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I looked down and saw transparent white lace shirt, which was buttoned only at one button and through which it was definitely possible to see two small tubercles of female breasts. Open navel and tight black mini-skirt which barely covered my hips. There was a loud sound from the impact of a heel when I tried to turn. Heels. Fucking high heels!

"God, Jerry, it's you?!" a surprised male voice said from behind me, causing me to twirl around and see the shocked face of a man who was looking at me from the doorway. "It's me! Sarah! I've become a man!" guy shouted and tried to grab me, but I pulled away.

"Hey! Who the hell are you?" I shouted, surprised by my new, feminine voice.

"It's me, Sara. God! I can't believe that the wish-granter actually worked! And... It's mean..." guy turned up his palm and I saw a wedding ring like mine, just slightly bigger. "We are married! Yes-yes-yes! Oh my God, Jerry, although, no, no, now it's Jerrye, or Jeeru... Jeeria?"

I was shocked and scared. It's Sarah? And... we are married?! At that moment, as if automatically adjusting the handle of the bag on my shoulder, I only now notice it. Quickly opening the bag, I find in it many items of women's things: makeup, perfume, lipstick and tampons... Oh fuck... I can't help it and I burst into tears, covering my face with my hands, when I finally found a ID card...

"Jerilyn Gertrude Williams... born 25th August 1996... married to..."

"Samuel Michael Williams," Sara's voice sounded over my shoulder. "God, Jerry, I'm so sorry, I didn't know it would happen! You... you're my wife!!! Oh, shit, and I'm your husband now... Hey don't cry baby! Shh..."

Sarah hugged me and I felt the strength in her muscular arms, she was much taller now. It's a nightmare. A terrible nightmare. But I felt safe, protected, and, in a strange way, happy in her arms, so I hugged her back, taking a deep breath and sniffling like a girl.

"Come on, sweetie, let's go home," she whispered in my ear and gently touched my ass, making me blush. "I think I need to learn how to be a husband, and you should get used to being a wife..."