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Rachel told me that from now on she would be the only woman I was with—the only woman I wanted to be with. My womanizing, she explained, was born of my need to repress my feminine side. But she knew that she couldn't satisfy all of my needs. Though my female persona had been suppressed, it was very strong. I wouldn't be happy denying those needs.
Rachel was fine with that. She felt no jealousy of my need for other lovers, provided they were men. She even offered to help me find suitable partners, beginning with Dylan again if I wanted. Her offer to get me in touch with Dylan provoked a flutter of excitement in me. I think Rachel could see me blush. She smiled at me warmly.
Whatever need Rachel had for revenge had passed completely. She never used the power she had over me again—never even hinted at it. And she was completely right in her prognosis. I still recognize female beauty. But, now, when I see a beautiful woman, I'm thinking about how I can look and move more like her when I'm dressed for a man, not about being with that woman. When I think about getting into her pants, I'm thinking about whether they would fit me.
Rachel satisfies every desire I have to be with a woman. We have a rich and varied sexual and emotional relationship. And Rachel allows me to satisfy my desire to be with men. She helped me improve my abilities with make-up, walking, and feminine gestures. Sometimes she introduces me to men. Sometimes she even watches, like she did that first time with Dylan.
I love my life now. I decided that 'Einheit' might be the sweetest work Rachel has ever spoken to me.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoSome bitch tricks you into doing disgusting things and when you get control back you just say, "oh, you must be right, I'm a tranny." I would have run out of the house, gotten in my car and drove away forever.
Jhbrown27over 4 years agoDepending on your tastes. Foremost, I don't believe in the hocus pocus, what she did is not possible. Lastly, most men simply would not tolerate such actions and tendacies. So, a boink on the head and some duct tape would contain that problem. Now choices have to be made. If you want to keep her, cut her tongue out. If you don't want her, kill her or head for the hills.
Anonymousabout 8 years agoNot even in Mind Control would this have been either plausible or believable. He would have gone to an attorney, then a Doctor and then sued her for divorce so fast her head would still be spinning. She would have lost her professional license and her job. The only thing she would have been able to do was flip burgers for a living. And he got everything in the divorce. Epically stupid story without any real thought given to real consequences.
usmclassover 8 years agoThis is one I will read again and again. ....and 2/3 of the way through I gave up reading the resistance part's.
Marcie4youover 10 years agoA good story but too much repetition and too many caps.. I had to keep skipping the caps part to maintain continuity.
