"I can't begin to tell you. If only I could be that, but be in control! It was so terrible no being able to do anything."

Todd started crying.

"I think that some of Tara has rubbed off on you. When you come back next year, she'll take control again. But eventually, we can merge you into one, if you want to make it permanent. But for now, you are Todd again."

"I'll be back next year. I promise! I learned so much! I can't wait."

"Go shower up, change back into your 'Todd' clothes, and the bus will take you to the airport. Good-bye Todd"

"Good-bye Gail" he said, giving her a hug. A very platonic hug, like hugging a sister. She was a very attractive woman, but he didn't even think of her that way. He sadly went upstairs to take off the skirt, and get into pants for the ride home.

* * *

Back in his old life, things seemed awful dull for Todd. He was very envious that Wendy got to wear makeup, got to dress up in skirts, and got to be pretty. He hated men's clothes. Suits? Ties? Pants? He hated them. He longed to wear panties again, and to feel the support of a bra. But he was stuck. There was nothing he could do, except for times when he was sure that she would be out for a long time. Then he could dress up a bit, but not to the degree he did at the resort.

He loved how it felt to dress up. He didn't even masturbate anymore when he did it. He just enjoyed the feeling. But the opportunities to do it were too few and far between. But he had to content himself with that, and reading his wife's magazines, pretending that *he* was one of the girls in the pictures.

Todd also loved shopping with Wendy even more now. He loved it as she looked at clothes. He would see the clothes on the rack, and pretend that he was buying an outfit for himself. She loved it that her husband was so willing to go shopping with her. It was a great benefit to both.

Today, Wendy was buying a dress for a big party that she was throwing. There would be over 30 people attending, and she wanted everything to be perfect.

"So you don't mind that I'm spending $180 on this?"

"Of course not" said Todd, who couldn't wait to try on the dress himself once Wendy was away. She smiled. What a wonderful husband not to complain about how much she spent on clothes. None of her girlfriend's husbands were like this. They all complained about how their men acted.

She gave Todd a kiss on the cheek, to say thanks. She didn't notice how he was staring longingly at the red dresses on the clothes rack.

* * *

The party was going wonderfully. Only one couple had failed to show up, so there was plenty of food for everyone. Todd was doing a wonderful job of playing host, offering to get a drink for someone, or cleaning up the table, and bringing out a tray of fresh snacks to replace it. Wendy marveled at him. He had never been this good at a party before.

"You make a wonderful martini" said one man. "Did you go to bartending school?"

"Oh, not really" said Todd bashfully. *He* hadn't, but Tara had. And he remembered everything he had done as her, including tending bar for several nights. And serving guests at a five star resort. Skills he put to good use at the party.

He held a tray of snacks out, as he walked amongst the guests. He heard snatches of conversation.

"So the Johnson's didn't want to see the play with us..." said one woman.

"Then I bought myself some mascara and lipstick..." said another.

"...green with envy" said a third. "You should have seen his face when I told him that!"

Todd froze. His eyes glassed over. He could feel a rush, and feel himself start to slip away. *She* was back, and moment by moment, *she* was taking over. He was becoming Tara again. He tried to stop it, but it was no use. Bit by bit, he became her again. First it was breathing. He stopped for a moment, before *she* started again. Then it was feelings, then thoughts. He felt that terrible sensation again of having *her* thoughts in his brain, with him unable to connect with his body anymore. Now she controlled everything, and he couldn't even move now, as she attained total domination over his mind and body. The tray almost spilled, but Tara caught it before anything fell. She was relieved.

She took the tray around until it was empty, smiling to the guests as she handed them the food. Then she returned the tray to the kitchen. It was time to ask the guests for more drinks so she went around and took a few orders, then brought out their cocktails.

Once that was done, she had to use the restroom. She saw the one downstairs was occupied, so she went upstairs. Imagine her horror when she saw in the mirror how awful she looked! She started to cry. She looked like a man! This was terrible.

Tara ran to the master bedroom, and quickly dug through the closet and the dresser, to put together a more appropriate outfit. She put it on, and was upset that she had to stuff her bra. Where were here boobs? Her dress looked terrible on her!

Then she put on makeup, did the best she could with her hair, put on a quick coat of nail polish, and shook her nails, hoping to make it dry faster. She then dug out a pair of shoes that she could manager to force her feet into, then dug around for some jewelry.

