12 comments/ 50555 views/ 23 favorites Baby Face Jack's Biggest Fight By: Grey Eagle 286 The referee held his gloved hand high in the air. The crowd was hushed as the ring announcer spoke, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this World Featherweight Championship Boxing Match to unify the title, by technical knockout, and still undefeated; Baby-face Jack Mc Coy." The crowd screamed in approval. Jack's trainer and manager Fred Marino wiped the blood from Jack's face and chest. The blood ran in a steady stream from his broken nose. Fred grabbed a fresh towel, held it to Jack's nose, and squeezed firmly to try to stop the flow. Fred told the ring announcer that he was going to take Jack to the dressing room. He looked at the ring doctor who was standing nearby. "Would you take another look at his nose and see if you can stop the bleeding?" "Sure Fred, I suspect that he will need an operation to fix it, I almost stopped the fight it was so bad. I would not have let him go another round but 'Killer' Durant could not see any more so I stopped the fight. Mc Coy really hurt him bad, I think he broke some of his ribs and I know Killer's face took a pounding. His eyes are swollen completely shut." Fred looked at Jack. "How do you feel?" "Not too bad. My nose hurts a little but I could go a few more rounds if I had to. Where is Sandy? I know she will be upset over all the blood." A beautiful petite girl said, "I'm right here behind you Jack. Are you OK, Honey?" "Yeah, follow us back to my dressing room. I may have to go from there to the hospital. The Doc here says I may need a plastic surgeon to fix it right. This is the third time it has been broken." She was with him while they took the wrappings from his hands. She critically examined his face, the nose and surrounding areas were very swollen. The bleeding had stopped but the nose was an ugly purple color. She looked the rest of him over carefully, "Your poor nose looks like the only place you are hurt. I didn't see him hit you there." "He didn't hit me, he pushed me away and the thumb of his glove caught me." She lifted his hands and looked at them very closely, "You didn't break any knuckles this time, and your hands look good." "Yeah, they were wrapped correctly this time, Fred did it himself." She lifted his hands to her lips and gently kissed each of them. "I love you Jack, I don't think I can take this much longer. I hate seeing you get hurt." Jack quickly looked around, he whispered, "We will talk later Sweetie. I love you too." Jack and Sandy went to their apartment and they cuddled on the couch as he wound down. He said he thought he was finished with the fight game. He was making more money from his Fitness Centers and Championship Gyms than he had ever made from Boxing. The big money was in the heaver weight divisions. Even though he has often called the best fighter, pound for pound, in the world, his fights did not command the huge sums the heavyweight fights brought in, still, for a boy from an average family he had made huge sums of money. He had a very good investment portfolio. His spending habits were very frugal. He had always known that his career in boxing could end with any fight. Even an accidental injury could end his career. Jack and Sandy had been together forever. They were next-door neighbors. They played in their cribs together. They had attended day care together. They played together after school. They were best friends as children and then they became lovers in their late teens. They wanted to get married and Jack proposed to her at least once a week. She always said yes, as soon as he stopped boxing. They had been living together for five years. He had talked over his goals with her many times, now he had reached or exceeded all of them. Jack smiled to himself then grimaced with the pain the smile brought from his nose. He looked at Sandy, as always she was beautiful. She had long blond hair and a flawless body. She was about 5'2", slim and petite with a perfect tiny ass and c+ sized breasts. He had a beautiful engagement/ wedding ring set hidden in his shaving kit and he went through the little speech he had been composing and rehearsing in his mind for months. He planned to propose just after he announced his retirement. He moaned softly as another smile hurt him. He could not help smiling whenever he thought of Sandy. She lifted her head from his chest and looked up at him. She smiled and very gently brushed her lips across his. "Honey, can I get anything for you? Are you hungry? Do you need a pain pill?" "I need to make love to you Sweetie, but I am afraid it will have to wait until tomorrow. I don't want to start my nose bleeding again." Sandy giggled, "If you will bring me off with my vibrating dildo I'll give you a blow job. Do you feel up to that?" "Hell yes, that sounds like fun, it will keep my mind off my nose. Are you going with me to the doctor in the morning?" "When haven't I gone every place you go? I will be there unless you don't want me to go." "You know better than that. I love it when I come out of the anesthesia and your beautiful smiling face is the first thing I see, and then I know everything is going to be fine." "God, I hope this is the last time." He pulled her to him and very carefully kissed her lips. She softly moaned and dropped her hand to his lap. She found his rampant cock and squeezed it gently; she pulled back and smiled at him. "Wow! You are as hard as a rock. I think you would have a hard on if your arm was chopped off." "Yes, but only when I see you, Sweetie! I get that way whenever I see you." He felt her little hands working at the tie to his pajama bottoms. She loosened the string and pulled the pants open. Her hands caressed his cock. She rubbed her cheek softly across the head and looked up at him. She smiled, "I love this part of you, and he is my favorite part of you, right after your lips. OH! Your hands are great too! And your tongue is special too. I guess just I love all of you. Mmmmmmm! You taste so good too!" She slipped her lips down the length of his erection until her nose was buried in his curley pubic hair. One of her hands followed her mouth as it slipped up and down his shaft. The other hand gently cupped and caressed his balls. They were drawing up tighter below the shaft. Sandy smiled to herself because she knew he was about to cum. She stopped her movement at the top of his cock. She held the head in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it slowly, savoring the taste and the texture of his cock. She smiled as she licked the shaft of his cock, feeling the veins and the pulse of the blood pumping trough them to keep his cock hard. Sandy felt him stiffen and tremble. He moaned, "Ohh! I'm cumming. Unghh! Yes, here it comes." His hot seeds spurted into her ready mouth. She held all of it in her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue, over her teeth and inside her cheeks. She adored the slightly salty pungent flavor of his semen. She swallowed it all and grinned at the love of her life. "Maybe you can sleep now." The first thing Jack saw when he opened his eyes the next afternoon was Sandy's smile. She said, "Hi, Babe, the doctors say everything went well. You no longer have your proud eagle's beak, but you now have a cute little button nose. They had to remove a little bone and cartilage. The surgeon said your nose should be a smaller target now and stronger too, not so easily broken." His