My name is Gregory Reneux, although I often fantasized about being born a woman. I'm a man, biologically speaking, but I'm pure woman inside. When I was a little one, I told everyone my name was Grace until my parents shamed me and told me to keep this foolish idea of living like a woman to myself. Tonight I decided that enough was enough, I'm living an inauthentic life not worth living. It's either live my life as a lie or start a new one. I called my wife and told her everything, she was silent mostly, it's as if she knew my secret all along, but never knew the moment I would confess it to her.
The conversation with my wife, Alyssa, is playing back in my ear as I get ready for my bath. A full moon hangs high in the December sky and I make a silly wish for everything to be okay again. I sigh as everything feels unusual inside of me, as if my insides are made of jigsaw pieces that are finally coming together. I love my wife. I am attracted to her. When I make love to her I pretend that I am a woman and we're lesbians. She was quiet on the phone, I assume we will no longer be together.
I don't realize that my body is changing! I am being put back together from the inside out. My hands thin, my fingers elongate, the hair on my fingers recedes inside of my pores until my skin is soft, silky smooth like a woman's. The hair begins to recede on my chest, my bones thin, shrink, my muscles follow until my torso is slenderized. The stubble on my chin also dissipates as my lips grow pouty and full. The structure of my face turns more feminine, angular, and my penis shrinks inside my body. My balls creep up inside of me as a uterus forms, the empty flesh sack that was once part of my male identity is now formed into labia lips, more sensitive than my male equipment, I now have inner and outer labias, with a perfect little wet vagina entry. I don't notice any of this as thoughts of my uncertain but optimistic future whirl through my brain.
I step out of the tub and grab a towel. I grab my toothbrush near the mirror and catch a glimpse of an unfamiliar face looking back at me. I drop my toothbrush in shock, "I'm a woman!" Of course, I'm a woman, but now I am a REAL woman, my insides match my out, and now I am female.
I explore my body with indescribable pleasure, curiosity, and touch my supple skin, my wet pussy, my soft hair, my pillowy lips. I make myself cum, and the orgasm was tenfold what I've experienced as a man. My eyelids feel heavy, my vision is blurry, I hear my phone ring. It's her, it's my wife! I tell her who I am, she's shocked at my female voice. Will she be with me, as a woman? I want to explore my body with her, to live with her as her wife. Will she accept me? She believes me, but will she be mine? I want to fuck her, forget making love, I'm to fuck a woman as a woman.