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From: an121917@anon.penet.fi
Date: Thu, 2 Nov 1995 23:33:00 UTC
Subject: TG - Bells

		       For Whom the Bells Toll
			      Chapter 1

	The judge adjusted her glasses, took a deep breath and then
said, "Mr. Walker, please stand."

	She watched as the man insouciantly rose from his chair and
stood beside his very attentive and formal lawyer. For the last half
hour, she had ample time to observe his demeanor within her courtroom.
Her personal opinion was that the man was guilty of abusing his wife
who was sitting at the other table with her lawyer. But personal
opinions are useless in a court of law.

	"Mr. Walker, the purpose of this hearing was to determine if
sufficient evidence existed to warrant a trial for you on the charge
of wife abuse. I have listened closely to your testimony and to your
wife's testimony and have reviewed what little evidence was presented.
Because there is no real evidence and it is an issue of your word
against your wife's word, I must dismiss the charges against you."

	The man's face lit into a broad grin as he looked over at his
wife who was dabbing her eyes with a tissue. The judge continued
"However, it is the opinion of this court that there are marital
problems that require professional assistance. I will dismiss the
charges with the understanding that you and your wife will attend six
months of professional counseling. I am assigning you to use the
services of Miss Susan Johnson; who is a professional therapist. I am
very happy with her methods and success rate in difficult marriages.
Case dismissed."

	As the judge's gavel struck the bench, the man turned to his
wife and said, "See you at home, dear." and walked out, leaving her
sitting there crying. The judge had a hint of anger in her eye, but
she was very limited on what she could do within the legal framework.

				******

	Two days later, George Walker and Beth Ann Walker were sitting
in the office of Susan Johnson. For the last hour, George had been his
usual obnoxious and very demeaning self-serving self; while Beth Ann
had been very cooperative and willing to participate. Susan thought to
herself that George had also been guilty of the charges and she knew
why the judge had referred this couple to her.

	It was time to sum the results of the first interview and to
move on the next case, but there were no results obtained as a result
of George's unwillingness to participate. He did not care if his
marriage survived or not.

	"You have a long road to travel before we can expect some
results. You must be willing to give and take," she said looking
straight at George. "Look at what you have. You are a handsome, young
man, with an art business that you operate out of your home that is
doing fantastic. You are in excellent financial shape for a twenty-
four year old man and are in excellent physical condition. You and
Beth Ann have been married three years, have no children, and work
together in your art studio. Beth Ann is an attractive twenty-three
year old woman, in good health, and is willing to do her part to make
this marriage work. Why won't you think about how lucky you are and
work to save this marriage."

	George leaned forward and pointed a finger at the therapist as
he replied, "You are acting as if it is my fault. Well, it ain't. When
we got married, she used to do anything and everything that I told her
to do. Since she started hanging out with this girlfriend from
college, she has become stubborn and don't give me the respect that I
deserve. It is my house and I am the master. I call the shots in my
business and in my marriage. If she don't like it, then she can get
out."

	Susan looked at Beth Ann who looked as she was going to bawl
any minute. This man did not hesitate to intimidate his wife and acted
as if he enjoyed bulling her. Susan picked up her calendar and wrote
something in it as she said, "I am sorry that you feel this way. It is
going to make it difficult to try to save this marriage. However, I
have some tricks up my sleeves and don't give up very easily. I have
scheduled you and Beth Ann to come back to see me in two days from 1
pm to 3 pm."

	"Hey, I got things to do. Why so soon?" George demanded.

	"Because we have a lot of work ahead of us and must work out
the necessary changes."

				******

	George was sitting in Susan's outer office. He was smoking,
even though he was sitting next to a No Smoking sign, knowing that it
would piss her off. Beth Ann was in the therapist office, talking to
her in private, while he was kept out here, wasting his valuable time.

	The hallway door opened and a couple entered the waiting area.
The man sat down on the couch, while the woman bent over the magazine
rack, exposing her breasts with her low cut blouse. From where George
was sitting, he was able to get a good look at the woman's boobs and a
smile crossed his face as he stared at her body. She was an very
attractive woman and George was mentally undressing her as he watched
her sit down beside her husband.

