“Now we want you to take your time getting ready” the man said as he led us down the hall.
“Your rooms have been set up specifically for each of you” He opened the first door and took my wife by the hand.
“This one is for you” she stepped in smiling.  
“And this next door is for you sir” he said as he opened the door waving his hand. “A member of our staff will come to collect you in three hours for your special dinner.” He was smiling broadly. “After dinner you will get the key for your room together for the rest of your week here. Once again…enjoy” He stepped forward and took each of the door handles closing them firmly.
I turned and walked into the room. It was a very nice room. I saw several cabinets and dressers, a dressing table with a seat before it, a full couch, an antique stand alone mirror and a huge bathroom. I walked to the bathroom and I had to raise an eyebrow at what I saw: feminine products everywhere. Gels and lotions in my wife’s favorite scents filled the counter. I glanced in the shower: there was a pink razor and ladies shower gel, floral soap and shampoo.
I shook my head as I walked out into the main room again. I walked to the dressing table. It had a large hairbrush, straightener, curling iron and every type of makeup imaginable. I picked up the bottle of ladies perfume, shook my head and mumbled “great…they mixed up our rooms”
I opened the dressing cabinet revealing 6 different dresses and the high heels to match them. I had to smile as I opened up the top drawer of the dresser and found the panties, bras and negligée.  “I don’t think these are going to fit me…where’s the phone?”
I looked all around but I didn’t see one. I fumbled at my pocket for my cell phone before remembering that as part of the week, you gave up all your stuff when you entered. So I started to walk to the door, but before I got there, I definitely got distracted.
I headed for the door and passed by the standup mirror. Since I was going full stride, I made it two steps past before I stopped. A confused look on my face, I turned back to the mirror and took the steps back until I stood directly before it. “What the fuck” I said.
I stared at the reflection with a dumb look on my face, my mouth open and shock in my eyes. “What the fuck.” I said again “This is some kind of joke…” I looked around over my shoulder, turned around but when I looked again, the reflection was the same. There in the mirror before me, looking back at me was my wife.
Just like a cartoon gag, I put my hand up and the reflections went up the same way and to the same place. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue and my wife did the exact same. I said “What the fuck” again and the reflection’s mouth moved in the same words.
I put my hand up to my hair and while I felt my short hair, the reflection hand ran through shoulder length blond hair.
The reflection was wearing my clothes, but they fit her. I was almost a foot taller than my wife but the images matched in height.  I shook my head back and forth in disbelief and she matched me in every movement.
I walked away and toward the mirror on the wall of the bathroom. I was met with my own reflection there as well as the mirror on the dressing table.
I went back to the standup and there she was again. I smiled this time and my wife’s smile came back. I looked down and looked back up. I took off my shirt.
I looked down at my chest…flat and hairy. But when I looked in the mirror, my wife’s bare chest and all that came with it was there. But while the reflection hands found their mark, mine just hit my own.
With a slight frown, I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my socks. I looked at the reflection and saw my wife’s small feet and painted nails there. I took off my pants, watching as they fell and pooled at my feet. I looked down at my hairy legs, then to the mirror at my wife’s smooth legs. I ran my hands over my thighs and watched my wife do the same thing. I stood there in just my boxers and my wife in the mirror also stood there in my boxers.
“Hmm” was all I managed.  I cocked my head to the side and rally stared at my wife’s face staring back. I noticed every little detail, but in the end I just shook my head again. “What the hell does all this mean” I said loudly and stalked towards the mirror. I raised my hand to hit the mirror as hard as I could, but my hand just went straight through.
The mirror rippled and before I could get a good look, I yanked my hand back out. I flexed my fingers and held my hand before me. Now I was really confused and a bit scared. The reflection of Chloe looked back at me still, but now with a totally shocked look on her face that matched mine.
I took a deep breath and now slowly eased my fingers toward the mirror.
As the tip of my middle finger hit the mirror, the image was gone and a clear visage was before me. I put my fingers through the barrier and wiggled my wife’s fingers at the end of my hand. “Oh my god” I said yanking them back out.
