I took the shot first. I felt the pinch as it broke through the skin of my upper arm; I could feel the liquid burning as it entered my bloodstream; the heat spreading out. I swallowed hard and my throat closed a bit in anticipation, my forehead became warm and I could feel a light sweat break across my upper lip.
I looked over to my right to see my wife wince as she took her shot. She looked at me; we locked eyes and she smiled nervously. I could see the fear in her eyes, the anxiety that she was trying so hard to suppress, but never could.
“Well” the man said as he headed for the door “it has begun.” He stopped at the door and turned to us. “You will begin to see and feel the full effects momentarily.” He said as he placed his hand on the knob and began to open the door. “I hope you enjoy your decision” He nodded and headed out.
I was standing in the middle of our living room and my wife was seated in the chair to my right. Now she too stood and I turned toward her as she took the 2 steps to reach me.
“We’re going to be okay…aren’t we” she said with a waver in her voice.
I could see a tear forming in the corners of her eyes. Her bottom lip began to quiver slightly.
“Yes.” I said firmly “We’re going to be just fine…I’m excited. I know you’re not and that you’re doing this for me…”
She shook her head, the tears coming “No…I want to do this too…it’s just…I don’t know…It’s”
“…a lot to consider.” I finished for her. “But just think about what we get to do, what we get to experience…” my heart was racing and I was feeling warm all over. “I…” I stopped and cocked my head to the right a bit as I looked closely at my wife.
“What?!” she said excitedly and took a step back from me “What’s happening? What are you looking at?” She looked eagerly back at me. She scanned me up and down quickly “What?” she yelled.
I rubbed the spot on my arm where the shot had gone in my left arm and I put my hand flat on the top on my wife’s head; I then ran my hand back at myself in a straight line until it hit my chin. My wife’s mouth dropped open.
“I’m growing!” she said quickly
I nodded enthusiastically “Either that or I’m shrinking”
“Or maybe both” she said now smiling at me.
She looked up into my eyes, but not as far up as usual “Oh I love you Craig” she said as she stepped forward and hugged me tight. “Oh” she said again as she squeezed tighter.
I could always rest my chin on the top of her head when she had done this but now I kissed her on the forehead because it was now right at that level and I hugged her tightly back. “I love you too Honey” I said as I pulled back to now see that her eyes were not very far below mine.
“Whoa” I added as I took a step back “You’re going to catch me in a few seconds by the looks of it”
“Not just catch you…I’m going to pass you” she said with a tilt of her head and a slight laugh. She took the step forward now and put her hand on top of her head. She slid it forward and hit me in the forehead just above my glasses.
“Well Hello there” was all I managed as I looked her directly in the eyes. She smiled wide. And as I looked deep into her hazel eyes I then felt a slight shift as I lifted my eyes ever so slightly at first then a bit more and then even more upward to keep eye contact. If her smile could get any wider, it did in that moment; the moment my wife became taller than me.
“OMG” she managed while laughing “Bye-Bye” she gave a little wave to me as she grew slightly taller still. “Oh…it’s okay, I still love my short husband” she kissed me again and as our lips were locked together I could feel that I needed to shift my head to keep them together. She couldn’t stop smiling through the kiss and eventually our lips parted.
“OMG” she repeated “This is going to be so sweet” she almost squealed; she was getting so excited.
“Oh…and you were so scared a minute ago” I said looking up a good six inches to her.
“Well, I guess it’s amazing what a little height can do for a girl” she said and swung her right hip at me.
I looked down and put my hand out on that hip and she bounced back and squared up toward me. Now she placed her hand on top of my head and drew it into her where it bounced off her chin. “Almost there now” she said “I have to be over 6 feet tall now”
“Yep” I replied and I’m about 5’4” from the looks of it…so still a few more inches to go” I smiled. I was enjoying this too but she was always the more enthusiastic of the two of us.
“Cheer up…shorty” she added.
“Oh just wait…I’ll be all cheery when I get those” I said pointing directly in front of me.
“Be nice” she said “Besides, don’t think there aren’t parts that I want too” she smiled with a raise of her eyebrow.
We reached our new heights as we were talking. My wife now towered over me by more than a foot in height. We had changed some of our weight too during this but not all of it yet. I rolled my shoulders and looked down at the floor. It was much closer now. “Wow” I heard my wife say above me. I looked at her and saw her stand on her tip toes and press her palm to the ceiling “I’ve always wanted to do that” She saw me watching out of the corner of her eye. She laughed and eased back down flat footed. “And now I can” she said in a mockingly smug tone “And you can’t” she sang at me teasing like a little kid.
