AFTERWARDS CH. 02-04
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Peter arranged for most of his furniture to go into storage. He had sold
his house in just a few months. He moved in with David after that. He
resisted slipping into his "Petra" mindset. They were both worried they
would bet caught. Even in 2022 there were plenty of narrow-minded people
that would make their lives hell.

The plan they had was hold on until they moved into a new house with
each other. They wanted the few friends they had to keep their memories
of them as two normal men. They were both in their late fifties and
things like that mattered to them.

Peter was going to tell the small amount of family he had, that he was
moving to Canada. He would change as soon as they arrived at their new
house, then stay as Petra forever.

They had discussed it at length in the evenings while watching TV together.

David asked,

"You do realize that you will never ear trousers again? I like my women
to look feminine always."

"Yes Dave, I'm happy to do that. Stop worrying."

"Your whole life will be, knickers instead of pants, skirts instead of trousers, blouses instead of shirts, stockings instead of socks, slips
instead of vests, bra's instead of, I don't know. It's a big change."

"Yes one that I'm really looking forward to. There will be makeup, wigs
and perfume. I'll have time to pamper myself. With the money I have in
the bank we won't need to work. We can enjoy life."

"I just don't want you to have any regrets. When we move in I will never
treat you as a man again. My best friend Peter will have moved to
Canada, and I will be living with Petra."

"My job is to be the best woman I can be. Yours will be showing how much
you appreciate my effort. I am going to register with a doctor there and
tell him I'm transgender. I want a gender recognition certificate."

"Do you? You want to go all the way?"

"Well possibly not. I just want to be officially recognized as a woman.
You don't have to have the op to get the certificate."

"I'll support you any whatever happens. I'm really missing Petra. I just
wish we both didn't have these hang ups."

"Petra is missing you too Dave. It will be worth it. We'll have the rest
of our lives together."

David felt like kissing him, but knew they would both feel awkward.

They went house hunting at the weekends. Peter did all the searching
while David was working out his notice. They had an offer on Peter's
house a week later. All they needed to do was find their forever home.

That weekend they viewed an empty bungalow at Frinton. It was high on a
hill that looked over the Essex coast. Peter knew that due to the high percentage of older people retiring that Frinton was affectionately
known as God's waiting room.

A few weeks later they had donated all the furniture they did not need
to charity and the moving date was set. Peter would not help with the
move. He was going to stay in a hotel and arrive as Petra the next day.

He was very emotional when he left the night before the move. He had
tears in his eyes as he hugged David and said goodbye.

"What's the matter Peter? I'll see you tomorrow afternoon."

"If all goes well Dave, you'll never see Peter again. I know this is
what I want, but it feels like Peter is dying. You may never see him again."

"Oh Pete, you can be Peter anytime you want. I won't mind."

"No Dave. I want you to grow to love Petra. That won't happen if you
wake up next to Peter. Just say goodbye and you will see Petra tomorrow."

Peter had planned to stay in the premier inn just outside Clacton, He
would stay the night and remove all of his hair using depilatory cream.
In the morning he would have his breakfast and turn into Petra. Forever
he hoped. He planned to throw his last male clothing into the bin.

When he arrived at the hotel he checked in and saw the little plastic
box to deposit the key when you left. Perfect, he thought. He paid for
his room and his breakfast as he checked in. Peter arrived, and the next morning Petra left.

She had remembered that she would need to change into trainers to drive
and took her two inch heels off as she sat in the car. It felt so
different for her sitting in her car in a skirt and stockings. As she
drove she felt her nylon covered legs rubbing together. It stuck her,
this would be the sort of thing she would feel for the rest of her life.

Genetic women would never think like this, as they wear soft sensuous
clothes all their lives. It becomes common place, and probably a
nuisance. She thought. She wondered if she would get to that stage. She
hoped not. She knew David enjoyed feminine women.

She waited at a junction to turn onto the main road. The stream of car
was continuous. A car flashed her. The driver smiled and let her pull
out. Well she thought, that didn't happen much to Peter.

A few minutes away now, she practiced her female voice. She had found
she could talk in a higher voice if she put on a slight Scottish accent.
She practiced with David until she didn't sound like Mrs. Doubtfire.

The front door was open when she arrived. David had been sorting out the
boxes in the kitchen.

"Leave that Dave. This is my domain. You sit down and I'll make us a
nice cup of tea."

David looked up and gave her a broad smile.

"Petra, I'm glad you're here. This place needs a woman's touch."

He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her as she was
standing at the sink filling the kettle. He kissed her gently on the
back of the head.

"I missed you Petra. I don't want you to go again."

Petra felt his strong arms around her. It felt so right. She felt
protected and didn't want the moment to pass.

"Come on Dave. Let's have this tea. Then I'll go and make the bed. Then
it's the bathroom, Kitchen and living room to sort out. Do you mind if I
don't cook tonight?"

"No problem. There is a chip shop half a mile away. I'll nip out when we
are hungry."