eyes drifted shut again and then popped back open, "You are teasing, right? I know you can't see it under the bandages and it has to be still swollen up, right?" "You are right, Sweetheart, I am just telling you what the doctor said. You can go home when you feel up to it. We have an appointment again in a week." "Help me up and get my clothes from the closet. I'm ready now." In an hour, they were home in their apartment. Sandy wanted Jack to go to bed, he refused saying he had had enough sleep to last for days. He looked at her, "Would you like to go out tonight, dinner and a show or dancing?" "Oh! I would love that Honey, but are you up to it? We had better wait a few days before we try that. I want you back in tip-top shape for some serious loving. We are falling way behind in our loving." Several nights later, they went to their favorite dance club after a nice dinner. Jack was very proud of the way Sandy looked in a black silk chiffon and lace dress that came down to just above her knee. She wore gold strappy sandals with 4 inch heels. She looked absolutely stunning. The Maître de recognized Jack and he showed them to a front reserved table. They danced several slow dances; Sandy did not want him jarring his nose on a fast dance. A large handsome young man asked her to dance with him. She smiled, "Thank you, but I am with my Boyfriend and I do not want to leave him." "Oh, come on, I can see you want to dance this number. You are moving your shoulders to the music." She looked at Jack. He smiled, "Go ahead Sweetie, just remember who brung ya." Sandy returned after a second dance with the tall young man. The man said, "Thank you for the dances." Sandy did not even look at him. She smiled at Jack, "Let's go home now, please!" The other man turned and walked away. Jack stood and held Sandy's chair as she got up. They walked to the door. Jack talked to the Maître de and gave him a nice tip. They walked toward where they had parked the car. Four large men stepped out of the shadows in front of them. Jack pushed Sandy behind him. He said, "Excuse us please we would like to get by." "Sorry shrimp, we want to dance and party with your girlfriend, so you get out of our way or you'll get your little ass kicked." "Yes, Sir, help yourself. But first, look, you are standing in dog shit." The man glanced down and was completely unprepared for the hard fist that caught him in the solar plexus. He dropped to his knees and fell forward on his face. Jack twisted to his right and kicked out high with his left foot. The blow caught second man in the chest and sent him flying back to land hard on his ass. His head flopped back and hit the asphalt with a whop. Jack advanced toward the remaining two men. They looked at each other, turned and ran the other way. Jack looked at Sandy, "Get your cell-phone out and dial 911. These guys may need some help. It looks as if they DID step in some shit." One of the men was trying to sit up and he groaned. Jack pushed him back. He said, "Stay down and relax, you may have hurt your head. The Fire/Rescue folks are on the way." A Police car pulled up beside them and asked what the trouble was. The other two men who had run off walked up and said that Jack had attacked them without provocation. One of them then said Jack had hit their friends with a club of some sort. Jack denied it and explained what had happened. The police officers were taking notes when an older distinguished looking man walked over from across the street. "Officers, I am a witness to the whole incident. I saw and heard everything, so did my wife." The officers stared at him. One policeman said "Good evening Judge Thurmont. I think you will make a good witness. Tell us what you saw." The judge told the same story Jack had told. The judge looked at Jack, "Young man I wish I could try this case, but I must recuse myself so I can testify as a witness for you." Judge Thurmont turned to the officer, "All four are involved, the small man put two of them down and these two ran." The officer smiled and said, "Your Honor, I just recognized this small man. He is 'Baby-face Jack, McCoy', the professional boxer." "I didn't see a single boxing move, everything was martial arts techniques." The judge looked at Jack, "You are not a professional in any of the 'martial arts' are you?" "No sir, that is just an occasional hobby." One of the officers told Jack and Sandy they would have to accompany them to the station and give statements. Jack asked that they give the statements the following day at 9:00 in the morning. The officer agreed. Six months later, after a nice dinner at their favorite restaurant, Jack took Sandy's hand in both of his hands. "Sweetie, you have always been my best friend; you have been there for me through the good times and the bad. You have supported me in everything I have ever done. I don't believe I could have accomplished the things we planned without you. I love you with all of my heart and want you at my side forever, will you marry me?" Sandy smiled at him softly. "Jacky, Honey, you have asked that question a hundred times before. My answer is the same; I cannot promise to marry you until you quit the fight game." Jack smiled at her and handed her a folded piece of paper. She opened it and read: AP Press release; Today World Champion Light Weight Boxer "Baby-face Jack" McCoy announced his retirement from boxing. He states that he wants to finish his career a champion. He says he intends to marry his long-time girlfriend Sandy Archer. He says he wants to devote more time to his Gyms and Fitness Centers. McCoy had his nose broken in his last bloody fight with "Killer" Durant. Durant suffered three broken ribs, and a broken cheek- bone, and cuts to his eyebrows in the fight. The fight was stopped when Durant could no longer answer the bell because his eyes were swollen shut from countless blows to his face. McCoy finishes his career undefeated in 33 amateur fights and 17 professional fights. AP Release. Sandy looked up at him, her eyes wide, a tear ran from each eye. "Is this true?" He grinned and nodded. He handed her a small jewelry box. She looked at it and then she looked at him. She opened the box slowly and gasped at the beauty of the rings inside. Jack smiled, and then stared at her. "Will you marry me?" Sandy said, "YES! Hell yes! I love you so much. I am so happy I am going to really cry now, SOB!" Jack stood and lifted her to her feet. