Sister, Sister

"Ah, I should have ordered my food in English," Lisa said, shaking her head as the woman walked away.

"Why?"

"I set the expectation, obviously when we look the same, she would think you speak Chinese as well."

"I'm not bothered by it, you should have been in Taiwan with me and Ethan. He was the one speaking Chinese, and I was as clueless as ever. When I was Jackson, obviously there were no expectations." Misa said,
shrugging. “But it was weird that she tried to keep talking to me in
Chinese, like I was lying or was going to magically learn.”

“It wasn’t personal, it’s like an automatic reaction. Like when a
tourist, or someone you don’t think speaks Chinese speaks it, one might
still try to talk to them in English, before you register that they
spoke Chinese to you. You know,” Lisa added, “because of the Chinese
investments in Africa, there are programs that allow them to live in
China, and vice-versa, so I have witnessed it, and of course I taught
Honey.”

“Also because of my brown skin, if I didn’t speak Chinese to her to
begin the conversation, she would assume the opposite; that neither
speak. I tend to speak Chinese whenever given the chance, it feels good.
Only when coming to the markets here do I really interact with other
Chinese. Around the city, most my age are second generation, very
American, and they’ll be like my son.”

“So you won’t teach him Chinese, or anything?”

“I’m torn, I personally think it’s important, but will he care when he’s
older?”

“Hmm.” Misa considered. “I think you should. I think it’s cool that you
can speak both languages, and it makes you a more interesting person.
I’m sure he’ll appreciate it, and with the way things are going, it’ll
be a leg up. I wish I could.”

“I could teach you. More than the three things you know,” Lisa offered.

Misa nodded. “We’ll see.” It was a nice idea, but would she really have
the time and willpower to learn? As she thought about it, the waitress
brought the food, and the pair began to eat, whilst talking about
various other subjects.

“Meimei,” Lisa began, with one of the few Mandarin words Misa knew. “How
are things coming along?” Her look became one of concern. “You know, the
love life?”

Misa looked considerate. “I haven’t thought about it. Without Andrea, I
just don’t know. I don’t like men, and while I like women, I don’t want
to be a lesbian,” She said, picking over the fries.

“But weren’t you a lesbian with Andrea?”

“That was only with her. We were both together as man and wife before
this, so it’s not like one, or both of us were actual lesbians. No short
hair, no Subaru, no flags,” Misa half joked. “You know, I don’t care
what others do, but I wouldn’t want to be with a woman who’s going to
make being a lesbian her whole personality.” In Misa’s mind, it was
unwanted attention.

“And why is a man off the table?”

“I’m not gay,” Misa said. She conjured thoughts of what it would be like
to be with a man, but in these thoughts, she could only see herself as
Jackson. She was able to blur the lines with Andrea; she felt like
Jackson, and being with Andrea was familiar, but she allowed herself to
feel things that Jackson could not; having Andrea suck her long thick
nipples, being brought to orgasm in many different ways, but more than
anything, it felt safe. To be with a man, in her mind meant to submit to
him, a thought that Misa wouldn’t have.

“It most certainly wouldn’t be,” Lisa smiled.

“So, why this line of questioning?”

“I think about you often, and I know we spend a lot of time together. I
know there is something missing, I see this look that you sometimes
have, and I think it’s because you are lonely.”

“I have work. I have my hobbies,” Misa said unconvincingly.

Lisa smiled, “Your hobby is letting me drag you around. Besides, Honey
is also worried about you.”

“I rather like being with you, and I know you get the same comfort from
being with me, sis.”

Lisa nodded. “You’re right. How can I not? But we are both replacing
some hole in our lives.” Lisa loved having a similar looking person to
do things with, but she knew that Misa only did these things mostly out
of her own boredom. Times like today showed that even though they looked
the same, they were very different people. While Misa would listen and
take in the things that Lisa would tell her about the Asian community,
becoming Asian didn’t entrench her into actually being Asian. Misa had
dealt with a few differences that they’d talked about, but she really
wasn’t culturally Asian.

Despite that, she still loved Misa, and not because they shared the same
face. She had become a great friend, and talking with her, sharing
knowledge was always a good time. Lisa didn’t have great friends, even
within her own community, she found a lot of the women to be
superficial, and bland, and any of the singles were always wanting to
know if Ethan had a brother they could get with. Some of the questions
and insinuations irritated her, but Misa had told her that she didn’t
think she’d gotten married to Ethan simply because he was white. Misa
was a breath of fresh air, Lisa really loved her and cared about her.
Like a sister. As a sister.