They both worked hard over the next few hours. Petra noticed David
wouldn't let her lift anything heavy. He was really into the idea of her
being Petra now. Around six, they both slumped down on the sofa to rest.

"Right love what do you want from the chippy?"

"Just chips for me. I'm watching my weight. I know they aren't healthy,
but the smaller the better."

"You're the boss Petra. I should be back in about twenty minutes."

As David drove off she walked around the house. It felt strange. She was
now the lady of the house. She would take on all the jobs a wife would traditionally do. Cleaning, washing, ironing and cooking. She would
choose the decorations too.

As a widower, she knew how to do all those jobs. Now though, she would
be doing them dressed and acting like a woman. This sent a shiver of anticipation through her. She had dreamed of this since childhood.

Back in the 70's she knew she would have probably been sent somewhere
horrible if she had told anyone. She had read accounts of people being
given electric shocks to stop them wanting to be female. It was sick
that these people would think. "Why would any man ever want to be a
woman?" You must be insane.

She had bottled it up and "manned up" and joined the Army. That was when
Peter met David. He had been Peter's friend and a protector ever since.
Peter loved his wife, and her love kept him strong enough to suppress
the need to be a woman. It never went away though. When she died the
urge came rushing back. She didn't regret her marriage, but did regret
the time she wasted not being who she was meant to be.

When Dave arrived carrying a bag of delicious food, he found her with
her head in her hands sobbing.

"Oh Petra, whatever's the matter?"

"Nothing you've done Dave. I just can't believe this is true. I get to
live my dream. I didn't hate being Peter, but it was like I lived my
whole life in disguise, behind a mask. Now the woman that has struggled
to be free has been released."

"Petra I have to tell you; I have been attracted to you since we met in
the army. I would never have told you though. I felt so bad about. I
thought I was gay. It messed my head up. You know how gays were treated
in the army. When I met Linda I realized I loved women too. She was my
first and only. I loved her feminity. When I saw Petra, I felt the same
about her. I loved Peter as a brother. I could love Petra as a woman.
Does that sense? Because it confuses me."

"Yes it does. I could not kiss you as Peter. Petra wants to kiss you and
more."

"Well that's that sorted. Dry your eyes and dish the food up, it getting
cold woman."

As Petra took the bag into the kitchen he gave her a friendly smack on
the backside.

Another first, she thought. There would be so many more of them in her
future.

Part 3

After dinner they both got ready for bed. Petra checked her chin. She
gave it a quick once over with a safety razor. Her beard growth had
slowed down as she got older. She thought if she saw the doctor she
could get female hormones prescribed. Perhaps that would help. The only
other thing would be laser hair removal or electrolysis.

She wanted to be as feminine as possible. She had a lifetime of being a
man. Now she wanted to be as much of a woman as possible. She had read
up on how difficult it was to change gender using the NHS. She had the
money to travel and get any operation she needed though. As she was
nearly sixty she wasn't sure if she wanted the "full works", or just the cosmetic option.

The cosmetic option offered a lot faster recovery time, and a lot less
risk of complications. There would be a less "maintenance" after. She
had seen pictures of the result and they looked amazing. She had read
that if she went for this, there was an option of procedure called
sigmoid colon after.

Her head was spinning with the options open to her. With a very good application of makeup she did look passable. At least David had told
her. She hadn't been outed in any of her trips yet. She had thought
about facial feminization surgery and breast implants.

She just didn't know what to do first. She wanted to be as much of a
woman she could be. She knew that it was own opinion that counted. She
also knew what David wanted was just as important. He might like her
just the way she was "down there".

Tonight would be the second time that Petra shared a bed for the whole
night with a man. This time though, Petra would remain.

She slipped into a long silky black nylon nightdress and climbed into
bed next to David.

"Mmm. You smell nice Petra."

"Thanks, It's Charlie. Old but still one of my favorites."

He turned to face her and pulled her into his body. She reached down and grasped his hardness. Just the sight and smell of her had caused that.
She felt proud of that. She had worried that he would be disappointed.

As she moved her hand she felt him grow.

"Oh god, that feels so good. You don't have to you know. I'm happy just
to be with you."

"I want to do this for you. It makes me happy, to make you happy."

"Well your'e certainly doing that my love."

His hand went behind her head and pulled her to his lips and kissed her.

She quickened her pace. His breath was hot against her neck.

"I'm not going to last much longer Petra."

"That's OK, come on, come on."

David let out a long sigh, then got up to go to the bathroom.

He came back to bed grinning.

"That's the first time someone has touched me there for over two years.
Thank you. Do you want me to return the favor?"

"No, honestly Dave. I'm not sure what I want. I am overwhelmed with what
has happened in the last few weeks. It 's something I have always
desired, but I haven't worked out my true feelings. We need to talk
about what I'm going to do. Do you want me to have surgery to become a
complete woman?"

"Petra, I do see you as a woman. I won't make that decision for you.
It's your body. Just being with you is enough. Whatever you decide will
be fine with me. I will support you and love you."

She looked at him through misty eyes. Having someone like him to help
her on this frightening but wonderful journey was so important. He was
the best friend a man could have. Now he would be the best partner and
perhaps husband she could have wished for.