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply. They heard the other patrons of the restaurant clapping and they grinned, they broke the kiss and smiled at each other. Jack looked around and laughed, he loudly said, "She said YES!" Sandy smiled at him, "Take me home now, I need to make love to you." She whispered. He helped her with the light coat she wore and they headed for the door. He paused and dropped another $20 on the little tray with the money to pay the bill and the original tip. When they stepped outside they found that it had started a light rain. He told Sandy to wait while he went and got the car. She watched as he walked rapidly toward the parking lot. She was wondering why a place with such fine food didn't have valet parking when she saw a group of large figures jump from the shadows and hit Jack from behind. She pulled out her cell-phone and dialed 911. She told the operator where they were and what was happening. She could make out the men stomping on something on the ground. She prayed it was not Jack. A police car skidded to a halt by the figures. Several of them started to run, a shot was fired and they all stopped and raised their hands above their heads. Sandy hurried toward the scene. An EMS truck pulled up about the same time she got there, its siren screaming. The medics rushed to the figure on the ground. She could see now that it was Jack. He appeared to be unconscious. She tried to get to him but an office held her back. "Please Ma'am, let them work on him. Did you see it happen?" "Yes I did. I saw it all. The four of them jumped him from behind and hit him in the head. Then they stomped on him and kicked him when he was on the ground and couldn't protect himself." The policeman asked, "Do you know any of these men?" "Yes I do. These same four guys tried to rape me about six months ago and Jack defended me and put two of them in the hospital. We are scheduled to go to court and testify against them next week." She watched as the Medics put Jack on a stretcher and put him in the ambulance. As the men closed the door she identified herself to them and was given permission to ride to the hospital with Jack. On the way she called her parents and told them what had happened. Her mother told her they would call Jack's parents and that they would bring them with them to the hospital. Sandy sat in the waiting room praying while the doctors worked on Jack. Her parents and Jack's Mom and Dad found her and comforted her while they waited. A doctor came out of the operating room. He introduced himself as Doctor Mike Lee. He sat and talked to all of them. The doctor told them that Jack had suffered a concussion. It did not appear to be too bad. He had also had several ribs broken. The doctor looked at them. "The most serious trauma was to his genital area, it appears that he was kicked and stamped upon there. Everything in that area is very severely damaged. We have little hope his testicles can be saved. We will attempt to stabilize the area and we had called in several specialists who will be here soon. Hopefully we can give you more information in a few hours." Jack's father said, "Doc, I know this is not your specific area of expertise, but based on what you saw, what is your best guess as to the prognosis?" "Sir, I hope I am wrong, but I see little chance of saving his testicles. There is a better chance of saving his penis but it will be not be functional sexually. I'm sorry, I hope I am wrong." Sandy looked at him, "What effect will the loss of his testicles have on him other than the loss of sexual function?" The doctor looked sadly at her, "Is he your fiancé?" She nodded. "He will not be producing testosterone. Without the male androgen hormones, many things will change in his body. There is heavy bleeding in the scrotal tissue, we have drained the blood but I personally do not believe the testes are repairable. I fear there is damage of the whole area including the vas deferens, the spermatic cord, and the epididymis, which is a part of the testis in which sperm mature. I wish I could be more positive about this but you really need to be prepared for the worst. Oh! I do not mean that his life is in danger. He should survive OK. I have seen this sort of thing before. We will know more when the specialists get here. I promise to keep you informed." Sandy and her Mom and Dad talked for hours. Finally, Dr. Lee returned, "The experts are examining him now. They are going over the X-rays and the Ultrasound and MRI scans too. I want them to talk to all of you when they are finished. To be frank with you I heard them say that it did not look good. I do not know if they will offer this option or not; I had a cousin who was in an accident several years ago with similar injuries. He was facing the prospect of never having another sexual climax for the rest of his life. He was married at the time and his wife made the decision to have a sex change operation done while they tried to put him back together. Today he is a functional female in every way except he cannot bear children. Although they later divorced, my cousin has remarried and is a very attractive and happy housewife. This is something all of you need to think about." Sandy ran from the room, her mother and Jack's mother both ran after her. The older women found her in a waiting area sobbing her heart out. They tried to comfort her. She looked up at them, "All I ever wanted all my life was to have Jack's babies, now that looks like it is not going to be possible. I guess I just have to be thankful he is still alive. I will love him forever no matter what." "We know that Sandy." Jack's mother said. I think I know what Jack will want to do. He knows how much you want children. He loves you and wants your happiness. He will opt to be a woman so you will find a man you can be happy with and have children. He will do what he has to do to make that happen. I am afraid he might even kill himself to free you. I am scared to death for him." Baby Face Jack's Biggest Fight Sandy looked at her, "You are right, we can't let that happen. She stood and said, "this is going to kill me, you do not know that he just retired from boxing and we became engaged last night. I now know we will never be married. Sob, I still want him but he will never marry me now if they say he can never have sex again as a male. Never!" Sandy's Mom said, "Forgive me for saying this, I have never known a more masculine man than Jack; but I have always thought he should have been a woman. His body is perfect except for his slim hips. His face could easily be feminine since his nose was altered. I think he would be very pretty as a girl." "Oh! Momma you are right, I have always wanted to dress him up and put makeup on him to see how he would look. He would never do it. I know everyone thinks he is a tough nasty fighter, but I know him as he really is. He is sweet, caring, very gentle and loving. I still want to marry him, he is my soul-mate and I will never love another man." Jack's mom, Jill, looked at Sandy with tears running down her cheeks. "Honey, I have known and loved you all of your life. I know how important having children is to you. Think about this, Jack may no longer be a man. The loss of the male hormones will change him drastically. He will not be able to have intercourse as a man ever again." Sandy went to Jill, they hugged each other and cried. Sandy said, "He has always been my very best friend. I don't want to live without him. It would be a meaningless life if I couldn't share everything with him and that is how it has always been and how it must always be." The three specialists entered the waiting area and talked to Sandy and the families. They introduced themselves as a Multidisciplinary Team, an Endocrinologist, an Urologist and a Psychologist. The woman, a psychologist, presented their findings. They were fairly sure Jack would never get a natural erection again. He was going to have an Orchiectomy before there was an infection of his testis and threatened his life. The loss of his testicles would stop the production of the male hormones. A maintenance level of those hormones would be given him by injection every other week until the proper level could be maintained. The psychologist said Jack needed to heal up and recover before she could examine him and determine the best course from there. She told Sandy that she and both families would be kept informed at all times and that the final decisions would be made