Letters 2/2 tg and romance

"I'll keep reading."

	'That evening I had a splitting headache and I had to go to
	bed early. Rose felt unwell too and kissed me goodnight.

	It was about midnight when I felt as though my body was on
	fire. Sweat was pouring off me and I had to get up to get a
	glass of water. As I went into the bathroom I felt my pyjama
	pants go loose and fall down from my legs. Too ill to do
	anything about it I staggered to the sink to get some water.

	I casually glanced in the mirror and saw my face was softer
	and more rounded. My normal black hair was growing out
	and becoming blonde. I put a hand to my face, not believing
	it was real and saw to my horror that my hand had lost it's
	muscular look and was now small and dainty.

	I stared at my face again and saw how the flesh had just
	finished changing and that the last of my hair had been
	replaced by long, blonde locks. Looking back at me, in the
	mirror was Rose's face.

	It was then I noticed a pressure on my chest and reached up,
	dreading what I would find. I could feel the flesh of my newly
	forming breasts starting to press against my hand. The nipple
	on the breast was erect and no matter how hard I pressed
	inwards my breasts kept growing. I gave up after a while and
	just let them hang there. A horrible thought struck me and I
	reached down to my groin, dreading what I would find. I
	screamed, a high pitched, womanly scream when my finger
	found only a moist, fleshy mound.

	I tore my clothes off and stood in front of the mirror. I looked
	exactly like Rose! I had her long, shapely legs and wide hips.
	My body was thinner and the curves I had were certainly not
	masculine. My breasts hung from my body and heaved as I
	breathed. So I did what any normal man would do, I
	screamed. '

"Fucking hell, I would do to," David exclaimed.

"I wonder what Rose did?" Jennifer asked.

"Dunno, let's find out," David said.

Jennifer continued reading.

	'I staggered back to my bed and lay down, in shock. I was
	about to investigate further when there was a knock at the
	door. I looked around to see if I could get anything to hide
	my new body and eventually found my dressing gown. I
	wrapped it around me ignoring the new sensations that
	bombarded me as I did it up.

	I called out, 'who is it?' in the most manly voice I could
	muster. A mans voice called back 'Vic, It's Rose.'
	I quickly got up and opened the door. My old body stood
	there with a shocked look on it's face. There was a thump as
	my old body fainted. I pulled 'Rose' back inside and brought
	her round with some cold water.

	I needn't go into the discussion we had as you can imagine
	what took place. Suffice to say we knew the accident was the
	cause and that 	we had no idea how to switch us back. We
	discussed how we felt at length and decided that we still loved
	each other regardless.

	Rose treated it as a joke, a vacation if you like and asked if I
	wanted to make love as a woman. I admitted that my new
	body made me as horny as hell so agreed. Besides it gave me
	chance to try out my new tits and pussy.

	This is where it gets explicit, sorry but it turns me on even
	now. So skip ahead if you want to'

"I'll skip shall I?" Jennifer asked.

"I'm curious. In any case we might miss something. Mom wouldn't
put it in if she didn't want us to read it."
	
"You just want some cheap thrills," Jennifer teased.

"Just read it will you," David replied.

OK then and Jennifer started to read.

	'We both lay down, naked on our bed, each of us unsure what
	to do. I wasn't too sure about kissing a man but when Rose
	ran her hand over my breast I was soon persuaded otherwise.
	The feelings were electric. She gently touched my face and
	ears, something which I had liked as a man and then kissed
	me. I expected to be repelled but something in me made me
	respond. I felt my pussy go all warm and moist as she kissed
	my now erect nipples.

	Instinctively I reached down and grabbed Rose's erect dick,
	she gave a sigh as I stroked it's long, hard shaft. All thoughts
	that this was my old body I was fucking went out of the
	window when she reached down and ran a finger over my
	moist cunt. A feeling of immense pleasure rushed thru my
	body as I felt her finger enter me. A loud, feminine moan
	erupted from my body as I felt as though I was on fire.