“Hey” I crossed my arms across my chest “stop picking on me…just cause I’m short now” I pretended to be mad.
She laughed as she swung her arms out to their full span. The T-Shirt she was wearing now lifted up exposing her belly. She dropped her arms to her side. She had on baggy gray shorts that had now ridden up her longer legs so her fingertips now came down below the bottom of her shorts. “I wonder what happens next?” she asked
“I don’t know, but I’m sure we’ll notice when it happens.” I said. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I pulled off my baggy red shorts and now just stood in my boxers. When I stepped out of the red fabric pile at my feet and made a move to flip the shorts out of the way with my right foot, the sight definitely caught my attention.
“OH” I said.
My wife hearing the jump in my voice turned and looked “Look at my foot” I said while pointing down at it and swinging her way. I pointed my toes aimed at her and we both watched with our jaws hanging open as we watched my foot turn into hers.
My foot got smaller all around with the heel coming in and the toes shrinking back and it narrowed across the top and bottom. It changed in color and texture as the skin and structure changed. My toes got smaller in length and width as each toe changed into my wife’s’.  The nails repositioned and even my heel got rougher and small cracks appeared just like my wife’s. I had my wife’s foot.
“Uh…” was all I managed. I knew that this was what we were in for, changing bodies with each other, but it was just so amazing to be watching and feeling as it happened that sometimes words failed.
I pulled my right foot back and as I did I realized my left had changed too. I brought my feet together. I clicked my heels together and lined my two big toes up next to each other. “Wow” I giggled “I’ve got your feet Honey” I was smiling as I looked up at her. She was staring down at her own feet.
“Yup, and I’ve got yours” she said without looking up. But now she did and it revealed a smiling face as she swept her brown hair back behind her ear. I looked across at her and looked down at her wiggling her toes. “At least they fit my body” she said “But they’re hairy” she said with mock disgust.
“Get used to the hair” I teased her “it’s about to get worse”
As I looked back to my, and I do stress, my, small feminine feet, a smile crossed my face. ”This is actually happening” I thought. I stole a quick glance towards my wife. She was still staring downward. I smirked and shook my head “I still cannot BELIEVE…this is actually happening” I thought again. I tapped my toes and rocked forward on to the balls of my feet and rose up slowly. In that moment I envisioned myself when this was over and I would fully have my wife’s body. I could see myself in high heels, it had always been my darkest secret…wondering what it was like to be a woman. What it all felt like, what it would be like to walk through life as a woman and now I was going to get that chance. I closed my eyes and let the smile spread across my face. I opened my eyes and saw my wife just staring at me smiling her own smile.
“You like this don’t you” she said nodding slowly.
“Yes. Yes I do” I said “Don’t you?”
She raised the right side of her mouth and nodded. “Yeah” then she lifted up her hands from her side “Ew” she said quickly and she did a quick hop. “My legs are tingling” she rubbed her hands over her thighs and as she did, black hair sprung out everywhere. She leaned over as her hands ran over her calves; hair sprouting from every pore and growing long and coarse. “My legs…they’re…they’re changing” I was looking as her legs changed in shape, now matching their new size. Her thighs became more angular and her calves were becoming more muscular and less soft. She was losing her softness, her roundness, her femininity.  Her legs had become a man’s legs.
I looked down to my own short legs and watched the opposite changes take place. My legs were becoming very feminine. All the hair just melted away, leaving behind nothing but smooth skin. My claves shrank down and took on her shape. My knees seemed smaller and less knobby, but my thighs seemed larger. Even though they were undoubtedly smaller than before, as they took on the fullness of a woman’s thighs they were bigger proportionately. My hands now ran over the front of my thighs, reveling in the smooth fullness. Her legs had always been my favorite feature of my wife. They were beautiful and now they were mine. I was still looking down and smiling and running my hands over and alternately squeezing my thighs, feeling the new flesh give beneath my hands, when I felt a sudden shiver run up my spine.
I gave a full shake and saw my wife doing the same. We looked at each other with a dawning realization spreading over our faces. “Oop” I managed
“Uh” she responded “Uh…”she stammered “Uh.”
My hand flew to my crotch. Both of her hands went there immediately. “Whoa.” She said. “Just a minute…wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute” Her eyes fluttered quickly with understanding that there was really no going back now.  “I don’t know if I’m ready for this” she added quickly. “AH” was all she said in the end. Her hands lifted up ever so lightly and hovered over the area as it expanded. The bulge began small but grew large and quickly. She exhaled suddenly and loudly and dropped her chin like she had just taken a hit to the stomach. Her shorts were stretched to their limit in a moment and she rolled her neck as the change continued. She pursed her lips and blew out air in a tight lipped stream. Then her shoulders slumped down and the tension left her body. She coughed lightly as to clear her throat and then my wife said “Oh my God”.
