Mike was really happy.

The rest of the family had gone away for the weekend, leaving him alone in the house. He’d been waiting for an opportunity like that for ages…

He spent ages dressing himself up, makeup, everything. He even got out the black velvet dress that he’d been wanting to try on forever.

Soon, he’d finished, and he took a twirl in front of the mirror. Michelle stared back at him…

Mike had been dressing as Michelle for some time, but this was the first time that he’d managed to really get into the role. He’d never felt so comfortable before and had happily spent the whole day as her. Michelle had even gone out for a walk into town and back, and nobody had raised an eyebrow. Contentedly, he’d fallen asleep that night still as Michelle, in a baby doll nightdress…

He had a very erotic dream during the night. Hands were all over him; gently massaging his face, sliding off the nightdress, pulling on what felt like a pair of knickers…

He was kissed, then cuddled, then tucked back up into bed…

He awoke the next day and looked down at himself in shock. He was back dressed as Mike. He’d thought he was only dreaming last night…! He also noticed that he’d been asleep all day, for some reason. It was almost dark again outside.

He got dressed, as Mike, wondering what had happened. Looking around, he had another shock. All Michelle’s clothes were gone…!

“What the hell?”

He searched all the wardrobes, under the bed, everywhere. Nothing. No sign that ‘Michelle’ had ever been there. Even all the makeup and body products had gone from the bathroom. Michelle had vanished, like a ghost.

He was still trying to work out what had happened when there was a knock at the door. Shakily, he went to the door and opened it. He nearly keeled over completely when he saw who was standing there… It was Michelle.

Michelle quickly reached out and caught Mike as his legs gave way.

“It’s ok, love, I’ve got you”, she said. “I won’t let anything bad happen to you. Can I come in?”

Mike, in shock, gestured to the living room.

“Thanks, Mike”, she said. “I’ve been wanting to meet you for so long…”

Mike was still trying to grasp what was happening.

“Who are you…? You can’t be who you look like…!”

Michelle reached up with a gloved hand and stroked Mike’s cheek.

“I can. It’s me, darling. Your lover. The only one that truly understands you.”

Mike and Michelle spent ages just sitting, chatting, on the sofa.

Mike still couldn’t believe that it was happening. At the same time, He was finding it amazing having a chance to actually meet Michelle, as opposed to being her.

Michelle agreed to stay the night. Before Mike knew what was happening, they ended up sleeping together.

Michelle was definitely all woman. One hundred percent, with a body to die for. She was gorgeous. She was good in bed, too…

“With a body like yours, you could have anybody”, Mike said. “Why pick a loser like me…?”

“I’d do anything for you”, Michelle replied. “After all, we’re related. We’re closer than brother and sister, we’re closer than a married couple. I am you, after all…!”

“You can’t be!”, cried Mike. “You’re lying alongside me. You’re a real human being, like me; I can feel the warmth of your body against mine.”

“Yes, I know”, said Michelle. “Fascinating, isn’t it? Don’t forget your family are back tomorrow; we’ll have to think of some way of explaining me. After all, they’re going to meet me; I’m not going anywhere.”

Mike shook his head.

“You’re not real!”, he wailed. “God, I wish you were, but you aren’t! You’re just a figment of my imagination.”

Michelle slapped him. Hard.

“Darling, I love you, but you really piss me off sometimes with this negative attitude of yours. Did that feel imaginary to you?”

Mike just stared at her, in shock…

After a good night in bed, Mike and Michelle spent the morning tidying the house, knowing that the rest of the family were going to be back about two. Michelle, feeling cheeky, had one of Mike’s mother’s aprons on and was humming to herself while she cleaned the kitchen and made lunch. She was still busily working away as she heard the sound of a key in the lock.

Mike’s family came trooping in, dropping bags in the living room.

“Michael! We’re back!”, his mother called out. She then came into the kitchen…

“Oh! Hello! I didn’t realise Mike had visitors! Who are you?”

Michelle smoothly swung round and smiled.