	So intense was the pleasure I lay motionless on the bed,
	relishing every stroke and caress Rose gave me. I'd had sex
	with Rose many times but sex AS Rose was another matter. I
	lost track of time as Rose brought me to the point of orgasm
	many times. It was incredibly frustrating but also incredibly
	pleasurable. I was surprised when she asked me to open my
	mouth and even more surprised when she sat above me and
	beckoned me to give her a blow.

	I'd always enjoyed Rose sucking me and wanted to return the
	favor. I grabbed hold of her cock and placed it in my mouth
	and started to gently stroke it with my tongue. Rose groaned
	with pleasure at this and I began to suck a little harder. It was
	hard to concentrate as the waves of pleasure began to
	increase for me as well. I tasted a warm, salty flavor and
	realised that this was her pre-cum starting to be released. I
	desperately wanted for her to fuck me and indicated as such.

	We paused for a few moments for me to put a rubber
	on her and then she straddled me. She fumbled a bit, trying to
	guide her new cock into me but I took hold of it again and
	guided it into place.

	I felt her warm, fleshy shaft enter me and I felt a stronger
	pleasure wave hit me as she went right in. She waited,
	stationary for a moment and then moved her hips up and
	down, driving her cock further into me.

	I felt as though I was about to be split in two but still the
	pleasure came as she thrust faster and faster. I was now
	groaning and moaning as Rose used to, it was the only way to
	express the pleasure I felt.

	Suddenly my body was hit by a hammer blow of pleasure and
	I let out a wail as ripples of pleasure spread from my pussy to
	all around my body. I felt a pumping, throbbing sensation in
	my pussy and saw that Rose had gone still. A few minutes
	later I felt Rose go flaccid inside me and she 	pulled out of
	me.
	
	We got up and just cuddled for ages, both of us completely
	satisfied. The questions how we would explain this, and
	what next, were forgotten in that brief time of post-orgasm glow.'

"I can't believe they just jumped into bed right afterwards," Jennifer
said.

"I can. People deal with shock in different ways. Look at us -- we've
been at each others throats for five years and here we are talking as
though nothing has gone on," David said.

"But still," Jennifer started to say.

"Mom did cut a lot of the dialogue out. I wish I'd been a fly on the
wall," David said.

"I suppose. Anyway, carry on," Jennifer said.

"Agreed," David said and started to read.

	'We tried to tell our parents of our situation but they failed to
	understand. Eventually they cut off all relations and refused to
	take our calls or answer our letters. It was a sad, hard time
	and only our love kept us going. What made it harder was
	that the military decided we were too sick to be of any use
	and wanted us out by the end of the year.

	As you may remember we got married in 1958 and it was one
	of the happiest days of my life. This letter is getting a little
	long so I'd better sign off, see you in number three.

		Love

		Vickie

		XXXX'

"OK, let's open number three," David said, still numb from the
revelations of the second letter.

"You read nearly all the second one. I think I should read next,"
Jennifer said.

"Fine. I need some time to think this thru. How about some more
coffee?"

"OK, you know where it is. "

"I meant you make it. It's YOUR house," David snapped.

"After all that's happened you still insist on getting this house?  Listen,
I need this place. Dad gave it to me for safekeeping and I'm NOT
selling," Jennifer shouted back.

"But look, we now know dad and mom switched, it must've placed a
strain on their emotional states, it would me. Using these letters, I've
got the.. ," David started to say.

Jennifer interrupted, "You wouldn't. These letters are private and
personal, not ammunition for your own ambitions. Mom's pouring her
heart out here and all you want to do is pick it up and serve it up as a
writ. Doesn't anything we've read so far make you see that Mom and
Dad loved each other and from that love came us. They'd hate to see
us fight like this."

"Of course they loved us and each other but that's not the point.
Mom wanted to use these letters to settle any arguments between us.
That's what I want to do. She wanted me to use them," David
argued.