"Come here and hold me like you did last time. You lovely lump of manhood."

"Oi, not so much with the lump stuff. I've lost weight recently."

She turned away from him and his arm snaked around her waist and pulled
her into him. They lay in bed spooning and fell asleep.

When she woke his arm was still around her. She gently got out of bed
and went to the bathroom. Another quick shave and wash, then light
makeup. She would definitely have to see about laser hair removal. She
didn't want to have to keep shaving.

She got breakfast started. She wanted to bring him breakfast in bed like
she did at their first meeting. She felt "right" as she turned the bacon
and stirred the tomatoes. She remembered seeing her mother cooking and
wanted to be just like her. She had admired how she seemed to do ten
things at once and managed to produce wonderful food.

She had admired women all her life. It was something she aspired to be.
She knew many women saw it as domestic drudgery, she saw it as domestic
bliss. Although she knew her opinion may change in the coming years. At
that moment though, she was in heaven.

"Wake up sleepy. Breakfast time."

"Oh, wow, you don't have to keep spoiling me you know."

"I want to look after my man. What you said last night means so much to me."

"I mean it my love. You decide, and I'll support you. You need to
register us at the G.P.s' on Monday. You can ask about an appointment
about your gender dysphoria then."

"Yes, I'll do that. Now eat your breakfast."

That day she dressed in the oldest housedress she owned and thick black
tights. Not her favorite clothes, but unpacking boxes and straightening
out their new home wasn't a fashion parade. All day David did not let
her do any heavy lifting. She enjoyed arranging the ornaments in the
living room, while David connected the television and the audio equipment.

When they finish she got some flowers from the garden and placed them in
a vase on the table. They stood in the middle of the room and looked
around. The room looked great. It had a combination of both of their
tastes. David wrapped both of his arms around her and kissed the back of
her neck.

"You know Petra. I think everything is going to be alright for us."

"I hope so Dave. I love you."

Part 4

On Monday night David arrived home to a quite house.

"Petra where are you?"

He was carrying a box of chocolates, a card and a single rose. He found
Petra in the bedroom sobbing into a pillow.

"Baby, whatever's the matter?"

She turned to face him. Panda eyes red with tears.

"The doctor, the bloody man told me to come back next year! He kept
calling me Mr."

Dave felt a wave of rage. He felt protective about Petra. His instinct
told him to go and punch the doctor. He knew that was stupid. He sat on
the bed and held her.

"Tell me what happened."

"I registered us and asked to see a doctor. They had a cancellation so I
went into to see doctor James. He is in his sixties and very abrupt.
When I told him I wanted to start the process for changing gender he
laughed."

"He did what!"

"He called me Mr. Barber. He asked why I thought I as a woman. I told
him all about my life, but he said it was just a phase because of my
wife's death. He said he wasn't prepared to waste NHS money on my fantasy."

"Was that all he said?"

"Yes. He said come back next year if I still felt this way. Oh and he
gave me some leaflets about HIV."

He could see how upset she was. He needed to stay calm. He had been
surprised when he read that one in seven transgender patients are
refused healthcare by GP's in the UK.

"Right, first call tomorrow and ask to see another doctor. Who else is
there?"

There are two more GP's one is a woman in her thirties, the other the
same age as doctor James."

"Get an appointment with the woman. She is younger and will probably
understand transgender people better. If not we will change doctors, or
go private."

He dried her eyes and gave her a tissue to finish the job.

"Oh I got you these Petra."

He gave her the flowers and the chocolates.

"Thank you David. Thank you so much. This is the first time Petra has
had a valentine."

They kissed and he pulled her in tight. He could smell her perfume and
felt himself getting turned on. No time for that he thought.

"Right, get your glad rags on. I'm taking you out."

"Where? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Come on Petra, you've known me long enough to know I'm spontaneous. I
thought it would be nice for valentine's day."

"Yes like anywhere has tables left on valentine's day. You planned this
Dave."

He gave her a lopsided grin. He could see she was cheering up.

"Guilty as charged. I have been thinking about us a lot. Here open your
card."

She carefully opened it and saw the picture of young lovers on the
cover. Inside there was a poem.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I know this is corny

But I'm so in love with you

I know our future may hold trouble and strife

I can face it all with you as my wife

She looked up from the card with a lump in her throat. He wasn't there.

"Ah hem"

She looked down and saw David on one knee holding an engagement ring.

"Will you marry me?"

"Yes, yes I will!"

Her heart was pounding. This is what she had dreamed of for so long. She
held out her hand and he slipped the ring on.

"One other thing Petra."

"Anything Dave, I'd do anything right now."

"Can you help me up?"

She helped him to his feet and they kissed. He held her tight. She knew
now. Although the next few years would be hard. With his love, they
would get through it.

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ApathyIncApathyInc6 months ago
5* Please more of Petras journey. It was a wonderful story and just
feels incomplete. Thank you for all these stories!

Anonymous9 months ago
Beautiful story!

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