Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Jealous of His Happiness ❯ Mommy Ureshii Pt. 2 ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: the characters and the plot all belong to me, since this is my own original story.

Warnings: some language here and there, implied stuff, men turning into women

Author's Notes: Once again, I was kinda forcing myself to finish this chapter because I thought it was kind of unfair to the few readers I have to have to wait this long between chapters, I know your pain... But I usually take so long so I guarantee you have an exciting chapter. Hope you all enjoy!



Jealous of His Happiness V: Mommy Ureshii Part Two

Ureshii awoke the next morning, adorned in a red t-shirt that now engulfed her womanly body, and she was fully rested. The sun was shining from behind the green curtains, making this morning absolutely peaceful. The blonde could smell breakfast from in the kitchen. Wait, breakfast?

She looked at the empty side of the bed where Netami had been last night and decided that he must’ve did the unthinkable and fixed her breakfast.

“Netami!” Ureshii called as she walked into the kitchen where Netami was making pancakes. “Good morning sweetie!” Ureshii greeted as she hugged the unsuspecting brunette from behind.

“Ureshii, you’ve got to get back in bed or else I can’t serve you breakfast like I was planning,” Netami sighed. “It was supposed to be a surprise…”
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Well it’s alright, I appreciate the thought anyways. I’ll go back to bed, I guess,”

The blonde beauty was served breakfast in bed by Netami, something definitely that hadn’t happened before. After setting the tray in front of her, Netami slipped onto the other side of the bed.

“Aww, this is too much!” Ureshii exclaimed as she looked at the spread. Pancakes with strawberries and bananas on top, a side of hash browns, and sausage. “Thank you!” She squealed, squeezing her boyfriend before saying a blessing and digging right in.

Netami was pretty glad he listened to Kiku, Ureshii was easier to please than he thought. Not to mention he didn’t think his cooking skills were all that great, and they only were this good thanks to Ureshii.

Male Ureshii was a sight to look at, but female Ureshii… Something about being a girl changed Ureshii, and he wasn’t sure what it was. He was still his cute-acting sensitive self, but I guess being a girl made you see the world a bit different for once. He went lingerie shopping with his big sister for God’s sake! Speaking of lingerie… Netami absolutely loved the stuff Ureshii and Kanashii came home with. Just looking at her with practically any kind of outfit on was stimulating, even that too-big t-shirt she was wearing now. It was probably only because he had more to look at now since she had so many curves… he felt like a pervert now because he never used to stare at Ureshii like that before.

“Netami what are you thinking about?” Ureshii questioned before taking a bite of the pancakes.

“Oh! Um…” Netami stuttered, averting his gaze from Ureshii’s abundant chest. “Just wondering if you liked breakfast, that’s all.”

“If you’re worried about it not tasting good, then why don’t you try for yourself?” she suggested, getting a forkful of pancake and feeding the brunette. “You’re getting better at cooking Netami.”

‘And you’re starting to sound more feminine, Ureshii,’ Netami thought. Would he want Ureshii to go back to being a man, or is this just the novelty of the situation? “Ureshii, do you like it better being a girl?”

“Well, there’s definitely some things to get used to, like people staring at my chest when they’re talking to me,” Ureshii hinted.

“But I wasn’t…”

“You were just a second ago. And then there’s the long hair, it gets on my nerves sometimes. But I do like the way you look at me, and the way you act like you can’t keep your hands off me,”

“I’ve always acted that way though,”

“No, it’s different than before. I think you like it more having a woman around. But it’s okay, I’m not mad or anything I’m just judging by your actions,”

After that Netami felt pretty bad. He looked down at Ureshii’s tray and noticed it was empty, so he got up to take the dishes to the kitchen. “I’m going to get ready for work, okay?” he shouted, before he went into the bathroom.

As soon as Netami was in the shower, Ureshii reached under the brunette’s side of the bed, and found exactly what evidence she needed. “Full-Moon Blossom: The Manga” was the first thing she pulled out. She figured if it was like Kanashii’s manga, she could skip through the pages and find proof that while Netami may claim that he likes males, he likes females a lot more. Before the 30th page, there was making out between two high school girls, and by the middle of the story they already started roaming each other’s bodies.

