My Choice

"Who are you and what are you?"

"I am Melinda and I am a girl."

"Who are you?"

"I am Melinda and I am a girl."

"Good girl. I now want you to do something for me. It will show the trance is in effect."

"What?"

"Shoot a load of cum."

Without touching myself I started squirting cum.

"Now Melinda I want you put on your training bra and panties and go out and announce yourself to your girlfriends."

"Hi, my name is Melinda and I am a girl."

It is now a year later. I find myself in the ladies room at the mall staring at one beautiful woman. Looking at my left hand I found an engagement and wedding ring on my ring finger.

Knowing my husband was outside waiting for me. I still walked out of the ladies room.

I found a man in his mid-thirties, slightly overweight standing just under six foot waiting for me.

"Melinda?"

"Yes."

"I am Victor your husband. Lets go home."

He then bent down and kissed me full on the lips.

Wanting to know, I asked. "Have we done it yet?"

"No we haven't. Dream Girls didn't want us to have sex, until you where out of the trance.

"That is one of biggest reason I want to get you home. Ever since the day I met you, I have dreamt of fucking your brains out. It has gotten so bad. I had to start masturbating before I went to sleep at night."

We didn't even make it to the bedroom. As we walked through the front door, Victor pushed me to the floor. Standing over me, he started unbuckling his pants.

"I can't stand it any longer," he almost screamed.

"Then don't." As I said this, I pulled down the zipper to my mini skirt.

We did right there in the hallway by the front door, the first time. We then proceeded to spend the next two weeks in bed enjoying each other bodies. The only time we got up from the bed was to eat or go to the restroom.