Misa pondered on Lisa’s words. “Lis’, I miss my family, but I’m not just
filling the hole left by them with you. Haven’t we been closer since day
one of this? Would I be doing some of these things? Maybe not. I like
when we talk, I learn something every day, I’ve gotten so much out of
our bond. Because I have you, I can live this life. I just need time
before getting in a relationship, and even if that ever happens, I don’t
think it’ll change things between us,” she finished, putting her hands
over Lisa’s. “I wouldn’t let it happen, Jiejie. I love you.” Misa smiled
at the woman in front of her, the woman whose face she shared. Her twin.
Her sister.

Lisa wiped her face. “I am touched. Having you has enlightened my days
as well, and little Colin loves Yima so much.” Misa had a thought, Lisa
and Ethan’s son might like her better than her own son did. Jackson’s
son. She weakly smiled as that dark thought took hold. “But, Misa needs
to be happy.”

“I am happy.”

“No, you aren’t. I saw that look just now. I think I know you well,”
Lisa lightly laughed. “Would you trust me, if I said that I could help
you?”

“What do you mean?”

“I know someone that I would like you to meet. He is a really nice guy.
Perfect for you.”

“A guy?” Misa gasped.

Lisa nodded. “I think you will like him.” Misa looked with trepidation,
her mouth agape.

“I... Don’t know. I don’t think I can.”

“Do you trust me?” Lisa asked, now putting her hands on top of Misa’s.

Misa looked hard into Lisa’s eyes, nodding. “I do.”

“Then please let me help you, Meimei. As my little sister, your
happiness is my happiness, and I will never steer you wrong. I promise.”

—-

Nervously, Misa glared at the door. This would be her first date with a
man, ever. How could she let Lisa talk her into this?! She was more than
nervous. This was as nerve wracking as meeting a girl’s dad for the
first time as a teenage boy. She smoothed the clingy dress, even though
there were no wrinkles to smooth, she was just nervous. She wore a
little black dress, borrowed from Lisa, fitting a little snug compared
to Lisa, her arms were adorned with simple gold bangles, and black
modest heels, giving her legs a well defined look. Her hair was done in
an asymmetrical bob, and her brows perfect arches. She wore smoky
eyes.with cat style eyeliner, a purple blush, topped off with a deep
lipstick, with a dark lip liner. Her dark crimson nails matched her
lips. This was thanks to Lisa, who knew Misa’s face better than anyone.
Alluring, mysterious, exotic.

She glanced at Lisa, who was all smiles. Lisa motioned to the door,
nodding. With that, Misa deeply inhaled, then opened the door.

Before her was a handsome man. He was well dressed, with a similar style
to Jackson, in fact, he seemed to wear the same brands, his fitted black
blazer showing his well proportioned upper body, his pink shirt, with
the top two buttons unbuttoned, and the fitted black pants showing off
toned legs, and large feet. He stood about 6’2”, had a striking jawline,
with an edged slight 5 o’clock shadow, he had a neat fade with his wavy
red hair offset parted, and looking at his eyes, he had deep blue-green
aqua colored eyes. He looked down to her, with a heart melting smile,
and melt her heart, it did.

They both looked at each other, with audible gasps, and shock, then
tears formed in both their eyes, until Misa jumped up to hug him
tightly.

“Andrea! I’ve missed you so much!” She said excitedly.

“It’s Andrew for now,” he said, in his smooth deep voice, giving her a
kiss. “I’ve missed you too, Hun.”

Misa looked at her sister, who wore a knowing smile, walking back in the
house. Misa ran behind Lisa, wrapping her arms around Lisa’s neck,
saying, “Thank you so much, JieJie. I love you so much.” She gave Lisa a
kiss on the cheek, before returning to the door.

“You look breathtaking,” Andrew complemented. He’d seen Misa numerous
times, and could always see her, and Lisa’s cuteness, but his everything
reacted to the sight of her this time. Her mysterious eyes, the kissable
lips, the dress clinging tantalizingly to her curves, the caramel
complexion; she was a sight to behold.

“Thank you,” Misa answered, tucking some loose hair behind her ear,
feeling coy. This was not a reaction that she planned. “And you are
handsome. But...how, why?”

“We’ll not worry about how, but as for why; because I love you more than
anything. If you don’t think we’re compatible as women, then I will be
the man. I am the man that I would’ve been, had I been born one.”

“Andrea...drew”

“It was my fault that you became a woman, and then selfishly, I didn’t
want you to become a different man. I hurt our whole family. I thought
that you shouldn’t be the only one bearing the effects of what I
caused.”

