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Now, onto the boring stuff
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DISCLAIMERS
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This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic. The
parameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely
at the discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no
apologies for any rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or
magic that may be broken within the story.
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Now onto the fun stuff
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Avatar Pt 14
Nicole and Anna looked over the warehouse. Early that morning, Anna
had decided that if she was going to be priestess of Love, she needed
a place to preach. She told Nicole and called the bank to see how
much she had to work with. She was amazed when the bank told her she
had almost ten million dollars in her account. She asked Nicole, but
the new Goddess of Love only smiled.
The two then went out to check out places. After dismissing one
place after another, the realtor, a pretty, but not beautiful,
middle-aged woman, brought her to a warehouse in one of the poorest
areas of town. The realtor barely made any effort, figuring that
she'd turn down this place like all the others. She had far more
reason with this place than the others. The realtor was surprised as
hell when Anna and Nicole said, "It's perfect!"
"It's perfect?"
Anna said, "It's exactly what I'm looking for. Wide open spaces,
plenty of room to put up what I need."
The realtor was surprised, but quickly said, "Yes, I'm sure we can
arrange a deal with the owner."
"What are they asking?"
She checked her paperwork. "Looks like $350,000. To be honest,
considering the run down state of the building and the neighborhood,
that's about 150 percent of what it's worth."
"Doesn't matter. Pay the asking price."
"Are you sure. I'm sure I can get them down to half what they're asking."
"Which, by your own words, means 75 percent of what it's worth. No,
I can afford it. Pay the asking price."
"Alright, I'll have papers drawn-"
Suddenly they were interrupted by a raspy voice saying, "Get out of
my house!" They looked over and saw a decrepit looking man dressed
in tattered rags stumbling over. "Get out of my house!" he said once
more.
The realtor said, "I'm sorry. Occasionally the homeless move into
these abandoned building and think they've got squatters' rights."
Nicole said, "I'll handle it."
The realtor was about to protest, but Anna said, "Don't worry. She
can handle it."
Nicole walked up to the man, prepared to use her power to calm him
down, when the man reached into his pants, pulled out his dick and
surprised everyone by peeing all over Nicole! He then yelled again,
"Get out of my house!" and shambled back to the corner where he had
been sleeping.
Nicole and Anna just stood there stunned as the realtor apologized
profusely. "I'm so sorry. I'll call the police and have them come
pick him up right away."
Nicole said, "No. We can handle that. We just want to make sure
this deal is wrapped up as quickly as possible."
"Alright, if you insist. I'll go back to the office and get the
paperwork wrapped up, and the place will be yours by the close of
business today."
After the realtor left, Anna asked, "What are you going to do about... him?"
"Be a little capricious." Nicole stared over at the man, and Anna
felt her power at work. After a few seconds, Nicole smiled and said,
"There."
"What did you do?"
"Take a look."
Anna went over and looked at the sleeping man's face. From the first
look, though, Anna could tell that the appellation "man" no longer
applied. The man's face had softened and rounded, and, even under
the grime, was clearly visible as a woman's face. Nicole said, "He
used his manhood to offend me, so it seems only appropriate that he
lose it."
"So what are we going to do with her?"
Nicole shrugged. "That's up to you. You're the high priestess.
This temple is your baby. I'm just here to make sure it all goes
smoothly."
Anna thought about it then asked, "Can I get a hand?"
Nicole said, "Sure, love, just think about what you need and I'll
make it happen."
Anna bent over and shook the new woman awake. "Time to get up and go work."
The homeless woman grumbled a bit until Anna shook her again. She
then reached into her pants, looking for a dick that was no longer
there. She stood up, still fumbling about in her pants, growing
first scared then frantic and dropping her pants. She pushed her
shirt out of the way and saw that her dick was missing and feinted.
Anna bent over and shook her again. "Come on, dearie. Time to get
up and go to work."
The woman gradually made it back to consciousness and her hand went
immediately to her crotch. "Oh my god, it's gone!"
