Welcome to your future
She was at the end of a long line of women, all pregnant. They were the women of Stapford Hill, the model suburban town me and my wife Lana moved in some weeks before. They were all smiling at me, making me feel eerie. As far as I could tell, I was the only man currently in the community center, something I was now quite aware as I looked at their pregnant bellies wrapped in their sportswear. Tara had invited me, but I thought it was just an afternoon coffee or something like that. I tried to ask if there had been a mistake.
"No mistake, dear," reassured me Tara "We're just excited about the journey you're about to embark!"
That was something she and some of the other women had mentioned in the months we spent in the place. I just thought they meant in general, using some sort of internal joke I didn't get yet.
"Now, come here and let's start!" she said, inviting me towards her.
I was confused, but started walking past the women. After I made the first two steps, I felt my body shivering and getting goosebumps. I felt my beard falling off my face and the body hair on my arms disappear. Longer hair started to cascade on my shoulders. I started to get confused.
"Don't worry, Jack. It's just the first step!" smiled Tara.
Strangely I didn't panic. It was as if her words completely calmed me down. Ever since we moved, Tara had been a reassuring presence, a very nice woman who tried to make us feel welcomed. Since I was working from home, we interacted quite often. Still trustworthy, I made another step. This time, I lost my breath as my body collapsed within itself. I trampled only to be held up by another neighbor, I think she was called Betty. She was now taller than me.
"W-what...is h-appening to me?" I asked, panting.
"It's simple, you're becoming one of us! A Stapford Hill wife!" replied Tara giggly. She sensed my confusion and went on: "This community is based on tradition and good values. We stride hard to keep them both. Each of us once accepted has to fulfill its role. It's a judgement, made by us and by the magic that keeps this place so endearing."
I tried to reply, but another bout of changes hit me as I wobble forward another step. I managed a moan in an increasingly high-pitch. My hands got dainty and feminine, with rings on them. My nails grew and got some red painting on them, the same for my toes. A powerful push made me lose my breath for a second while my waist compressed.
"Oh my, you're getting so cute!" Tara said before continuing "These past weeks, you and your wife were carefully examined by us. We knew you guys were good for the community, but there were changes to be made. Specifically, you failed to be husband material. Frankly dear, we don't want to have stay-at-home dads here and you didn't even manage to be useful at the grill the other day! However, we think you're perfect to be one of us, a dutiful nice Stapford Hill wife."
I was shocked about everything she was saying and thought she was crazy, if I wasn't experiencing said transformation. My jeans became leggins, thin and stretchy around my legs. My dick was prominently displayed and looked quite out of place. I wanted to stop and go back, maybe by doing so I'll be able to reverse the changes. Tara probably sensed what I was thinking.
"Silly girl, you can't escape. The only way now it's forward. Towards your future of womanhood and motherhood! Don't feel ashamed, you're not the only man that went through this. I was like you too and look at me now. There's really no need to be embarrassed. Sometimes our role is not immediate to us."
I froze. I wanted to run, to escape and curse them all, but I couldn't. It was like I was in a trance. Maybe it was the magic, maybe her words made sense and I gave myself to them, but I went one step ahead, closer to Tara. My ass ballooned in size, while two loud and painful cracks announced my expanded hips. My chest started to itch, while my t-shirt morphed into a sports bra, leaving my stomach exposed.
"Come closer dear and let's end this! Don't worry about a thing. While you're here becoming the beautiful woman you were destined to, Lana too is changing. She's becoming the alpha man she deserved to be and will be the perfect daddy for you and your family," Tara encouraged me.
All the women around me were cheering. They all looked so happy. Maybe I too will be that happy? The mention that also Lana was changing soothed me. Perhaps together we could make sense of the whole situation. I needed few more steps to find out. I felt my chest expanding, growing and growing. I was not getting breast, I was getting boobs, big and juicy. I wondered if Lana would like them, she that used to be so flat-chested and that called busty women like me now 'cows'.
"Good girl!" Tara giggled "We're going to have so much fun together!"
Tara extended her arms and as I moved closer. One more step and one of my balls jumped inside of me. Another step and the other followed. I felt them reaching deep, transforming into my ovaries, inside my new womb. My cock was getting smaller and smaller, until I couldn't feel it anymore. With a pop, my vaginal lips finished forming and opened. The feeling made me lose my balance into the embrace of Tara.
"It's OK, you're almost there," she whispered to me "There's one last change..."
Before I could ask which one, I started to feel it. A strange pressure was pushing me from within. Waves of nausea hit me. Tara held me to comfort me. Then I felt it: my belly pushing, tightening and getting rounder. My boobs got filled with milk. Another pop and my belly button pushed outward. Suddenly I was six months pregnant. I could feel a baby, my baby, moving inside me. Everyone in the room erupted in cheers and congratulations. I was feeling a mixture of shock, pride and happiness.
"Don't worry, the first baby is always the hardest and the most unexpected, but you're going to have so many more, just like us!" Tara said jubilant as another woman offered me a hand to join them all in a collective hug to welcome me in the 'sisterhood'.
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