	The husband said, "How do you like my wife?"

	George's attention was snapped back to reality and he looked
at the man as he sized up the man's physical ability. Some husbands
get jealous very easy but this man did not appear to be pissed over
what was very obvious ogling.

	"She's very good looking. You are a lucky man." replied
George.

	The man looked George in the eye and said, "That was not my
question. Jane, show the man what you have between your legs."

	The woman blushed and then uncrossed her legs, spreading them
slightly as she pulled her skirt up far enough so that George could
see that she wasn't wearing panties and didn't need a trim on the dark
patch of pubic hair.

	The man smiled and said, "Good girl. Now, sir, how do you like
my wife? Especially the way that she is trained to obey me and to
dress for my pleasure?"

	George gave a half smile as he replied, "We all should be so
lucky. But if she is so damn well trained, why are you sitting in a
marriage counselor's office?"

	"Because I got royally fucked up by the court system and then
got lucky. Six weeks ago, my wife and I were in court for an assault
and battery hearing, where we had gotten drunk and slapped each other
around. We wound up getting an suspended sentence to come here once a
month for six months. After my first visit here, I ran into an old
army buddy and he told me about his hometown in upper New York state.
You remember that movie about the Stepford Wives and how they turned
the local women into zombies controlled by the husbands. Well, my
friend is from a town, where they do that. She thought that we were
going to go on a month's vacation and we went up there for the last
month. My buddy introduced me to the right people and one morning, she
woke up feeling and thinking the way that she is now. They also did a
boob job on her while she was being re-educated. For the last two
weeks, she can't get enough of me or do enough to make me happy. She
dresses the way that I like my women to dress and she is more than
willing to do anything that I want, without any backtalk. If I asked
her to, she would willingly give you a blow job because it is
something that I told her to do. That is how much she is under my
control. We are here today to show this old therapist bitch that we
don't need her treatments anymore and to see if we can get out of
coming back. Look at my wife. Does my wife look as if she is unhappy
with me or our life now?" he said.

	George looked at the woman, who was clearly very devoted to
her husband. If only Beth Ann was like that.

	"Tell me more about this town." he asked, with a sly grin on
his face as he looked at the woman who was still sitting with her legs
spread so that he could stare at her bare pussy.

				******

	George was a changed man. Or so he appeared to Beth Ann. He
had become loving and soft to her again, ever since his private
session with Miss Johnson. It was almost as if he wanted to change his
personality and try to make their marriage work.

	He was so nice and kind to her the rest of that day, that she
almost slept with him in their bedroom again. The next morning, he
fixed breakfast for them and volunteered to go grocery shopping.
Because he was trying to make a fresh start, she had sex with him that
night and slept with him for the first time since he had beat her that
night.

	The next morning, while she was working on some invoices for
their business, a man came by the house to look at their pictures.
While the man was friendly, there was something about him that Susan
didn't like. Especially when George gave him almost five thousand
dollars of their artwork. She didn't want to cause an argument, but
she knew that they could not afford to be that generous to a stranger.
George left with the man, taking the artwork in the van.

	She was lying in their bed that night, waiting for George to
come back home. When he did come in, there was just a trace of perfume
on him. He went into their bathroom to undress and she could see him
in the hallway mirror. He appeared to be wiping something off of his
cock using a washrag.

	She turned over and laid there as he slipped into bed and
quickly fell asleep. She slipped out of bed and retrieved the
washcloth that she took to the bathroom downstairs. The washrag had
traces of red lipstick on it.

				******

	The last week had been rough for them. George was trying, but
she didn't trust him anymore. And he wanted her to pack up and go out
of town with him. She finally gave in to his demands and packed a
suitcase of her clothes.

	He drove them to a small town in upper New York state that
wasn't even on the map. It only had two red lights, a small downtown
business area and some residential area beside a small lake. And there
was a private country club.

