"Tara desperately wants a female body. She is depressed that she's trapped in the body of a man. So here's what you do. First, you get her on the pill, and on estrogen. She'll be ecstatic. Tell her that the female sex hormones will cause the male 'equipment' to stop working, and make her boobs start to grow. That might be enough threat right there."

"What if it isn't?"

"Then let her live as a woman for a few months, and lead her on about the next steps. Implants, castration, then finally gender reassignment surgery. Get them actually scheduled, and get her to go. It may take the very last step before he panics and breaks through! So don't stop, even if it is painful for you. Do you understand?"

"Yes" said Wendy. She steeled her resolve. This would be difficult and emotional for her, but if that is what it took....

* * *

It was a full year since Todd's dramatic mental transformation into Tara. Wendy cried, because today was the day that she would either really lose Todd, or get him back. He looked like a woman now, with big boobs and everything. He walked, talked, acted, thought, and even felt like a woman.

Wendy was getting used to having a girlfriend live with her, but it was hard not to think of Tara as Todd, her husband. They went out with Wendy's girlfriends, and none of them even realized that it was Todd they were seeing. He was so completely transformed mentally and physically that it was amazing. Only one thing between his legs hidden under his skirt still gave away the fact that Tara was really a man.

As for Todd himself, he had drowned into Tara. At first, he had his own completely independent thoughts, and he struggled with her at every turn. As she eagerly gulped down the female hormones, he struggled not to let them down his throat. But after a month of futility, he started to give up.

He could of course hear all of her thoughts, and after some time, he got lazy and just listened to them, rather than thinking his own thoughts. As a result, he soon lacked the strength to even disagree with her. He just went along with whatever *she* thought. He felt what she felt, saw what she saw, heard what she heard. And now, he thought what she thought. They were as one entity now. They had synchronized into just being Tara.

When Tara awoke from her final operation, she was so happy. She finally was complete, having the proper anatomy now. She was so happy! She could wear tight jeans and shorts. She could wear a bikini (or any swimsuit for that matter). And now she could find herself a boyfriend. She had been too scared before, afraid that he might want to make love, and be repulsed by her deformity. She was finally free!

A few weeks after she had completely recovered and the pain from the surgery had subsided, Tara and Wendy went to a bachealorette party. Wendy's friend Kate was getting married, and Wendy was going to be a bridesmaid.

One of the party drinking games they played before they went out to dance, was charades. Mary was gesturing to the group. Her phrase was "Dolly Parton". She moved her hands in an hourglass shape, then held them out like she was cupping the over enormous boobs.

"Woman" called out someone.

"Pretty" said another.

Mary gestured to chest.

"Cleavage!" said Kate.

"Pink!" said Wendy, which was the color of Mary's sweater.

As the girls made more wild guesses until Kate nailed it, they didn't notice that Tara's eyes had glazed over, and that she wasn't moving or speaking. But Wendy did notice.

"Tara, what's wrong honey?" she said.

"I...I don't feel good. Can we go home?" she replied.

Wendy apologized, and helped Tara get to the car.

"What the hell is wrong with you, running out on our friends like that! Do you realize how much you just embarrassed me?" said Wendy angrily.

She was running out of patience with Tara. She hadn't told her yet, but she had filed the divorce papers already. Se didn't want to be married to another woman. And to make matters worse, they were going to meet up with some guys later that night. Tara was ruining that chance too, and her anger boiled over.

"Wendy, I can't believe this" said Tara.

"Believe what?" she replied in a patronizing tone.

"Just look at me! I'm a woman! I can't believe she did this to me. I can't believe you let her!"

"Who?"

"Tara. You let her do this! And now I'm a woman!" said *Todd*. He began to cry, as he cupped his hands over his large breasts. Then he gasped as he reached down and touched himself between his legs.

"Todd?" said Wendy.

"It's gone..." he mumbled. "It's gone. No..."

He let out a low moan.

"Todd? Is that you?" said Wendy shyly.

