Tails

by Lhynn Cooper
Chapter 10

.......... She finally calmed down and we drove the rest of the way home in silence. After we had gotten into the house and Sam had brought in the groceries, she went into the bedroom and I followed her in to try and cheer her up. She had taken off her shoes and dress and was sitting on the edge of the bed.

.........."Feeling better?" I asked.

.......... "I don't know." She replied. "I'm still having trouble comprehending all of this. What are we going to do? I can't take care of everything around the new house and take care of you too. Who's going to do the yard work around here? With just me working we can't afford to hire somebody to do it. You can't leave the house, so I'll have to do all the shopping and you're in no shape to be doing housework." She paused and I could see a tear on her cheek.

.......... "I'll do everything I can." I said. "I'll try to do as much of the housework and laundry as I can. I'll try to cook, too, but you know I've never been very good at that." Now I was almost ready to cry.

.......... Samantha looked at me, wiped her face and said, "I know you'll try and help, but, you and Linda have got to find that woman. I want my husband, my partner, back. I don't think I can carry the load by myself."

.......... I rolled the wheelchair over to Samantha and took her hand. I wanted to hold her and make her feel better, but I wasn't sure if she wanted me to do that while I was in this shape. "We'll be all right." I told her. "We'll get through it somehow, just try not to cry, you know I can't stand that."

.......... "I'll be okay." Sam said, rubbing her eyes. "I'm exhausted. Let's make something to eat and then I think I just want to take a shower and get to bed. This new job and all the stress over what's happened to you just wears me out."

.......... She got up and started changing into some comfortable sweat clothes. I knew that sex was out of the question for tonight. I rolled my wheel chair into the kitchen to try and get dinner started. I had never been much of a cook, and being in the wheel chair didn't make things any easier.

.......... Samantha came in and together we cooked and ate, pretty much in silence. After dinner, I told her to go and shower and I would clean up the kitchen. The activity made me feel better. Later, Samantha helped me to bathe and dry my hair, the length of which, I didn't think, I would ever get used to. I felt better getting out of the bra and skirt and washing the makeup off. Everything took longer than I thought, and by the time we were ready for bed, with me wearing an old T-shirt of mine and Samantha wearing some comfortable flannel pajamas, it was after ten o'clock.

.......... Finally, we lay in bed together with the lights off. I thought she had fallen asleep almost immediately, but then, I felt her move close to me. She placed her hand on mine and she said, "I would really like it if you would put your arms around me and hold me like you used to. I need someone to hold onto and even if it isn't exactly the same as before, it would make me feel better."

.......... I turned onto my side, facing Samantha. She also turned, but away from me, and snuggled up close, her back to my front. I put my arms around her and she settled in and got comfortable. We used to lay together like this after sex, until Sam fell asleep. I took one hand and began to gently stroke her neck and shoulders, something she used to enjoy. Holding her still felt good, but it was not exactly the same. Before, when I was bigger, stronger and taller, she used to feel small and feminine in my arms. Now we were almost the same size and I really noticed the difference. I was also, now, acutely aware of my changed genitalia. Before, my male equipment would have been nestled up against her warm and soft rear end. Now, my torso was shorter, and I no longer had the familiar protruding organ. Her butt was against my smooth and scale covered lap area. I also now had breasts, and her back was pushing against my much more sensitive female nipples.

.......... To these vast differences in these sensation was added the even greater difference of feeling in having a scale covered tail and fin, instead of legs. The surface sensation of the tail area was still similar to before, in spite of being covered with scales, but my tail fin, being mostly cartilage, was not as sensitive as the skin on my feet had been. Before, I would sometimes rub the bottom of Samantha's feet with my toes, now, I didn't have toes, and couldn't do that anymore. I also now couldn't take one leg and lay it over hers like I used to. Trying to spread apart legs that had fused into a single tail brought about a confused mismatch between my mind, which still remembered what legs felt like and how to move them, and my new anatomy, which no longer possessed the muscles which my mind was trying to address. Such an attempt would sometimes send a quiver through my tail.

