Breakfast was early today as they wanted to finish up the different tournaments before it would get too hot. The afternoon would be leisure time and tomorrow and Wednesday it will all be water activities. Then on Thursday everyone will fly back to their homes and the wedding will be officially over. I will be off on Friday still and go back to work on Monday. I'm sure they'll freak out, the one thing I learned from my five years working for the company that paid my full college education in MIT was that they are sexist. They employ women yes, but only in secretary type jobs and maybe some in HR and accounting, not one female in engineering however. And I'm sure a man who transitioned into a woman will be worse in their mind even. But that's fine, I only have a few months left on my contract, the main product that I worked on is pretty much done, and I wouldn't be surprised if they simply let me go. And last night I had a great time with my father in law to be, discussing my future, my plan to startup my own business which he will be happy to invest in.

I see Donna glowing, she must have had a great night with Shane. I catch her eyes and her wink confirms it. Destiny and Marley walk hand in hand along the buffet. She's so small compared to him, yet she's the only one who ever took him fully in for a blowjob. She winked at me as well and I smile back. I'm so happy for my besties and I know they're happy for me. I anticipate three new weddings in the near future. Simone sees my eye contact with my friends and she rubs between my legs, confirming her desire for me. I feel a tear running down my cheek and she kisses it away. "Happy?" she whispers, and I nod.

I'm actually still in two competitions, in volleyball we haven't lost yet, and in badminton Shane and I are in the knockout stage. I will have to watch pool volleyball as Simone and Marley are still in there as well and cornhole to watch Donna. I'm glad all my muscles are back in good shape and we win the volleyball tournament. Having Marley on our team is really the difference and so he is in the pool. I make it all the way to the finals in badminton but that's where it ends. Same for Donna in cornhole. But all in all we're quite successful. There are prices for everyone, pretty much a wedding gift from Misty and her husband. A bottle of French champagne and a bottle with Carribean rum, both having a label with their thank you on it. But first prizes were a fully paid for week for two back in this resort and second prizes similarly but for a resort in Florida. So all in all not bad for us. We agree that the six of us will come back later this year, perhaps around Christmas. And some of the extra tickets we give to Dave, and hopefully he'll bring his crush, and Harry who says he knows plenty of women who will come along for a free trip.

We can finally relax and I want some alone time with Simone. We stroll along the beach for hours, talking about everything in our lives and what the future holds for us. We even make love in a very secluded area that we call our own private beach. It was luck that we found it, but I call it karma. That's where Simone explains to me how she called the company that makes the bodysuits. It was clear that they made a mistake, what I already suspected. The two extra suits that Misty had ordered should have been short term but in the rush to get the suits here on time they sent the same model as the first one, the one for Destiny. The big difference is essentially how the ballsack is clamped, preventing male hormones from being released into the body, while a high dose of female hormones was injected the moment I put the suit on. I still remember that initial pain when I put the suit on. A special chemical in the suit itself caused it to merge with my normal skin and that explains why it feels so natural on me and why it even darkens in the sun. They claim that they can make more of my breasts sensitive but it will require some surgery. Typically though a female hormones regime should help me grow my own breasts or breast implants are also an option. A bit longer term a serious surgery would replace the fake vagina by a reconstructed version made from my own male parts there. The fact that I want to retain my penis at first worries them and they suggest to undo the damage the suit has done already to my crotch. Simone scheduled me to see them on Friday, waiting longer is not a good idea. As the company feels responsible for the mistake that was made any of these surgical options that all can take place in their own clinic will be performed free of charge. Same for Donna.

Once Simone is done explaining all of this we agree it's not too bad, as long as we can keep my penis in working order for one to two years, assuming I can get her pregnant. She then proceeds to sit on one knee and she proposes to me, officially, with a diamond ring and all. It's funny, as we had already discussed that we were made for each other and that our future would be together, but this gesture of her love towards me made me cry. The ring is beautiful, something that I would have gladly given to my woman if I were still a man. But in this relationship I'm the girl even though we're both women. Of course I say "Yes!", I want nothing more than to marry her. And the ring fits perfectly on my finger. She says the ring has a partner that they are holding in the jewelry in the hotel and she hopes I will buy it for her. I cry from happiness, again, of course I will get the ring for her. We sit there for a very long time, hugging, enjoying the view and most of all each other.

