Meeting The Old "Friend" Yet Again

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For a time, it all was going smoothly in the house but soon things got a
bit stranger. A couple of weeks later, there was truly little of Bill's
clothes remaining, and a lot more of Melanie's.

Me: Carol, where are all my things at? *I gestured around the bedroom*

Carol: If you mean Bill's stuff, it's packed away, but I left a little
bit out just in case it's needed.

Me: Why did you do that? I need those things.

Carol: Not anymore. You're Melanie now.

Me: Say that again? When did this happen and, I don't think so.

Carol: It is happening, and you will do it. You don't really have a
choice dear and besides, you're better off this way.

Me: I won't do it. This has gone far enough.

Carol: Well, I'll tell you why you will. Because it's where you belong.
Think about it. I cheated on you yet somehow, you've taken not one, but
two different cocks and are planning a second date. And here you are in
a cute little shorts and t-shirt outfit asking where your man things are
all because I nudged you this way. You barely put up a resistance.

Me: Maybe, but that's beside the point. I don't want to go on with this
and am going back to my old life.

Carol: And do what? You think this can all go back to how it was? You
remember that we were not doing well at all but now we've been having a
wonderful time.

Me: That's just you having fun at my expense, probably laughing at me
behind my back. Taking advantage of me doing what was needed to save us.

Carol: You sucked a cock dear. You had other options, but you went with
the one presented to you. I know your intentions were true, to help save
us, but your method was interesting to say the least. And I've never
laughed at this situation. I genuinely believe it's helped not just us,
but you. I'm not seen you smile so often in a long while.

Me: I can't deny that I've had some fun with this but that doesn't mean
I want to go on this way. We could go to counseling to help our
marriage. See a therapist.

Carol: You're such a good person, and that's part of why I love you so
much. Still you're trying to find ways to mend our problems when I have
the solution. It happens to be one you don't like. Look dear, here it is
all laid out. If you revert to Bill, I can't stay here. He is the source
of some of our marital issues, along with me. I'm not innocent. Bill and
I tried and failed to work it out and you know that. However, Melanie is
not a source of tension and she and I can try to iron out some of the
issues I've been having if they even come up. I know it sounds strange
but that's how I see it all.

Me: Your solution to our marriage is for me to be a woman. Have you
heard that said aloud and how insane that is? There are many other
logical routes to take.

Carol: Perhaps but why take chances with them when this method works?

Me: Because this one makes me a damn woman Carol. You're suggesting, in
a sense, that Bill no longer exists. What about his job? Family?
Friends? Are those angles covered as well in your plan? *starting to
feel the frustration build*

Carol: Settle down, no need to get miffed. You hate your job, you have
no family nearby and barely talk to the rest, and you have a few friends
but how often do you talk to them? Hell, they might like the change, who
knows? Basically, I don't have all the details figured out definitively,
but I have promising ideas. I know someone that you can get a job with.
You won't be making as much but it's in a field you enjoy.

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