2 into 1 won't go

  

John and Sarah had been childhood sweethearts, and not long ago had gotten engaged and moved in together. They spend several weekends away looking at locations trying to find the perfect romantic spot where they could get married. However this was proving tricky, as neither could agree on a venue, there was always something that one or other found fault with. 

It was on one of these trips that the pair got into one of the most heated rows they ever had, Sarah had, had enough and demanded that John take her home right there and then, she felt he was being too unreasonable with his latest venue turn down. As far as she was concerned it had ticked all the boxes, including almost everything he had suggested previously. 

Driving along the cliff road, the row intensified, with each hurling abuse at the other, and in the midst of the row a deer shot out and ran across the path of their car. John swerved to avoid it, and lost control, the car plummeted down the cliff coming to rest in a ravine near the bottom. It was a few hours before a passing car saw the damaged guardrail, and alerted the rescue services, and it was several more before  they were rescued. Both were in a bad way, and due to a breakdown in communication were rushed to the local hospital, which unfortunately it was not sufficiently resourced to deal with receiving two critically injured casualties at the same time. The medical team had to quickly assess which one should be treated first, and as Sarah was deemed to be less injured they set to work on John. However it was around an hour later when the machines they both had been hooked up to started beeping and alarms sounding, and then they flatlined. The next thing he remembers was transferred to the ICU department of the region's main hospital, where he remained for a week before being being taken off the critical list and moved to a private room and a month after the accident was free to go home.

Coming home to the apartment which he had shared with Sarah, brought back all the memories he had with her, the good and the bad. His family, and hers, felt he should not  be staying there alone so soon, and offered him a chance to stay with them a while, which he declined, they then insisted they stay with him  at least the first few nights. Having shown that he was ok and it was safe to leave him alone, his relatives left him alone after the third night  Going to bed, John took out one of Sarah's chemise, and dressed her pillow in it, spritzed some of her favourite perfume on it , and went to bed snuggling it. It was during his sleep he could have sworn he had heard her voice, saying 'Finally we're alone, i thought they'd never leave', but he thought no more about it. Although he knew Sarah was gone, he could not yet bring himself to box up her things and put them away, or throw them out, and he kept up the  routine of going to bed and dressing up her pillow etc.  It was the morning after the seventh time he had done this he woke up to find that the nightie he had put on the pillow, was now in a heap over by the laundry basket. Again the same thing happened and after he came to actually wearing the nightdress John wanted to know what was happening so set up a camera to record the activity while he slept, perhaps he was sleepwalking or the likes. For the next few times nothing out of the ordinary happened, so he turned the camera off again. Waking up the next time, not only was he in the nightdress, but now his legs had been freshly shaved, and his toes had a bright pink coat on them.

John was at a loss to understand what was happening, there was no way anyone could have gotten in overnight as all doors and windows were securely fastened, and a chain was on the door also. So he set the camera up again. This time however when he woke up and watched the playback he got a huge surprise. About an hour after he had gone to bed, he had gotten up,  gone over to Sarah's wardrobe, and taken out a pair off her panties, a bra, and one of her favourite little dress, and put them on. He then put on a pair of her heels. He had gone into the kitchen made some food and then into the lounge, and sat down to watch her favourite shows on Netflix. A few hours later he had then gone back to the bedroom, undressed, put on the nightshirt from the pillow and gone to sleep.  This happened over the course of the week. It was on the Friday that things were slightly different, the routine this time involved him, getting done up in full make-up, painting his fingernails etc, in a manner reminiscent of Sarah getting ready for one of their date nights, on the video he heard him shouting out 'C'mon Bugaboo, we'll be late if you don't hurry up', not only was that her nickname for him, but he sounded remarkably like she did. 'She' then went towards the door but given the additional security John had installed could not get out. This freaked John out, what if he had gone out looking ike this. There was only one thing for it, he had to get rid of all her stuff.