Dinner is with Misty and my new friends. We discuss the call with the bodysuit company and nobody is surprised. It explains our desire to remain female. Misty is upset though that through her actions Donna's and my life have changed permanently where she had promised that we could go back to being ourselves after one week. And even though we both protest, as we're happier than we would have been ever as a man, she states that she will take care of all legal expenses that we may have to deal with, and she includes Destiny in this as well. As a matter of fact she has pictures made of us and she will get us new passports. I know she can do this, I have one to prove it, but the new one will have my own last name and I will be officially Jaqueline.

Finally I get a chance to show my engagement ring and I receive an avalanche of hugs and kisses. When I look Donna and Destiny in their eyes I see happiness but also a huge desire to be next. And glancing at Shane and Marley I know they will not have to wait long. My biggest hug as well as a deep kiss came from Misty. She's genuinely happy for me, and she confesses that the few months we spent together after my parents died helped her as well, she had started seriously planning her own future as well. But, she states, she had seen some feminine trades in me already, in the way I supported a women's engineering group in their struggles on campus, but also how I had worn her leggings at the time without protest when I had run out of clean pants due to the laundromat place losing all my clothes that I had dropped off. I smiled, remembering how comfortable they were and as she had told me to keep them I wore them quite often since, at home.


When Simone shows her ring, they go crazy again, while I smile and sit back. We got it a bit earlier after coming back from the beach. I had to use two different credit cards to pay for it but it was worth it and a perfect match to mine as everybody noticed. Simone had told me not to worry about the price, with what she had in mind for us I would never have to worry about money again.

-------- Four years later --------

Well, there you have it, I had kept some sort of a diary during my first days as a woman. With enough detail that I could share my story here with all of you. Overall my life since has been great, though not without struggles. For example, after my first visit to the clinic where I had to go through a surgical procedure, I sent an email to my boss, asking for a few more days due to some complications in my transition to womanhood. That same day his reply came, telling me not to bother coming back. Can't say I didn't expect it, as they had no female engineers, but the dismissal still hurt. 

And there were more things like that, things I never saw as a man, but now experienced as a woman. Simone said not to worry, she had dealt with it all her life, but I saw so much injustice. A man, cutting in front of me at a Starbucks, got helped first. A waiter that gets lunch orders from a table with some men next to us right after they enter, while we were waiting for five minutes, and he dared to say that he needs to get them back to work quickly. Men sniggering when I'm behind the wheel, like I suddenly don't know how to drive a car. A business deal gone bad, when my client realized the product was designed by a woman.

And the amount of people, both men and women, who are rude just because I'm lesbian, like I'm a lesser human being.

Thank god there are a lot of benefits too and my wonderful wife who helps me get through the bad parts. The Friday after we returned from the wedding we went to the clinic to find out that my situation was not so easy. I knew from childhood that one of my balls hadn't dropped until much later and there was quite a difference in size. The clamp in the bodysuit had squeezed the larger one due to the unevenness and it had lost its functionality. The doctor, who insisted we call her Melanie, suggested a surgery to remove it and stimulate the smaller one. It was healthy enough to produce sperm, just not a lot of it. And the loss of testosterone combined with the dose of female hormones in my body would probably shrink it even more. She suggested we should not wait with getting Simone pregnant. Time was of the essence and she didn't think it would last long enough for a second pregnancy. We should take every opportunity to milk my sperm and have it stored in her lab, so she could process it and get the most fertile part from it and freeze it.

Melanie was actually a lovely woman, probably ten years older than us, but she had a sad demeanor over her. She had founded the nonprofit clinic after she had helped her brother in his own transition with her business motto to help as many people as possible. She felt responsible for my situation, first because they had sent the wrong suit, but also due to the damage to the scrotum. That could have been prevented if I had it fitted in her clinic and she stopped sending out suits for a DIY fitting since then. She was not charging us for the surgery to remove my one ball and restore my dick to working order. And later she would not charge anything for my sex reassignment surgery either.