	The wife of the motel owner was working the desk when they
checked in. She was one of the most beautiful women that Susan had
ever seen. The woman's makeup and her coiffure was perfect, with every
strand of hair in place. Her body was very shapely, with large
breasts, thin waist, and proportional hips. She was wearing high
heels, a red silk tankdress, cut low to expose her nice firm breasts,
and a mid-thigh length to show off her shapely legs. It was almost as
if a model had been hired to work behind the motel desk. Her husband
came out of a back office, introduced themselves as Bob and Margaret
Hughes and welcomed them to the town of Bellwether. Margaret invited
Susan and George to join them for dinner after they had checked into
their room.

	George carried their luggage into their room and they relaxed
until it was time to join the Hughes for dinner; who lived in a house
next to the small motel. At the specified time, they knocked on the
door and were greeted by Margaret as if they were old friends.
Margaret had changed clothes into a black smocked tank top over a full
flowing skirt, with a long side slit.

	While Bob and George sat in the den, drinking beer, Beth Ann
followed Margaret to the kitchen. As Beth Ann walked through the
house, she saw that the house was immaculate. Margaret was preparing
steaks, potatoes, peas, home-made bread, and salad for dinner and
cleaning up her also spic-and-span clean kitchen as she cooked.

	Beth Ann did not know how Margaret found time to do the
housework and to take care of her personal appearance at the same
time. As Margaret finished dinner, they talked about recipes, and the
new fall clothes that were being stocked in the stores. Margaret was
very interested in the latest fashions, but Beth Ann did not have much
knowledge of fashion trends. Margaret was the one directing the topics
being discussed.

	Beth Ann helped Margaret set the table and the men joined them
in the dinning room. During dinner, the Hughes discussed how they had
moved here two years ago and fell in love with the town. They had
lived in the city and didn't like the lifestyle.

	After dinner, they sat around and talked. Margaret took Beth
Ann upstairs to show her the house. While they were in the bedroom,
Margaret had Beth Ann sit down in front of a make-up table and
Margaret brushed Beth Ann's hair as she talked about a local friend
that owns the beauty salon. When they came downstairs, Beth Ann's hair
had been put up into a different style than the one that she usually
wore every day. And had worn since high school.

	Back in their motel room, George was unusually horny and they
made love several times during the night. It relaxed both of them and
for the first time in several months, Beth Ann thought that their
marriage might have a chance. As they laid curled up in each other's
naked arms, George talked about how nice this town was.

	The next morning, Bob picked up George and took him golfing;
while Margaret took Beth Ann with her to her gym. Although Beth Ann
worked out occasionally, it was nothing compared to the workout that
Margaret put her through. When they entered the gym, Beth Ann was
amazed at the sheer number of attractive women in the gym. While the
women were different ages, everyone of them were in tip-top shape,
wore beautiful work-out outfits, and their personal appearance was
flawless. Margaret introduced Beth Ann to all of the women and they
were so friendly to her, it was as if they were old friends. She met
the Mayor's wife, the doctor's wife, the dentist's wife, the real
estate broker's wife, the pastor's wife, the owner of the local
supermarket's wife and several other women. Beth Ann noticed that not
only were the women friendly and attractive, but every one of them had
a very vivacious personality. It was not like her gym back home where
most of the women were sullen, different body shapes and kept to
themselves.

	After working out and going back to the motel to clean up,
Margaret picked up Beth Ann to show her around the town. Margaret had
changed into jeans and a dark blue silk poet's blouse, with full
ruffled collar and low v-neck; while Beth Ann was wearing a T-shirt
and slacks. The first stop was at Margaret's best friend's place which
was the local beauty salon. As Beth Ann had observed in the gym,
everyone in the salon was also very attractive and meticulous about
their appearance. While they were sitting in Jenny's private office,
Jenny showed Beth Ann some things that she could do with her hair.
Jenny had one of those video cameras where they took a picture of you
and then modified the pictures to show what the person would look
like, with different hair styles and colors. When they left the salon,
Beth Ann's hair was brushed and styled, her face had been made-up and
her hands had been treated to the first manicure in months.