by Jack, if he was deemed capable of doing so. She said they would examine him again in the morning after his operation and determine if and when he could go home to recuperate. Sandy told them she would be his primary caregiver. She was told she would get a complete set of directions for his care. Sandy asked about the suggestion from Doctor Lee about feminization and about his nephew. They were familiar with the case and the woman said that the nephew was very likely predisposed to feminization. His was one of the best examples of a successful gender change, but that there were just as many that were horror stories. The doctors told her that was the reason for the strict rules for qualifying for SRS, the Sex Reassignment Surgery. The patient had to get a statement from a Transgender Psychologist or Psychiatrist approving the operation after living as a female for one year while taking female hormones. Exceptions were very rare and only used to save a life. Two days later Sandy and the families met with the Team. The female psychologist smiled at Sandy. She said, "That man really loves you. He was not concerned about his own condition and would not discuss it until we assured him you were fine. He seems to be very intelligent and understands the situation very well. He said he would have to release you from your promise to marry him. He was more worried about your loss of his services than he was about his never being able to climax again. He has to be one of the bravest and most caring people I have every treated. When I get to some place private I am going to pray and cry about that poor man for a long time, it breaks my heart to think of the two of you and what you will have to endure." Sandy looked at her, "Did he tell you we have been best friends and in love with each other since infancy. I don't think we have spent a whole day apart since then. I cannot live without him, he is a huge part of me. I know he would give his life for me without a second thought and I feel that way about him. I know he can pleasure me without a penis. I just don't know how to pleasure him." The woman smiled and said, "I asked him if he thought he could live as a woman. He said he thought he could. He said he knew almost everything about womanhood. He said he was with you when you had your first menstrual cycle and watched when you put on your first pad and inserted your first tampon. He said you gave him his first erection and carefully examined it. He watched you try your first bra and was jealous because he didn't have one. He said he watched as you learned about make-up and every other thing you learned in becoming a woman. "He said that as babies and as young children you would both cry when you were separated and would not stop until you were back together." Sandy's mother said, "That is correct, they were inseparable. If we tried to put them in their own cribs they would scream at the top of their lungs and throw a fit until they were back together. We had to take turns with where they would sleep at night. If we tried to move them after they fell asleep and they woke up they would wake the whole house with their screaming, it was as if they were in great pain if they couldn't see or touch the other. "We have heard of twins that were that way but not unrelated babies. When they got older they were so uncomfortable when they were apart that after an hour or so they stopped functioning very well, they would just sob. It was as if they suddenly realized they were apart and started looking around for the other. We had to let them sleep in places where they could see each other or they wouldn't sleep at all. They would each wake up and look to see if the other was there before they went back to sleep. They are still the same way to some extent. We could not get Sandy to leave last night. She slept in a chair and checked on him all night long." Sandy's mother said, "They are a little better now but they still hate to be very far apart. We tried to take Sandy on an overnight trip to her grand mother's place last year. When we were about a hundred miles up the road she started getting actively ill. We had to call Jack and let her talk to him. Then we had to go back and get him to go with us. We later found out he was in real agony too. I don't know how they can ever live apart. We have never seen anything like this, have you?" "No, not really, they seem to have a super attachment to each other. I do not believe I have ever heard of another case this extreme." She looked sadly at Sandy, "What are you going to do?" Sandy smiled, "I have no choice, I love him totally. We have to stay together. Neither of us wants to part. I believe we can work this out, it will not be easy, but I know we can do it together. I still plan on marrying him as soon as we can work it out." Jack smiled at Sandy as she entered his room. She pulled a chair over next to the bed and took his hand. He covered her hands with his and looked into her eyes for a moment then dropped his head and closed his eyes. She saw the tears running down his cheeks. He reached to the night-stand and pulled out a bunch of tissues. He wiped his eyes. Sandy whispered, "Jack, this changes nothing , I love you with every fiber of my being, nothing will ever change that." "I love you too, Sweetie, I do not know how this will work out, but right now, what I see is you, with me as a huge anchor around your neck keeping you from the things you have always wanted, holding you back, smothering any chance you might have had for happiness. I love you way too much to do that to you." "Oh Jack! You know as well as I do that there is never going to be any happiness in my life without you close by my side. So just don't think that way. We will beat this together somehow. Whatever happens we have to stay together. It is now my turn to beg. Marry me Jack, right now, please." "Now? How can we do that?" "Will you do it?" "Of course I will marry you." "YES! I'll be right back." She jumped up and hurried out the door. She was back in several minutes with both families and a group of other people. She grinned, "Jack, I'm calling your bluff. Sign this wedding license and we will be married in a few seconds."Jack stared around the room. He saw his Mom and Dad, the Archer's, a couple of doctors and Judge Thurmont. The Judge smiled at him. "It will be a real pleasure for me to do this for you Jack." "Thank you Judge, and all of the rest of you kind folks. This is not what I had in mind for a wedding but I will do anything to please my bride." They were soon man and wife. Jack was released from the hospital in a few days and went home to recuperate. Sandy was very happy to have him home and to be able to care for him and fuss over him. He soon felt much better and things started returning to normal. They went to their offices behind the first Gym they had built. They were brought up to date on how the businesses were doing. They talked about an idea Sandy had for opening Day Spas for both men and women in conjunction with the Fitness Centers they owned. The Centers were all build with plenty of room for expansion. A bunch of the facilities could be shared. Jack thought it was a brilliant idea. Jack wanted her to run with the idea. He told her to contact the Day Spa Association and gather all the information that they had available. She spent the next few days on the phone and the computer. She gathered piles of information and she and Jack poured over