Chapter 1
I reach for a towel as I exit the shower. I can see my wife laying on the bed in the other room staring at me.
"You like what you see?" I ask, holding the towel open for a moment and swinging my hips. She doesn't look very impressed though.
"You're so lucky." She replies, ignoring my question. "You don't have to deal with half of the bullshit I do!"
She had started her period yesterday and was obviously in a lot of discomfort as she laid on the bed.
"Being a man is so much easier that being a woman." She said, frustratedly. "You wouldn't be able to handle a week as a woman."
I continue to dry myself off as I approach the bed.
"I've seen you when we have sex, seems like you enjoy that pretty well." I say smiling. "You can get off a million times and it's like a whole body experience each time for you. Imagine if you could only do that once and you were done."
"You are really going to bring up sex like it's the only thing that I should consider when being a woman?" She asks, a bit of bitterness in her tone. "Periods, pregnancy, constantly having to worry about other men when I'm out and about, skincare routines, makeup, hair.... Should I continue?!"
"I'm sorry baby." I say, leaning in to kiss her on the forehead. "If I could take away all of the pain and worries for you, I would in a heartbeat."
She calms down a little before continuing.
"I appreciate it, but can you finally see how it's harder to be a woman?" She asks.
"Well...I think it's just different kinds of hard. I have to worry about taking care of the money, going to work everyday, making sure everything gets paid for, taking care of the house, the size of my dick..."
"Wait what?!" She interrupts. "The size of your dick?! Why are you worried about that?"
"Every guy is self conscious about it, we can't help it." I reply. "Unless you just have a massive dick, which I don't, so yes I worry about it."
"That's the dumbest fucking thing I have ever heard!" She says angrily. "Why would that matter? You obviously know how to make me feel good."
"Yes, but I have seen and heard you when we use bigger toys." I reply. "You are always way more vocal and you get off so much quicker."
Her face turns blood red as she blushes. She turns her head so she doesn't have to look in my eyes.
"Well, it's a different kind of pleasure..." she says softly. "Both are amazing but sometimes I want a little more."
"See!" I say back.
"Still, that doesn't mean that it's harder for men. Women have a much harder time." She says, looking back at me sternly.
"Whatever you say babe." I laugh. "I need to get ready for work though."
I give her a few kisses and get ready to head out.
Work goes by as usual. Constantly running around, answering questions and calls. Before I know it, I am packing up to head back home.
When I get home, the kids are running around outside and I can see my wife sitting in a chair, looking intently at her phone.
"Hey baby!" I say, greeting her with a kiss. "How was your day?"
"Well other than the kids coloring on the walls, spilling juice all over the counter, and biting each other, wonderful!" She replies. I can feel the sarcasm in her voice. "I just once want a week or two of a break from this everyday."
She leans back in the chair and closes her eyes.
"I'm sorry, if I could switch places with you, I would." I tell her, hugging her around the neck.
"About that..." she starts, "have you seen the news at all today?"
"I haven't had a chance to look. I was running around like crazy at work today." I reply. "Why, what's up?"
She opens her phone and flips to an article on Apple News. The headline reads: "New Drug Developed to Re-Write DNA."
"Cool, what's it all about?" I ask. It's definitely enough to peak my interest.
"Well I was reading through it and they were able to re-write someone's DNA to change the X and Y chromosomes. Basically, they were able to change someone's gender." She starts. "And over about a week period, the persons body completely reworked itself into the opposite sex."
"What the fuck? That can't be real." I say. "That's some sci-fi shit."
"Oh it's real, they show the test subjects progression throughout the week, look." She says, handing me her phone.
I watch the video and see an average looking man talking on the video.
"This is day one on the treatment" he says, standing up and placing his body in the frame so that you can see it all. He's wearing a tight suit that resembles a leotard. It is cut at the biceps and a few inches above his knee.
He starts to rotate 90 degrees to show every angle of his body. I can plainly see the outline of his package from the side. The video cuts back to original position and I see his face again.
"This is day two on the treatment" he says. This time I can see that his face is a bit softer than the last clip. His jawline has rounded off slightly and his eyebrows seem a little more thin.
He stands up and rotates again, this time he measures himself at the end.
"5'11" he says with a surprise. "I was 6'1" when I began the treatments, it's working quickly."
It cuts back to the beginning and this time I see him with hair that is down past his ears. When he has started, his hair was fairly short. This is definitely a few inches longer.
"This is day three on the treatment" he starts. "As you can tell, some things are changing pretty rapidly." He pulls at his hair, twisting it in his fingers. I had not paid much attention to his hands before but they almost looked like full feminine hands now. Soft and thin fingers with longer finger nails.