"What's gone, dearie?"
"My dick."
"Why would a woman have a dick?"
"A... woman?"
"Of course. Come here." Nicole created a mirror on the wall while
Anna dragged the woman to her feet. Anna walked her over to the
mirror and said, "See. That's clearly the face of a woman." The
woman just stared at her face in the mirror, unsure of what to say.
"Now, I understand you've been living here, and I don't want to just
throw you out on the street, but I really do need to have this place
for a new church I want to set up. So let's make a deal. I'll let
you stay here, free of charge, but in return you have to be the
building's caretaker. Keep it clean, keep the riffraff out, that
sort of thing." The woman was so stunned she just nodded. "So
what's your name, hun?"
"My name...? Sydney."
"Okay, Sydney. If you're going to be my caretaker, the first thing
we need to do is get you cleaned up." Suddenly one corner of the
warehouse was filled with a small cubicle which both Anna and Nicole
knew had a fully stocked shower inside it. Anna brought Sydney
inside it and undressed her. Sydney was so stunned, she just went
along with Anna, never questioning the existence of a shower room she
had never seen before. Anna got Sydney out of her clothes and
noticed that the new woman had a fairly nice body. Nothing
spectacular, but still a nice form. She had all her old height, but
as a man she was on the small side, so, now, she was just on the tall
side of average. She had a full D cup and a trim waist. Her hips
were wide, what was sometimes called "birthing hips". When Anna
thought that, Nicole confirmed that the new woman was fully capable
of birthing a child. Anna smirked. If the woman felt strange now,
wait till she experienced her first period.
Anna finished getting her undressed, then shoved her into the shower.
Turning the water on as hot as she could stand, Anna pulled the rod
to activate the shower, eliciting a very feminine shriek from Sydney.
After a few seconds, Sydney's body grew used to the hot temperature
and she started to scrub her body clean of the layers of grime that
had collected over the years. After she started getting clean, Anna
started feeling hot for her. Nicole had certainly done a great job
on Sydney's new shape. She didn't have Nicole's fantastic form, but
clean, she'd definitely never hurt for companionship, whichever sex
she wanted to be with.
"She will want both," Nicole explained. "Mentally, she still has all
her old drives, but her new body will respond as a normal
heterosexual female. She won't understand why she desires men, but
she will nonetheless."
"This presents some possibilities," Anna thought back. "Mind if I
give her a shot?"
"Not at all."
Anna quickly shed her clothes and stepped into the shower. Sydney
asked, "What are you doing?"
Anna picked up the bottle of shampoo. "Just helping you get clean."
Anna poured a bit of shampoo into her hand and started scrubbing
Sydney's hair. She rinsed her out, then repeated the process, but
this time, before she rinsed Sydney out, Anna moved her hands down to
the woman's breasts.
Sydney moaned and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Do you mind? Just tell me you mind and I'll stop."
Sydney just moaned. Anna rubbed Sydney's breasts as sensually as
possible, then snaked one hand down to her cunt, slipping a couple
fingers in and giving Sydney her first taste of sex as a woman.
Sydney moaned once more and pumped her hips against Anna's hand. It
was a decidedly male reaction, but Sydney would learn. Anna
continued to love Sydney until the new woman orgasmed under her touch.
After Sydney came down, Anna said, "Now it's your turn to service
me." Anna turned Sydney around and pressed her to her knees. Anna
then took Sydney's head in hand and pressed it to her crotch. She
felt Sydney's tongue slide into the mouth of her cunt and wiggle
around. Sydney's technique was crude and unknowledgeable, but most
men's were (at least from what Anna heard from her hetero girl
friends), but it wasn't totally without promise. But it did take
quite a while before Anna finally orgasmed into Sydney's mouth.
They stepped out of the shower together. Anna took a towel, dried
herself off, then dried Sydney off. She then picked up her clothes
and began to put them on. While she was dressing, Sydney reached for
her old clothes. "No," Anna commanded. "We're going to burn those.