The blonde threw that on top of the bed and reached under the bed once again to find a Passion Bunny Magazine. That month’s pin-up had to do with sexy-librarian types.

After that, there was another Passion Bunny issue, a Star Studs issue (the equivalent to Passion Bunny but with men), some other yuri manga that was thinner than the first, and last was a copy of “School Affairs: The Manga.”

“I didn’t think that Netami had this much free time on his hands,” Ureshii said aloud, before the book was snatched out of her hands.

“Well I didn’t think you were such a snoop either,” Netami replied, standing behind Ureshii with a towel around his waist.

“I had a good reason!” she exclaimed. “I figured if you had more yuri under your bed than yaoi, then that means you like girls more.”

“Why are you convinced that I like women more? I fell in love with the male Ureshii, remember?”

“I know! But I think somewhere deep inside you want me to stay a girl,”

“To be honest I did think about it,” Netami pointed out as he got dressed. “But I knew it was probably because this was something so new. And once the novelty of you being a girl wears off, I’ll probably want you back to my old Ureshii. Believe it or not I miss him.”

“Netami… do you think after this is all over you can be a girl next?” Ureshii suggested cheerfully.

“No. Because then that means you’d have to be on top, and I’m not willing to give that up. Now Ureshii, can you please put all that stuff back under the bed?”

“Aww, I’m sick of being the uke…” Ureshii pouted as she pushed all the books back under Netami’s side. But once Ureshii thought about it, when she was a man she was never attracted to women anyways, she just wanted to get back at her boyfriend.

“I think that’s why you make such a cute girl, because you’re a natural uke,” Netami laughed as he put on his tie. “Hell, you’re cute period.”

When Netami left for work, Ureshii gave the brunette a kiss on the cheek and whispered in his ear, “I’m going to have something sexy on for you when you get home.”

“I can’t wait to see it,” Netami replied, grinning, before he head out the door.

Male or female? How to choose just one? Gender was something that was just predetermined at birth, so it shouldn’t even burden someone to choose. You got what you got, and Ureshii wasn’t totally used to being a girl yet. Hell, it took him thirteen years before he got used to his male body, and once he was used to it, it turned all crazy on him. Not to mention he had to be the odd one out who was attracted to other men’s bodies. It seemed like anything Ureshii did was abnormal.

Now he or she -he wasn’t sure which one of his selves it was- was into yaoi. He guessed if Netami read it, then there were men that were into it, although he wasn’t sure if there were many. Flipping through that yuri of his did nothing for him, and neither did that magazine with the near-naked women, but this story of Kanashii’s… It was hot! Plus it had a great storyline and plenty of cute guys to boot. The book was thick, but Ureshii was near halfway through before the doorbell to Netami’s place rang.

The blonde slid the book under the couch where she had been reading and went to go answer the door. She never remembered feeling more horny than right now, which was pretty unusual for the goody-goody. Only problem was, embarrassingly enough, Ureshii wasn’t quite sure how girls got themselves off… if they even did things like that.

At the door was a not-so-pleasing sight of Kiku with her son Toshio and Netami’s kids, Misaki and Kenshin.

“Kiku, Netami’s at work now…” Ureshii spoke.

“What a shame. I’ve kept the kids for two days, I can’t keep them another one. I have to work tomorrow, and Netami owes me,” Kiku explained as the kids ran into the playroom.

“But I have to work tomorrow too! And plus, I promised Netami we’d have one of those nights tonight,” Ureshii replied, looking solemn.

“I know you two are all young and in love, but I have a husband y’know. If I’m always watching Netami’s kids so you guys can screw around, then I can’t spend any time with my husband,” Kiku pointed out.

“Yeah, you’re right…” Ureshii sighed.

“How about I stay here with you until Netami gets home? I don’t want to leave you alone when you know next to nothing about kids,” Kiku offered, putting her arm comfortingly around the blonde.