I wiggled my fingers and they were mine, but once through the barrier, I swore they were my wife’s. The reflection was back too. “Hmm…well…” I lifted my right foot and stepped into the mirror. As my foot broke the plane it definitely changed. I watched my toes change, nails turn red and my whole foot change as it went through. I felt my ankle and calf change as they went through. I scooted up a bit so I was in up to my right knee. “Oh…my…lord…”
I put my right hand through, watching it change as it went deeper in. My whole right arm was in and was my wife’s arm and hand as I reached down and ran it over my right calf and foot. Everything felt real but I chickened out and stepped back out. Everything changed back as I did.
“What the hell kind of thing is this?” I asked in wonder rubbing my hand over my chin.
I took a deep breath and shoved my head full steam at the mirror. I closed my eyes at the moment of impact, but it just felt like a cool breeze as I went through. My hands were planted on the outside frame, but the first thing I noticed was my hair hanging down, long blond hair brushing over my ears. I looked down and pursed my lips up revealing a smooth upper lip and I wiggled my wife’s nose. “Hello…oop” I said realizing it was my wife’s voice. “Oh my god…I’ve got Chloe’s voice” I also brought my hand in instinctively as I reached for my throat. It was her hand and arm that hit there.
Taking another deep breath, I leaned forward a bit more, bringing my shoulders and upper chest in, then while feeling somewhat confident. I turned to my right, lifted my right foot and brought my whole right leg through.
I looked down and watched as it came through, changing as it went and watched as her foot hit the ground that matched the room carpet. Her leg was beneath me, her hip and her arm. I eased forward a bit more. I felt my stomach moving and then with a sudden shift in weight, I had her right breast. My hand immediately went to it and squeezed. I felt the flesh give beneath my small feminine hand.
“Well…here goes…” I rotated on the ball of my right foot and slid a bit further. More of my left side came through and I leaned my whole chest through now. Then I twisted my hips and shifted my waist through. I let go of the frame with my left hand and turned further on my right foot. Just my left leg was out now. I hopped backward on my right foot and my left thigh broke through as my wife’s leg.
Just below the knee was still my own and still on the other side. I pursed my lips and lifted my left foot. Slowly I pulled it in towards me. I watched her leg come through up to the ankle, then the top of her foot, then I saw the break of her toes, then her whole foot was through.
I quickly stepped down though as I shut my eyes to ward off the sudden feeling of dizziness that rushed through me. I put my arms out but found nothing to hold but as I dropped my chin to my chest the wave passed and I steadied again. “Whoa” I heard a female voice; my voice say.
I quickly opened my eyes and scanned the room. I saw the wall before me now. I looked down and saw my breasts rising beneath my eyes. “Holy SHIT” I said as my hands flew to them. “Oh my god, my hands” as my hands came off and I spread my fingers before my face, splaying out the small feminine red nail painted fingers before me.
My hands flew to my face, running over smooth cheeks back to run through long blond hair which I pulled between my fingers to before my eyes. “Aw shit” I said as I bent at the waist to look at my tiny feet and wiggled my toes in disbelief. My eyes scanned up my smooth curvy legs as my hands flew to my crotch.
“Aw shit…oh my god” I said as I patted. My fingers laced in behind the waistband and pulled it out far revealing to my eyes what I knew I would see. “Holy shit…holy shit; Aw fuck me…what the fuck did I just do?” I ran my hands through my hair again.
I spun on my heels and turned around and saw that the mirror had been to my back. Now as I turned around I saw what I had been seeing…my wife was still looking back at me, but now my physical self now totally matched the reflection.
“Uh” was all I managed in a very high pitched yelp. I covered my breasts with my left arm instinctively and I went to hit the mirror. I raised my right arm and brought it forward to the glass quickly.
“Up” I managed in disbelief and shock a slight defeat in my voice as I stared at my hand. It had hit hard glass and stopped flat against a solid mirror.
“No” I slapped the glass again, still hitting a hard surface. Now I hit it with both hands and both were stopped against the glass. “What the fuck did I do to myself?”  I backed up a step my breathing was fast and shallow “What kind of place is this?”
