Was it a dream…?

I was having one of those nights where I just couldn’t sleep. No matter what I tried, my eyes just kept popping open. After what felt like a few hours staring at the walls and ceiling, I got up and got dressed, cursing quietly.

I pottered around the flat for a while, but I was still wide awake, so I thought that going out for a walk might help. Getting a coat on, as the weather had turned colder, I headed off out…

The park, naturally, was empty at 2:30 in the morning. The clouds had cleared, slightly, and the moon was just out, lighting everything in that strange way it did. Then I started to come over tired, at last. However, it wasn’t quite the way I’d planned. I’d thought to wear myself out a little, then go back to the flat and try and get some more sleep, not suddenly get so sleepy I couldn’t keep walking any longer…

Finding a park bench, I sat down, thinking I’d just rest my eyes for a minute…

When I awoke, it was already getting light. I must have been sitting there for hours! Shivering because of the cold, I went to get up. Then, I noticed what I was wearing…

My coat had gone. Instead, I was wearing a thick, black cape, buttoned down the front with the hood up. Looking down, I could see my shoes had changed, too. A pair of ladies flats met my gaze. That, and the tights leading up from them, vanishing into…

With a small shriek, despite the cold, I pulled open the buttons of the cape.

A knitted polo neck jumper met my gaze, as well as a black leather maxi skirt. There was also two obvious mounds under the jumper…

I prodded the ‘mounds’. Yep, they were now mine, and they were attached. Shit!

Somehow, I was now a woman. I had no idea what I looked like, but I knew I was getting really cold, so I buttoned the cape back up, got up then saw a purse on the bench beside me. Looking in the purse I found my flat keys, as well as a bunch of cards. They were still in my initial and last name, ‘N. Matthews’, but with ‘Ms’ in front instead of ‘Mr’.

What the hell was going on…?

Picking up the purse, I headed back to the flat and let myself back in. Nothing there seemed to have changed. All my clothes were where I’d left them, including my night things thrown over the bed. However, there was also a small pink suitcase at the bottom of the bed…

I went over to the suitcase and put it on the bed. There was a note attached.

“Thought you might need these, now. Hope your new life suits you. You looked like you needed a change. See you soon. V.”

Puzzled, I opened the case. Two full sets of women’s clothing met my gaze, as well as a few beauty products. There was also some other ‘female essentials’.

Was I a ‘full’ woman, now?

I felt like I needed a shower, anyway, so I hung the cape up, stripped off and dived into the shower. That was both refreshing and gave me a chance to explore…

Showering for the first time as a woman was an interesting experience. Feeling the water bounce off of places that I just hadn’t had before, as well as sliding my fingers around ‘down below’. I nearly came in the shower…

Patting myself dry, I got dressed, using one of the clothing sets in the case. I don’t know why, but it just didn’t feel right putting my men’s clothing back on. I felt comfortable in denim shorts and a set of leggings. I definitely needed a bra, now. My breasts were quite substantial, and the way they jiggled if I walked round without one was quite off-putting…

Breakfast was next, the same as usual, with a cup of herbal tea instead of coffee. I then lounged around the flat for a bit, getting used to how different the place felt from a women’s point of view. It wasn’t that much, but something was a little off.

There was a knock at the door. Glancing at the clock, I was amazed how late it was. Damn, it was almost ten. My sister was dropping in on me, to see the new flat!

Popping up and making myself tidy, I went to the door and opened it.

Cally was standing there.

“Oh, hello. Have I got the right flat?”, she said. “I was looking for Nate Matthews.”

“Er… hi. I’m Natalia… Natalia Matthews.”

“Oh”, she said. “What a coincidence…”

She then looked closer.

“Nate…?”, she said, her voice quivering.

I just invited her in…

Cally was examining me all over.

“This is impossible! How the hell are you… you?”

“Don’t ask me. I just woke up like this.”

“But… You’re a woman! And a gorgeous one, at that…!”

“I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about”, I said, mock seriously.

“Come on, have you seen yourself? I’d kill for a body like that…”

“But come on, sis, how am I going to explain this?”

“It’s not as if you have a job to go to. You work for yourself as a web designer.”

“I still have to meet clients occasionally.”

“If they saw you like that, you’d get the job straight away. I’m your sister, and you’re making me wet.”

Cally sat close to me on the sofa as I told her what had happened. Very closely. To my amazement, she started gently running her hand up and down my thigh as we talked.

“You’re very tactile, you know that?”, she suddenly said. “Very sensual.”

Before I could stop her, she kissed me.

“God, I could eat you right up”, she said, her hand between my legs. What the hell…!

My sister didn’t realise how much she was turning me on. Or, perhaps, she did…

I came back to my senses an hour or so later. We were both in bed together. Cally was absolutely wrecked. I was very contented as well.

“Fuck! I’ve never had sex like that before!”, Cally said. “You’re sodding amazing, you know that?”

“I’m also your brother”, I said.

“Like that, you can be the Queen of Sheba”, she said. “I wouldn’t give a toss. Besides, my brother is Nathan Matthews, and you’re definitely Natalia.”

“Where do we go from here, though?”, I asked.

“You got room for one more in your flat?”, Cally asked, hopefully.

Rescuing my clothing from the floor around the bedroom, I got dressed. It was a little difficult because Cally kept trying to get me back in bed, but I managed it, and I soon got her dressed as well.

“We can’t stay in bed all day”, I said.

“Aww…. Why not?”, was the petulant reply.

At the same time, there was another knock at the door. I padded out of the bedroom and opened it…

The six foot tall, dark-skinned woman just looked down at me.

“Hello, darling! You didn’t turn out too badly, did you?”

“Do I know you?”, I asked.

“You’re wearing the clothes I bought for you, aren’t you? I’m Veronique. My note said I’d see you soon…”

She looked up as Cally emerged from the bedroom.

“Ooh! You brought a pet…!”

“She’s my pet”, I said, suddenly very protective of Cally.

“No problem”, Veronique said. “I see that you’re developing nicely.”

For a moment, I was able to focus my thoughts.

“What have you done to me?”, I asked.

“I would have thought that was obvious”, she said. “I’ve completed your life. I could see something was wrong when you were out for your walk last night, so I just ‘helped’ you a bit, flipping the switch that made you female. I did boost your sex drive a little, too.”

“I was in a blind panic, to start with”, I said, “but now, I’m just incredibly grateful. I’ve never been this close with my sister, and I feel so much more confident and alive.”

Veronique leaned down and kissed me, and I hugged and kissed her back.

“I was going to offer you some help and advice transitioning, but I can see you won’t need it”, she said. “I will keep in touch, though, and drop by from time to time, if you like…”

“I like, very much”, I said. “There’s always room in my life for beautiful women.”

“You crazy dyke”, Veronique said. “Even as a woman, you still fancy girls. Who’d have believed it.”

With a chuckle, she left. “See you later, sister.”

“Anytime”, I squeaked back.

Cally then succeeded in pulling me back into bed. I sensed that it was going to take a long time to get up that morning…