Ureshii nodded, although she was secretly upset now. The one night she actually felt like pouncing on Netami and telling him to do everything to her he’s always fantasized of, they have to keep the kids. And Kanashii told them they’d better not try anything when the children were here, because it was just wrong. They had to listen to Kanashii, because she was older, because she was Netami’s pretend sister, and Ureshii’s real one.

“I’ll be in the kitchen, making lunch then,” Kiku announced, heading into the kitchen and tying an apron on. “Just listen out for them and make sure Misaki and Toshio don’t kill each other.”

“I can do that,” Ureshii half-heartedly replied as she settled back in her spot on the couch and pulled out the book, flipping back to her page.

The blonde was reading away, falling deep into the tangled love story that was School Affairs. See, there was this cute little high schooler who appeared to be innocent, but in reality schemed a way to get his teacher to like him. He acted like he needed after-school tutoring sessions just so he could be alone with the teacher but then-

“Ahh, stop it!” screamed the lone girl, Misaki.

Ureshii sighed, setting her book down and heading into the playroom. Toshio was constantly teasing the girl and that’s why it was a nightmare to watch both of them at the same time. Sure, that’s the phase that boys and girls went through, but it was awful for the parents, who frequently watched each other’s children. Kenshin was pretty well behaved and got along with Toshio, but that was probably only because they were both boys.

As the blonde appeared in the doorway, the little navy-haired girl ran to Ureshii and clung to her, whining, “Ureshii, Toshio was going to put a spider in my hair!”

“Oh c’mon, she’s being a baby! It wasn’t even real, see?” Toshio exclaimed, holding up a small plastic spider.

“Toshio, she’s just a little girl, don’t tease her,” Ureshii scolded the boy, while giving Misaki a comforting squeeze.

“Well everyone’s always taking her side because she’s a girl,” Toshio complained.

“Then don’t play with her if you’re going to mess with her,” Ureshii said before letting go of Misaki and leaving the room. She stuck out her tongue at Toshio before carrying on as she was.

Now, the blonde was back in her spot on the couch, at the part where the teen is seducing his sexy young teacher. The young teacher is having such a hard time trying to ward off the teen, but his student is so cute and mysterious looking he can’t resist. They kiss, but it begins to escalate into more as the teen’s hands begin to roam under the teacher’s shirt. The teacher pleads him to stop, before they do something that could get both of them into trouble, but he can’t help and give in to the student’s wishes-

“Lunch is ready!” Kiku called from the kitchen. She then fixed three plates for the children, and sat them at the dining room table. Their lunch was grilled cheese sandwiches, green beans, and garlic smashed potatoes.

Naturally, Ureshii expected the kids to be upset with the green food on their plate, like most children are. If Ureshii were a mother, she’d probably avoid the fights and not feed her kids vegetables, but Kiku and Netami are stubborn parents, and they constantly do this.

“Kiku, why do you always give them vegetables even though the kids don’t like them?” the blonde female asked as she ate her food.

“Because! They need them, so it doesn’t matter whether they want vegetables or not, they’ll get them anyways. Geez Ureshii, if you’re going to be with Netami, you’re going to have to learn how to take care of kids. Which means, you’re going to have to get some backbone and not let them control you. Understand?” Kiku explained.

“I understand,” Ureshii nodded.

The afternoon went on, uneventfully. Ureshii continued to read her long book as Kiku watched reality tv shows while shouting comments. They eventually heard the unlocking of the door, signifying that Netami was home at his usual time of seven-thirty.

Ureshii was so disappointed that she wouldn’t be the first one to greet Netami when he arrived home, since his children usually did that. They ran to the door, like usual, with their exclaim of “Daddy!” as they ran to embrace him. He did look surprised as he hugged his children, he was expecting to be greeted by a certain busty blonde clad in something revealing, sexy, see-through, and preferably red. Kiku was to blame for this. He was thinking about Ureshii’s female form all day, and now he wouldn’t get to see any of it as long as the three kids were here. Unless he got them to bed soon, that is…

He walked into the living room where Kiku and Ureshii were watching tv, since Ureshii gave up on her mission of trying to finish that book. She’d finish it tonight after the kids had gone to bed, since she wasn’t getting any tonight anyways.