Her hand flew to her throat and her eyes bulged at the sound.
My eyes bulged out in response, I couldn’t believe what I had just seen and then heard.
“My voice!” her now deep voice rolled out “It’s changed!...it…I…I sound like you…I…my God…look at me”  As her right hand stroked her now prominent Adam’s apple, a side effect of the other recent body change, her left hand reached down, fondling and eventually revealing her newest addition. “It’s huge” she said in delight. She gripped tightly.
She was still lost in what would now rule the rest of her days, when I felt the changes overwhelm me. My hands were resting on my groin as I felt everything retreat inward suddenly. “Uh-Oh…I’m uh…I’m…” I looked up and with a flood of emotion…”Help.”
My wife looked over at me and I could see almost a pity come across her face. I saw the first real sign of our switching roles. She had a look of power and control suddenly and now I felt on the verge of tears. I could feel a tear forming in my eye and I could feel a slight tremble rack my body. “I…it must be the estrogen kicking in…yeah…that’s all”. I wiped my eye with the corner of my hand as quick as I could. My right hand entered the front of my boxers and my finger rode up quickly hitting no resistance.
“Sure. Sure that’s all” was her reply to me and she gave a quick smile. “But now, You, get to deal with having a period.” “So glad that’s gone.” She smiled at me and cocked her head “No more shaving my legs…no more shaving my pits…no more shaving anything if I don’t want to. No more periods…period. I don’t have to wear heels or hose ever again…or a bra…or ever put on make-up again, or spend more than 30 seconds on my hair again. I don’t have to worry about shopping or even my weight or God forbid, bikini season ever again. Wow, why did I ever question this? What part of this deal are you winning out on again?”
I just looked up to her smiling, somewhat condescending face. I crossed my arms and huffed a breath out “Well I…Oop” Now my hand shot to my neck. My fingers rode down the smooth front of my throat.  I smiled confidently and rose up to my full 5’2” and stamped my tiny right foot down in mock indignation. I said loud and clear “I can’t wait to be a woman. I can’t wait to have all that that you just dismissed. I welcome it with open arms…bring it on.” I didn’t smile.
“Jeez…I’m just joking…you women can be so testy sometimes”
“Tsk…huh” I said sounding exactly like my wife when she is annoyed. “You’re going to find out just how much trouble that thing is” I said jabbing at her new member.
“Well” she said looking down at it “It certainly looks ready for a fight or something”
A look of acknowledgment crossed my face as my hands slid to my hips as they widened out and rounded off. My hands then slid backwards and I grasped the flesh of my rear as it expanded beneath my fingers.
“Ohh…Baby got back” my wife said as I received her butt. “Well as much as a hundred and fifteen pound white girl can have back, but you do now have a woman’s butt. Hey! Another thing I don’t have to worry about ever again: the shape and size of my butt and if it looks good or not…HA!”
I squeezed a few more times then gave my hips a quick shake back and forth. “Mock it all you want…but if you’re really going to be a guy, it’s going to drive you wild just to see it. And if I move it just right…you’ll do anything I want. That’s why I want to be a woman.”
Her own hips had narrowed and her butt and changed shape too but as her waist expanded and mine slimmed we realized that we were over half way there. My stomach came in, my navel turned from an outie to an innie as I took my wife’s stomach from her. Her stomach came out a bit. I wasn’t fat but going from 115 to 200 was bound to bring its share of changes. “Ugh…more hair” she said as hair did now surround her navel and start to track both up and down. She quickly removed the T-shirt she had on and looked down at her changing chest.
She brought her shoulders forward and reached around to grab her back as it expanded out greatly. “Ow…it’s stretching out” as she brought her arms back and tried to touch elbows behind her back she noticed her next big change. “Oh…uh…bye-bye boobs…it’s been good knowing you”. Her chin rested on her chest as her breasts shrank and shrank smaller and smaller. They pulled backward, until just her nipples puffed out, and then those too shrank down and pulled in. Her fingers ran over them and gave a quick pull and squeeze. “Huh…nothing” She looked at me. “There’s no feeling there at all” she pulled again. “No wonder you never got excited when I bit those.”