"Look there's still two letters left. Let's see what they say and stuff
the coffee," Jennifer said, trying to placate David.

David thought for a while and then said "OK, You read."

Jennifer opened letter number three.

	'Hello again,
	By now you know our story of how we got married. This
	letter will explain events afterwards and maybe even resolve
	any differences between you. Anyway I'll pick the story where
	I left off.

	As I said we married in July 1958 and I made a stunning
	bride. Since both our parents had disowned us our wedding	
	was a quiet affair. It didn't matter, we were happy and after
	my honorable discharge had enough money to live on. I spent
	my time teaching Rose, now Robert, my engineering skills so
	as he could get a job easier. Remember in those days women
	did not become engineers, or rather they could but they
	couldn't find a job afterwards. It was a mans world.

	I also devoted my time to investigating what had happened
	that fateful night, but the science of the time was and may still
	be inadequate to explain what went on. In any case as soon as
	I fell pregnant with David all my experiments went out of the
	window. My mother's instinct was stronger than my desire to
	return to my old body. Feeling him kick and punch inside me
	was the only persuasion I needed to stay as I was. Robert had
	by then become a free-lance technical author and was
	enjoying having a career so he didn't mind much either.

	When David was born in 1960 my time was all but taken up
	by looking after him. As I had relished the challenge of
	formulae and electrons I now relished and revelled in
	motherhood.

	When David was two we agreed to have another child and
	Jennifer was the result. Naturally I identified more with David
	and Robert identified more with Jennifer. As you grew up we
	took on the roles the other would normally take. I was the
	one to give the 'father-son' chats for example. We both
	remember your childhoods with great fondness, and the
	excitement and pride of seeing you both grow up into adults
	will stay with me forever.

	We moved here in 1963 and I soon became a memorable
	figure in the town. I led the women's rights marches and
	burned my bras with the rest of them. Soon I became
	known as the town's 'Calamity Jane'. I could write a book on
	our lives together, on the good times and the hard, but I do
	know I couldn't have wished for a better partner or for more
	beautiful children.

	You remember the rest of the times we had so I'll skip to
	the now. Your father, my husband of nearly forty years has
	died. Words cannot describe my feelings of loss and grief, but
	he is still here, inside. I guess you now feel the same about	
	me. David, don't hide your feelings from yourself. Jennifer let
	out the grief that I know is still inside. Be there for each other
	no matter what has gone on before.'

Jennifer stopped reading, the tears welling up in her eyes. She wiped
them away with her sleeve and went to continue to read when David
said "Y'know seeing her write those words makes me feel better.
They struggled thru thick and thin to stay together."

"Mom would cry her heart out to see us like this. I'm sure when she
wrote this she had no idea of the bad blood that would be between
us. Why don't we put it all behind us, for her sake?" Jennifer said.

David sighed.  Deep down he knew Jennifer was right. He turned to
her and said, "Why don't I read?"

"Fine, Change the subject. I'm tired of reading for a while anyway,"
Jennifer said and handed David the Letter.

David took the letter and started to read.

	'There are a couple of things to tidy up before I go. Firstly the
	will. We know that the choice to give the house to Jennifer
	will be controversial. David I sincerely hope that you will
	understand our reasoning for this and not go off the wall at
	Jennifer for getting the house rather than you.'

David stopped reading and looked rather sheepishly at Jennifer.
Jennifer glared back. Deciding to see what was going to happen next
David started to read again.

	'David, we knew that you were doing well and didn't really
	need the house. Of course you valued it, as the place you
	grew up in but if you are honest you don't REALLY need it
	do you. Jennifer, however, does. Her divorce has left her alone
	and broke and our home is the only solid thing she can now
	hold onto. We also knew that she would never sell, and so she'd
	keep the hiding place of these letters intact. Besides it was our
	house and ours to do with as we will. The fourth letter
	contains information that makes all our reasoning clear. But
	I'm getting ahead of myself..

