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Subject: {ASSM} Drasberg Files-Kathy and Dan(a) (tg) [2/5]
Date: Fri,  7 Dec 2001 08:10:03 -0500
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Had to get a new email, so I'm reposting my old works under the new 
addy to get it out.

In the morning, a fuzzy headed Dana heard Kathy saying, "Up, up, you 
sleepy wench."

Never a morning person, Dana pulled the covers over his head and 
grumbled a very unfeminine, "Leave me alone."

Kathy laughed and swatted him on the butt.  "Come on, sleepyhead. 
Every minute you stay under the covers is another minute before you 
start down the road to womanhood."

As her words and the last night's discussion filtered through to him, 
he threw off the covers and said, "It wasn't all a dream?  We're 
really going to do this?"

"Yes, Dana," she said emphasizing the name, "we are.  You're really 
going to become a woman, and, unless you've changed your mind, a 
mother.  So get out of bed, love.  I've called the doctor and we've 
got a 9:30 appointment."

Dana leapt out of bed and looked around for his male clothes. 
Finally, he asked, "Where are my pants?"

"I threw those things out.  You've never gotten any women's style 
pants, so you're just going to have to go in a dress."

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Want to?  No, I'm not sure.  But it's what you need.  Therefore it's 
what I need."

"Thank you."

"Come on, wench.  You need to look your best for your first sojourn 
into the civilized world, Dana."

Dana quickly got his best dress, and best lingerie and put his 
clothes on.  After brushing out his hair, and applying a light 
application of make-up he kissed Kathy and they strode out to the 
car.  As they got in, he noticed that Kathy was looking around her, 
obviously worried about who might be there seeing Dan as Dana.

They drove to the doctor's office, and quickly went inside.  They 
were about fifteen minutes early, but were surprised when they were 
rushed right in to see the doctor.  He smiled warmly and said, "Am I 
to take it from Dan's garb that you have decided to accept our offer?"

"Maybe, but first we have a few questions."

"Okay."

"First, the baby, it will be our baby?  His and my genetic material?"

"Yes, it will.  We will extract an egg from you and implant it in 
him.  We will then use his own semen to inseminate the egg.  The baby 
will be your child, both legally and genetically."

Dana seemed about to say yes, when Kathy put her hand on his arm, 
restraining him so she could continue to question the doctor. 
"Doctor, I...  I'm very scared of gay bashers.  My own brother died 
at their hands.  I know that Dana's very passable, but if some 
hate-filled bigot finds out she's a he, that won't save him.  Is 
there anything you can recommend?"

"Actually there is.  As you know, Drasberg's is the only major 
multinational company that makes an effort to be inclusive to the 
gay, lesbian, bi, and transgender communities.  As a result, we have 
a greater than normal percentage of personnel who are openly 
alternative in their lifestyle.  Although Drasberg's has more than 
enough financial and political power to make sure that anyone who 
targets one of our employees does not escape prosecution, that 
wouldn't help protect them.  So we have a large community of houses 
we have built on the outskirts of town.  It's fenced in and patrolled 
regularly by security forces.  In an optimal world, we wouldn't need 
them, but it's hardly an optimal world.

"In this community we place all our employees who are openly at risk, 
as well as any top management who might be at risk for their 
management decisions.  If you wish, we can set you up in a house of 
your own within this suburb."

Kathy and Dana looked at each other, conversing silently with their 
eyes, before Kathy said, "Okay, we'll do it."

"Is there anything else?"

"Yes.  Doctor, I... want a baby of my own.  One I want to grow inside 
my own womb, I mean.  I'm concerned about Dana's... virility, both 
during and after his transition.  I understand that to get maximal 
results, the hormones he will be taking will pretty much have to 
sterilize him, but..."  In an almost desperate tone, she finished, "I 
don't want that to happen!"  She turned to her husband and said, "I'm 
sorry."

He took her hand.  "It's okay."