	At lunch, the girls met the guys at the golf course and ate
lunch. George was very complementary to Beth Ann about her appearance.
While they were eating lunch, the mayor dropped by and invited them to
a party that night.

	Beth Ann was hesitant to attend the party because she had only
brought casual clothes with her, but Margaret offered to lend her one
of her dresses. The dress was Beth Ann's general body size, but
because it was low- cut in the front and back, she had to pad her bra
to fill out the front.

	At the party, everyone was so friendly but Beth Ann felt that
something was wrong. The women were all attractive and so much alike.
It was almost as if the same woman had been duplicated many times,
with only a slight facial change. While the women were varying ages,
all of them took care of their very shapely bodies and dressed as if
they were Hollywood stars. There was not a single fat woman or sloppy
dresser there. They all did everything that they could, to be as
attractive as they could be. And they were all so attentive to their
husbands. Although Beth Ann was an attractive woman, she felt like she
was the, "ugly duckling" at this party.

	That night, George was horny again. As Beth Ann laid in bed
curled up to him, she thought about how relaxed both of them felt in
this little town.

				******

	The mayor picked up George for their morning golf game.
Margaret, Jenny and Beth Ann were going to go shopping in the big city
that was about twenty miles away.

	The mayor drove George to the golf course, but they went into
the main building. George followed the mayor into the conference room
where about twenty of the local men were waiting. Most of the men had
been at last night's party and had met George there.

	"Well, George, what do you think of our little town and our
wives?" asked the mayor.

	"I love it here. And I get so horny from looking at your
wives, that I can't wait to get Beth Ann back to the motel room and
fuck her brains out."

	The mayor smiled, know what George was feeling, as he
responded, "We voted last night to let you move here. And to let you
and your wife join our little club. We are ready to proceed if you
are."

	George's face lit up with a broad grin as he nodded, "yes".

	The mayor continued, "Our procedures are simple. You bring her
out here for lunch. After lunch, she will feel sleepy and will want to
lie down. When she falls asleep on our couch, we will take her
downstairs, undress her and restrain her to a surgical table. We will
connect her to some I.V.s and prep her for her first surgery. Then we
will wake her up. You will stand beside her and explain to her what is
going to occur to her. You will tell her how she is going to be
changed. She will naturally resist and call you all sorts of names,
but that helps you with the decisions that you have to make. The first
surgery is simple. We imbed a small transmitter in the nape of her
neck, next to her spinal column. We also do the first breast implant,
in the case of small natural breasts such as your wife. Then we do any
facial surgery that you have selected. I think that you have chosen
nose reduction, lip surgery and cheekbone implants for her. We have
the pictures from the beauty salon and have made the same changes to
those pictures so that you can see what she will look like. After the
surgery, she will sleep for about a week in our re-education lab;
while her body quickly heals. While she is sleeping under the influx
of our hypnotic drugs, we will give her commands to change her
personality and attitude. She will become your little love slave. She
will want to look as attractive as she can for you. She will want to
do or think whatever you command. You see how our wives are. For the
first several weeks, she will have some doubts and confusion. But
after the last time that you fuck her at night, you will command her
to wear her training earphones to sleep. The training earphones will
re- enforce the basic training that we initially give her. At times
for the first couple of months, she will occasionally appear to be a
little stiff or robotic, but that quickly wears off when the commands
are no longer direct orders, but part of her normal thinking pattern.
Our wives will help her adjust to her new lifestyle. Do you want to
proceed?"

	"Yes. By all means, yes." George replied.

	"We will do it tomorrow. Have a good last night with her
because in one week when the new Beth Ann wakes up for the first time,
she will be a completely different person. And so will you, with the
new Beth Ann as the wife of George Walker.

			      Chapter 2

	George was extremely horny that evening. While Beth Ann was
showering before dressing for dinner with the Hughes, George joined
her in the shower. And after dinner, he took her straight home and had
sex with her four more times before breakfast.