“Michelle Brady, pleased to meet you. I’m a ‘friend’ of Mikes…”

Mike came out of the bedroom, where he’d been tidying up.

“Hi, mum! I see you’ve met Michelle…!”

Mike’s mum sidled up to him, and surreptitiously whispered in his ear, “It’s about time you brought a woman home. I was beginning to worry about you…!”

Mike’s sister Chloe was fascinated. She started peppering Michelle with questions, the way a young teen does. “I love your outfit, and your hair! Where did you two meet? Can you show me how to do my makeup like that? How…”

“Easy, little one!”, said Michelle, holding up her hands. “There will be plenty of time for all that later.”

“You’re staying!?”, Chloe squeaked, bouncing up and down.

Mike’s family loved Michelle and really got on with her. She did notice, after a while, that Mike’s mother was looking at her strangely…

“I keep thinking I’ve seen you somewhere before”, she said. “You look familiar, somehow…”

“I’ve got one of those faces”, said Michelle, with a chuckle.

The day went really well; every now and again Michelle could tell Mike was getting a bit anxious, though. She wrapped her arm around his waist.

“If you’ll excuse us”, she said, “Mike was going to take me shopping.” She nudged him, hoping he’d get the message.

He did.

“Sorry, love, I completely forgot”, he said. “Come on, then. We’d better get there before she shops shut…!”

They both got coats on then headed out to Mike’s car.

There was a momentary burst of confusion, as both wanted to drive. Michelle deferred to Mike.

“It’s you taking me out, after all”, she said, with a giggle, kissing him.

Even after everything that had happened, Mike was still in a state of shock. Both from the fact that he’d, effectively, ‘invented’ Michelle and the fact that this gorgeous woman was in love with him.

At the mall, they had fun looking around, deciding what to do next.

Then some idiot decided to try and rob one of the stores. He pulled a gun on the cashier…

Mike had never seen Michelle move so fast.

The gun was out of the person’s hand, and he was lying unconscious on the floor before the cashier had even seen Michelle move…

“Sorry, old habits”, said Michelle, appearing back by Mike as if nothing had happened, chuckling. “After all; all the fantasies you’ve had, I’ve done for real. I’m ex-military.”

She straightened herself.

“Captain Michelle Brady, Army reserves. Pleased to meet you.”, she said, holding out a hand.

Stunned, Mike took it. He’d tried Army Cadets as a youth but washed out as he couldn’t cope with being hurt or seeing the sight of blood. Michelle had obviously embraced it.

“Please don’t think I’m saying this to hurt your feelings”, she said, “but I’m everything you’re not, or gave up on. However, I’m an absolute klutz with computers, can’t play music for toffee and hopeless with any form of organisation (it was a miracle that I managed my Army Service). Each to their own, eh?”

Michelle looked a Mike with such an adorable expression that he had to forgive her, and he threw his arms around her.

The police then turned up.

Michelle gave them a ‘blow-by-blow’ account of what had happened, toning her role down in things to just that of an innocent bystander who was in the right place at the right time. The police thanked her for her help; she agreed to keep herself available should they have any more questions.

The cashier was very grateful as well; she handed both Michelle and Mike gift tokens for her store, which they used immediately on gifts for each other.

Michelle then got Mike to help choose her a new dress.

“I’m fed up with wearing t-shirt and sweats all the time”, she said. “I want something more feminine. I’m also thinking of growing my hair out again.”

She wandered into a clothing store that she knew Mike liked.

“Your choice of dresses was always good”, she said.

“I got one of the staff to help me”, Mike said. He walked over to a counter. “Hi, is Stacy on today?”

“Yes, she’s just out back for a minute”, the woman said. “Hang on, I’ll buzz her for you.”

Stacy soon popped out.

“Oh, hi Mike!”, she said. She then saw Michelle. “Oh, wow! You brought her!”

“I did”, said Mike. “She wants a new dress. Find her something nice, will you?”

Michelle and Stacy then spent the next half hour exploring the depths of the store. When Michelle re-appeared, Mike’s jaw nearly hit the floor…

The LBD that Michelle was wearing left exactly nothing to the imagination…

“That’s exactly the reaction I was hoping for”, she said, with a smile. “I’ll take it.”