"This isn't the only thing though." He states, standing up. To my astonishment, his body shape has changed dramatically. "I measured myself earlier and I am down to 5'9" now. Also, my hips and thighs have gained considerable mass."
He turns to the side and I can see the his ass is sticking out much further than the previous day. I also notice that his dick is much smaller than at the start.
"This is insane!" I say, turning to my wife.
"Keep watching, it gets better." She replies.
It cuts back to his face again and now his hair is down to his chin. It's almost like a bob haircut.
"This is day four on the treatment" he says, his voice seemingly pitching up higher on a couple of the words.
"More changes are happening quickly." He says, his voice changing octave pretty easily this time.
"The most obvious is my hair and voice. However, something else quickly caught my attention when I woke up this morning."
He steps back from the camera to reveal the very obvious. His nipples were jetting out of the suit and I could tell small breasts were forming under them.
Another thing catches my eye as well. His lips are much bigger than before. They look just like women's lips, soft and pillowy.
As "he" (I'm not sure if I should call him that anymore) turns to the side, I notice again that "his" body has changed even further. Long slender, arms compliment "his" now smaller hands as "he" rests them on "his" hips and rotates.
"I don't feel like a man anymore, at least not entirely." They say, looking back at the camera after completing the full spin for the camera. "I'm down to 5'8" and I have lost almost 30lbs. I was 210 when I began this transition and I'm down to 183 now."
It cuts back to the start position again and I am greeted with the face of a woman.
"This is day five on the treatment." She says, her voice now completely feminine. "Big changes last night..." she says shyly.
She stands up to reveal her body. This time she has chosen to change her outfit to a tank top and boy cut panties to better suit her.
My mouth opens involuntarily as I see the full impact of the changes.
"Everything is way more sensitive now. My hair, my skin, and especially these." She says, gently giving her now larger breasts. "This is so crazy, I'm actually about to be a full woman."
She turns sideways and I can see just the faintest outline of her minuscule dick now.
"I no longer have testicles. Sometime last night they must have gone back inside of me." She says. "And my dick is no longer than an inch now, even when it's hard. I started with a nearly seven inch cock, now it's about to be gone."
Her hair is now down past her shoulders and her face has no masculine features left.
"I also measured myself again and I'm down to 5'6". I'm not sure how much further I will go, but I'm excited to see!" She says with a smile on her face. Even her teeth seem to be smaller.
"This is the craziest part." My wife says looking up at me.
"This is day six on the treatment." I hear faintly as I am looking at my wife. I turn back to the phone to see what is undoubtably a complete woman.
"Something major happened last night..." she begins, blushing. "I'm no longer a man."
This time she stands up and she is still wearing a tank top but now she has a thong on instead of boy cut panties.
"I woke up and felt an emptiness between my legs. When I reached down, I was greeted with a warm wetness." She says, still blushing.
I can't see any sign of a penis anymore and there isn't a trace of hair on her body.
"I'm completely female. Not just my body but I can feel it in my mind now." She says. "I know it's strange but this feels like this has always been my body."
I turn back to my wife. "This has to be fake. I'm sure they just edited a video to make it look real."
"Real or not, look at the rest of the article." She says, pointing back at her phone.
Past the video it reads: We are looking for couples to test the treatment on. We would place you in a resort to experience the changes together over a three week period. One week as you transition, a full week as the opposite sex, and the last week to transition back to your original bodies. Compensation will be provided along with the trip. Each couple will receive $50,000 for allowing us to test the treatment. If you are interested please call 1-877-647-1098.
"Wow, they seem pretty desperate." I say laughing. "50k and a resort trip for 3 weeks!"
I look back at my wife who doesn't seem to be laughing with me.
"We could use the money and the getaway" she says. "Plus, this is exactly what we were talking about this morning. We can final settle the debate of who has it harder."
"Are you serious?" I say. "You really want to do this?"
"Why not? It may be fun." She says.
"Fun?! We don't know how this shit works or if it even does!" I respond back. "And who is going to watch the kids for that long?"
"I talked to our parents, they agreed that it was good money and that we could use it, they said they could cover it." She replies, pulling me down for a kiss. "Don't you want to see what it's like on the other side?"
"We are really doing this?" I ask.
"I called the number earlier and reserved our spot, you just need to fill out the paperwork." She says smiling.
She swiped and presses on her phone until she pulls up the paperwork and hands it to me.
"I already filled out my portion so just scroll past it to yours." She says, turning her attention back to the kids.
Holding the phone I see that she has built her profile. It starts by asking the normal questions: First Name, Last Name, Phone, Email, etc.
I scroll past it and see a "body" section.
My wife has already put in her specifications:
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 225