The three of us became friends and she confessed she was a bit jealous of us, for I was exactly what she had hoped to find in her own life. A woman who could make her pregnant. Simone, as usual, was the more practical one, and she simply invited Melanie over and share our bed with her, which she has done two or three times per week ever since. We both went at her, me with whatever I had left in me and Simone with her high tech dick, filled with my own processed sperm. And both Simone and Melanie tested positive in the same week. It was my turn now to be jealous as the two of them went through all these pregnancy phases at the same time, and as much as they tried to include me, it was not the same. Both gave birth to what technically were my daughters, Simone's a beautiful redhead like her mom and grandma. And Melanie's girl looked like her own baby photos. But in both I saw a bit of me.

And leave it to Melanie's genius to add an extra layer to my slowly growing breasts with a reservoir that I could fill with milk that they had pumped from their own breasts and I could feed both girls and feel them sucking my nipples. It was the most wonderful feeling in my life, worth every injustice that I had gone through as a woman. By now I was physically a woman as well thanks to the same genius and my own fluids ran wildly in my vagina when the girls were feeding off me.

The second pregnancy for both went very similar although I was less involved in the physical act, it was still my sperm. Simone impregnated Melanie and Melanie returned the favor. What I found was that I liked to be at the receiving end much more than being on top. I realized that that had always been the case in my few relationships that I had before all this, and that was probably why it never worked out for us then. So there was indeed more reason apparently why I so simply accepted my role as a woman at the wedding at the time. Having said all of that, my tongue was always put to good use on both ladies, I gave and took.

Simone had twin girls, as ginger as their sister, and Melanie another girl as well. I was really needed now in the breastfeeding department. But Melanie had a surprise for me. For the past year she had worked on developing an artificial womb and I was to be her test subject. It was placed in my belly and she fertilized one of Simone's eggs with my own sperm in her lab and it was placed in my womb. I was to experience pregnancy now myself and it is the most amazing thing. She got pregnant as well, just so she could give me the same support as Simone had received during her pregnancies. Maybe I'll update you all later once I give birth, but I have a pretty good feeling it will be another beautiful redhead.

Okay, enough about pregnancies. The Thursday after the wedding we drove with our parents to their home, a beautiful mansion I should say. Did you pick up on how I said "our" parents? Yes, they had clearly decided to fill the void from my own parents passing away. Even when Simone and I weren't married yet, nor after, did they consider me a daughter in law, I was simply another daughter, with all the love given to me as their child. I formed a very strong bond with Mama as Simone had always pulled more towards her father. Anyway, from our parents mansion we took a golf cart and drove to Simone's home, much deeper on the many acres of land they owned. At first we drove through orange trees, which was fairly common in Florida. But after a while Simone pointed out that we were now on her property, with palm trees, banana trees, lots of sugar cane and a number of fruit trees I'd never seen before.

When we finally reached Simone's home, or our home I should really say, it was a smaller mansion, but with a huge multistory greenhouse attached. I liked the home, it was decorated in a modern style, more expensive than I could ever afford but that was no longer an issue. When she finally showed me the greenhouse I was perplexed. She had created, her hobby she said jokingly, a piece of rainforest in which she grew orchids, very rare and very expensive orchids. The first thing that came to my mind was the smell, a bold sweet smell that I could lose myself in. I had never experienced something so sensual, odor wise that is. And beautiful. She showed me a set of orchids that she would soon deliver for $50,000 a piece. Talk about a hobby going out of control. But it became my favorite place in the house, I could sit there for hours, just watching her taking care of the flowers. We soon had a bed moved into a secluded area where we spent many love making sessions surrounded by colorful butterflies, humming birds and waterfalls.

I did start my own business, creating a generic AI product, that would automatically process all data that it had access to and self-train a neural network without human interference. The results were consistently amazing in the different fields that our clients applied it to. Our clients yes, as Simone had taken over the business part so I could fully concentrate on the product development. I had always been worried about starting for myself, not knowing if I would make it through another month, but being married to a very rich lady and her rich dad also investing, took that worry away. With the first profits the company made I set up the "Women in Engineering Foundation", an organization that would stimulate young girls to choose a career in engineering, providing many scholarships and also career counselors. But most critical, it provided on site daycares so that women could start a family and take care of the kids without having to take off for a number of years as so many do.

Throughout the years our friendship with Donna and Destiny remained strong. We all got married and kept in touch, planning vacations together or simply hang out if anyone was in the area. They're both very interested in the artificial womb I'm testing, I really hope they can get this same experience one day as I have now. Well, I have to end it here, the girls want to play Princess and I have to dress them all up. 

I love this!