“Welcome home Netami,” Ureshii greeted her boyfriend, hugging him. The blonde was kind of embarrassed about kissing him in front of someone, since they never did it before because men don’t freely kiss in front of others like that. But, she just pretended like Kiku wasn’t sitting a few feet away and kiss him passionately, full of lust-filled longing.

“Ureshii what happened with the sexy outfit and all that?” Netami whispered to her.

“Well Kiku needs to work tomorrow, so you need to keep the kids. Plus she says you owe her. So that kind of killed my plan, even though I was really in the mood,” Ureshii sighed, grabbing the brunette by the tie and pulling him close, seductively.

Netami wanted to scream right now, but he only did it inwardly. “But you’re never-”

“I know,” the blonde replied, cheeks tinted crimson. “But I was reading this book earlier, and the action was so hot. It just made me yearn for you to do all those things that the teacher was doing to his student… I almost wish I was a man again because I kind of want to go back to doing all the things we used to do. Like, I want you to…,” Ureshii trailed off, her voice getting low and sultry.

“You want me to do what?” the eager brunette asked.

“Oh, it doesn’t matter, I’m still going to be a woman for what, two more days?” Ureshii dismissed the idea.

“Kikuuuu!” Netami whined. “Ureshii’s never in the mood!”

“Not my problem,” the older woman replied, getting some sort of cruel satisfaction from ruining her friend’s evening. “I’d guess I should be going now… my husband will be home soon, and we have a hot night planned…” she said, purposely rubbing it into the angry Netami’s face as she walked out the house, smiling.

Netami was determined to not let his pretend sister ruin his evening. “Ureshii, go lay in my bed, put on something preferably red and see-through, and just keep reading that book. I’ll be up there in an half-hour, tops,” the brunette instructed as he pushed his ‘girlfriend’ towards the stairs. Ureshii looked slightly confused, not to mention she didn’t think she owned anything red and see-through, but she followed his instructions anyways.

The older man gathered the kids up and instructed his daughter to go bathe in the downstairs smaller bathroom as the two boys and Netami bathed in the upstairs bathroom, that had a tub that could seat up to four. Yes, it was that big. The man however didn’t know that his blonde was using that exact opportunity to take a scented bath, so she could smell and look the part as well.

“Okay boys, we’re going to make this quick, you only have ten minutes to get as clean as possible, then its straight to bed,” Netami announced as the three hopped into the huge square-shaped bath, filled with bubbles.

“Why do we have to go to bed so early? We don’t usually go until nine o’ clock,” Toshio argued.

“Yes, but tonight is very special for me so I need you guys to do me a favor and just go to bed an hour and a half earlier than usual, alright?” the brunette explained, scrubbing quickly.

“What’s so special that’s going on tonight?” the inquisitive child continued.

“It’s a grown up thing, hard to explain, really,” Netami lied.

For a moment it seemed as though Toshio’s questions were over, but then he came up with another one. “Do you think Misaki likes me?”

“Truthfully, no,”

The eight year-old looked rather upset with that answer, and looked away from the grown man. Netami sighed and decided that was a rather rough answer for a little boy. “Well… she’s… I’m sure she likes you, but she probably won’t know how to show it until she’s older. Just try being nice to her sometimes, put her first before you, and she’ll love you for it.”

Here was Netami, giving romantic advice to a kid, regarding his own daughter! Actually, some of this advice Netami could afford to follow himself, now that he thinks about it.

“Just one more question,” Toshio spoke, getting closer to Netami, whispering, “Do you think I’m ever going to be as well-endowed as you are, Mr. Netami? Because my mom says that girls like guys who really are.”

“With your dad’s genes? I doubt it,” he laughed. “But seriously, don’t go getting any funny ideas from talking to your crazy mom, because Misaki’s not going to find out about any of that kind of stuff until eighty years from now.”