it. Sandy attended several Spas and told Jack what she liked and what she did not like about them. She was very enthusiastic about one of them. She wanted Jack to go with her. She said that she was extremely pleased with the service and the pampering she had experienced there. It was a totally new experience for her. A pretty girl was assigned as an escort for her through the whole day. She laughed at Jack when she got home, "I almost didn't miss you at all." Then she cried, "That is not true at all. I missed you every second. They were so good I was able to relax and enjoy the day but I was always wishing you were with me to enjoy it too. I don't know what the service is like for men but it is heavenly for a woman, with steam baths, massages, facials, shampoos and hair styling and makeup. They served a nice lunch with wine. I feel really good now." "Sweetie you look very nice too. I like it." "Do you know what else, Honey? The wonderful girl who escorted me is the assistant manager. I was so impressed with the whole operation I asked her to take me to the manager. Boy he is a handsome man, and very nice too. He was hot. It turns out he is the girl's husband. They own the Spa. I told them about our plans and they were very enthusiastic about it and said there was plenty of room for real class operations. They are thinking of adding rooms and having weekend stays too! Isn't that something?" "Damn girl, you are all worked up over this." He had a broad smile on his face. Suddenly he grabbed his mouth and ran for the bathroom. Sandy followed him and found him retching in the toilet. "Honey, what is wrong? Do you have the flu or something?" "No this happens every now and then lately and next I'll have cramps and muscle tremors for a little while then it will pass. It's nothing." Sandy looked at him and felt his forehead. "You are not hot." "Thanks a lot, the guy you met today was hot but I'm not?" She stared at him. "Oh no! I didn't mean it that way, I always think you are hot." He looked sadly at her. "No, maybe I WAS, but not anymore." He turned and walked back to his desk. Sandy rushed to him crying and said, "Honey, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. I love you, you are my soul mate." He grinned at her, "Forget about it, I know what you meant you, were just excited. My bad." She put her small hands on each side of his face and looked into his eyes for several moments, "Jack, you made love to me last night and it was exquisite, I had multiple orgasms for a long time. It was heaven. I am the one who should feel guilty, not you. I have the best lover in the world, he thinks only of my pleasure. No man can do more. Besides sex is a very small time out of our days. You give me love every minute of the day, every single day. I KNOW I have the best husband in the world. Now, let's get back to business. I want you to meet that couple from the Spa. How about having them over for dinner on Friday night? Do we eat at our place or eat out?" "It's your choice Sweetie." She walked to her desk, picked up the phone, dialed a number and was in an animated conversation for a few minutes. She hung up and turned to Jack, her face paled. Jack's face was on his chest and his limbs were twitching and shaking. She dialed 911 and gave them the necessary information. She rushed to him and he looked up at her, "Help me!" She helped get him on the couch and felt his head. He was burning up. She ran to his desk and pushed the intercom button and screamed, "Help, We need help." The other office workers rushed in and one girl who was an ex-nurse took his pulse and felt him. Sandy told her she had called 911. It seemed like hours before the Emergency Medical Techs arrived. They examined him and talked to a doctor on the radio. Sandy told them about his condition and that he had an implant that dosed him with testosterone. Sandy rode in the ambulance with him to the hospital. They rushed him to an operating room. Sandy called his parents and told them to let her parents know what was going on. She said she would call back if she thought they should come to the hospital. Doctor Lee came out. "He is going to be fine. We think he had an allergic reaction to the testosterone. We made a tiny incision and turned it off until we can run a few tests and determine what is going on. We have notified his team of doctors and they will be here soon. We will let you know what is going on, they may want him to stay tonight for observation." "Can I go sit with him? I have to be there if he wakes up. He was upset last time when I wasn't there." "Sure, I'll tell the nurses that it is OK." Sandy sat quietly and watched as the two doctors examined Jack. They brought in some small vials and gave him 3 or 4 injections on the inside of his lower arm. They told her he was having a bad reaction to the testosterone and that they were testing to see if he reacted to other brands from other makers. One of the doctors went back and looked at his arm. He returned and shook his head, "He is reacting to all of them. We will have to remove the injector, unless we try to counteract the testosterone with an estrogen cocktail. If we do that he can go home tonight." "Yeah, we can withdraw most of the testosterone and substitute the estrogen mixture. Test him on the other arm and see if he is all right with those hormones." They ran the other tests and when the results were in they took Sandy out in the hall to talk to her. They told her he appeared to be compatible with the new hormone mixture. They told her that over time he would develop some feminine characteristics, such as redistributing fatty tissue to the buttocks, faster growth of thicker hair on his head and less growth on his face. Enlarged breasts and mood swings were other things to expect. Sandy said, "God I hope he doesn't get any moodier." The psychologist said, "Young lady your husband is going through many unpleasant changes in his life through no fault of his own, just try and be understanding." "Oh, I never say a word to him to hurt him. I try to think carefully about everything I say." "Good girl. He needs your love like never before." Jack awoke to the sight of Sandy's smiling face. "That is the most beautiful thing in the world to wake up to, your smile. I love you." She kissed him and helped him get dressed. She called as she drove home and had their favorite Chinese meal delivered. They were only home a short while when the food arrived. The Egg Foo Young, Egg Rolls and the Orange Chicken were delightful. They cleaned up and went to bed. They cuddled and Sandy felt his tears fall on her arm. She looked at him carefully, "Are you hurting?" "Not physical pain. I am just scared to death. Things are happening to me and I can see in your eyes that you are very disturbed too." "Of course I am disturbed, I love you with all my heart and I see you in mental and physical pain and I hurt too." She gently pressed her lips to his. They kissed for a long time before he softly pushed her away and pulled her down to stretch out on the bed on her back. His lips found her nipples and he sucked first one then the other. His lips and tongue circled the lovely pink tipped mounds until she was softly moaning and quivering. He moved slowly down her body loving every inch as he went. She felt him slip between her legs as he cleaned out her naval with his tongue. Then he moved further down and she felt his fingers open her pussy wide open and his tongue licked