Published: Dec 27, 2023

My seventieth caption.

A happily-married gay couple decide to spice up their sex life with a pill that can change the user's gender. When one of them wakes up the next morning after a zesty night, they realize things might be better with the way things are now…

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“You certainly seem to be enjoying yourself.” Shwartz commented from the bed with a smirk as I walked in with a tall mug of coffee, steaming in the cool December air. “You’re moving around in that body like you were born with it. You’ve got the walk and movements down perfectly.”

“You act like I’m the one that wears the pants in this relationship.” I joked, taking a sip from the cup only to be met with a much greater feeling of searing heat. I hadn’t taken into account how much more sensitive everything was now that I was a full-blown woman. “Ow! Damn, that’s hot!”

Shwartz covered his mouth, feigning surprise and worry as he held in barely-stifled laughter. All I could do was glare back at him in annoyance.

“You’re lucky those are satin sheets, otherwise I’d pour this all over you.” I playfully threatened, blowing on my coffee to cool it down faster.

“You certainly have more confidence too. You realize that, right?” He pointed out, pulling himself out of bed. “Anyways, I’m still amazed I loved last night so much. I never imagined that our relationship would be equally enjoyable with one of our roles reversed like this. It’s strange.”

“Well, if you think you don’t make a very good gay man, imagine how I initially felt. I know I suggested it, but going through with it was a whole new experience by itself.” I remarked, thinking back to the transformation I had gone through last night. “While I never imagined being with a woman, I didn’t expect to find myself identifying better as a woman myself. This kind of throws our preconceived notions into wack, don’t they?”

“Are you telling me you’re identifying as a straight woman now?” Shwartz said in a slightly more serious tone, pulling on his belt and pants. “I’m not sure… I don’t have any concrete evidence, but you sure fucked me like a straight man last night.” I said with a cocked eyebrow as I sipped my coffee. Shwartz was thrown into a coughing fit as I said this, getting me to smile smugly at him. “It seems I’ve hit a nerve with that one.”

“W-Well, I’m not saying I… well… whew boy, this really complicates things, doesn’t it?” He stuttered, trying to make sense of what I had said. “Don’t overthink it.” I said with another smile, lifting one of my new, dainty feet up and putting it on his leg. “There’s only one person, gay or straight, that I’d ever want a relationship with, Shwartz. You and I both know we can be honest about ourselves. Don’t feel bad, be happy.”

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right.” He nodded as I offered my cup to him, which he accepted with a sigh. “I can’t deny how perfect we are together.” “I wouldn’t have married you otherwise.” I added, feeling a slight snag against the underside of my new breasts. Having grown annoyed with this particular new sensation, I put my hand down one of the cups, trying to readjust them again. “Damn things… I don’t think I got the right size.”

“The breasts or the bra?” Shwartz immediately joked, getting me to let out a huff as I playfully slapped the top of his head. “What? You’re the one that ordered those pills, not me. I would have gotten the thinner, see-through stuff if I’d known you were going for the supermodel sizes.”

“Please, they’re barely D-cups.” I argued, unable to get them to sit in the black bra properly. Sighing yet again, I decided to remove the ill-fitting bra entirely, throwing it across the room. The only thing that gave my tits any sense of modesty was one of my old work shirts now. “Damn it…”

Reveling in my new sense of freedom, I sat down next to Shwartz, noticing him gazing at my breasts before I put my arms around him. Even though we had discussed doing this to spice things up in the bedroom, newer, more foreign thoughts began to swarm through my head now…

“You know… this doesn’t have to be a temporary thing if you really liked it that much.” I muttered, feeling somewhat embarrassed to admit how I was starting to feel about this whole new body. “We could, you know… make our family a bit… bigger. I’m willing to go through with it.”

“You’d be willing to stay like this and become a mother?” Shwartz immediately picked up, looking at me with a surprised face. “I know we talked about adoption before, but this is something completely different. You’d be giving up who you used to be, you wouldn’t be able to change ba-”

“I said I’m willing to go through with it.” I repeated, running my hand through his messy brown hair as I smiled warmly at him. “My only question is… are you alright with having a wife instead of a husband? If that’s too much, I don’t want to force that on you. I love you too much for that.”

Shwartz looked away from her, pondering his thoughts on the matter. Though he still considered himself a gay man, he loved the idea of having a true family with his soul mate. He loved her, no matter her form. The two decided to make the change… permanant a few moments later.