The man knew he was just lying to himself then, but he didn’t want to think about the day his little girl was interested in boys (namely boys like Toshio) and wanted to know what sex was. He really didn’t want to think about the day she and Toshio could possibly be doing the same things together that he did in high school. But yet, the two were around each other every day, and the signs of the inevitable were clear as day. And those were this dad’s- well any dad’s- worst nightmare.

Meanwhile in the upstairs bathroom, Misaki and Ureshii were bathing together, for possibly the first and last time.

“I’m so glad that you’re a girl now, because I never get to have any girl time. Daddy’s always spending boy-time with Kenshin and Toshio so I don’t get to do any girl things with anybody because mommy is gone. That’s why I wish you could be my mommy, Ureshii,” Misaki confessed to the blonde.

“I’m just not sure I can do that, Misaki. I really like being a boy better, it’s how I was born,” Ureshii spoke softly to the little girl.

“I understand,” she sighed. Misaki always seems to be very understanding, although it doesn’t make her feel any better in the long run. “I just… I want another girl to spend time with.”

“How about Kanashii?” Ureshii suggested, the idea seeming genius. Kanashii wanted a little sister that Ureshii couldn’t be, and Misaki wanted an older motherly figure Ureshii couldn’t be either. So why not have the two spend time together? It fit together perfectly!

“Oh I’d love to spend time with Kanashii, she kind of like a mommy and she’s nice too,” Misaki exclaimed, smiling. Yes, Misaki was exactly what Kanashii needed, since she was suffering from some type of weird empty nest syndrome, even though she never had kids. Ever since Ureshii moved, Kanashii has been increasingly lonely, so that might help. “Hey Ureshii?”

“Yes?”

“Do you think Toshio likes me? I was just wondering because he’s always being so mean to me,” Misaki questioned, blushing.

“Sweetie, I think picking on you is just his way of trying to show that he likes you. I know it doesn’t make any sense now, but that’s what boys do. They like to get your attention in any way possible, good or bad,” Ureshii explained to the confused girl.

“So he’s trying to get my attention… that’s good,” Misaki concluded as Ureshii stepped out of the tub first, wrapping a towel around herself. Then, the older woman helped Misaki out and wrapped a towel around the girl as well. “Let’s go get you dressed for bed, and me too.”

Misaki pulled on the lavender pajamas that were sitting on a stool in the bathroom as Ureshii quickly pulled on the only red thing she owned, a sheer red night gown where you could see the bra and panty parts of the gown. Then, the blonde pulled a white fuzzy robe over it so the young girl wouldn’t be suspicious, if she had any idea what was going on.

When all three of the kids stayed at Netami’s, they slept on the fold-out bed from the living room couch, where there was ample room for all of them. Then, he would turn on a movie for them to watch until they fell asleep, the best option because one: it kept them distracted and two: they wouldn’t hear the couple upstairs over the sound of the movie.

“Alright guys, climb in the bed,” Netami said once everyone in the house was in pajamas. For some reason, he was starting to feel skeptical about Toshio and Misaki sleeping in the same bed, they could start to get used to it like it was a good thing. “Hey Ure, do you think that Misaki and Toshio should sleep in the same bed? They are a boy and a girl, after all,” Netami whispered worriedly to Ureshii.

“Now Netami, they’re seven and eight, don’t go into worried daddy mode yet,”

“He asked me if I thought Misaki liked him,”

“Misaki said the same thing,”

“Oh God…” Netami groaned.

The two adults wished the kids good night before heading upstairs to Netami’s bedroom, where the brunette was more than eager to keep on with the discussion.

“Look Ureshii, I’m only worried about my daughter because I know what boys are like, especially bad boys like him. And when he’s a teenager, he’s going to likely be worse. And we all know the one thing teenage boys want twenty-four seven, he’s going to want it from my baby girl! We both know how teenage boys think, with their dicks!”

“Netami, they are seven and eight, calm down. You have like nine more years until they hit that phase, enjoy their innocence while it lasts,” Ureshii tried to calm her boyfriend. “And besides, did you have me put this on for nothing?” she mentioned, opening her robe and dropping the offending item to the floor, revealing her red nightie.