slowly from her rosebud to her clit. The saliva in his mouth was flowing freely now and she thought he was aroused. He sucked her inner lips into his mouth and held them with his lips. He lifted his head and stretched the fragile pussy lips until she was sure he would hurt her. He let them slip slowly from his mouth. He never did hurt her. He lifted off of her and whispered , "Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back." He was as good as his word and he quickly crawled back between her legs. He lifted her legs over his shoulders and she was wide open to him. He eased up toward her sex and she felt a warm object press against her opening. It was slippery and entered her easily. It felt like a cock but not exactly the same. He plunged slowly in and out of her, rotating his hips as he neared bottom and rutted deep inside her. He increased the speed and strength of his strokes and she felt his pelvis thudding strongly into her clitoris. She shivered and moaned, "Fuck me Jack, yes baby, just like that. Oh! I love that, it feels so good. I'm cumming all the time now. You are so damned good. I really love this." He thrust in and out of her like a machine for longer than she could believe. She moaned and said, "Enough Jack, I am getting too sensitive. Let's get cleaned up and just cuddle for a while, OK?" Jack climbed off the bed and was back with a wet warm wash cloth before she could get off the bed. He pressed her back and gently washed her whole body. When he finished he helped her stand and held panties for her to step into. Then he held the top for the baby doll nightgown and dropped it over her head and down her body. He went to the other side of the bed and put on the workout shorts and T-shirt he always slept in and crawled in bed beside her. She pulled him to her and softly kissed him. "Jack, that was delightful loving. I feel bad that I couldn't do anything for you." "Oh, you are wrong about that. I don't really know what it was but I definitely had a sexual reaction to what we were doing. It was like a tingling through my body. A rush of feelings. I liked it." "That sounds like a small female orgasm. You give me those every time you kiss me." "What? Not me! I'm not female." Sandy smiled at him, "I didn't say it was, I said it was similar to one. You are definitely male." They had a delightful meeting with the couple Sandy had met at the Spa. Her name was Mellissa Patterson and her husband was Don Patterson, they were a handsome couple. She was a very cute girl, vivacious and intelligent. He was a tall well-built man in his late thirties. Jack was full of questions and they answered all of them. Jack asked them if they were happy with how their business was going. Baby Face Jack's Biggest Fight Don looked at his wife and then at them. "We love the business. We both really enjoy giving so much pleasure to our clients. We have not had a single complaint. Our problem is that we have gone as far as we can go for a while. We would like to expand, but our financing is stretched as far as we can go for now. We have everything we can raise invested now. We are plowing all the profits back in the business. We have investigated franchising but we feel we wouldn't be able to control the operation like we could if we owned it." "Would you consider selling or merging with someone else? We are looking into the Day Spa business because we feel it could be easily incorporated into our Fitness Centers. Sandy and I own twelve Fitness Centers in three states now and we have ten Championship Gyms stressing Boxing and Martial Arts. We built the Fitness Centers on large lots so that they are easily expanded. Our idea is to share some of the facilities between the Spas and the Fitness centers. Sandy loves the way your Spa is designed. I have not visited it yet, but I would love to see it." "We have tried to create a luxurious setting, tropical plants, special lighting effects, fabrics, and furnishings designed to please the ladies. We deliberately limited the number of patrons we can handle at one time to insure each client is pampered and spoiled and cannot wait to get back. "We also designed with moderate expansion in mind. We want to have Weekend Sessions too, but then you are talking additional staff, sleeping rooms with bathrooms, kitchens and eating accommodations, meanwhile maintaining the ambience of luxury we have created. We are set up to handle twenty women a day now. We schedule the women for different services at different times. We only have four basic lines. There are five stations on each line. Each procedure takes an hour to complete." Don looked at Sandy, "While you were getting your steam bath someone else was getting a massage. The only services we do with everyone at the same time are the shampoo, hairdressing and makeup. No woman would do most of the other things after getting her hair and makeup done. "We do have abbreviated sessions on some nights, primarily the salon and massage rooms are open then. We pay better than most businesses for the technicians. We want only the best and we want to keep them. We do a lot of profit sharing." Jack grinned at them. "I like it, I like it a lot. Would you guys think about a merger with us. We would each retain the business names but your company would be a wholly owned subsidiary of our company. You would get stock in the parent company proportional to your investment. I expect you to fully investigate us as we will investigate you before a final decision is made. Let me say that Sandy and I have built our business pretty fast because we have lived very frugally and not spent much on our selves. The gyms are worth roughly 6 million. The Fitness Centers are worth about twice that much. We have cash reserves of maybe 3 Mil not counting our personal family funds. We are not huge but we do very well. Sandy and I each draw wages and the return on our investment in the company runs about 9.8 percent now." "Wow, you mean you get, what, almost a million dollars a year?" "Yeah, about that from the company, we have very diversified investment portfolios too, they do pretty well too. Don't get the wrong idea. Sandy and I slaved many long hours when we started the first several Gyms. Sandy and I did all the cleaning and stuff ourselves. There were many, many, nights we became very well acquainted with mops and scrub brushes. Sandy can go through a ten-stall toilet and shower room like a whirlwind and leave it spotless. We drove a hundred miles and cleaned two, three or even four gyms a night when we first started, didn't we Sweetie?" "Yes Dear and then we would go home, sleep an hour or two, dress and pretend to be business executives at our offices. I was the secretary and he got to be the big boss, unless a toilet backed up or something, then he got to go fix it." She smiled adoringly at him. Don smiled, "We know how that is, just starting out. I hope you don't mind my asking, but where did you get the money to start the first gym?" Sandy laughed, "You really don't know who Jack is, do you?" Don shook his head and looked at Jack. "Nope!" "Let me introduce my husband, the former Lightweight Boxing Champion of the World, Baby Face Jack Mc Coy." Mellissa looked at Jack. "I would never have believed that." She turned to Sandy. "He is so soft spoken, gentle and slight looking I would never have thought he was a professional boxer." Sandy laughed, "He fooled a lot of opponents that way too. He is very strong and fast. He