The next morning after breakfast, Jane and I went off to our regular classes at the university. Along the way to a class, we noticed a message that was planted on the bulletin board on campus. It read that a costume party was going to be held at the campus arts center on Friday. Jane and I read the ad and we both agreed that we should go and enjoy ourselves.
"Wouldn't it be fun?" I asked Jane.
"It sure would," Jane answered.
"Say, how about You go as a nurse and I would go as a maid?" I suggested.
"Aw shucks," Jane said, "I wanted to be the maid."
"You would look more sexier as a nurse, Jane," I said.
"You think so, Stephanie?" Jane said.
"I believe you will make a better nurse than a maid," I said.
"Well, Stephanie," Jane said, "if you think so let's go home after classes are over, and let's get ready for the party."
"Don't forget that we have to pick up our costumes first, Jane," I said.
"Don't worry about it," Jane said, "we'll pick them up."
And so, after classes, ended we went down to the costume shop and picked out the costumes we wanted to wear for the party that evening. When we got home we removed our wigs and fake tits and took our shower together, washing our makeup off in the process. As we were soaping our bodies off we discovered that our skins were becoming increasingly soft and smooth. The hormones were really beginning to take the desired effects.
After our shower we went to our bedroom to redo our faces with fresh makeup, then put our wigs over our heads again and finally put on both our fake tits and then our costumes. Jane looked so sexy as a nurse, beautiful in her white uniform and cap. While I looked so beautiful in my maids uniform. Both of us wore high heels to give our costumes a more sexier look.
We knew then that it was time to go.
"Are you ready, Stephanie?" Jane asked.
"I sure am," I said, "let's go."
And so it was on to the costume party."JANE"
The costume party was a wonderful and splendid affair. Virtually all of the students who attended were dressed all the way to the nines in the costumes of their choice. When we arrived, we were suddenly the lives of the party. Many of our friends from school told us how beautiful we both looked in our costumes. Men who thought that we were real women asked if we would like to go someplace with them for a little quickie; we both said no.
We were having the time of our lives at the costume party. Everybody was eating, drinking and dancing to the latest rock music from the campus rock band. Then the moment came when the announcement was made to determine the winner of the Best Costume Award for this year's party.
The M.C. then announced the winner.
"And the winner of this year's Best Costume Award is," he intoned, "Susie Johnson as Wonder Woman."
"Oh well," I told Stephanie, "it was perhaps for the best."
"You're right, Jane," Stephanie replied. "let's go home."
"Sure," I said.
It would've been nice if either one of us won the trophy, or if the voting ended up in a tie and we both won. It would've put a nice touch on what was an extraordinary evening.
We then went home for another evening of beautiful lovemaking."STEPHANIE"
We returned to our apartment where we went right to our bedroom. There Jane, dressed up as a nurse took out her stethoscope and placed it on my chest.It felt so cold that it sent shivers up my entire body.
"Oh my god," I told Jane, "this feels so good."
"I'm glad you like it, Stephanie," Jane said.
We were looking at each other as if we wanted to get it on together with each other.
We then threw all caution to the wind and we both kissed up a wild passionate storm together. we then fell back together on the bed where we then removed our costumes together and started to kiss up a storm together.
We then began to suck on our fake tits and then we went down on each other. Soon we removed all of our costumes together and we began sucking on our cocks together in the hottest 69 session we ever had together.
After that I told Jane that the stethoscope she wore with her nurses costume felt so good.
"That felt so good," I told Jane.
"Why thank you." Jane replied, "I'm glad that you liked it."
"I'm glad you liked it too," I told Jane.
We then proceeded to rub our increasingly smooth feminine bodies together. The sense of fun that we enjoyed together convinced us that we were doing the right thing in becoming women. That when the time finally came when we were about to become full fledged women, our sex together would take on a very special meaning.
Then we proceeded to take out our artificial cocks together and, after some clumsy starts, we finally were able to penetrate the artificial cocks into our anuses. For the next few minutes we were finally able to finesse the fine art of self penetration. the experience was mind blowing to say the least.
At the same time we both used one hand to penetrate, we used the other to jack off on our cocks. This went on for the next few minutes as we were discovering new ways to bring pleasure to ourselves with some of the most graceful forms of sex ever imagined.
"This feels good," I told Jane, "especially when I'm all alone and I need something to make me feel good."
"I feel the same way, too," Jane replied.
It was at that moment that a strange feeling overtook us. A feeling that would make this change in our lives complete.
"Jane," I said, "ever since we moved in together, I felt that something special had enveloped between us."
"Really?" Jane said, "What is it?"
"Remember how it all started with just the two of us just playing around with mom's panties and how the feeling of those panties felt so good that one thing led to another and then all of a sudden we were starting to dress like women and began living like women?" I asked.
"And it got to the point where we decided to go from being John and Steve to Jane and Stephanie?" Jane said.
"Yes, that's right," I said.
"Well, what about it?" Jane said.
"Well, I was thinking, it's only a matter of time before we undergo formal sex change surgery. So I want to ask you a very important question," I said.
"Well, what's the question?" Jane asked.
"Will you please be my wife?" I asked.
"What?" Jane asked.
"Jane, you meant a lot to me during this period of transition when we were taking our hormones together and were learning the ways of being feminine together. I'm hoping that once the final step of formal surgery is completed and as soon as the final transformation is completed, I want you to become my future wife." I said.
"Why, Stephanie, that is very sweet and I'm very touched by the idea. But remember we're just transforming from brothers to sisters," Jane reminded me.
"Yes," I replied, "Lesbian sisters who are also lesbian wives."
"Yes," Jane said, "Imagine us lesbian sisters who got married and became lesbian wives."
"Yes," I said, "You're going to be my wife, my love and my devotion for life."
"Really?" Jane asked.
"Yes, really," I said.
"Wow, just think," Jane said, "I'm going to be the lesbian wife of my very own lesbian sister. We'll get our sex change operations first and then after a decent interval for more hormones and breast augmentations we'll become wife and wife."
"You bet," I said.
"Imagine," Jane said, "I'll be Mrs. Stephanie Martin."
"And me," I said, "I'll be Mrs. Jane Martin."
"And it'll be a beautiful wedding," Jane added, "And it'll be a lovely honeymoon for the two of us."
"We'll both make beautiful and wonderful brides won't we?" I said.
"We certainly will," Jane said.
"Just think," I said, "our dream is about to come true."
"It will be more fun when it does," Jane said.
This went on and on for another few minutes as we discovered the joys of self love in a new and more feminine way. A way that was now enhanced by our lifelong commitments as soul mates.
And then just like that we both shot what would turn out to be one of the last loads of cum from our rapidly shrinking cocks. The loads were getting smaller along with the cocks. So every drop of cum was becoming very precious for the both of us as we rubbed cum all over our bodies.
"Wasn't that great?" I asked Jane.
"Certainly was," Jane replied.
We then lay back on our beds thinking. Thinking about the future. Thinking about what our lives were and about to take once our transgender surgeries were competed. TO BE CONTINUED....
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