	Robert and I discussed what to do with what, he wanted to
	split the house fifty-fifty but I persuaded him to do otherwise.
	Jennifer, once I am gone and these letters have been read feel
	free to sell the house and use the money as you wish. Start up
	your own business or anything. As a woman you have more
	opportunities for a career than I ever did.  Make the best of it.
	Get on with your life and live it.'

David stopped reading and looked at Jennifer. The two siblings stared
at each other for a few seconds and then Jennifer said without any
trace of smugness "I guess that blows your claim to the house out of
the water. Mom gave it to me to help me get thru my divorce. She's
right of course. I need to get on with my life."

David sighed "You're right. I can't argue about it now. I can't pretend
to like it but I guess financially speaking I don't NEED the house.
You were right earlier, about mom hating to see us fight, I'm sorry."

Jennifer's face brightened.  She saw a chance of reconciliation and
took it. "I tell you what. When I sell the house I'll give you half, as
you wanted," David's face brightened. Jennifer continued "On the
proviso that you invest in my new cleaning business. I need the
money and you don't lose any face. As you would say it's win, win."

David thought it over and then said "Partners, fifty-fifty?"

"Sixty, forty it's my business after all."

"OK. As long as you let me teach you about the accounts. You never
had any allowance left at the end of the week anyway."

"Done and done," Jennifer said holding her hand out.

David took her and they shook hands. Jennifer felt a weight lift from
her and the pain of the last few years melted away. She looked at
David, tears once again in her eyes and said "What about the rest of
the letter?"

"Shit. I'd forgotten about that. I'll read on."

	'David. We are so proud of what you've achieved. You've
	fulfilled our every wish for you. Well done. Look after your
	sister for me please.

	The second matter is one of closure. If you remember back a
	year or so ago both of us went away for a few weeks. We
	told you it was a second honeymoon, but in fact we went
	away to TGEN labs for tests. As you know they had mapped
	out the human genome and so had the best chance of
	explaining what had gone on all those years ago. The fourth
	letter is from one of their head researchers, James Shatner.

	When the results arrived we debated long and hard what to do
	about it. In the end we decided that ignorance was the best
	course of action, that to tell you too far in advance would
	cause you to worry. It might not happen anyway.

	Before I finish, I just want to tell you that I love you and you
	have made my life a complete and happy one. I have no
	regrets over what happened and I wish you well in whatever
	you do.

		All My Love

		Mom

		XXX'

"Hmmm, I Wonder what the letter will say and why she wanted it
kept a secret? And what might not happen?" David said, sounding
worried.

"Let's find out," Jennifer said taking the fourth letter and opening it.
Jennifer started to read.

	'Dear Mr and Mrs Williams.

	After much consultation with my colleagues here (EAB sends
	her regards, by the way) and long correspondence with other
	research labs around the world I can now tell you the results
	of the tests you had and some theories surrounding what
	occurred in 1957.

	It is our opinion that the solar flare that struck the Earth on
	the 18th August 1957, added with the effects of exposure to
	gamma radiation caused a situation where your DNA started
	to merge and gradually take over the other person's. Although
	we at TGEN have mapped the human genome we are some
	way away from developing a system where it can be modified
	at will. I guess what I'm saying is that there is currently no
	way to reverse the situation.  Sorry.

	Furthermore, there are signs that this genetic take-over is
	hereditary, and the children you have may be at risk of the
	same thing happening to them. They carry a combination of your
	DNA inside them and it is possible and indeed likely that this
	DNA will resurface. In layman's terms  their DNA would be
	overwritten by yours. Your son David would physically (not
	mentally) become Vickie (of 40 years ago) and Jennifer would
	physically become Robert (also of 40 years ago). Although you
	thought this could be the case and that thier puberty could 
	cause the onset, the most likely time for this to occur would
	be the onset of the female menopause and the changes that
	occur in men around the same age.'

David and Jennifer looked at each other and burst out laughing.
Nine months later it didn't seem very funny at all.