.......... Still, holding Sam like this was comforting. Before, touching and holding had usually been something we did just before or just after sex. It was either a prelude or ending to the sex act itself, not something that I did just for the pleasure of it. Now, however, I began to notice something that I had felt a earlier in the day, with Linda. The touching and holding could, itself, be pleasurable. I still desired Sam, and would have liked sex with her tonight. But, the almost overwhelming need and pressure for penetration and ejaculation that I had always felt when sexually aroused as a male, was not completely gone, but, modified and softened. I was somewhat aroused, I could sense the moisture in my vaginal area and felt a warmth and tingling in my breasts, but, it was not only bearable, but something to be enjoyed on it's own. The moderate level of arousal could continue for a long time without increasing or decreasing, and produced a relaxed and almost dreamlike state into which I fell.

.......... The next thing I was aware of was the alarm clock going off. Samantha and I must have moved around a little during the night, but we were still somewhat intertwined. Sam reached over and turned off the alarm and she began to get up. I started to get up also, and for the moment, had forgotten my change. As I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and started to put my feet on the floor, I was shocked for a moment by my changed anatomy, and then it all came back to me. I now had breasts and nipples clearly visible through my T-shirt, and I had a fish-like tail with silvery with hints of blue and green in the scales and long silvery blond hair.

.......... I sat on the edge of the bed for a while, staring at my tail and trying to become fully awake. Samantha sensed my mood, and came over to my side of the bed and put her hand on my arm. "Still having trouble getting used to it aren't you?" She said. "I still can't believe it either."

.......... She sat next to me and put her arm around me. "We'll get you changed back, Terry, don't worry. We'll do it somehow."

.......... "Well, you seem to be in a much better mood that yesterday." I said.

.......... "A good nights sleep does help." She paused and then continued, "I've got to get ready for work. Can you fix us some breakfast? Just get me a small bowl of cereal, that's all I want this morning."

.......... "I guess I can do that much." I replied. She gave me a small kiss on the cheek and disappeared into the bathroom. I pulled the wheel chair over and got into it. I heard Samantha in the bathroom, and from the sound could tell she was on the toilet. The sound of liquid falling into the toilet stopped and a few moments later I heard the shower curtain pull shut. I was suddenly aware that I also had to urinate. I got out of the wheel chair and again pulled myself along the floor and into the bathroom and up onto the toilet. Sam was right, I had to find that woman. I couldn't go through life dragging myself along the floor into and out of bathrooms.

.......... After finishing up on the toilet and wiping myself, it was back to the wheel chair and into the kitchen. I was still wearing the just T-shirt I had slept in. I managed to get breakfast ready and soon Samantha came into the kitchen wearing a bath robe, rubbing her wet hair with a towel. We sat at the table and ate. I missed the morning paper that I always used to read in the morning.

.......... "How did you sleep last night?" Sam asked.

.......... "Oh, fine I guess." I replied.

.......... Sam paused a minute and then asked, "You wanted to fool around last night, didn't you?"

.......... "Yeah, I guess I did." I answered. "You said something about it in the car on the way home. I thought you might try it."

.......... "I know I did." She said. "But, I was just so tired and, well......." She paused for a moment. "It's hard to put into words, but, the idea of sex with another woman, just doesn't turn me on. I mean, I know it's really you in that body, but......" Her voice trailed off. After a short silence, she looked at me and smiled and continued. "I do miss fooling around with you, give me a few more days, and maybe I'll get horny enough to try it." She reached over and touched my hand. "I did enjoy cuddling with you last night. At least that's a start."

.......... "You know," I said, "That wasn't bad at all. Maybe you women are on to something there." I told her of the feelings of simultaneous arousal and relaxation while I held her and tried to explain the difference between what I felt in this body and my male body. She was quite interested and before I knew it, I had pushed back from the table and was showing her the areas of my body where I felt the arousal the most and tried to explain how, at the same time, some feelings were similar and familiar, but others were entirely new and weird.

.......... We were sitting close to each other, talking and looking and touching. In some ways, I had never felt closer to Samantha than I did now. The thought kind of startled me, and I tried to explain it to her.

.......... "Maybe some good will come out of this." She said. "In all the time we've been married, we've never talked like this before. You've never tried to explain how sex felt to you before. Didn't you think I was interested in how you felt?"

.......... "I don't know." I replied, "I guess I always thought you weren't interested. You never asked me. I was always satisfied with our sex life, and, you seemed to enjoy it well enough."

.......... "I always did enjoy sex." She said, with a little chuckle. "It's hard to bring up the subject of feelings with men. You never seem interested in them. You never want to take enough time to enjoy sex, you always seem to be in such a rush to get through it."

