This Makes Me Happy Ch. 01
Keywords: Makes, Happy, Ch., 01, This, Me,
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As I was tidying up the kitchen, I heard the tell tale noise of the bed echoing down the hall, followed by a masculine grunt. "This guy's some kind of animal."
Shortly, Eddie passed by the kitchen on his way to the front door, pausing long enough to leer at me as he tucked in his shirt. It made my flesh crawl. His car had no more started when Lucille rang.
"Eddie's such a man," she said as if it were an affliction as I came in, "He left me in need."
I knew it fell to my talented tongue to finish what he had started. It took everything I had to fulfill my duty because I could see the physical evidence of him violating her just inside. When I was through she smiled at me and said, "If you're nice to him, I'm sure that Eddie would let you have that first hand." As I wipe something sticky from my chin. "I know he liked it when that was all I did for him. It kind of tastes good doesn't it."
Now there was a thought that brought me up short! Lucille assumed that I'd like to go down on Eddie!
The next three weeks were nearly reruns of that one and then Eddie moved in. Lucille and Eddie were living together and I was the full time maid. I began spending everyday after my housework was done with Betty. I even started doing my business from her computer. I cried a lot on Betty's shoulder. She thought my being a maid for Lucille was supposed to be a game and was very sympathetic. When it became apparent that I was doing all my business from her house and that her computer was not really powerful enough to do it properly, Betty suggest I bring my computer over to her house.
So I did and I transferred my DSL line to her phone line. As plus for her, I set her computer up to use it too. Betty became my assistant because with both Lucille and Eddie making demands on my time all weekend, I couldn't process my orders properly.
Mean while, Betty and I became closer. Our steamy, hot, lust filled coupling took on a romantic flavor. She began surprising me with small gifts and I reciprocated. Often we would spend afternoons watching old movies on her DVD player. Our outings included walks in the park and romantic lunches in quaint little restaurants. All of the distinctive things that had made my relationship with Lucille special found their way into my relationship with Betty.
At home things went from bad to worse. Eddie became very forward with his lust toward me. He was aware that Lucille used me orally and seemed to delight in it. All the while, I assumed he knew I was really Lucille's husband and that would calm him down, but it didn't seem to. "Maybe he's like that guy, Mike who tried to pick me up in trans chat room. He could swing either way and liked T*girls." Lucille let it slip one day that she allowed Eddie to think I was a real woman.
I thought I could live with that until Eddie began to sneak his hand under my skirt to fondle my butt. I wasn't about to put up with that. I knew how to cool him off. I don't know why, but when I went off the pills, which Lucille was still providing, I saved them instead of simply throwing them a way. That very evening I pulverized a double dose and put them in his after dinner drink. In the morning, another such dose went in his coffee. At last I found a use for all those pills. It took about two weeks for him to show the first symptom. He was suffering from morning sickness.
I remember that. I thought it was the flu. I encouraged him to think that too. After a month he became irritable and was subject to mood swings. I even caught him crying. It had the desired effect, he no longer looked at me with lust. I kept up his double dose until I had nearly used up my backlog. By then there were some noticeable changes in Eddie. Oh he kept up his macho attitude, but he was getting fat in some unusual places. His butt grew and his once muscular chest became flabby. I saw him in a T-shirt and noticed he had the same enlarged nipples I had. The best change was that I was rarely awakened by the noisy bed in the next room. His chest began to enlarge so he started to wear bulky clothing.
One day, I caught him staring out the window at a shirtless road worker repairing the roadway in front of our house. There was no mistaking that look, I'd seen women look at men that way. When Eddie noticed I was watching him he blushed and girlishly trotted to the bedroom.
About a month later, Lucille announced that, as sales manager, she would be going out of town to head up a team to open a new territory. She was to be gone ninety days. "Lynn," she said, "while I'm gone it'll be up to you to take care of Eddie. But don't get to use to having him all to yourself. I'll need him when I come back." Her wicked grin told me that she fully expected me to satisfy Eddie's sexual needs while she was gone. I think she thought I was already doing Eddie since he wasn't doing her as often. Eddie just listened. Later when we were alone, she was more explicit. She made it plain that if Eddie strayed to other women while she was gone, she would hold me responsible.
