She listens but leaves it up to you

Trish takes a while to process everything, but then she gives you a friendly, perhaps slightly hungry smile, and lies back flat on the bed of clover. Her cock stands proud, its nine inches pulsing slightly and the tip glistening with precum in the dim light.

"Okay John, I believe you. There are enough details you just shouldn't know otherwise that this crazy story has to be the truth." Then Trish spreads her legs slightly and reaches up to cup her breasts. "But here's the thing. I grew up as a boy, so I've got to ask: don't you love having breasts?"

Without even thinking about it you lift your hands and imitate what she's doing, gently stroking your supple tit flesh. As you do Trish smiles and closes her eyes. Then she mumbles, "And your skin is so soft now, isn't it? Such nice, soft hair. Then there's that pussy... mmmm. Ever had multiple orgasms as a guy John?"

Eyes still closed she stretches and raises her bum off the ground, her shaft wobbling hypnotically. "I think you're very pretty as Jane, but if you want to turn back into John then just lower that tight little asshole of yours onto my cock. I'll leave you walking bowlegged, but you will turn back."

You inch forward and stand over your girlfriend. Her eyes are still closed, her face serene. Her cock points up at you, almost like the tip is tracking your pussy. As you start to lower yourself Trish says, "On the other hand... if you want to become my housewife, my... mmmm... sexy pregnant girlfriend... then you know what to do."

You feel the strength leaving your knees as Trish's suggestions trigger hot flashes in your body and wild dreams in your mind.