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A move to Raston

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jenycoop

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I wanted to try to keep a story short, so here's my attempt, it's called A move to Raston.
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It all started when my wife's best friend Joyce relocated from our small suburb of Philadelphia, to Raston Texas. The company that they both worked for was expanding, and needed experienced staff in their new location just outside of Dallas.

Joyce and her husband Frank, had become very close friends, and losing them was a devastating hit to both my wife Karen, and myself. So when the opportunity came for my wife to relocate to the new Dallas branch, she was very excited.

We had no ********, so it wasn't such a severe uprooting, but we talked about it for a few weeks, and after investigating the job market in the area for me, we started looking for homes in the area.

Joyce couldn't stop talking about the town of Raston, how it was a large gated community, with their own shopping centers, and medical facilities, a virtual self sustained utopia, and begged us to consider moving there.

We were still on the fence, so Joyce told us that she and Frank would be visiting the next week, and hoped that she could convince us to move to Raston. Karen and I looked forward to seeing Frank, and Joyce, but moving to a gated community seemed a little uppity for us.

When Karen and Joyce saw each other, they hugged like long lost sisters, even though they had only been apart for around eight months. It was Franks appearance that really shocked me, he was very feminine looking, he was even wearing women's clothes.

I walked over to shake his hand, and said "hi Frank" when Joyce corrected me saying, he prefers to be called Frances now, commenting that he had always had feminine tendencies, but only after they moved to an open minded community like Raston, was he able to open up about it.

Frank, I mean Frances didn't say much during their visit, he just sat quietly in the corner, while Joyce and my wife discussed the virtues of living in this wonderful community of Raston. By the time they left, Karen and I had been convinced that this was the perfect place for us to move to.

Joyce told us that we needed to be sponsored to be able to move into the gated community of Raston, but she would be more than happy to fill out all the paperwork for us. After they left, we made the necessary preparations to move, and about a week later, a large manilla envelope arrived.

Karen opened it, and exclaimed excitedly that we had been accepted, and our new home was the one we had really hoped for. Joyce had filled out most of the paperwork for us, however there were still a few legal forms for us to sign, mostly about noise, guests, and other community rules.

Finally my wife found a form she was looking for, "here it is" she said, Joyce had told her about this one. Raston has their own police *****, court system, and local jail, and even misdemeanor offences were often accompanied by short jail sentences. The form we had let the justice know that we were willing to pay a fine instead of jail terms for minor offences.

"Where do I sign" I said, Karen smiled and showed me where Joyce had put little sticky notes where we both needed to sign the forms. I didn't care what the fine was, it was better than spending even one night in jail. With all of the paperwork finished, we were on our way to Raston.

Raston was a beautiful town, filled with perfect lawns, and picket fences, our home was about a dozen houses away from Joyce and Frances, so after the movers had left, we decided to take a break from unpacking, and walk over to see them. We met a few of our other neighbors on the way over, it seemed a lot of single men, mostly young business types owned homes there.

Our next door neighbor was Steve, a young black man, very muscular, who ran a shipping company in Dallas. He was very friendly, especially it seemed toward Karen, he welcomed us to the block, and hoped we could get together soon. When we arrived at Joyce's house, two black men were just leaving, Frances was seeing them out the door, and when he saw us, he eagerly welcomed us into his home.

Joyce, and Frances's home was beautiful, and immaculate, we asked where Joyce was, and Frances told us she was upstairs in the bedroom, and would be right down. When Joyce came down the stairs, she was wearing a sundress, and you could tell she had nothing on under it, you could also tell that she had just had sex.

Karen and Joyce hugged, and went off to the dining room to talk, Joyce suggested that Frances and I go out by the pool in the back yard, and have a *****. I was in the back yard, watching my wife and her friend through the window, have a very animated discussion filled with laughter, and hugs. Frances soon joined me, and handed me an iced tea, "where those two guys I saw leaving friends of yours?" I asked.