Mike was still in a state of shock. How was Michelle there, with him?

The only think he could think of was that it was someone he knew who had ‘found out’ about Michelle and was doing it for some reason. However, Michelle hadn’t asked him for anything, certainly not money; she’d just seemed to want a roof over her head. The only thing she’d ‘taken’, if you could call it that, was the clothes and makeup that he’d used to initially become her. He was finding it really confusing.

Michelle could tell something was wrong; she was straight over.

“What’s up, love?”, she asked. “I know that look; something’s worrying you. Can I help?”

“Who are you, really?”, Mike asked. “You can’t be Michelle; I’m Michelle. I always have been.”

“Don’t be stupid!”, Michelle said. “You’re a guy. Since when have you got curves like mine? Anyway, ask yourself this; would you rather be me, or with me? If it helps at all, I’m actually bi-sexual; I’m quite happy being with men or women; I love the person inside…”

She leaned over and kissed Mike.

“Right now, that affection is all coming your way, kid.”

Mike decided there and then he didn’t care who ‘Michelle Brady’ really was; he just loved her anyway…

Mike’s family adored Michelle. When she walked in wearing her new dress, there was an audible gasp.

“That looks amazing, love!”, said Mike’s mother. Chloe thought she looked incredible as well.

“I’d better put something different on, though”, said Michelle. “I can’t cook wearing this!”

“You don’t need to, love”, Mike’s mother said. “I’ve done it all. Chloe has even laid the table.”

The family had a really enjoyable dinner. Then, someone asked the question that Michelle had been dreading…

“How did you two first meet?”

“To be honest, I’m not really sure”, said Michelle. “We sort of grew on each other.”

“Come on, there’s got to be more to it than that”, Mike’s mother said.

“Not really”, said Mike. “I was thinking about what my ideal girl would be like, and Michelle just turned up. Literally. Talk about love at first sight…!”

Mike’s mother smiled.

No-one had any idea that it was her behind the whole plan…

Mike’s mother Amy had realised her son was unhappy. He was always having problems meeting people; he was very standoffish, but not because he was arrogant or rude; he just had no idea how to deal with people.

Mike had no idea that Amy had spotted him as Michelle. She’d found Michelle’s clothing in the wash when Mike was supposedly doing his washing, and she’d caught glimpses of Michelle in pictures on Mike’s cloud account which she still had access to via parental controls that had never been switched off.

She liked the look of Michelle; she really wanted to meet her, properly…

Amy had a secret ‘slush fund’ saved up that she could access. She had secreted quite an amount over the years; now she put it to a use that was unethical at best, criminal at worst. The trouble was, she had become obsessed with finding Michelle…

A few phone calls and the promise of money changing hands found a woman of the same size and build as Mike, who literally had no future as she had crossed the wrong people. In fear of her life, the woman jumped at the chance to ‘disappear’…

Amy showed her all the information she had on Michelle Brady. Luckily, the woman had come to the city on the promise of a job as a full-time actress; she had no family and was a very experienced character actor, she’d been the best in her class at her college.

She was told that she was going to need some good makeup and prosthetics to pass as Michelle; it was only when she awoke the first time, she found Amy had actually meant plastic surgery, and the changes were permanent. She was then sedated again, and the mental ‘training’ (brainwashing) to make her Michelle started…

By the time all the processes finished, Michelle sat up on the bunk. She then sneaked into Mike’s flat.

Taking a look at Mike (as Michelle) sleeping quietly, she could see exactly what she was supposed to look like. She’d managed to drug Mike’s bedtime tea, knowing that he was tired already, so she knew he would sleep on whatever she did that night. She then undressed him, dressed him back up as Mike, changed into ‘Michelle’s’ clothing and collected everything to do with her from the flat. She then disappeared.

All she had to do then was knock on the door the next morning…

Amy loved seeing her son happy. She was also happy that the people searching for the person Michelle had been would never find her. She thought Mike and Michelle made a lovely couple…