When Arnold awoke on Christmas morning, he was excited. Overnight, he had been transformed into a woman; it was a dream come true. With his wife still snoring beside him, he decided it was best to let her sleep. After all, he was sure she had to be the one responsible for this transformation and letting her sleep in a little while longer would be one of the many ways he could say thank you.
With the biggest smile you could imagine, he turned on all the lights, made some coffee for his wife, and then sat down on the rug in front of the tree. His wife came down about an hour to grab a cup of coffee from the kitchen before entering the living room.
“Thank you so much!” Arnold announced when she entered, “This is the best gift ever! It’s what I’ve always wanted!”
“Who are you, and what are you doing in my house?” His wife asked.
“Arnold. I’m Arnold, your husband. I thought...I thought you had me transformed into a woman as a gift.” Arnold was slightly stuttering his words.
His wife was as well. “How would I..How would I even go about doing something like that? How would I have known? Why...Why would you even WANT that? How?...Have you been hiding this from me?”
“I thought you knew. I thought you always knew. I’m not trans or anything, but I always talked how curious I was about it.”
“But the best gift ever? Are you sure you’re not trans?”
“No! I mean, when I thought it was a gift, I figured it was temporary. I was going to ask if this was for a few days? Or a week? But if you aren’t responsible...then why? Why am I like this? And for how long?”
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