This story contains unwilling (if not necessarily unwanted) gender bending, as well as changes to the MC's mental state and reality. I wouldn't call what happens identity death, but there's definitely an identity shift. Still, it's mostly meant to be a heartwarming (and hopefully hot) story that I hope people will enjoy! 

House Spouse
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

I worked alongside Matt Linaker for three years. I had no idea that he was anything other than a normal guy. I knew that he was married, so the fact that he had a slightly effeminate appearance I simply put down to “metrosexuality”.

Chapter 18, October 11th, 2025

“Why are we doing this again?” Whit asked after he shifted the Jeep into park.

Lucy frowned, “It’s supper Darren, we need to eat.”

Whit rolled his eyes, “You know what I mean, we’ve been together for a long time, and this is the first time I think you’ve ever invited someone, besides our parents, out to eat with us.”

A Grumpy Old Man’s Tale 68 Dancing Spanners
Continued in the best side of the Green Dragon Inn from GOM 67

“Some point today would be good,” Luke yelled through the closed door, growing increasingly exasperated by his sister's procrastination.

“Just a sec, I’m nearly there,” Lucy replied as she looked at her reflection in her mirror.

Chapter 6

The thing that was disastrous for everyone was that the country was put into another lock-down from the first week of January. This time it was as restrictive as the worst of last year. This was getting very tiresome.

Chapter Four – The Other Vessels

The night following Aphrosia’s revelation was not a night at all. Yet as midnight approached, a sense of unreality settled over the world—an uncanny pause before something immense. People stepped outside, drawn by a pressure in the air, a hush that made even city traffic seem to hold its breath. It was as if the earth itself knew change had arrived.

Chapter 26 – Official Debrief and Relaxation

Morning cycle aboard the Queen’s Rage came painfully early. The aftereffects of last night's celebration clung to the air—dry mouths, pounding temples, and the unmistakable weight of regret shared by half the crew.

As the car turned off the lane leading to Niamh’s house, and onto the road towards ours, I saw the security light outside our house come on. My heart sank: This could only mean one thing; my father had just driven or walked into the farmyard. For some reason, this was a much more troubling prospect than been seen by my mother wearing one of the Twins cheerleading skirts. She had, presumably been given an explanation by Niamh so would have expected to find me dressed like this when she called to collect me.

“Does he know?”

Part 40

By the time Chris and Amy stepped up to the counter, the young woman behind the register was nearly done scanning the pile that the girls had brought to her in multiple rounds. “Quite the shopping spree,” she commented, “Did you find everything you were looking for?”

And then some. Chris just forced a small smile and said, “I hear there’s a discount with the store credit card?”