"Actually, that brings up something I wanted to discuss with you. 
But before I say anything, I want to remind you of the 
confidentiality oaths you took.  This, more than anything else, must 
be protected.  If the technology I am about to tell you about were to 
become general knowledge, then the resultant black market knock-offs 
could cause extreme misery.  Do you understand?"

Both Kathy and Dana nodded.  The doctor said, "Okay, I assume you're 
familiar with standard nanotechnology, small micro-robots that can be 
used to accelerate the healing process after major trauma?"  The 
doctor waited for the couple to show that they knew what he was 
talking about.  "Well Drasberg's has a more powerful version which is 
capable of effecting powerful changes to the body in a short period 
of time.  You both can have the body of your dreams.  Without 
resorting to surgery or hormones, Dana will get a vagina and womb, as 
well as breasts as large as she cares to have.  If it's what you both 
want, Dana can have both a vagina and a penis while retaining full 
functionality."

Kathy and Dana were shocked.  Kathy asked, "You're not kidding?  You 
can really do this?"

"We can."

Kathy turned to Dana and asked, "Could you do it, Dana?  Keep your 
cock?  You're so good with it."

Dana frowned, clearly not liking the idea.  "I don't know.  Part of 
me has always looked forward to a day when I could get rid of it."

Kathy gave him a sexy pout that she knew he found sexy.  "Please.  For me?"

Dana considered it for a while with a sour look on his face. 
Finally, he came to a decision and smiled.  "Tell you what, I'll keep 
my dick if you agree to grow one of your own.  And yours has got to 
be bigger than mine."

Kathy turned to the doctor.  "Is that possible?  Can you give me a 
dick of my own?"

"Easily."

Kathy considered it, her nipples growing hard at the erotic prospect 
of having a dick of her own to stuff into her husband.  "Let's do it."

"There's one more thing," the doctor continued.  "Perhaps you have 
noticed, Mrs. Carey, how almost all of the personnel of Drasberg's 
are exceptionally beautiful?  The fact is, we use the upgraded 
nanites on almost everyone.  Most often, it's just to give them a 
more beautiful body, but in some cases, we give them very radical 
changes.  But we always give them their fantasy body."

"Okay, so what's the big deal?"

"In some cases, the person can't face their own fantasies.  To give 
you an example, a transsexual may be so afraid of transitioning that 
they won't ask for their sex to be changed.  So we give them powerful 
hypnotic commands, preventing them from seeing their own or others' 
changes until their subconscious adjusts to it.  In your case, that 
wasn't necessary, and may even have proven detrimental.  So, as you 
change, you'll notice others changing around you as well.  Unless you 
are sure they have acclimated to their changes, you must not say 
anything about them."

"Sounds a little manipulative," commented Dana.

"It is.  We admit that.  But we have helped many people come to grips 
with buried desires that have made their life miserable for having 
been denied all their lives.  Please trust us and do as we ask."

The couple looked at each other and discussed it with their eyes 
before nodding their assent.  After the doctor had them decide on 
their bodies, they went home to pack their things to move to their 
new home.

************

The next day, Dana and Kathy were unpacking their stuff at their new 
home.  It was a small two bedroom house with a little fireplace in 
the main room.  The house just seemed to say cozy to anyone who 
looked at it.

Earlier that day, they had stopped off at the doctor's and had their 
bodies injected with the nanites.  Dana had decided on a pair of 
triple D breasts.  His own family had always been large breasted and 
he wanted to follow suit.  His eventual proportions were going to be 
40-30-36, and of course, he would be getting a womb and cunt of his 
own.

Kathy, aside from a dick of her own, would be going from her current 
C cup up one size to a D cup.  Her own proportions would end up being 
38-30-36.  Dana had also talked her into growing in height a couple 
of inches.  Before, he had been 5'9, and she was 5'8".  Dana 
convinced her that after a decade of him being the slightly taller 
one, he wanted to look up at her.