.......... "Maybe now, I wouldn't be in such a rush." I said quietly, and touched her face.

.......... Samantha looked at the clock and said, "I've got to get ready for work." She leaned over and kissed me and said, "I think this may open both of our eyes to some new things. Tonight, if I'm not too tired, we can talk some more, and just maybe," She lowered her voice, and put her hand on my lap, " You'll get to feel what sex feels like to a woman." She paused and then said, "I obviously can't do everything, but, I'll try and show you how good some of the things you used to do to me can feel."

.......... "Now there's an offer I can't refuse." I said. "Just don't work too hard and tire yourself out today."

.......... Sam looked at me and shook her head with a little smile. "You're like a child with a new toy, just can't wait to play with it." She looked me up and down and asked, "Can't wait to try out the new parts, can you?"

.......... She went into the bedroom to get dressed and I followed her down the hall. I sat in my wheel chair while she dried and fixed her hair and did her makeup. I tried to watch and remember some of the things she was doing, but she went so fast I couldn't follow everything. Then, I stopped and thought, "Why am I doing this? I'm not going to be wearing makeup or anything. I'm going to be back in my old body before too long, I hope."

.......... Sam came out of closet carrying a dress and held it up to herself in front of the mirror. She asked me, "Does this look all right to you?"

.......... "Looks fine to me." I said. "You know you look good in anything you wear."

.......... "I was just wondering how much you had changed." Samantha said. "From our talk a while ago, you seemed to have changed your outlook on some things, I was just wondering if you were developing an interest in women's clothes or makeup." She looked over at me and said, "Linda had you looking pretty good yesterday. The hair, the makeup, the clothes, even some jewelry. Did you like what she did to you? Did you enjoy looking pretty and attractive?"

.......... "Jeez, I don't know." I said. "I didn't think much about it. She started taking pictures and before I new it, she had me all fixed up. I guess it felt all right. I felt kind of embarrassed and funny about going out in public like that, though. Everybody looking at me, especially that guy at the store. Does it bother you if people stare at you? When we've gone out to a party or something, you've worn some pretty revealing outfits sometimes, you don't feel embarrassed or funny to have people see you wear something like that?"

.......... "I like to look good." She replied. "I work hard to keep my figure, I enjoy showing it off sometimes as long as I don't feel threatened by somebody. I wouldn't go to some strange place alone wearing that little stretchy, red Lycra dress I've got, or that dark gray unitard with the gold belt that I wore to the new-years party last year. When I've got you to escort and protect me, I like to wear something sexy now and then."

.......... She started putting the dress on and continued, "With that tail of yours' I don't think you will or should be going out into public too much. Somebody might see it, and then we'd have problems."

.......... "You're right about that." I agreed. "It's only been a couple of days, but, I'm starting to feel so trapped and helpless. I'll get Linda over here later and we'll see what we can do to find that woman."

.......... She finished dressing and sat down near me on the edge of the bed to put her shoes on. Then, she looked at me and said, "I've got to ask. When you were alone yesterday morning, before Linda came over, weren't you at all curious about what your new body felt like? On Sunday, just after you woke up, you seemed pretty interested in feeling yourself up, so, when you were alone for the first time, you didn't try, oh.....uh, you know...., you didn't try masturbating?" She paused, then went on acting kind of embarrassed, "If I had just changed sex, I don't think I would have waited very long, just to see what it all felt like. I know you wanted to try it with me on Sunday night, but, I was just so shocked and upset, I couldn't do anything. The first time I was alone, I don't think I would have been able to resist."

.......... "Well.....," I said. "To be honest, I did try. Unfortunately, just as soon as I really got into it, and things started to really feel good, Linda showed up at the door. Then, we spent the day together and then you came and brought me home. Why do you think I wanted it last night?" (That seemed like a good cover for what Linda and I had really done yesterday. I still felt a little guilty about it, but not guilty enough to tell Samantha and risk what we might do together tonight.) "Do you think I should I practice today, for tonight I mean?" I said, with what I hoped was a sly smile.

.......... "No." She laughed. "See if you can hold out today and then I can be the one to 'deflower' you tonight."

.......... "Well!" I said, trying to act the part of the virtuous maiden. "If you think you can just come in and have your way with me, without so much as buying me dinner first."