"Of course it is! But look at me! You did this to me! How could you Wendy?"

"I....I did what the doctor said to try. She interviewed you, and..."

"No she didn't" said Todd. "She spoke to someone on the phone, then she said how I was being controlled by Tara now, and how she was going to help feminize me. And I couldn't do anything! Now look at me! I'm stuck like this!"

Wendy hugged Todd, but as their breasts touched each other, she felt like she was hugging her sister. She was crying too.

"Lets go" said Todd.

"Where?" replied Wendy.

"Back in. I ruined your fun time. I'm stuck like this whether we go home or not. So don't let me ruin your life anymore. I saw how you've been looking at other men. I won't stand in you way."

"Are you sure?" said Wendy.

"Yes. Lets go."

Todd's mind was back, but after being Tara for so long, he though much more like a woman now, his empathy for others being stronger than his selfish wants. But even he was not aware of how much he had changed.

After cleaning up their makeup, they returned to the party, where the girls were dressing up Kate before going on. They had pinned a lacy headpiece to her hair, and were making her put on shoes they had trimmed with white lace.

"They all need to know you're the bride" said Mary.

They had braided each other's hair, put on more makeup than normal, and they were all loosened up from the many drinks (except for Holly, who was pregnant, and skipped the alcohol for the sake of her baby). Now it was time to head out and cut loose!

They rode in two minivans to the dance club. However, they were greatly disappointed once they went it: it was decent crowd, but on the dance floor, it was 100% women. Not a guy in sight. They hung out for an hour, drank and danced, but they wanted to get out of there and go somewhere with some action.

They decided to stop at a seedy bar, on the proverbial wrong side of the tracks. Bingo. Other than a couple of floozies at the bar, they were the only women in site. So they were soon flooded with free drinks and offers to dance from desperate lonely drunk men. Perfect.

After they did a round of shots, they started checking out the guys in the bar. One of them wore a cowboy hat and tight jeans. He walked over to the group.

"Would you care to dance?" he asked. He held out his hand towards one woman in particular: Todd.

Wendy watched with amazement as Todd took his hand, smiled, and went out on the dance floor with him. He looked just like a woman, and now he was *acting* like one. It wasn't long before all the girls had a partner, and were dancing.

Wendy caught Todd's eye, and winked. Todd winked back and smiled.

Twenty minutes later, Wendy had to use the restroom. Asked Todd to go with her.

"You chicks always have to go in pairs! Why is that?" said the man in the cowboy hat.

"Wouldn't you like to find out!" replied Todd, as Wendy dragged him off with her.

"What are you doing?" asked Wendy, once they were in private behind the door.

"What do you mean?"

"Dancing with the guy like that."

"Well, I'm a woman, aren't I? You have needs. You need someone, and so do I."

"Don't do this for my sake Todd."

"I'm not. This is for my sake. And please, call me Tara. I'm not really Todd anymore, am I?"

"So Todd is gone?"

"No, I'm still here, but I've changed. I'm me, but I *feel* like a girl inside."

"When did this happen?"

"When I danced with Dan. It did something to me Wendy! I realized what I really am, and who I really am now. I am a *woman*. I am Tara. And nothing will ever change that. I love you with all my heart, but now that I don't have a dick anymore, I can't satisfy you. And although I love you dearly, I don't feel any attraction to you anymore."

"But you feel it for Dan?"

"Yes! You understand! I think it is time that we split up, and go our own separate ways. I want to think of you as my sister, and stay close. But it would be the closeness of a female friendship, not as lovers."

Wendy started to cry.

"What's the matter Wendy?"

"What you said...its exactly what *I* feel!"

"See?" said Tara, giving her a hug. "We really *are* like sisters. I love you Wendy."

"And I love you, Tara."

The two women looked at each other and smiled. As a couple, they were done, but they would always be close. They cleaned up, and went out to rejoin the party.

"Come on" said Wendy. "They're still waiting at our table for us."

"Yeah!" said Tara enthusiastically. "Let's go get us some boys."

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