“I...” Misa was flustered. This whole thing was surreal.

“Well, then. Shall we?” Andrew offered his arm, which Misa took, walking
to his car. Opening the passenger door, letting Misa in, and then
getting in himself, he reached over, hugging Misa again.

“You don’t know how much this means,” Misa said. “I really was lost.”

“And so was I, hun,” Andrew answered in his normal pet name.

“So, where are we going?”

“Chateau Blanc.”

“That’s where I took you on our first date...”

“And it’s where I’m taking you, on our first date,” Andrew said, softly,
grabbing Misa’s tiny hand, kissing it. Misa reached over, giving him the
biggest kiss. When she was Jackson, she had avoided taking Andrea back
to this specific place because she wanted it to be their 5th Anniversary
date. But considering what had happened since, her thoughts became
questions as to how they date, and then even being together in any
capacity was a question.

–

The couple had an exact copy of their first date. They ate at the same
restaurant, had the same meal, took the same drive, took the same walk,
looked at the same skyline, yet everything was so different from their
new perspectives. Andrew enjoyed being taller, having Misa’s small body
wrapped in his arms, and Misa liked the feeling of being protected by
Andrew’s presence, she felt safe.

Andrew also stole glances at his date, looking at the pert breasts,
hiding right behind the fabric of her dress, hoping for a view. ‘I’ve
really become a man,’ he thought to himself, smiling, shaking his head.
He looked down again to Misa, who looked up at him, with the cutest
smile. She was melting Andrew’s heart. The pair walked hand-in-hand to
their last destination of the evening.

—

“This is even the same room!” Misa said excitedly. How could these
little things mean so much to her now?

“Fitting for our five-year Anniversary.”

Misa looked in shock. “It..is...oh my god, I..” She had just been
thinking of how she wanted to recreate their first date for their
anniversary.

“Had a lot going on? Didn’t think we’d be together? I know. I was
wondering if you were going to remember what day it was.”

“I’m sorry.”

Andrew took Misa’s hand, saying, ”Don’t be.”

“I forgot our anniversary...”

“I didn’t. I want to be with you forever.” Andrew produced a small box
from his pocket. “Misa, will you marry me?

“Are you going to be a man?” Misa asked.

“Until I sleep with the person I love.”

Misa’s eyes got wide. “You believe it’s going to be that simple after
what’s happened to me?”

“No,” He simply said, “But I love you enough to take the chance. More
than that, I do love you, even when we’re both women. I don’t know how I
could convince you that us staying together wasn’t an act. Were things
different than they were when you were a man? A little, but nothing we
couldn’t have made it though. I am willing to do anything to show you.
If I stay a man, I want to be your husband, if I change back, I still
want to be your wife. We will renew our vows. Now, will you be my wife?
Can you please forgive me, and come home to me and your son; our
family?”

Misa cried tears of happiness. “Yes!”

Andrew used his thumbs to wipe Misa’s almond shaped eyes, then hugged
his wife tightly. “Whatever happens, let’s move forward. Together.” With
that, Andrew placed the ring on Misa’s finger, who found that it fit
perfectly. He chuckled slightly, “Lisa helped her size it, she’s your
twin sister afterall.”

“I’m happy.” Misa simply said, with a smile as bright

“You’re so cute!” Andrew said with a chuckle. Reaching down, kissing her
forehead. “You’ve really become a woman.” Misa’s girlish excitement had
been turning him on the whole night.

Misa couldn’t wait, as she drug Andrew by the arm towards the bed, the
same bed that they’d first ever slept together in. She spun making him
land on the bed, and got on his lap. She began to voraciously kiss him,
and lift up his shirt, revealing a well toned body. She hadn’t wanted to
sleep with a man, until now, and now she needed him. She was just as
attracted to him, as she had been when she was Jackson, and Andrew had
been Andrea. This wasn’t about gender, this was about love. The pair had
been miserable apart, and Andrea decided to fix this, undergoing her own
transformation.

Misa felt around Andrew’s strong chest, shoulders, and back. She could
now appreciate these features. She also liked how small she felt in
comparison, as if Andrew was the one to hold and protect her. She also
knew that Andrew would be the one entering her. She pulled off Andrew’s
shoes, pants, and boxers, revealing a nice member similar to Jackson’s
former. She then slid out of her shoes, and dress, leaving on her
panties.