After she left, Eddie cried. When he noticed me looking at him he spoke. "I suppose you think I'm crying because she's gone. Well I'm not. I'm crying because I'm feeling guilty because I'm relieved she's gone. I don't know what's happening to me, but my sex drive has just about died and what's left has taken a weird turn. I've always been straight all my life, but now I'm noticing how sexy some men are."
"Oh, really?" I asked, "Have there been any other changes?"
"Yeah, look at this," he said, pulling up his shirt. There on his chest, where muscular pecs should have been, was a set of well formed small breasts.
"Oh wow," I said in mock surprise. "You should be wearing a bra." That did it Eddie burst into tears again. "You know, it's not the first time I've seen this. I thought she just had something against me. But it must be all men."
"What do you mean?" he asked looking up.
"Well, she managed to slip hormones in on me and turned me into a woman. When she brought you home, I thought you were my replacement, but it looks like you were just another victim."
"You... you're not really a woman?"
"I didn't used to be... I guess now, you'd have to say that I'm a she-male. I look and feel like a woman, but I still have male genitalia," I spoke in solemn tones. "It'll cost thousands of dollars to have them removed. I don't know if I'll ever be able to afford it."
"Have them removed!"
"Well, yeah. I went to the doctor and he told me that once the breast development starts all your male equipment is useless. You might as well have it cut off," I lied. "It's your only hope of having any kind of normal life. If a man living as a woman could be normal."
"No, you're lying. You were never a man."
"Look, if you don't believe me," I said pulling up my skirt and panties down. He stared at me in disbelief until I covered up.
"But your boobs are real?"
"As real as they come," I said pulling at my top and popping them out.
"Oh my God, what am I going to do?"
"I'd say you should learn to be a woman and get used to living as one."
"There's no hope of ever becoming a man again."
"Not according to my doctor. The development of breasts comes after you become chemically castrated. Even if you stop what she's started, the best you can hope for is somewhere in between a man and a woman."
He began to cry. After a time, he looked up. "Will you help me?"
"Sure the first thing we should do is get you dressed properly."
I took him back to my room and put him into some of my clothes. After an hour of working on his make up and working with his shortish hair, I had him looking quite feminine. After that I worked on teaching him feminine mannerisms and softening his voice.
After a week or two of this kind of training I coaxed him out. By the end of the first month, he was shopping with me and going to bars. Then I got sneaky. I contacted Mike from the Internet. I told him I'd like to set him up with my girlfriend who liked men, but was shy. Mike was agreeable to pretend we were old friends and just bumped into each other. Before this, Eddie and I had only been to straight bars. He had enjoyed the men there checking us out. In order to carry out my plan, I had to pretend to enjoy it as well.
I arranged to meet Mike at a low-key gay bar. I made sure that Mike would be there before us and that I had looked at his picture recently. Of course, I was sure to send him Eddie's picture and made sure that Eddie wore the same outfit as in the picture.
I recognized Mike as soon as we walked in. "Mike!" I nearly shouted. I haven't seen you in an age. What have you been up to?"
"Oh pretty much the same as always. Who's your lovely friend?" he asked, eyeing Eddie.
"Oh, where are my manners. Mike, this is my good friend Edie. Edie this is my dear old friend Mike."
"Nice to meet you Edie," Mike said standing. I'd seen Mikes picture, but it didn't do him justice. He was every inch of tall, dark and handsome. Eddie blushed when Mike took his hand and kissed it. "Sit down ladies, let me buy you a drink."
I didn't hesitate. I sat right down. Eddie didn't have much choice. Mike began romancing him right off. It took two drinks before Eddie loosened up and began to talk. I quietly let the waiter know that he should make the rest of my Cube de Libra's straight coke with a twist and should make Eddie's all doubles in place of the alcohol in mine. Soon Eddie was feeling no pain and Mike was fondling his exposed thigh. When Mike excused himself to go to the restroom, I got Eddie to admit that Mike was good looking and he was attracted to Mike.
A little later, I took our pretzel bowl to the bar to exchange it for a full one. I purposely stayed gone longer then I needed to. As I hoped, Mike made his move on Eddie. When I came back to the table, Mike had Eddie in a lip-lock that made them look like Siamese twins joined at the lips.
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