Your eyes flutter open again. Out the window, the rays of dawn are reaching over the horizon.
A new day. The first day of your new life as a Pleasent Lane Housewife. You look over at your husband. Still asleep. He’s passed out after cumming inside you and rolled off.
You kissed his forehead and slipped on a house dress to start making him breakfast.
You stop in the bathroom to look at yourself in the mirror.
You smile at your beautiful reflection only to realize something…
You don’t remember what you used to look like. You knew you once used to be male and your name was… was…? They’d be able to erase that as well.
You couldn’t think of any other name for yourself but Bethany.
Hell; even what memories you do have of your past are all of your present appearance.
And you wouldn’t have it any other way…
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