[Two side-by-side images. Left: Brandon's body with a ghostly image of Amber's face behind it. Right: Amber's body with a ghostly image of Danielle's face behind it.]
The rest of the "family reunion" wasn't exactly a relaxing vacation for Danielle and me. I had to teach Amber how to take care of my old body and impersonate me in my classes while I did my schoolwork remotely. At the same time, Danielle was teaching me to take care of my new body - wash my hair, shave my legs, deal with my period when that came along. All the while, we had to pretend that nothing was up whenever Amber's mom was around.
There was no way I could do Danielle's job, and without the right degree, no one would hire "Amber" for it. To save money between the three of us, I vacated Danielle's apartment and she moved in with Amber and me. Our cover story was that Brandon and Amber broke up but stayed friends and roommates, and Danielle decided she didn't like her job and wanted to spend more time with her sister.
Over the last few months, the three of us have been working together to help the new Brandon live my life, and the new Amber live hers, as if nothing happened. They've been needing less and less help, fortunately, so I don't think we'll always feel like we're keeping up a farce. As for me, I'm planning to go back to school to get my old degree back, and I'm searching for a part-time job to help pay for it.
The new Amber seems to be having fun with her new body. She's paying plenty of attention to her appearance, experimenting with her clothes and hair. Though my heart belongs to another, I can't deny I'm still attracted to her body, and damn, does she make it look good. "I don't mean to make you jealous, sis," she told me once. "It's just that I'm the pretty one now, and I have to take advantage of it."
The new Brandon promised to always love me, and though he couldn't promise to be physically intimate with me, he's been trying his hardest to become comfortable with it. He's told me about how he's trying to shift his frame of mind, see my body from a new perspective. "You're my girlfriend," he says to me. "I'm Brandon Schmidt, and you, Danielle Harrison, are my girlfriend. I tell myself that every night, when I look at you falling asleep next to me." We cuddle a lot. We hold hands, just like we used to. We started kissing again about a month ago. We even made out last week, and afterward, he told me he enjoyed it.
Though it still feels strange to admit, I enjoyed it too - the new Brandon is a serious cutie. Part of it is the old Amber's personality and mannerisms, but he's also been taking better care of my old body's looks than I ever did. In fact, he might be getting into it more than the new Amber! I don't think I was ever into guys back when I was a guy, and even now, it doesn't feel right to describe myself as "into guys" in general. What I'm feeling might be some kind of unexplored fetish for being the woman in a straight relationship - or it might just be that the new Brandon is very feminine as men go, and that's close enough to being a woman for me.
The new Brandon may not be helping me much to explore my new body, but that doesn't mean I can't do it on my own when I have the privacy. Since this body is permanently mine and not the old Danielle's, I figure it's not cheating to stare at myself naked, fondle my breasts, or play with my new genitals. It took me a while to master masturbation, but considering I was born male, I'm lucky I ever got to experience these sensations! One of my favorite fantasies is a threesome between me, the new Brandon, and the new Amber - but don't you dare tell either of them I said that.
[Image: Danielle's body.]
My name is Danielle Harrison. I have a sister-in-law named Amber, and a loving boyfriend named Brandon. With them by my side, I think everything's going to turn out alright.
THE END
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