I quickly walked to the dressing table and flipped the mirror; Chloe’s face. I ran to the bathroom and I skidded to a stop before that mirror; Chloe from the waist up.
I slouched down and put my elbows on the counter; my hands covered my face. I slowly ran my hands back through my hair, pushing it back.  I slumped down, crossing my arms and letting my forehead rest on my forearms. I felt the cool granite counter under my arms and I slid my back out, sticking my butt out and locking my knees.  
Slowly I lifted myself up and rested the palms of my hands on the counter. I crossed my ankles, left over right and put my weight on the ball of my left foot. I ran my tongue over my teeth then licked my lips and slapping my hands down I leaned in “Great. Now what”
My answer came in a knock on the door. I spun toward it with shock, covering my breasts again. I saw the piece of paper slide under the door. I crept up on it, tiptoeing and snatched it up quickly.
I opened it and began to read it as I walked to the couch. My mouth fell open at the first line and I sat down, never taking my eyes off the letter.
I am sure you have been quite shocked and surprised at what has recently happened to you. Changing bodies with your wife was of course not what you expected when you arrived here today. I am sure that when you looked around your room you believed that there must have been some type of error, seeing that the room was filled with female clothing and feminine products. Then you experienced the change. Please relax. All will be explained and understood and everything is totally reversible at the end of the week.
Now that we have that cleared up; enjoy it. Relax and enjoy your week here being pampered, spending time alone with your loved one.
Remember: you did sign up for a unique week of relaxation and understanding your partner better. What better way than to see the world through their eyes; to feel what they feel, taste what they taste, and hear what they hear.
We promise you that this is a once in a lifetime experience. Just take a deep breath and think about what has happened and where you are: How many people get to experience being another person?
No worries, just enjoy and remember; it’s only for a week.

I read the letter three times. I finally let it lay against my thigh as I did think about it. “Okay…I’ll make the best of it. “ I thought to myself “For the next week I will be a woman. I can be a woman. I am a woman.” I looked down at myself. “I guess it’ll be alright…I guess…hey…why not?” I shrugged my shoulders, still marveling at the movement of this body.
I stood up and stretched, bringing my arms fully over my head, rising up on my toes and then relaxing back down. I was feeling a certain peace with it, even though there was a lot of nervousness, there was also just a touch of excitement now.
Then it hit me “Oh god…if I’m Chloe then Chloe is me!”
My hands flew up to my mouth. “Ohhh….what is going through her head right now…she must be FREAKING out of her mind right now.”
I did a little jump up “Oh my god…” I saw myself in the mirror again “I can’t believe I am now Chloe.” I felt her body again. I looked in the mirror again “Shit.”
A slight smirk crossed my mouth. I put my hands on my hips and did a little grind down of my hips, rolling them like only a woman can do, rolling all the way up to my shoulders. Then I laughed at myself. I liked the sound of the laughter coming from me but I still covered my mouth again.
“Maybe I should get ready…” I said as I spied the bathroom door. Thinking about taking a shower made a slight shiver run through me. “Guess I should try to shave my legs” I said with a shrug as I walked to the bathroom. I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of the boxers and let them fall on the floor and I walked naked to the bathroom and the shower.
I caught a glimpse of myself in the bathroom mirror as the water heated up. I ran my fingers through my hair, letting it fall to my shoulders. Still shaking my head I said “Unbelievable”
I enjoyed the shower: really enjoyed the shower. I took a half hour shower and was tired by the time I came out. Drying off and getting ready were next, but I needed a quick rest. I sat and let my hair dry and ran my fingers over my smooth legs.
When I started to get ready, I just blanked out. I didn’t know how to do my hair or make-up but somehow, I did know. There must have been something more to the transformation than just physical features, there must have been some subtle muscle memory transfer as well, because I just went blank but somehow I started putting on make-up like I had been doing it for years. Eye shadow, eye liner, lipstick all went on and I did my hair with no problem. I brushed and styled the blond locks like a pro.