	At breakfast, he discussed with her, how much he liked it here
and wanted to move here. She held his hand as she listened to him talk
about what they could do here and how they could make a new start in
life. She liked what he was saying and also wanted to try to make a
new start. A new life for both of them in Bellwether was what both of
them needed.

				******

	She felt so dizzy and felt so strange midway through lunch.
She just wanted to lie down and relax. George helped her up from the
dinning room table and back into one of the club's private rooms where
an empty couch looked so inviting. As George eased her onto the couch,
she looked up into his smiling eyes.

	She knew that she was asleep, but it was a weird sleep. She
felt as if people were carrying her, undressing her and doing strange
things to her body. Then she felt a needle stick her and something
warm flowing through her body. As the warmth eased through her body,
the cloud eased from her mind and she opened her eyes to see a bright
overhead light. George was standing beside her. She tried to move, but
couldn't because she was secured to the bed with straps.

	"What happened?" she asked.

	George looked down at her naked body and said, "Today is the
start of a new life for you and me. I brought you to this town for one
purpose. They have a little private club within the club here, which
we are joining today. Did you notice how the women are so attentive to
their husband's every little need and how the wives take such good
care of their husband. Every one of the women has been through the
same treatment that you are getting ready to go through. You are going
to get new boobs. And you will like them. Remember how I asked you to
have a boob job when we first got married and you turned me down. And
while they are doing your boobs, your nose is going to be reduced,
some cheekbone implants will be inserted and your lips will be
modified to be fuller and more pouty."

	Beth Ann was straining against her bonds and had a terrified
look in her eyes. George kept smiling as he continued, "And while you
are recovering from your surgery, you will be re-educated as to your
only purpose in life from now on. You will become my willing slave and
sex partner. You will want to do whatever I command. Whenever I
command you, you will obey. If I tell you to have sex with a stranger,
you will do it willingly, because you will like to follow my orders.
You will give me sex whenever I want it and how I want it. You will
follow me around like a little puppy, wanting me to do whatever I want
to do to you. You will keep my house clean for the first time in your
life. You will fix yourself up and look as attractive as you can be.
No more sitting around the house wearing baggy old sweats or wearing
most of those out-of-date clothes that you like. You will become the
perfect wife."

	The doctor walked up to the bed and pulled a strap tighter as
Beth Ann strained against her bonds. The doctor injected something
into her arm and she immediately relaxed and fell asleep. As the
doctor wheeled his patient into the operating room, the mayor joined
George.

	"Do you have any regrets about doing this to her?" he asked.

	"Not a bit. I am looking forward to what she is going to be
from now on and what she will do when she wakes up." replied George.

	"That is what we thought that you would say. The hormones kick
in quickly and her new over active sex drive will be the first thing
that becomes very evident. Well, it is time for the next step of our
little transformation process. Come on up to the bar and join me in a
celebration of your new life drink."

				******

	The Walkers entered Susan Johnson's office with George holding
the door for Beth Ann to enter. Beth Ann was wearing high heels, skin
tone pantyhose, a tight mini-skirt, and a low v-neck silk blouse,
showing off the cleavage of her new full firm breasts. She was not
wearing a bra and her large breasts were jiggling under the blouse as
she moved, with her nipples poking through the delicate fabric. Her
hair had changed color and style from her normal mousy brown straight
locks to a more in-style curly honey-blonde with highlights. Her face
was expertly made-up, showing off her sultry eyes, the pouty
voluptuous glistening lips and very feminine high cheekbones. Around
her neck was a small golden necklace and hanging from her newly
pierced ears, were long dangling gold earrings. Her long fingernails
were manicured and the fingernail color matched her lipstick. Her face
was glowing with exuberance and a radiance could be felt from her
natural, vivacious personality. She carried herself with a style that
she knew she was beautiful and proud of it. Anyone looking at her for
the first time, would think that she was an model or actresses. The
strong sensual smell of her new perfume trailed behind her as she
walked very sexy to her chair and moved it so it was close to George's
chair. As they sat down, the therapist stared at Beth Ann's new
appearance, remembering the mousy young woman that she had last seen.
Then Susan turned her attention to George.