She felt a lot better now that she had more appropriate attire for a fancy party. The skirt tickled her as it touched her legs, covered in the thick tights she had to use, because of all the yucky hair on her legs. She would fix that, but she had to fight back the tears. How had she become a man?

She summoned her inner female strength, and headed back downstairs so she could resume serving the guests. She went around back to the kitchen, loaded up a tray with pigs-in-blankets, and walked through the swinging double doors.

The room was loud with music and conversations. She smiled at one man and asked if he wanted a bite. He stood there speechless. In fact, over the next few seconds, the room fell quiet, except for the music. All eyes were on Tara.

After someone killed the radio, she could have heard a pin drop. But she did not hear Todd's voice screaming out inside, pleading with her to run away. Even if she could have heard him, she would not have listened. Who was a man to tell her what to do?

She smiled and walked over to Wendy.

"Weenie?" she said.

After a few minutes, the guests had all left, as if on cue. Wendy was in tears.

"Why did you ruin my party? What's gotten in to you? What are you dressed like that?"

Tara was in tears too.

"They all think I'm ugly" she sobbed. "They all hate me."

"What are you talking about Todd?" said Wendy.

There was no response.

"Todd?"

"Who?" said Tara. She had no idea who 'Todd' was.

"Why?" replied Wendy in disbelief. "*You*. What's the matter Todd?"

"I'm not Todd. I'm Tara. I don't know any 'Todd'."

"You're not Tara. You're my husband, Todd!"

"What? That's impossible. That would mean that I'm a...a man! Ew!"

By now, both were crying. Wendy was upset because her husband had clearly lost his mind. He actually thought he was a woman named Tara! And Tara was crying, because somehow she was now in a man's body. They both cried so much, they ended up hugging each other, then laughing.

* * *

The next day, Wendy took Todd to see a psychologist she knew through a friend of a friend, Dr. Annette Kranzel.

"Have you been having relationship problems with him?" she asked.

"No, things have been better than they've ever been! He even went shopping with me last week, and didn't complain when I took all day to pick out an outfit."

"Hmmm. Interesting. Well, let me see what I can find."

She interviewed Todd at length in private, then sat down with Wendy to discuss her preliminary findings.

"Your husband really believes he is this woman 'Tara'. It is not an act. In his mind, he really *is* Tara. This could be multiple personality disorder, but there are many indicators otherwise. For example, once hypnotized, you can normally contact the main personality. But even once in the trance, I could only talk to Tara."

"So what can we do?" said Wendy.

"I would recommend that you let me work with him some more today. Its too early to tell, and you can't just rush a diagnosis. This isn't like taking a temperature, and determining that its a cold. This will take quite a bit of work."

"Thank you Doctor" said Wendy.

"Annette" she replied, insistently. She liked to have a personal relationship with her clients and families. And the formal term of address instantly distanced her from them.

When Wendy returned to the office, just before closing, Annette looked exhausted. And exasperated.

"I have tried everything, but I made no progress. I consulted with a couple of specialists, and they had never seen anything quite like this either. It is almost as if Tara has completely taken over your husband. I think he's in there somewhere, but she is completely blocking him out."

"No!" said Wendy, who began to sob quietly. But she couldn't cry anymore. She had no tears left to flow today.

"Now don't give up so quickly!" said Annette. "I'm not. You see, there are still things we can do. Dr. Gail Moeller, one of the specialists I consulted, had a suggestion, which may seem shocking to you, but I think just might work."

"And what is that?" said Wendy, looking up.

"In your experience, what is the thing most near and dear to a man's heart? The thing he thinks with sometimes, instead of his head?"

"His penis"

"Exactly. That is the one thing that most defines him a man, at least in his mind. So the theory goes, if he is still in there, then the way to get him back is to shock him. Tara is a protective shell, to keep everyone and everything away from his true self. But if we were to threaten his nearest and dearest thing, which defines who he really is..."

"Then he would emerge to defend it!" said Wendy.

"Precisely. So here is what we do. First, you have to tell him that you accept him as Tara now, and want to help him. It is vital that he trusts you completely. You need to treat him like he is a woman, in every sense. Do you understand?"

"Yes" replied Wendy reluctantly. It seemed a strange request, but if that's what it took to get Todd back, then that's what she would do.

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