We spent the whole day playing mommy and daddy with Lily, calling each other Allan and Kathy. Pretending to be this couple we barely knew.
We went to the park as promised, pushing Lily on the swings and chasing her around the playground.
As we watched Lily laugh and smile, it became easier to forget about our own predicament for a little while. We were determined to keep up appearances for her sake.
As the day went on, Sarah and I operated mostly as we usually did as a couple. We took turns playing with Lily, pushing her on the swings and chasing her around the playground.
But amidst all the fun, I couldn’t help but notice how different my body felt. My hips swayed with each step, my breasts bounced as I ran after Lily, and I found myself constantly readjusting my bra straps.
The day passed quickly. As we walked back to the apartment, I would nonchalantly slide my hands into my back pockets, taking the opportunity to get more familiar with my now much curvier and womanly behind. I made sure not to raise any suspicions from Sarah as I did so.
Lily chattered excitedly about her day and clung tightly to my hand, her little fingers warm and soft against mine.
I couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment in that moment, despite everything that had happened. Being a mother, even if just temporarily, felt oddly fulfilling.
I noticed how the sunlight glinted off my long hair and how my hips swayed with every step. This was Kathy’s life. This was her world.
I glanced over at Sarah, who was struggling to keep up the facade of being Allan. She walked with a slight swagger that felt foreign to her new body, but she was managing admirably. It was surreal watching my girlfriend in a man’s body, her expressions still unmistakably Sarah’s conflicted and bewildered but somehow determined.
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