I just shrugged “Yeah…I tried to tell you, but…uh…oh” My back and sides had been contracting inward and I felt smaller than ever as my ribs shifted slightly I could feel a definite warmth pass through me again. My nipples puffed up and stood at full attention, they were growing outward and much more sensitive. I could feel the air on them. Then I felt some heft come into my chest. They were growing out and filling in. My hands hovered over them as they grew bigger then they settled a bit and dropped down into place. My hands went under them and I hefted them up and let them drop, just feeling the weight against my chest. I swung back and forth to watch them move and then I did a quick bounce.
“Just wait until you’ve had them awhile” Laura said to me. “They’ll lose their novelty real quick…once you get a woman’s full mind”
I just smiled “But you’ll never stop thinking about them. Just wait until you think for the first time ‘I wish I had boobs’…you’ll know that you’re really a guy.” I just shook my head. “These are all the difference” I said still moving them up and down.
“Now I guess I can live with this hair” she said as she ran her hands over her hairy chest.
“More to go though” I said as I felt my shoulders round off and my arms start to shrink. My right hand grabbed my left upper arm as it shrank, getting smaller and smoother, weaker in my own way. The hair melted away again. I held my hands up in front of my face. I watched in wonder as they changed like my feet had. The whole size changed at once, shrinking in all directions. My fingers got shorter and slimmer, my nails grew and repositioned. My hands were now feminine.
As I dropped my left hand down, my wedding ring slid off and hit the carpet below me with a soft pop.
My wife, realizing what was happening, now quickly pulled off her rings before they got stuck on her expanding fingers. She fumbled with them as her fingers were already changing and her two rings now fell to the floor where I heard the clink as they connected on the floor. Her arms had grown and changed dramatically, at least it looked dramatic to me. Where she had always had slim, almost delicate arms, now her arms were large, muscular and yes, hairy; she flexed her fingers into fists and I could see her knuckles turn white. She examined her nails and fingers, now thicker.
With our voices already switched, they only thing left was our faces and hair.
I started to walk past her, using her body for the first time, walking and feeling how different her body felt in motion; the extra weight shift in my chest, the sway in my hips, the bounce in my step. “Hey? Where are you going?” she asked.
“To a mirror” I said, turning my head back to look at her. “I want to see this”
“Oh, good idea” she said following me.
“Wow” she said “I made it here, in like, 6 steps”
“Oh Shut it” I said and slapped her now hard shoulder.
I stared in the mirror and the reflection was quite odd at the moment. My head on my wife’s body were looking back at me and now, a larger image enters the frame; my body with my wife’s head towering over me. She put her hands on the counter in the bathroom and leaned forward. “Wow…if I stand straight up, I can’t see the top of my head…it cuts it off”
“Yeah, I know, not my problem anymore” I smiled “I guess ducking isn’t going to come up too often anymore for me”
“No. Not at all really”
I started to laugh but stopped. “Hey! Take your earrings out” I yelled at her and her hands immediately went to her ears and quickly pulled them out, lying them on the counter
“Thanks…that would have hurt…oh, it’s starting” she said
And sure enough as I looked into the mirror, I saw my chin pulling inward and rounding off. My small hand now came up and as it ran over my chin and cheek, I realized how smooth it felt; no hair at all. My cheeks filled in and became rounder and softer, my lips changed; growing a bit puffier and softer and above my upper lip, my skin became smooth.
I felt my teeth shifting and I bared my teeth to reveal my wife’s teeth and tongue behind her lips. I ran my tongue over my front teeth; even the taste in my mouth was different now.
My hair was starting to change also: it was growing and becoming a dark chestnut brown, but I could still see my ears change shape and the two small holes appear in each of them as they became mine.
I glimpsed ever so quickly to my right and saw my wife as she now stood. Stubble stood out on her cheeks, chin and upper lip. Her chin, now much stronger, her lips thinner, her cheeks more streamlined. Her ears more prominent and her hair now close cut and sandy brown with grey flecking in here and there. I watched her hairline shift forward and her forehead wrinkle just a bit and it hit me that she was now the older one: I f we were switching everything, I was now 32 and she was now 37. My mole on my neck, now on her neck caught my attention and it shifted my gaze back to my own. I looked back straight into my own changing face. My hairline had shifted back and widened my forehead and my hair now parted down the middle. It had stopped extending in length when it reached the bottom of my neck and it now pulled in to my wife’s style.
“Not much longer…” I said, the mouth now matching the voice. I watched my nose narrow across the bridge and pull in slightly. My right index finger came up and gave it a slight push in to feel the give to it.
I slid my glasses off and handed them to my husband’s waiting hand. In the blink of an eye, my color changed from green to hazel and my vision improved to crystal clear. The shape of my eyes changed as they got smaller. My eyebrows became darker and changed shape. My eyelashes became more prominent and I blinked several times in quick succession. I noticed then the very small details. I noticed the small scar appear over my left eyebrow; the small birthmark on my right check and the faint left over acne scars that I would now cover with make-up before work.