	"Mr. Walker, let's get the formal discussion out of the way.
Your petition to cancel the remainder of your court ordered therapy
sessions is in front of me. Why do you request that I approve it?" she
asked, staring straight at George.

	"Miss Johnson, as you can see, my wife and I have resolved all
of our difficulties. We moved from our city residence to a nice house
in the country. We have found new friends that we share common
enjoyments with and have adapted to a new life in suburbia. My wife
has adopted a new attitude about herself, about me, and about our
marriage. Now she allows me to be the boss, while she takes care of me
and the house. As you can see, my wife is now very happy with her new
life, her new appearance, and our marriage. Our sex life is wonderful
and we do not see any way in which we could improve our marriage."

	Susan looked at the attractive smiling woman sitting beside
her husband. The woman was radiant, and attentive to what her husband
was doing. With one hand, she was holding her husband's arm as if just
touching him gave her satisfaction.

	"Mrs. Walker, you look very beautiful. But how do you feel?"
she asked the woman.

	Beth Ann smiled a big beautiful, honest smile and brushed her
back with her hand as she replied in a strong vibrant voice, "I am very
happy with our current life. I love my husband with all of my heart. I
could not live without him and want to spend the rest of my days
taking care of him. I know that he loves me and will take good care of
me. We are over our former problems and only want to live our new
life."

	Susan stared at Beth Ann for a moment, who was smiling and
looking back at her. Beth Ann looked happy and under the
circumstances, the petition should be approved.

	After Susan signed her name to it, approving it, she said, "I
would not recognize you as the same couple that sat in those chairs
two months ago. I am very happy that everything worked out for you.
Everyone that the judge and I have sent up to Bellwether for the
treatment has been satisfied with their new life. Was the process
painful?"

	George looked at her and softly said, "That day, when I sat in
your office and you described what could occur, I did not think that
what you were suggesting would be possible. Yet, when we finally went
up there, met the Hughes and all those nice other people, I saw that
it might be successful. I carefully examined Margaret who had been
through the treatment and saw that she was happy with her life and was
making Bob happy with his life. Margaret had gone through the process
almost two years before and had lost some of the robotic motions that
Beth Ann is now doing. I know that in a couple more months, what Beth
Ann is saying and doing, will become second nature to her. She accepts
her bedtime medicine and sleeps with her earphones on. When she wakes
up every morning, she is happy with who she is and with being my wife.
She cleans our house, cooks, and works out at the gym to keep her body
looking nice for me. She thinks of new ways to please me and to
satisfy me. My sex life has never been this wonderful. We have sex at
least two to three times a day. As you can see, she has adapted quite
well to maintaining her new looks and appearance. She threw away all
of her old clothes and bought new clothes that fit and show off her
new breasts. For the first time since birth, Beth Ann is acting like a
woman and showing off her very female body and likes it. Even her
mother was pleased with the changes when Beth Ann and I visited her
last week."

	Susan looked at Beth Ann and smiled at her. Then she said to
George, "Thank you for having that discussion with that man in my
waiting room, while I had his wife back here. I am sure that your
little discussion and Beth Ann's demonstration of your control over
her, will help that couple to also make up their minds."

	George smiled and responded, "That was what got us up to
Bellwether in the first place. Having her demonstrate her willingness
to obey me and expose her body to a complete stranger convinced him to
go up and check out our little town. Glad that we could help."

	"And now a last question? Her thoughts and memories were
modified, but your thoughts and memory have not been modified. How do
you feel?"

	George looked at Beth Ann and said, "Go get me some coffee,
please."

	Beth Ann smiled, stood and walked out of the office. They both
watched the new sexy way that she walked and looked from the rear.
After she was out of the office, George took a deep breath and said
"It was a difficult decision. I really wanted to back out and run away
because it was a life changing decision. Once made, I knew that I
could not back out. I did not know if I would be able to accept the
changes that I would have to adapt to for myself or that I wanted to
force the changes on my spouse of three years."