John organised a load of boxes and bin liners and spent the best part of the day putting everything together, all her clothes, make-up and other possessions, and stacked the boxes in the hall way, to take to the charity shop the following day when it re-opened. The following day he carefully put all the boxes in the car, and took them to the charity shop, and the bin liners of clothes he took to the clothes recycling bins. He felt a slight pang of sadness getting rid of everything, but he knew he had to do it It was the following morning when he woke up he was wearing a pair of Sarah's panties and a small cami top, both of which he thought had been discarded, his legs had been freshly shaved, his toes had a fresh coat of varnish on them as did his fingernails. A little note sat on his bedside locker [ Surprise, i bet you thought you got rid of all of this, I hope like the color. I have another surprise waiting for you. S xx]. Needless to say John was freaked out by this. After getting washed, he went to get dressed, only to discovered that all his clothes were gone, all that remained were Sarah's clothes, he had boxed and bagged up were in their place.

Going on line John ordered a set of new clothes for himself, on a rush delivery, he could then go out and but more in person. When the box arrived 2 days later, having been held up by a unspecified delay he opened it to discover that the contents were not what he ordered, but had been replaced by a long  instead it was a cock ring and a range of protein powder shakes.

Having sat around in his dressing gown for the past few days, and with it now starting to smell, reluctantly John grabbed the only unisex items in Sarah's wardrobe, just so he could actually go out, and once out bought some masculine stuff to wear. Waking up the next morning he saw the clothes he bought along with the unisex clothes had been cutup, and some of the protein drinks had been created and drunk. Not only that, the cock ring was locked in place. A note on the kitchen table said [ Hey Bugaboo, Guess who ?, here's what you are going to do, you're going to put on my bra and panties, along with my green shift dress do up your make-up , and you're going into town to do everything on this list S xx]. 

Although he put on the clothes, John did not go out, and the following morning he found more empty sachets of protein powder.  Having grown weary of all attempts to fight whatever was happening, John decided that at least for today he would comply, so after  getting dressed he went into town and completed the list that he had been given the previous day, When he got home he heard a tiny voice in his head 'see that wasn't so hard, but it is too little too late' .Waking up the next morning, again there were empty sachets of protein powder in the kitchen. A little voice inside his head said ' Hey Bugaboo today you'll be doing exactly what I want you to do, I think you'll find that I am actually in control of your body, so you'll be doing it like it or not'. That evening John unable to control what he was doing found himself getting dressed up in one of Sarah's more revealing outfits before he went out to a nightclub, where 'he' chatted up by a number of guys, more than one of whom he ended up sucking the cock of. Whilst doing so he heard the little voice inside his head, moaning in pleasure as to how good that was, and how they had missed it so much. 

Next morning again there were some of the empty sachets of protein powder in the kitchen, the little voice inside his head, now slightly stronger, said ' who was a naughty girl last night drinking all that cum', well we're going to have even more fun tonight. When John awoke the next morning, the voice inside his head said," well the guys last night all thought that you were such a nice little sissy as they creampied your other available hole, while at the same time you were sucking off some of the others, but i don't think it's fair to call you a sissy, cause you're not really a sissy. Let me explain, those shakes you have been taking overnight, well along with being protein, they have an amount of elixir to cause you to become more feminine, and an agent that acts as a DNA re-sequencer, which requires someone's DNA to copy, ie Sarah's. The powders aren't exactly legal in this country, but they can be obtained. Yo have now taken enough that the effects are irreversible, and the changes should be complete within a month. It's going to be fun watching you change into Sarah, as your hair grows out, your breasts develop, that cock shrinks and the cockring falls off, to  reveal a nice little pussy, you loved my pussy didn't you, well you'll love even more having it, particularly when it will be filled by some nice big cocks. But until then everyone is going to think you are either a sissy, or a weirdo who can't get over the death of his girlfriend, as you go about your day dressed in whatever i put you in. If only you had let me exist alongside you in your body, you being in control during the day, and me at night, then none of this need happen,  but no, you killed me off once, i wasn't going to let you do it a second time. This is my body now, I'm back and Bugaboo you'll be gone"