.......... Samantha laughed again. "Oh God, what have I created?" She stood up. "You're lucky I'm late for work or I'd have my way with you right now."

.......... She got her purse and I followed her into the living room where she had left her briefcase. When she was ready to leave, she bent over and kissed me again and said, "Take care today. I'll call you later." We hugged and she left for work.

.......... Again I was alone. I turned on the TV just to keep a little noise in the house and tried to straighten up the place as well as I could from the wheel chair. Just having moved in, there was so much to do. There were still things left in boxes and none of our pictures had been hung. I did what I could but there was even more that I couldn't do.

.......... Linda called and then came over just before lunch. I hadn't done much to clean myself up, just a quick wash of the face was all I had done. Linda helped me to comb out my hair, which I had just quickly tied up, and then she helped me find something to wear. I didn't want to wear a skirt, but with my changed lower body, it was a skirt or nothing. Sam had a couple of skirts like the one I had worn yesterday, long with an elastic waist that I could get into and that covered most of my tail. We would either have to start buying some more of them, or I would have to wash them often.

.......... At first, we didn't talk about the sex we had shared the day before, but gradually, I brought up the subject and told Linda how guilty I felt. She said she felt a little guilty too. "But," She said, "I'm glad we did what we did. I enjoyed it, and I know you did too." Then she asked, "Did you and Sam do anything last night?"

.......... I told her no, and mentioned a few of the things Sam and I had talked about, and that I had some hope for tonight. She wanted to help me later to put on some makeup and do my hair, but I said no. I wanted to get ready in my own way. I didn't think it would help Sam if she came home to someone looking as pretty but younger than she did. I tried to think of it from Samantha's point of view. If she had been changed into a real life 'Ken' doll, and she still wanted sex with me, it wouldn't have helped me to come home finding her dressed up like some kind of stud.

.......... At lunch time, we rode back to the fast food restaurant to look for the woman. We must have sat in their parking lot for two hours. No luck.

.......... On the way back to the house, Linda said she couldn't stay the whole afternoon. She said she had something to get ready for tomorrow, but she wouldn't tell me what it was. She said she wanted to surprise me, and then she said not to worry, it didn't involve sex.

.......... Samantha called once in the afternoon, and said she would be home between five and six. The second day on the new job was better and she seemed to be settling in well.

.......... I spent the afternoon trying not to be bored. I tried watching some television, and found that the daytime schedules had really nothing of interest to me. Just as an experiment, I tried watching a couple of the daytime 'soap operas'. I had heard that these things were geared towards women and I wondered if the my altered body and whatever different hormones it was producing would alter the viewpoint I had watching these programs. I wondered if now, I would identify more with the female characters rather than take the male viewpoint. I found that I couldn't notice any difference in the way I watched the programs. The story lines with their overly dramatic scenes and intertwined plots just didn't interest me. To be honest, they seemed pretty stupid to me. There were a lot of scenes of bare-chested men in tight jeans, and I tried to look at them the way I thought a woman would and see if I could detect any kind of attraction. I didn't really notice any, even though I tried to imagine what it would be like to be alone, and naked with one of them, and have them touching me. There just wasn't the old sudden crotch-grabbing arousal that I sometimes used to feel at the sight of a really attractive woman.

.......... I dozed off for a while and was awakened by Samantha calling to tell me she would be home just about when she thought, between five and six. She said she was going to pick up something for dinner on the way home. I told her we had had no luck at the restaurant and she said she had guessed as much or I would have called earlier. We both said "I love you" and then I was alone again.

.......... I decided clean up a little and took a bath. Out of curiosity, I decided to see how cool I could stand the water and found that I could lie in a tub filled with only cold water with no discomfort. Intellectually, I knew the water was cold, but, somehow, the body compensated and I was comfortable. I again almost dozed off laying submerged in the tub. Somehow I had to try swimming in something larger than a bathtub.

.......... I eventually dragged myself out of the bath and dried off. The long hair, again, took forever to dry but at last it was done. No makeup or anything, I just put on one of my old sweatshirts and put the blanket over my tail in the wheel chair and again watched TV while waiting for Samantha.

.......... A little after five, I heard a car pull in the driveway, and in a minute Samantha came in the front door. She was carrying a bag of take-out Chinese food and she looked a little tired. "How're you doing?" She asked.