Kathy was unpacking stuff in the kitchen when she heard the doorbell 
ring.  She came to the main room to see Dana opening the door.  She 
stepped up behind her "wife" and saw two men at the door. 
Ironically, one was in a dress, although, unlike Dana, he wasn't even 
slightly passable.  He looked like a man in a dress.  Behind him was 
a taller man who looked like he could've been a weight-lifter 
carrying a basket filled with stuff.  The man in the dress said, 
"Welcome to the neighborhood!  My name is Terri, spelled with an i. 
This is my husband, Lawrence, although you can call him Larry." 
Larry nodded.  "We're your next door neighbors from the north side." 
Terri pointed to the north.  "And we're the unofficial 'Welcome 
Wagon'."

Dana said, "Come on in.  We were just getting everything in place."

The two stepped in and Terri said, "First, your gifts."  He turned to 
Larry and started lifting up items from the basket for perusal. 
"Here we have a loaf of bred, fresh-baked by my hubby.  There's also 
a bottle of wine, or a 'jug', if you prefer a more literary 
description.  I also figured you'd be too busy moving in to cook a 
proper meal today, so I had Larry prepare a plate of food for each of 
you.  Roast beef, potatoes, and veggies, his specialty.  And a cherry 
pie for desert."

"Thanks.  I'll take that."

"Nonsense.  Larry lives to serve.  Just show him where it goes, and 
he'll take care of it."  Dana shrugged and escorted Larry to the 
kitchen.

While the two were out of the room, Kathy waved to the seats.  She 
sat down on the couch, while Terri sat in a recliner.  She mentioned, 
"Larry doesn't seem to talk much."

"I haven't given him permission," Terri replied.  Kathy stared at him 
in stunned silence, not sure what to say to that.  Seeing her face, 
Terri smiled.  "I get that reaction a lot.  Let me explain.  I always 
preferred my house to be immaculate, but at my last job, they had me 
working so many hours, I couldn't get that done.  So I decided to 
hire a live-in servant.  I interviewed a bunch of people, but none of 
them seemed right for the job.  So I decided to take a chance and 
hire a live-in slave.  I put a few ads in local adult papers and 
chose a few responses to interview.  Larry was one of those.  You 
see, despite his large, mannish exterior, deep down Larry is a 
helpless, little sissy boy.  And in return for his room and board, he 
would gladly serve as my slave.  He even refused to accept anything 
more than what he needed to buy food and household cleaning supplies 
and the like for both of us.

"It was a perfect relationship for both of us.  He got off on being 
my servant, and I got a slave who would keep my house immaculate 
during the day, and service me properly during the night.  I even got 
to start dressing as a woman as I always wanted without worrying 
about it.  Then I got my job at Drasberg's and declared him my 
significant other, my husband if you will."

Dana and Larry chose that point to return.  Dana sat beside Kathy on 
the couch, but Larry knelt beside Terri on the floor.  Dana said, "He 
can sit on the couch if he'd like."

But Terri said, "Oh, no.  He's not a couch husband.  He's a floor boy."

Dana looked at him funny, but Kathy whispered, "I'll explain it 
later."  She then asked, "So, Terri, are you transitioning, or do you 
just like dressing as a woman?"

"I just like dressing the role.  I wish I could pass, but short of 
major plastic surgery, this is just something I do in my off hours."

Dana said, "I guess I am lucky that way."

Terri's eyes went a little wider.  "You?  Sister, I'd never have 
guessed.  I thought you two were like your neighbors on the other 
side, a lesbian couple.  You, hun, you look fantastic.  I wish I 
looked half the woman you do."

Dana blushed.  "Thanks."

"So on to other things."

"Other things?" Kathy asked.

"Part of the reason why I am here is to welcome you to the 
neighborhood, but another reason is to scope you out."

"Scope us out?"

"Although the press is fond of portraying the protected communities 
that the Drasberg corporation sets up as hives of perverted sex 
fiends, the fact is that our community is far more open and accepting 
of alternative lifestyles.  Basically, the attitude is 'Don't bother 
me and I won't bother you.'  Now if you are into things like swinging 
or sex orgies, there are a few people who will care, but only because 
they want to join you, not because they will judge you.  So I'm here, 
in part, to find out if you're into any group scenes or the like, so 
I can pass that information on to others, like myself, who are into 
the same."