	"What caused you to make the decision and to continue with the
transformation?" she asked.

	"It's hard to describe the feeling that I had when I looked up
into his eyes. I was lying there naked, strapped to the hospital
gurney, and he was standing over me with that nasty smile, telling me
what evil things he was willingly going to do to my body and my
personality against my personal desires, I knew that I had to go
through with it. When the doctor secretly woke me up back in the
operating room and asked me what my decision was, I only had one
answer. Yes to the body exchange with my husband. Then when I saw his
unconscious naked body wheeled into the operating room, strapped to
the other hospital gurney, I knew that I had made the right decision.
The body exchange was not that difficult."

	"How did you feel?" she asked

	"It felt funny afterwards, being taller, broader, hearing his
voice when I spoke, seeing his face in the mirror, having to learn how
to shave my face without cutting my throat, and having a cock between
my legs. I had always been able to sleep on my chest with my small
breasts; so becoming completely flat-chested was not that much
different. It felt good to be larger and stronger. I miss some of the
flexibility that I had in my former body, but I quickly got used to
being a man. Bob and the rest of the men were very supportive and told
me what they did to adapt to their new masculine identities, male
bodies and new lifestyles. Bob taught me how to stand, walk, and dress
and how to treat a woman. Especially a woman that had been
conditioned. Bob even lent me Margaret who pretended that she was my
wife for the week that Beth Ann was being re- educated and I was her
husband. By the end of the week, I was very used to being a man with a
submissive and horny, loving wife. I was very satisfied with what it
was like to have sex as a man with a woman. Margaret helped me adapt
to the dominant personality that I must have with Beth Ann. And then
when the new Beth Ann woke up for the first time, with her new
thoughts, new memories and desires, she seemed so normal and I felt
normal being around my former body, in my new body."

	"It's a wonderful story. I am glad it is working for you and
her. She looks so good. Were you surprised at how attractive she is?"

	"Yes, she is beautiful. The doctors were good and the small
changes that they made to the face, really made a difference. There is
very little scar tissue on her body and all of the surgery looks
normal. As for her mental conditioning, she acts as if she has always
been a woman and has no memory of ever being a man or being born as
George Walker. She only has the memories that we gave her. She thinks
that she has always been Beth Ann and I have always been George.
Margaret and Jenny helped her learn how to apply make-up and to fix
her hair."

	Susan nodded and said, "We would have honored your selection of
the options available. When the doctor woke you up, he asked you to
make one of three choices. Did you want to continue living your life
with no changes? Or did you want the changes that George had ordered
for you, accepting the fate that he had ordered for you; to live as
his slave? Or did you want to exchange bodies with George and have the
changes that George requested for you, imposed on him in your old
body? We have never had anyone pick either the first or second choice.
As you can see from watching your loving wife, it was the best thing
that could happen to her. The old George was a son-of-a-bitch."

	Beth Ann walked back into the room, carrying a cup of coffee,
which she handed to her husband, before taking her seat beside him. As
she crossed her legs, she gave a nice smile to Susan.

	Susan said, "And how do you feel?"

	Beth Ann looked at George and patted his hand as she softly
replied, "I am a woman in love with my man. I am very happy with how he
takes care of me and treats me. I will do anything I can to make him
happy and to remain his wife."

	Susan looked at them and said, "Please come back and see me
when you are in town. I would love to have you over for dinner."

	As the couple stood up to leave, Beth Ann reached out and
grabbed George's hand. He held her hand and led her out of the office.
After they shut the door behind them, Susan folded her folder and put
it in a little small file cabinet behind her. Also in the file
cabinet, were folders for the Hughes, for the mayor, for the dentist
and for just about every couple that lived in Bellwether. It was a
growing little community with so many people with common backgrounds,
with room for more nice couples such as the one that was just assigned
to her today.

			       The End