No Frances replied, they are friends of Joyce's, they were all up in her bedroom all morning, they finished just before you got here. I was astonished at the ease of which he spilled this information out to me. "So I guess you're ok with this then?" I asked. He explained to me that Joyce accepted him and his way of life, and he accepted her and hers. He said that they had a few bumps in the road, but they were both very happy.

On our walk back to our house, I shared Frances revelation with my wife, she told me that Joyce told her all about the men, and how they stop by several times a week, she also said that Frances has finally come around, and has a boyfriend of his own. "I didn't think that Frances was gay" I said. Karen told me that Joyce explained that Frances thinks of himself more of a woman than a man, and we should all start referring to him, as her.

The following morning, when we woke up, Karen suggested that I run to the store, and get some food, while she finished unpacking. I hopped into my car, and sped off, I was no more than a half mile from my house, when I saw lights flashing in my rear view mirror. I was pulled over for speeding, and two police officers got out of the car, a large black man, and a pretty young blonde female officer.

They asked me to get out of the car, and they told me that speeding in Raston was a misdemeanor, and I needed to go see the judge. I was a little taken back, but the pretty blonde held up her handcuffs, and said, "put these on, and you can ride in the back with me". I was cuffed, and got into the back of the cruiser with the pretty blonde cop, who said, "don't worry, you're the new guy who just moved in, Bill Cooper, right?"

I was surprised that she knew who I was, boy this place was a tight group all right. The next thing I knew, the female officer was sticking a hypodermic needle into my arm, telling me this would help me relax. I felt ******, and closed my eyes, thinking I was so happy that I filled out the forms so I didn't need to spend a night in jail.

I woke up lying on my back, in what appeared to be a hospital bed, a nurse was there, and welcomed me with a smile, and said that everything went fine, and I should be able to leave soon. "What happened to me?" I asked, and the nurse said she would be right back with my release forms, and instructions. I was still a little groggy, but as I started to come out of it, I noticed that I had a pain in my rectum, I was still strapped down, so I couldn't move, but it felt like it was coated with lube, and I felt something inside.

The nurse returned, and said that I was probably wondering what happened to my backside.
I told her that yes, I was concerned, and I started to get very upset about it, when she calmed me down by saying that it was all part of the release that I signed before I came to Raston.
She explained that instead of jail time, upon my first offence, I would be given an implant, that would release certain hormones that would make me less likely to commit further crimes.

She said that my wife would be here in a few minutes to talk to me, and hearing that, I was relieved. Karen came into the room, and gave me a kiss, and asked if I was alright, I said yes, but you have to get me out of here. She said, that wouldn't be possible, that I needed to stay in the medical facility for two more days, until the hormones have taken effect. She said after that, I could come home with her, and relax some more.

I told her that I didn't want to relax, I wanted to get out of here, and go somewhere to get this implant out of my rectum. Karen said that they told her that in a few days, I wouldn't even remember it was in there, and I would just start acting more, well more feminine. "Joyce told me about this place, and I just couldn't resist." Karen said. "You're going to love your new life, just like Frank learned to love being Frances.

I started struggling at my bonds, and the nurse came back into the room, and gave me an injection. "When he wakes up, he'll be a new man" she said, "or should I say new woman, The last thing I remembered was my wife and the nurse laughing, as I fell asleep.

Three days later I was home with my wife, and I couldn't remember my life the way it was before coming to Raston. I really love the new silk shorts, and lacy blouse my wife bought for me, and when she comes out of the bedroom with Steve our next door neighbor, I'll ask her if she can buy me some more pretty things.
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Fantastic !!!! Pls. continue... great reading....
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Excellent start to this sorry tale of feminization and cuckoldry. I'm keen to read more, and soon.
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How ************ amazing! You have a gift
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Your pics on your profile in panties look adorable. AND, the one of your sweet cock looks delicious. Thanks
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jenycoop
2. Love the story! Makes me hard and wet. Please do.some more. "
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