“Okay, spin around, do the whole three sixty,” Netami instructed the blonde. “Yeah, I thinking right now about how I’d love to plow into that ass.”

“But if you spent months doing me from behind, then why would you want to do it now when you have the option not to?”

“I don’t know, maybe because for some dumb reason I’m starting to miss it? Sure I like the sexy outfits and the curves and the boobs but women can only occupy my mind for so long. I miss male Ureshii’s body, tanned-chest, tight ass… everything about it,” Netami confessed.

“I thought you wouldn’t miss the old me,” Ureshii replied. “I thought you were craving the curves and the sexy outfits for good.”

“I guess I was only into it at first because it was something new, but I’m not really as into women as you think I am, I just get that occasional fetish. That’s why I have the girly mags,”

“Netami you are such a complicated being,” Ureshii sighed, before falling into laughter.

“You know what I miss the most?” he asked. “Stroking your dick and sucking you off, you just make the cutest faces when you’re getting it.”

“Well that won’t be happening around here for a minute,” Ureshii responded, full blush staining her cheeks.

“Now come to bed, sweetie,” the blonde called her partner from her spot on the bed.

“Well you don’t need to tell me twice,” the brunette responded, sliding next to the red-clad woman.

“Give me such pleasure that will last all through tomorrow,” Ureshii asked in a seductive tone.

“How about I do it tonight and all through tomorrow?” Netami suggested as he inched closer to his blonde female.

“Mmm that’ll work,” Ureshii purred.

The evening continued to progress like any evening that Netami and Ureshii had together, intensely sexual in nature. Only, a perfect night was just begging to be interrupted by a phone call.

‘Should’ve disconnected this,’ Netami thought as he leaned to answer the phone at the bed side. “Hello?”

“Yeah, Netami, hope I didn’t interrupt anything…” the voice on the other line, Jousho, apologized before continuing. “But I called to tell you that you have to work tomorrow, unfortunately.”

“But I wasn’t supposed to…” Netami answered.

“I know, but we’re a little short on people because a couple of people got the flu or something, it’s going around,” Jousho explained.

“Seriously…? Well I guess I have no choice, I’ll be there,” Netami replied.

The two men said their goodbyes and hung up the phone. Then, he turned back to his blonde, only to see that the girl had fallen asleep, just that quick.

“Good morning, Netami,” the familiar voice of Ureshii whispered to the sleeping brunette.

He blinked his eyes, looking to his side to see the hazy vision of his love right beside him, smiling. He blinked a couple times, then studied the face more carefully. Something was different. He trailed his fingers delicately along the contours of Ureshii’s face, and then ran them through the honey blonde locks of his lover. And that’s when he realized what it was: Ureshii’s hair was short and slightly messy like it used to be, and his face was more masculine and defined, although still slightly feminine as before.

“You changed back, huh?” Netami questioned, a smile forming.

“Yeah, I’m surprised too. I thought I still had a few more days,”

“Maybe Sora messed up the dosage,”

“Possibly,”

The two were silent for a second before Netami added, “Well maybe I should make sure,” as his hand slid over to the waist band of the blonde’s underwear, which reminded Netami of something else. “How are you going to get that thing off? It must hurt.” He was referring to the red thong, of course.

“Very much,” Ureshii pointed out. “I don’t have the most feminine figure, not when I’m like this. I’m going to go in the bathroom, so I can get ready for work… and hopefully get this thing off.”

“You want me to help?” Netami offered.

Ureshii laughed, shaking his head as he walked into the bathroom that was adjacent to the bedroom.

Netami was filled with so many kinds of happiness right now. This was the Ureshii he fell in love with, and for some reason it took him turning him into a girl to realize it…

“Thank you Sora!” Netami exclaimed to himself.

To Be Continued…

AN: I'm going to continue the rest of this story in a seperate fic called "Yours, His, and My Emotions" but in the mean time make sure you read "Love-Hate Relationship" the stories go together and the Yours, His and My Emotions thing won't make sense if you hadn't read it first!!

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