I went to the dresser. I pulled out black panties and a black strapless push up underwire bra. I had to laugh as I put the bra on and adjusted my boobs in it. “Oh this is so ridiculous…so weird” as I wiggled my hips. I picked out the black dress and slipped it over my head careful not to mess my hair. I adjusted the spaghetti straps on my shoulders, adjusted my boobs again and smoothed the front down to the hem at my mid-thigh.
“Okay…now…these…” I said as I walked barefoot to the cabinet. I put my right foot out and pulled a black heel towards with my toes. I slipped my foot into the high heel and used my left foot to pull the other shoe out as well. I stepped into that shoe and felt my weight shift forward and rock onto the balls of my feet. I looked down and clicked my toes together. “Okay…don’t think about it…just walk” and I turned and did just that. I walked to the stand-up mirror and stood looking directly forward into it.
“Hmm…I look hot” I said as I turned sideways, checking a peek at my ass. As I exhaled I heard the knock on the door.
“Are you ready Ms. Bennett?” I heard from the other side.
Realizing that they were talking to me I smiled “Oh…yes…I’m ready” I said and walked to the door.
I opened the door and looked into the chest of a smiling young man at the door. “Oh” I said looking up “Hello”
“Good Evening” he said with a nod of the head. “I am here to escort you to our dining room” he said holding out a hand “Please fallow me ma’am”
I smiled a nervous smile “Ma’am” I thought to myself “Weird” It was also weird to have to look up to speak to him. I had been 6’1” and used to being taller than most people, but now I was 5’4” and even with the heels I was several inches shorter than this man. I had to walk quickly in my heels, just letting my legs do the work, to keep up.
We stopped at the entrance to the dining room.  “Please wait here for just a moment ma’am…your gentleman will be momentarily” He said as he turned to leave with a smile. Yet as I turned to the hallway, I saw him walking toward me.
As our eyes met a big smile spread across his face and mine as well. I felt myself blushing and getting nervous. My heart began to race. I watched my old body approach me. It was just another odd moment in this very odd day. The lady who had been walking with him dropped back and drifted away.
“Hi!” I said as he got closer. I was smiling broadly and blushing. I rocked my right foot back onto the heel and I twirled my foot back and forth nervously and I looked down at it, then quickly back up and up into my own eyes.
“Hello…uh…” he was blushing too.
I smiled nervously and looked down again. “This is too weird” I said very softly.
“I know…I thought it was just me but this is so awkward” he fumbled with where to put his hands, finally shoving them into his suit pants pockets.
“Look; I had no idea that this was what I was getting us into when I signed up for this vacation” I stammered out quickly “Don’t be mad at me, Please, I…”
“I know…I mean…how could you know that…” He was struggling “I mean…look at you…you’re me!” he got out.
I looked up into his eyes then down at myself “Yeah…and you’re…”
“Yeah” he laughed and waved his hands up and down himself.
“So…the mirror…”
“Yep: The mirror…I saw you and freaked out…I mean totally freaked out”
“Oh, I freaked out more after I went through” I said smiling.
“I thought it had to be a joke…it took me quite a while to go near it.” He said.
“Are you ready to be seated?” a young lady asked us.
“Oh…yes” I said turning towards her.
“Right this way…” she led us away.
I looked at him and he looked at me with a nervous glance before I took the first step to follow her.
After sitting down he said “You walk in heels very well dear”
“Thank You…I’ve actually found quite a few things have come just naturally to me here…walking in heels…putting on make-up and doing my hair. I must have some of your thoughts and muscle memory” I said with a shrug.
“Well…I…I…don’t know how to put this”
“Just say it”
“Well….okay. You look amazing to me”
I blushed hard and fast. “Oh”
“It’s that I…well…”
“Oh I know…I’ve never been attracted to a guy before, let alone myself, but I must have some of your feelings in here too.
“Yeah…I mean how can I be turned on by myself?” he asked
“But it’s not yourself at this moment…I’m your wife, you’re supposed to be attracted to me, aren’t you.” I smiled.
“So…are you…?” he smiled
“Yes” I blushed again. “I guess that’s why I feel nervous” I looked at him. “I find you very handsome”
To be continued…