Sitting back on Andrew’s lap, she could feel him poking into her. If she
had taken the panties off, he would be inside her. She moved her panty
covered crotch back and forth along his hardness, with mutual electric
jolts of pleasure. She could see the glistening precum, as it made a
string from her panties. Andrew’s breathing picked up, as he caressed
her body, reveling in her abs, and her soft, giving hips, gripping her
by the hip bone. Andrew moved his strong hand behind her back, taking a
thick hard nipple into his mouth, as he gently tweaked the other.
Everything was so much more intense than when they had both been women.

Rising, Andrew held Misa in his strong arms, amazed that he could pick
up a whole person with such ease. He gently placed her on the bed,
pulling her panties to the side, going to work with his mouth. Much as
when he was Andrea, he did things that he would’ve liked, using Misa’s
easy to find clit to his advantage, bringing her off multiple times.
He’d seen Misa like this before, but this time, it was different; his
gaze went to her sexy face in the throes of passion, the jiggling pert
breasts and their thick dark nipples, the sexy upper abs, and her soft
lower belly with just enough details.

“You are the sexiest thing, I need you,” he said huskily.

With that, Andrew released Misa slightly, allowing her to position
herself over him. She gasped, sliding her tightness down onto him, and
immediately, he spasmed, grunted, releasing warm seed into her. Andrew
looked in shock, he had just come from merely putting himself into Misa!
He tried to calm down. He had never felt anything like it!

“Ah..Hun, I...” Andrew began looking crestfallen.

“Liked it?” Misa finished mischievously. “I completely understand.” She
said, draping herself over his shoulders.

“Man, I don’t know how guys get used to these things, it's felt like it
was going to explode the whole night. Then it did,” Andrew said, sighing
in disappointment.

“Yeah,” Misa agreed, “it was pretty hard.” She touched his member, “and
so is this, again!”

She pushed him down, getting on top. She knew that he would have a
refractory period, and the next orgasm would take longer. “Do to me what
you like done to you, I’m sure you’ll be amazing.” With that, and a
renewed vigor, the pair, no, the couple, made love, giving each other
multiple orgasms.

“Thank you for this,” Misa said, reaching over, giving Andrew one last
kiss. With that, the couple soon fell asleep nestled together.

—

“Andrea! Andrea!” Misa excitedly bounced, waking her spouse.

“Huh, wha?” She groggily asked, shaking her head. Wait, her voice, the
locks of hair cascading down her face. She was a woman again.

“You’re you!” Misa said with tears flowing down her face in happiness.

“Yeah, hun,” Andrea said, sitting up, and putting her legs over the side
of the bed.

Misa got on her knees in front of Andrea, jumping up to hug her. “You
love me!” She cried.

Andrea’s own tears began to trickle. “I wish you had believed me. I wish
that I could have shown you, but I understand how you could doubt it. I
would love to continue to be your wife. We don’t need to hide our
relationship, not even to Jack. He’s our son, he loves both of us, and
he will understand.”

Looking deeply into Andrea’s eyes. She answered, “I won’t leave you guys
ever again, now may I ask for your forgiveness?”

Andrea weakly smiled, nodding softly saying, “Yes, and Jack misses his
‘Missa’.”

—

Misa moved from her apartment, and back into the home she shared with
Andrea. She had a tearful reunion with little Jack, telling him that she
was sorry for leaving, and that she would never do it again. Even if the
toddler didn’t explicitly understand her words, he was happy to have one
of his favorite people back.

—

*Urgh* Misa wretched into the toilet.

“Hun, you’ve been getting sick, a lot. In the morning,” Andrea told her.

“Yeah, what’s going around? Jesus.”

Andrea laughed, “You are so cute!”

“What..?” Misa asked with a quizzical look on her features.

“Remember one time I told you that despite being a woman, you were
pretty dense about some things related to a woman’s body?”

“I think I may,” Misa answered, looking up as if into her brain.

“Do you remember when that was?”

“Wasn’t it something about a period?” Misa recalled.

“Yes. That I wouldn’t be having them for nine months.”

“You’re pregnant?” Misa asked. “No...I’m pregnant?” She asked with her
mouth agape.

Andrea laughed, “I think you should take a test.”

“You mean, when we, you think?” Andrea nodded, and told Misa that she
would go get a test for her. Upon taking the test, they learned that
Misa was in fact pregnant. “I.. don’t know what to think...” The
possibility of being pregnant was most certainly a shock for Misa, a
thing that seemed impossible, yet, like all the improbable things that
had happened in their lives recently, here they were.

“Hun! We’re having a baby! Jack is going to have a little brother or