"Oh, well, Dana and I are open minded about sex, but exclusive to 
each other.  We're not interested in sex with anyone else."

Terri smiled.  "Too bad, I'd've loved to have bedded one or both of 
you.  Ah, well, no use worrying about that now.  Anything you want to 
ask me?"

Kathy said, "Not me."

But Dana said, "Actually, I'd like to know where the local 
supermarket is."  Kathy almost asked why, but then remembered what 
they were here for.  Before, Dana so objected to going out in male 
clothes that he preferred to let Kathy do the shopping rather than 
have to change into pants.  But now, with him going full time girl, 
he could easily do the shopping while Kathy was at work.  It would 
actually make her life easier, and Kathy wondered why she hadn't 
thought of it.

Over the next hour, Dana, Kathy, and Terri discussed the locations of 
various markets, shopping centers, and spots of entertainment within 
this mini-community Drasberg's had set up.  Both Kathy and Dana were 
surprised at how extensive this suburb was.  It was more than just a 
bunch of residences, this was a miniature city within the city 
bounds.  Larry remained silent unless directly spoken to, then kept 
his answers short and to the point.

After Terri and Larry had left, Kathy and Dana had a small meal from 
the food the two had brought over.  While they were eating, Dana 
said, "Our neighbors seem like nice people."

Kathy just replied, "Mm-hmm."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Just wondering.  The doctor said that most everybody got those 
nanites.  I was thinking about what benefits Terri and Larry would be 
getting."

"Well, you heard Terri.  He wished he had a body more like mine, so 
he could be passable when dressed 'en femme'.  So that's probably 
what he got."

"I can see that.  But what about Larry?"

"Well, he didn't really give us much to go on.  Aside from being a 
submissive, we don't really know all that much about him."

"True.  I guess we'll just have see.  And remember, the doctor said 
not to mention any changes you see unless you're sure of the person 
seeing it themselves."

"I remember," then Dana playfully added, "nagging hen."

Kathy got a look of mock shock on her face.  With an exaggerated, 
hurt tone, she said, "Oh, how could you say such things about me?"

Dana played along, saying, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Kathy.  What can I do 
to make it up to you?"

Kathy got a lascivious look on her face.  "Come on into the bedroom. 
I'll think of something."

The two stood up and Kathy took Dana's hand and led him into the 
bedroom.  They slowly undressed down to their lingerie and Kathy 
pressed her body to his.  Dana wrapped his arms around her and pulled 
her as close as possible.  Kathy slid her hands inside his bra and 
gently stroked his nipples.  When she did, he gasped.  She pulled 
back.  "What's wrong?"

He looked down.  "Nothing.  I just got a shock when you touched my nipples."

"A shock?  Painful?"

"No.  Quite the contrary.  It was a shock of pure pleasure."

"Take off your bra and let me see."  Dana quickly stripped his bra 
off and stood before his wife as she inspected his chest.  After a 
few seconds, she said, "They're swollen.  Just a little bit.  It's 
nothing I would've noticed if I hadn't been looking, but they're 
definitely puffier than before."

"My breasts... are growing in already?"

"Looks like it.  The doctor said it'd be fast, but I never thought this fast."

"Let me see."  Dana ran over to the mirror to get a good look.

"You're like a little ten year old girl," Kathy teased.  "You're 
probably going to be running to the mirror every morning to see how 
much you've grown."

Dana blushed.  "I'd never."

Kathy grinned.  She stepped up behind him.  "Why not?"  She reached 
around and palmed his nipples.  "That's what I did."

Dana swooned with pleasure as Kathy rubbed her palms in little 
circles around his nipples and nibbled his ear lightly.  He could 
feel his dick growing hard in his panties.  He turned slightly and 
kissed Kathy full on the lips.  The two smooched as Kathy pushed her 
soon to be wife towards the bed.  She gently lay him on his back, 
then pulled his panties off.  She kissed his hard cock, then crawled 
above him.  She took his dick in hand and lowered herself onto it.