is unbelievably brave and fierce when he has to be. He has been my rock to lean on all of my life." "Have you known each other for a long time?" Jack grinned, "I guess so, I think we became engaged to marry in our cribs." "What do you mean by that?" asked Don. Sandy answered. "Our mothers were best friends and next door neighbors. They put us in the same crib when we were just born. My mom worked and Jack's mom took care of both of us while my mom worked. She put us in the same crib and we bonded." Jack smiled fondly at his wife. "Boy, did we ever bond. They couldn't separate us after that. We would cry, scream and throw up until we were together again. We still are the same way now. We can't stand to be apart." Mellissa said, "That is the sweetest thing I ever heard. You guys really love each other, how long have you been married?" Sandy answered. "We are really newlyweds, we have been married about eight months. We have lived together since we were eighteen years old. I would not marry him until he quit boxing. That was the biggest mistake of my life. He sacrificed his health and everything to get us a start and I acted like a spoiled brat and wouldn't say yes when he asked me to marry him about every day for all those years. We loved each other and he saw boxing as a way for us to get ahead. He has always been a fighter. As a child kids could tease him about anything except me and he would just laugh. One day a big kid, twice Jack's size made a remark about me. Jack told him to take it back. He laughed at Jack and refused. Jack went right after him and in about ten seconds the boy ran home crying. "His father and the boy's uncle came back with him and wanted to know where the big bully was who had beat up his son. Jack stepped up and told him his son had made nasty things about me and would not take it back. The big kid's uncle told Jack he wanted to talk to him. I saw Jack show him his boxing stance. He had jack punch his hand. He asked Jack where he had learned to box. Jack told him he liked to watch boxing on TV. It turned out he was a professional boxing trainer. Jack and I went to his gym about three or four times a week for years. Jack fought in the amateurs and won a Golden Gloves Championship. He turned pro and Fred Marino, the bully's uncle, was his manager. Jack did very well and he was never beaten. I hated every minute of it, I was terrified he would get hurt. Every time someone hit Jack I felt it. I still can't stand to see anything hurt him." Don said, "I didn't recognize you, I saw your last fight on TV. You were great, really great." "Well, through out my career I sported a real eagle's beak of a nose. I got it broken in that fight and ended up with this cute little girlie nose. I don't look the same now." "He did that much damage to your nose? I don't remember him getting a good hit on you." "It was the third time I had it broken, when they worked on it they thought I would continue fighting so they gave me a tougher and smaller target." "You are a tough guy, I had seen 'Killer' fight a bunch of times I thought he was unbeatable. You traded punches with him and came up smiling. You hurt him badly." "Yes, I caught him with a couple of hooks to the ribs and he sort of quit. All he did the last two rounds was run away from me or clinch. That was how he broke my nose, pushing off after a clinch." Sandy waved her arms, "Woah! Enough fight talk. I am just glad it is over." Mellissa said, "Poor Sandy, that must have been hell for you. How did you do it?" "I kept threatening to stay home. He just said, 'fine, I'll come straight home after the party'." Sandy laughed, "I had seen all the beautiful girls hanging around him and trying to just touch him. That was with me standing there. Leaving him alone there would have been like throwing him to the wolves. I trust him, but some of those girls had everything hanging out." Mellissa laughed, "I know just what you mean. A lot of our clients don't know we are married and flirt with Don right in front of me. That really pisses me off, but I never say anything. Don is so good with it. He puts them off but in such a way that they still have hopes. No use driving away the customers." Sandy smiled at Jack, "I know what you mean, I wish there were some way we could mark them so other women would know they are taken. Like big red letters across the forehead saying, 'Property of Sandy Mc Coy, Hands off'." Mellissa giggled and said, "That would do it. But then they would want to mark us too and that would ruin all OUR fun." Sandy looked shocked, "Oh, I could never cheat on Jack, never." "Don knows I will never cheat on him unless he cheats on me first. Then I won't tell him about it. I'll wait until we are even first." Don turned sharply and looked at her, she smiled innocently. Things worked out and the four of them became fast friends. They merged the two companies and expanded the Fitness Centers with the Spas. They were immensely popular right away. Finding competent people was a problem until they started a training program. When the news got out and the masseuses and beauticians learned of the pay and benefits they offered, they were flooded with applications. Jack was beginning to notice changes in his appearance. His hips and ass were filling out. His nipples were always sore and very sensitive. He noticed his beard was lighter. He was embarrassed by how he looked. He resisted going out in public. He noticed that Sandy seemed very close to Don and Mellissa. He was jealous but felt he had no say about what she did anymore. Sandy, Mellissa and Don attended an evening orientation meeting for new employees in the area. Jack didn't feel well so he stayed home. He was worried because the meeting was supposed to be over by ten o'clock. Sandy walked in the door about one thirty in the morning. She hurried into the bathroom and took a long shower. She got in bed and turned her back to him. He knew she was not really asleep at first. Jack heard her breathing even out and he knew she had dropped off to sleep. He waited for half a hour and then got up and entered the bathroom. He went to the dirty clothes hamper and found her panties. They were soaking wet, there was a large gob of a whitish substance on the gusset. He smelled it. He smelled her secretions and male semen. He dropped to his knees, the panties falling to the floor. He struggled to the toilet as his stomach emptied it's self partly in the toilet and partly on the floor. He struggled to his feet and wet a wash cloth then wiped his face. He went into his closet and quietly dressed. Three hours later Sandy sat straight up in bed. She looked next to her at the empty pillow. She called, "Jack! Jack! Where are you?" She ran to the bathroom. She saw the panties on the floor and picked them up. She saw the vomit on the floor and collapsed in a heap. She woke up a few minutes later and struggled to her feet. She searched the apartment and discovered an envelope on the kitchen table. She sat and opened the envelope and took out a folded letter. She read: Dearest Sandy, First let me say that I love you and I will never stop loving you. I do not understand why you did what you did. If you had explained your need or wants to me I would have helped you fulfill them. You chose to go behind my back and cheat on me. I know you did not easily come to this decision, at least I hope you didn't. I must surmise that your desires for a real man or your love for one overcame your