Stephanie stood by the bedroom door, her heart racing as she caught her reflection in the glass. Her full breasts spilled out of her lace bralette, her toned legs encased in silky stockings. Her fingers nervously played with the garter belt, fidgeting with the delicate fabric.
For the first time in her life, she loved how she looked—yet she couldn’t help the feeling of shame that lurked beneath the surface. “You’re a man!” that voice in her head sneered. “Whatever you put on, whatever you grow, whatever you cut off—that won’t change.”
Footsteps approached from behind. “Steph?”
Stephanie turned to face her wife, Lily, who was staring at her with wide eyes. “Hey,” she whispered, self-conscious and uncertain.
Lily stepped closer, taking in every detail of her body. This was the first time Stephanie had felt comfortable enough to be (nearly) naked in front of her since starting her transition.
“You look... amazing.”
“I do?” Stephanie asked softly.
Lily nodded emphatically. “Yes! God, you’re absolutely gorgeous.”
“But... I’m not the man you married anymore.” Tears welled up in Stephanie’s eyes as she voiced what had been haunting her since she started her transition.
Lily reached out, gently wiping away the tears with her fingertips. “I didn’t marry a man,” she said. “I married you. The person standing in front of me right now, that’s who I love. You’re still you. That won’t change.”
As they stood there in their bedroom—a space that had once belonged solely to Steven and Lily—Stephanie allowed herself to exhale for what felt like the first time since starting hormones.
“Can I touch you?” Lily asked.
Swallowing hard against the sudden lump in her throat, Stephanie nodded.
Lily moved slowly—trailing fingertips along every curve and valley until they brushed against a stocking-clad thigh. The sensation made both women shiver with anticipation.
“You feel so different,” Lily murmured as if reading Stephanie’s thoughts while running a hand over one round breast. “I love it.”
“It feels strange sometimes, too,” Stephanie admitted. “But when you touch me, it feels right. Like I’m finally connecting with my body in a way I never could.”
Lily bit her lip. “Think you’re ready to try out your new body in a, uh, different way?”
Stephanie’s heart skipped a beat. “Yes. Just...”
“Be gentle?” Lily finished with a soft smile. “Always.”