It was over. I stared into the mirror and watched myself; still but for the slight rise of my chest from breathing. I was now 100% physically my wife. I took a step back and looked down “Wow” I said shaking my head “I mean…Wow”
I looked at my husband. He was turning towards me. The body I had always known as my own was now in front of me. I could say that it was like looking into a mirror, but it wasn’t. I know looked up to my old face; there was now smile there at the moment, but instead an open mouthed wonder and he looked me over from head to toe. “Uh…Laura” he said in his deep voice, calling me by my new name for the first time. “I guess I should call you that from now on…I don’t look like a Laura anymore. I…don’t feel like a Laura anymore either” he said as he now looked down at himself. He moved his arms back and forth and turned, swiveling his back now.
“No, Craig. You look like a Craig now.” I laughed and took another step back. “Look at you; Mr. Tough guy. And me; your little woman” I was smiling now. I shook my head and felt the hair sweep over my ears. I walked forward and hugged him as tight as I could.
“You’re strong in that little body” he said.
I released him and looked up into his eyes “You were always strong in this body”
“I still can’t get over this” I said looking back to the mirror. “I’m you.” I smiled and ran my fingers through my hair. “I’m really you.”
“Yep…and I’m you” he said looking into the mirror too.
As I looked at the reflection in the mirror I had a thought, just a quick thought. I saw a small girl running as fast as her little legs could take her through a corn field. I blinked hard and gave my head a slight shake. Then I saw that same little girl putting her hand out to pet a dolphin and hearing a voice behind me say “Do you feel their skin”
I stood up straight with the realization that I was gaining Laura’s memories. More and more now flooded my mind. Things I never knew rushed into my mind. My hands flew to my temples as new things continued to flash through my mind. Good memories, bad memories, sad memories came streaming into my head. I closed my eyes and let them pass over me like a wave. I saw our first date, I saw our wedding from a new point of view and I saw last night; the fear and anxiety.
I opened my eyes. I was breathing heavily now and my hands were clamped on the sink. My heart was beating fast. I saw my husband’s pale face in the mirror and the look of shock there as well. I knew who I was. I knew where I had come from and what had just happened, but I also now knew everything Laura knew as well. I knew that he had just gone through the same epiphany.
“Whoa” was all I said “I just saw your whole life flash before my eyes.
“Yeah…intense…no doubt” he said and now stood back up.
“Hmmm….well…uh, as much as I am still fascinated with these” I said as I grabbed my boobs again. “I also want to get dressed”
“Yeah…I think that’s a good idea”
We both turned and walked out of the bathroom and into our bedroom. I made the conscious decision to go to her drawers. I pulled off the boxers and now stood naked. “Oh” was all I said looking down. I tapped there “This is so weird” I pulled a pair on white panties out and stepped into them, pulling them up over my hips and letting the waistband snap. I then pulled out a white bra. I slipped it over my shoulders and snapped it behind my back as if I had been doing it for over half my life. I did the quick adjustment to seat them, then opened a different drawer and pulled out a small pair of jeans. I quickly stepped in and pulled them up, buttoning them quickly “No adjustment needed there” I said under my breath. I put on a white tank top and then a green button up that I left undone. I pulled my hair back into a small ponytail and grabbed a band with my left hand. Without even thinking I did something I had never done before. I deftly swept the hair up, spun it and had a perfect ponytail in one try. “I guess I got some muscle memory in the trade”.
I walked barefoot out of the bedroom and back down the hall to the living room. My red shorts and his T-Shirt were still on the floor. Then it hit me. I walked over to the spot where we had been standing. I bent down and picked up the rings. I heard him coming down the hall. “Hey, come here”
“What” he said as he got closer.
“This” I said as I took his hand in mine “With this ring I Thee Wed…” I said as I slipped the larger of the rings onto his finger. He smiled and took the other two out of my right hand.
“First of all” he said as he slid the diamond onto my slender finger “Laura Elizabeth Adamson…will you marry me?”
“Yes…of course” I said
Then as he slipped on my wedding ring “With this ring I Thee Wed…”
I stood up on my tip toes and he leaned down and we kissed. It felt different, totally different; great, better even than as a guy. I wonder what else will feel better as a girl.
I broke away from his kiss and stood back and let the sly smile spread over my lips “Doesn’t feel the same now does it?” I asked
“No…No. It doesn’t. It feels…different…Um…” he stammered “I guess there’s a lot that’s going to be different from now on”