The next morning

Alan woke up first that Sunday morning. He felt calm this morning. A wave of euphoria started his day. The only problem was the darn pillow was bunched up under his chest. He pushed himself up with his arms and felt a tugging on his chest. The night before came back to him. He remember putting on the medallion, his wife giving him the best blowjob he ever had, then the great massage, and the happy ending. He put his hand down to where his penis was and noted the slit was a little crusty from last night. Now he realized why his wife went to the bathroom and cleaned up after sex.
Alan got out of bed carefully, as not to wake up Susan. He noted the toilet seat was up. Realizing the irony of the situation, he put it down and took a seat. Within seconds, he was peeing and his bladder felt better. He wiped from front to back, like he had seen Susan do and got up.
He looked in the mirror and took stock of the change. His eyes and hair were the only part of his face he could recognize. His cheek were different. His hair had filled back in, but it was still basically stubble. His lips were a bit bigger and his teeth actually looked straighter. Where as before he was starting to get a double chin, his neck looked good There were a few crows feet at the eyes, but better than before. He still looked like he was in his 30s. He was just tall enough to see his petite shoulders and arms. His breasts were very large for his frame. His mother had something to do with that. Unfortunately, he was too short to see the reflection of the rest of him But he could just use his eyes. His waist was wide, "child-bearing hips" his mom used to call them. He could see the inverted triangle of black hair over his mons and vulva. Her legs were also thin and he had the little feet that fit in to the size 6 ladies sneakers.
He left the bathroom to look at Susan. She seemed big. She was probably about 5'10, but compared to the 5'1 Alan was now, she seemed a giant. He could see her face in the man's face. the hair color was more red than before. Alan put on his bathroom and went to the kitchen to get coffee.
It took some effort, since he was shorter now. Some cups were a little harder to get, and the milk was a little heavier. He saw the clock and noted that he could probably change in an hour. He opened his laptop to read the news while sipping coffee. He heard a toilet flush from their bathroom.
Some time later, Susan walked in nude.
"This is great! I like being taller. I can reach this so much easier with the extra 6 inches."
"Glad you are enjoying. I'm hoping to be a little taller soon too," said Alan, staring at his wife's 7 inch penis.
"Thanks for making coffee dear," said Susan, who leaned over to kiss Alan. Alan pulled back a bit
"What's that about, Alan?"
"It's a bit weird to be kissed by a man"
"Last night, we did a lot more than kiss. You didn't seem to mind then. In fact, I remember a lot of moaning and screaming. I was just massaging you, and you moved..."
"Last night was enjoyable, but I think I prefer to give than receive, Susan."
"Maybe, Alan. But you really liked receiving. You were the one that pushed your vagina onto my..."
"Thank you for the picture. It's about time we changed back and finished putting stuff together for donation. When I get my body back, I think I'll be a lot faster."
"Alan, I may stay like this for packing and lifting. I feel so strong!" said Susan as she flexed.
"Susan, that sounds great. You have some great guns. Could you please put some pants on before packing?"
"OK Alan, I'll do it just for you," said Susan pinching Alan's cheek.
Susan walked into their bedroom to look for clothing. As she was looking through Alan's stuff, she saw his favorite