She leaned over and kissed him, returning her hands to his developing 
bosom.  He moaned in pleasure and tried to take her breasts in hand, 
but she knocked his hands away.  "No.  Let me do this for you.  Your 
first girly orgasm with someone just playing with your titties." 
Dana wanted to do more, but decided to lay back and let Kathy do as 
she wanted.

Kathy rocked her hips slowly and gently against his as she took his 
nipples in her fingers and playfully flicked and twisted them.  Kathy 
noticed that his nipples were a little larger than they used to be, 
but she also realized that had she not been making a specific mental 
comparison, she probably wouldn't have noticed.  They weren't that 
much larger.

Her playing soon had him gasping and moaning in desire, and when she 
leaned over and took his nipple in her mouth, he screamed and arched 
his back in orgasm.  He wrapped his arms around her and held her to 
him as he recovered from his orgasm.  Soon, he was kissing her with a 
lot of little kisses all over her face and neck.  He pushed her onto 
her back as he kissed his way down her body, through her cleavage, 
over her belly, straight to her cunny.  Kathy was weird that way, 
preferring Dana to go right to her cunt with his mouth, with as 
little foreplay as possible.  Although technically, Kathy supposed 
that the cunnilingus they both enjoyed so much could be considered 
foreplay, but for Kathy and Dana, the mouth music he played on her 
sex was an act of love in and of itself, easily the equal, if not the 
better of him sticking his dick inside her.  Many was the time she'd 
come home from work all pent up with the day's stress, and, without a 
word, he'd get between her legs and gently lick her till she orgasmed 
all her troubles away.

As Kathy looked down on her transsexual husband gently licking her 
out, she came to realize that, somehow, their roles had become 
reversed.  She was the go out and bring home the bacon spouse, and 
Dana was the good, dutiful, stay at home wife.  He took care of the 
cooking, cleaning, as well as any other duties she might desire. 
Dana was like one of those wives you saw on the old 50's sitcoms that 
played on the flashback channels on cable.  Kathy almost giggled. 
Some of those wives would meet their husbands at the door with a 
drink, and Kathy had a vision of Dana doing the same thing.  It was 
kind of silly.

But then Kathy realized that if she had ever been the one to need a 
drink at the end of the day to unwind, then she had no doubt that 
Dana would've met her at the door with her favorite drink every day. 
As it was, Dana knew exactly when she needed a kiss, or a back-rub or 
a good tonguing at the end of the day.  Somehow he just knew.  Dana 
may have been the subordinate one in their relationship, but that 
gave him an incredible power over her and Kathy knew it.  Dana was 
worried that she might leave him?  Had he not touched her clit, 
eliciting a gasp of pleasure, she would've laughed aloud.  Without 
his love and support, Kathy would've never made it through the tough 
times.

She reached down and stroked his head as he licked her.  She loved 
him so much.  He was a silly little girl for ever thinking she'd 
leave him.  And it only took a few seconds before she threw her head 
back and screamed in orgasm.

After they were finished, Dana crawled up beside her, and took her 
clit in hand.  "It isn't going to be much longer before you have a 
full sized dick for me to suck down my throat."

Kathy reached up and stroked his chest.  "And, in less time than 
that, you'll have a huge pair of breasts for me to fondle and love."

Dana shivered in delight.  "Kathy, you're really not going to leave 
me?  You're going to stand by me?"

"Of course I'm going to stand by you.  You want to know a secret?  I 
think I need you a lot more than you need me."  Dana seemed 
incredulous.  "It's true.  You're the... woman behind the woman. 
You're the girl of my dreams."

Dana giggled.  "I never knew you were a lesbian."

Kathy smiled.  "Neither did I, until they told me that you were 
really a woman.  Now let's get some sleep.  Tomorrow's the first day 
of the rest of our new life."

Dana then cuddled up to Kathy and they fell asleep.

************
-- 
"This is reality, not T.V.  Can't you tell the difference?"
"Sure.  I just like T.V. better."

J R D
jrdss@pobox.alaska.net

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