feelings for me. Knowing I am now only a caricature of a man, a caricature with a plastic cock, I understand your desires to make love to a real man. I will make some arrangements for you concerning our situation. You will receive instructions to follow to insure your financial situation. Please follow them to the letter. This is the hardest thing I have ever done. This will be the toughest fight of my life. I free you from your vows to me. Your freedom will be verified by a signed divorce agreement. Just sign it and file it with the Clerk of the County Court. The divorce will be uncontested and merely a matter of form. I take these steps, not to punish you, but to assure your future happiness with your new lover. I am not sure I can survive this but I must try. It is my intention to never see you again. I know I will love you with all my heart as long as I live. Do not attempt to find me. It is my plan to leave this country and to go to the other side of the world and start a new life. Goodbye my sweet love, I will love you forever. Jack Sandy clutched the letter to her breast. Tears ran down her cheeks. She wiped her eyes and read the letter again. She reached for the kitchen phone and dialed a number. "Hi Mom, I guess I woke you up. I don't know what to do, Jack has left me. He wants a divorce. "Yes, you heard me correctly. Jack wants a divorce. He thinks it will please me. I feel sick. I am going to throw up. Please help me." Two days later Sandy had a visit from a man who introduced himself as Jack McCoy's attorney. He presented her with the signed divorce agreement. He suggested she read it over. The agreement gave her the building containing four apartments. They lived in one of the apartments. Enclosed was a quit-claim deed for the building. He gave her a quit-claim to his share of the Fitness Centers and Day Spas. He gave her signed titles to both their cars. He gave her a 2 million dollar trust fund for her parents. There was a trust fund for his parents too. He would retain ownership of the Gyms. He presented her with their total investments. The attorney explained that Jack had taken two million dollars from their cash reserves for deposit to a secret Swiss account. The lawyer made it clear to her that he had no way to contact Jack. He said the arrangement was that Jack would periodically contact him. He said Jack had said that it might be several months before he heard from Jack again. He gave her the stack of papers and said, "Ma'am, I'll give you some free advice, run down and file those divorce papers as fast as you can. He gave you everything and kept only a fraction for himself." She looked at him, "I'll never file them." The attorney grinned, "He thought you might feel that way. He said that he might put a time limit on your signing. If you do not sign in a certain time, everything going to you will go to a charity. He included signed powers of attorney so that you can do whatever you want with the businesses and the investments. You cannot touch the trust funds including one for you." He excused himself and departed. Sandy's Mother and father entered the room from where they had been listening. Her father said, "See, I told you Jack would never leave her destitute, no matter what." Sandy's health deteriorated rapidly, she could not sleep and she couldn't keep any food down. She was in a very depressed state. She received a letter from Jack. He said he was very upset with her. He said he had entrusted her with certain responsibilities that went with the ownership of the company. He pointed out that many, many people relied on her to run the company in a way that would insure growth and the stability of their jobs. He said he was unable to come back at the present time. He said that as soon as he could arrange things he would check on her himself. If he heard she was not eating and sleeping he would not come at all. He wrote at the end of the letter: I miss you terribly. I think of you constantly. There is never a moment when you are not in my mind. If you die I will be obligated to take my own life the moment I hear you have died. I cannot live knowing I can never see you again even if I have to see you without your knowledge. You still hold my life in your hands. I love you, Jack It was a year and several months since Jack had left, and Sandy was back to normal. She tried to be bright and cheerful but it was often a strain. She still felt the loss of Jack as strongly as ever. There were many new distractions in her life but the ever-present sense of loss was never gone. She felt that half of her being was gone. There were times she missed him so much she could barely function. She realized that every joy she had ever experienced in her life had been shared with Jack. Now the joy was missing from her life, she was only going through the motions required of her. She sat in her office in the new headquarters building reading a project plan from Don and Mellissa about building a new super spa for full one or two week sessions. A part needed some clarification. She dialed Don's number. Mellissa answered. Sandy said, "Hi, Lissa, is the old grouch around or can we talk about him?" Mellissa giggled and said, "He is right here, we are on the speaker phone. We will have to wait until he goes out to talk about the old grouch." Sandy heard Don say, "Tell her I'll spank both your asses if I catch you talking trash about me." They heard Sandy say, "Oh God! He is here." "Who is there?" "Jack is here somewhere. I feel it. I just know he is here. I can feel him, I'm going to look for him." "Wait." Mellissa said, "We will help you, we'll be there in a second." Sandy opened the door to her office and saw Don and Lissa hurrying to meet her. She pointed toward the Fitness Center adjoining the new building. "I feel him this way." They entered the Center and Sandy walked toward the workout room. She stopped in her tracks. She stood for a moment then turned to look through a large window into the aerobics room. There were about twenty women there exercising. She looked at each of them and then smiled. She pointed out a very pretty redhead with a stunning figure. "That is Jack." "Sandy, you are nuts. That is a great looking woman, that can't be Jack." said Don. "I know it is Jack. Please go in and ask her if she is a new member. Then use some pretext to bring her to my office. Ok?" Sandy grabbed Mellissa and they hurried back to Sandy's office. Sandy quickly told Mellissa what she wanted her to do, then Sandy stepped into her adjoining bathroom. Sandy watched through a crack in the partially closed door. The redheaded woman was drying her face and asking if this could not wait until she showered and dressed. Mellissa said, "Oh! Here you are, please sit and rest a second, you look a little winded." Sandy looked at the woman's little pug nose. It was Jack. Sandy opened the door and walked over in front of the redhead. She said, "Hello Jack, welcome home." The woman jumped to her feet. Sandy threw her arms around her neck and kissed her passionately. Sandy shivered and moaned. The redhead shivered too. She pulled Sandy closer and held her tight. She pulled back a little, "How did you know. I talked to my mother yesterday face to face and she didn't recognize me." "Jack, I felt you were here for a while and we looked for you. I knew it was you even if I didn't recognize you. I just knew." Mellissa walked to Jack, "Wow, I hate it when a guy in drag looks better than I do."