She Changed Him

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Allissa "Alli" Chen
Age: 28

Allison was excited to get home and tell him about the promotion, which came with a substantial raise. He was her boyfriend, well they had lived together for quite some time. Today he was home from work, well truth was he did not work much, yet he was home. She usually worked well into the evening, yet it was early afternoon, she had stopped and picked up champagne, it was going to be a day to celebrate.

She had it all planned what was going to happen.

To her surprised when she arrived home, the place was quiet. Then the quiet was broken,, by the sound of heels on the wood floor, and Alli was standing still. No it could not be.

She made her way to the master bedroom, maybe he was taking a nap. As she rounded the corner, she saw a womans foot in a tall heel. Her mind raced. That bastard, how could he cheat on me, in my bedroom. Her pace quickened as she raced in the bedroom, grabbing her arm.

"You bitch!" she screamed, as she searched for her boyfriend. "Where is he .. I am going to...."
 
Roger Sinclair
Age: 29


Roger had spent the whole day at home. He used every opportunity to be alone in their home. Work was not important to him, it merely something he was supposed to do, but he resented it. He hated how was supposed to have a career and be working his way up.

This morning he had waited for Alli to leave before getting undressed and starting to what he really loved. Dressing up as "Becky" the cute girl he longed to be. He spent all day trying on her underwear and clothes until he finally decided her little black dress was the nicest thing.

He then practiced applying the makeup and enjoyed it so much he lost tack of the time. He was lost in his private world when he heard the front door slam shut. He froze and knew it was too late for him to get everything in place.

He waited for the inevitable and suddenly Alli stood there screaming at him.

"Alli........I can explain" Of course he could not explain, how could he explain?
 
Alli was stunned when she heard the voice, the bottle of champagne hit the floor, and began to roll away.

How could it be, the woman sounded like Roger, though his voice was never overly masculine, the woman looked like a sister to Roger, yet he had no sister.

Alli stood stunned, seeing now that it was her black dress he was wearing. The stockings had been a gift from Roger, he had bought one size too large for her, yet they fit his body to perfection.

His makeup was good, yet overdone.

Alli, in a stunned voice whispere. "Roger is that you?"

Somehow Alli wanted to believe it was not him as from the look he had, this was not his first time dressing.
 
Roger´s head was spinning, no one had ever seen him like this or known about his secret. He had always been so careful and always cleaned up and put everything in place after he been playing.

"Sorry Alli, I am so sorry...........I lost the tack of time" He knew this was not an explanation. "Listen.........I know it looks bad, but this is who I am"

He just stood there, ready for her anger. But deep down he knew this was for the best. He knew he could not hide forever and it was about time for the truth to come out.
 
"This is who you are." Alli was upset but in control of herself.

For several moments all she could do was stare at him.

"you've done this before ... haven't you." As she spoke her voice was calm.

As she pondered her thoughts things made sense, why on occasion, when he bought her things the size was one size large, how he seemed to like the feel of her clothing, how at times, her things where slightly misplaced in her drawer.

"Roger ... you know me .. I have been so understanding ... of you ..." Alli seemed more hurt than angered.

The eveidence was clear now .. maybe she should have known, those days he had a hint of her perfume on him. The makeup tips he suggested ... how he enjoyed as much as she did shopping for shoes.

"Tell me why Roger ... it was me wasn't it." A tear formed in her eye.
 
Roger felt really bad and paused for a few seconds.

"I am so sorry, but yes. I have done this many times, and it feels more right every time." He could tell she was upset and he felt her sorrow.

"Alli, this has nothing to do with you, except that I want to look like you so badly. To be so attractive and beautiful like you. To feel your clothes hug my body makes me feel so feminine"

He knew this must sound so stupid.

"Listen, I do love you and I worship the ground you walk on, but it is not the typical guy loves girl love"
 
As Roger tried to explain I was even more conflicted.

"I .. I don't understand ... I mean ... I know there are transgender guys who want to be girls ... I ... is that it." Alli can hardly believe her eyes. "I mean is it like a sex thing." The thought brought to the forefront, how Roger never minded being topped by Alli, or at times how he would spread his legs and she would push hers together. How he loved his nipples tweaked at sex.

"So you are saying this is the real you .. you want to be ... uh like me ... is this ... I guess I am asking if this is sexual." Alli says picking up the bottle of champagne and leaving to find a glass. She settles for straight whiskey instea, pouring a full glass over ice.

"Roger ... you have to help me understand this." Alli asks trying to understand.
 
Roger was silent for awhile as he tried to gather his thoughts. He felt he could tell her how he really felt.

"Listen Alli, when we are together having sex, I often imagine that I am you and that it me that is being taken........that is how I feel and that is what turns me on."

He wondered what she was thinking and what would come out this. "I am not sure if this is transgender or something else, all I know is that I crave to be like you"

He felt good about being finally seen dressed up. He was very much aware of how he looked and the feeling from the pantyhose and the underwear was turning him on.

"Tell me Alli, how do you think I look?"
 
Roger was silent for awhile as he tried to gather his thoughts. He felt he could tell her how he really felt.

"Listen Alli, when we are together having sex, I often imagine that I am you and that it me that is being taken........that is how I feel and that is what turns me on."

He wondered what she was thinking and what would come out this. "I am not sure if this is transgender or something else, all I know is that I crave to be like you"

He felt good about being finally seen dressed up. He was very much aware of how he looked and the feeling from the pantyhose and the underwear was turning him on.

"Tell me Alli, how do you think I look?"

The answers he gave connected dots, leading her mind down a path she had not expected. She poured herself another large cocktail.

"Tell me Roger ... you say you want to be like me ... tell me more of what you mean .. like me as woman ... or like me as the same as me ... " Alli's words were curious and not harsh ... "Let me back track .. so when we make love .. you think of yourself as a woman ... that turns you on ... do I not turn you on Roger ... I always thought I was attractive ... I am sorry if this sounds confusing .. it is a bit much for me to take in. "

Alli sips her drink and soon continues the curious question. "So ... well how far would you take this ... if you could?"

...

He asks how he looks dressed as a woman. "Honestly ... when I first saw you I thought you were some woman my boyfriend had brought home ... I mean you look like you could be Roger's sister ... honestly Roger ... you were never the most manly man .. heck you still only shave a couple times a week .... but as a woman ... I think you could turn some heads ... not because people would know your a guy ... you are a bit cute."

Alli moved close and kissed his lips. "I have never kissed a girl before .... I liked it."
 
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