant that *I* had a pussy too now, just like her! This was so awful! No! My eyes looked up at her with a sense of total panic.

"Get on the bed" she said. "Lie on your back, and spread your legs for me."

I found myself doing what she asked, without thinking. How did she have such control over me? How had she made me switch bodies with Olivia? How was this even possible?

Michelle put her hands on my breasts, and the nipples responded by getting hard. She touched them gently, and I suddenly felt a strange tingling between my legs. She was kissing me all over, and I felt something else down there: I was getting wet. NO!

Michelle kissed me on the lips, and it was magical. I just melted. She moved down, further and further, until she was on her knees, and her face was just in the right spot. I looked down at her, over my new boobs, and towards the little neatly trimmed rectangle of pubic hair that I had. She stuck out her tongue, and licked me.

I wasn't used to having a labia. I wasn't used to feeling it turning pink, as it engorged with blood. And I certainly wasn't prepared for the sensations as she started to work me with her tongue.

How can I explain what my first female orgasm felt like? It built up slowly, and I was just overcome with pleasure as it bloomed inside me. It hit me like a wave, and I was trembling inside and out as it passed through me. I felt like I had lost control of myself, and all that mattered was the pleasure I was feeling.

"You like that, don't you?" said Michelle.

"Ooohhh" was all I could reply. I wasn't able to form words with my mouth yet. I let out another low moan, as she caressed me, and her hands worked their way up to my breasts.

"Do you want to feel that again?" she said.

"Oh yes!" I replied, my horror of having become a woman temporarily banned from my mind. The overwhelming pleasure was so much that I couldn't think about anything so unimportant as the fact that I wasn't myself anymore.

"Good" she said. "Close your eyes."

I of course obeyed her, unable to even *think* of not doing it. With my eyes closed, I could feel her body heat, as she stood there between my legs. Then I felt something touch me between my legs. Something that was working its way up into the slit between my legs. She was putting her fingers into me!

My mouth gaped open as she slid them in deeper and deeper. She teased me, not penetrating very far, making me *want* her to go deeper inside me. I had such a wonderful feeling from having something inside me there. Words couldn't describe the inner satisfaction I felt at that moment.

Then I felt her grab my breasts. Not softly and gently like before, but roughly. I felt uncomfortable for a moment. Why was she suddenly being rough?

"Open your eyes dear" she said.

I did, and I was stunned at what I saw. It wasn't her holding my breasts, it was my old body, with Olivia in it. And it wasn't Michelle's fingers that were penetrating me: it was the pens from my former body.

I was a woman, and I was getting laid by a man! No!!!!!!!!!!

 

I couldn't help it. The physical sensations were overwhelming, as Olivia used *my* male body to bring me to orgasm after orgasm.

"I know what a woman wants" she said. "Especially *that* body. I used to live in it, so I know everything it craves. In time, you'll get used to it, as I once had."

Get used to it? I wasn't going back? What was going on? I suddenly felt that sense of powerlessness again. I didn't like the feeling of being a woman! And I didn't like how it felt to be having sex with a man.

Well, I should say that my body loved every moment of it, while my mind was in utter panic and chaos. I didn't understand what was happening to me or why. I was unable to do anything but lay there and take it, as Olivia thrust into me again and again. I was moaning. I was almost crying. That *thing* inside me felt so big!

I was at such a loss. But then, something even worse happened: I felt a warm splash inside me, and Olivia stopped thrusting. She had come inside me. Or I should say 'he'. I felt so sensitive as 'he' pulled his thing out of me, and I suddenly felt like I needed to be held. I was trembling. My mind and body were feeling equal and opposite reactions, and I was totally lost in a sea of new emotions.

 

"You are Olivia now" said Michelle. "And you will remain so for the rest of your life."

I looked up, seeing them together. They were holding each other, and then they kissed. Michelle was supposed to be mine! I had waited all this time so that I could stick my penis up into her, but now I didn't even have one anymore! I was stuck in Olivia's body, forever!
"Why?" I managed to say, as I burst out in a fit of tears.

"There, there" said Michelle. "Calm down Olivia. I know you're upset at all the changes. But don't worry honey, everything is going to be all right. You'll be happy once you adjust to being a woman."

"Should we tell her now?" said the *real* Olivia, from my body.

"Oh yes" added Michelle. "I forgot to mention: you're pregnant."

"What?" I said.

"It's our wedding present, to you. Something to remind you of your former self."

"By why?" I moaned, as I broke out in tears again.

"You'll never get used to being a woman if you are in denial" said Michelle. "But by making you have a baby, the most defining act of all for a woman, it will make you come to accept your new self."

"But I want to be with you!" I cried.

"My destiny was with Olivia" she said. "But we couldn't be together, because she was born female. But now we've fixed that, haven't we? She is my husband now, and I can be her loving wife. I have a wonderful man, who thinks like I do, acts like I do, and will be a perfect partner. I'm sorry if you got the bad end of the deal, but I think you'll love being a woman, once you're used to it."

"Oh yes" said Olivia. "And my old body attracted men like flies. If I hadn't been so totally in love with Michelle, I could have had my pick of them. You will too. Then you can experience those wonderful sensations you felt when we just made love."

"Speaking of making love" said Michelle, "it is time now for me to consummate the wedding with my new husband. You need to put your dress back on, and go home so that we can have our privacy."

I was in a daze, as I put on the long green dress that the bridesmaids all wore. I put on panties and nylons for the first time, as well as a strapless bra to hold up my new large breasts. I stepped into heels for the first time in my life, but my body seemed to know how to walk in them very well.

I instinctively picked up my purse, and put the strap over my shoulder. It scared me to the bone that I knew how to move and act like a girl. I was a girl now! I was female! I was Olivia! How could this possibly be?

"Good night Olivia" said Michelle. "I'll call you when we get back from the honeymoon, to check in and see how you are."

She kissed me on the cheek.

"You'll always be my best girlfriend" she said.

"Good night Olivia" said my former body, with Olivia's spirit inside it. He gave me a hug, and it made me shiver all over, as it reminded me of the sensations from our love making.

The newlyweds kissed each other, and I felt crushed seeing Michelle with someone other than me. They shut the door, and I was left standing there in the hallway, a bridesmaid, a woman, never to be with Michelle again.

 

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Epilogue:

David was so kind. He raised my daughter Michelle, as if she was his own. We had two other children together, and we've become a very happy family. Every few years or so, I'll get together with Michelle, to see how she's doing. I still love her, and I always will, although its totally different, now that I've adjusted to being a woman.

If given the choice, I don't know if I'd go back. I love my children so much, and they mean everything to me. They give me such joy, I don't know how I could exist without them. Michelle is 10 now, Kerry is 8, and little Jonathan is 7. I look forward to watching them grow up, and one day take their place in the world....

  

  

  

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