If there's anything in the way of personal effects in the pockets,
you may get them, but the clothes them self will be destroyed."
Sydney meekly said, "Yes, ma'am," and left the clothes where they
were. They went out into the main area where Nicole was waiting.
Anna picked up a pair of panties and a bra and handed them to Sydney.
Sydney slid the panties on, but just stared at the bra. Anna asked,
"What's wrong, hun?"
"I... I don't know how to put one of these on."
Playing along with Nicole's game, Anna asked, "It's been that long?
How long have you been out on the streets?"
"Three years. But it's not that I've forgotten. I've never worn a
bra. Before today, I was a man."
"A man?"
"I know it sounds crazy, but it's true."
"I believe you. I'm starting a new church worshiping Love and I've
seen stranger. Love has blessed you with femininity. Cherish it."
"Blessed?! This is a curse!"
Anna snorted. With an indignant tone, she said, "Womanhood? A
curse? Thank you very much."
"No. You don't understand. It's not being a woman that's a curse.
That was just... shocking. But now... my family would never know me."
Anna was shocked. "Family?"
Sydney was nearly in tears. "I abandoned them almost a year ago when
I couldn't provide for them. I figured they'd be better off without
me. I always figured that someday I'd be back for them. This must
be my punishment for taking so long." Sydney buried her face in her
hands and dissolved in tears.
Anna wrapped her arms around the transformee and looked to Nicole.
"Change her back," she thought to the Goddess of Love.
Nicole shook her head and thought back, "The punishment stands, love.
But get him to pray to Love and I will reunite him with his family."
Anna kissed Sydney's cheek. "Do you truly love your family?" she asked.
"Of course I do."
"Do you realize that abandoning them was wrong?"
"Yes."
"Then kneel down and pray with me." The two knelt and Anna said,
"Repeat after me." Then she started her prayer with Sydney
repeating. "Love. I understand you have made me a woman to teach me
the wrong of my past misdeeds. I accept this punishment and will
learn to rejoice in my new femininity. I seek only a boon in that
you rejoin me with my family and allow me to be a proper wife and
mother."
Sydney had to almost choke out "rejoice in my new femininity" and "be
a proper wife and mother", but as soon as she did, she felt a sudden
serenity overcome her and somehow knew things would be okay.
Across town, Leslie Stewart, wife to Sydney Stewart, sat on a toilet
in a homeless shelter. She would soon have to get out of the
shelter, taking her 4 year old child with her. Despite Sydney's
having abandoned her, she still loved him and worried about him.
While she was sitting there, her attention was suddenly drawn to her
crotch. She watched in fascination as her clitoris elongated into a
full fledged penis, complete with testicles hanging into the bowl.
She was wondering what had happened when her entire memory of what
had happened in her life changed.
She remembered being born Les James, a boy, but at the age of 10,
"he" had started developing secondary female characteristics. The
doctors had diagnosed him with a hormonal disorder, but his parents
had been unable to afford any treatments. So over the next few
months, Les learned to be Leslie, dressing, acting, and responding as
though he had been born a woman.
The worst part had been that "her" dick was still functional and he
still had all the normal sexual drives of any man. So Leslie became
a non-practicing lesbian, afraid to approach a woman for fear of
discovery of what was in his panties. Then he had met Sydney, a
bisexual girl who had gotten him into bed and loved Leslie for his
combination body. They were married a year later, then two years
after that, Sydney had given birth to little Timothy, and all seemed
right with the world.
Then a year later, everything collapsed. Sydney and Leslie both lost
their jobs and were thrown out on the street. Then two years later
Sydney, thinking she was a failure as a mother, had left them.
Leslie now being forced to be a single "mother" to their son.
But suddenly, somehow, Leslie was suffused with a knowledge of
exactly where Sydney was. He stood up, pulled up his panties, and
strode out and got Timmy. He was determined to get his wife back no
matter what it took.
A half hour later, Sydney was sweeping the floor, dressed in nothing
but bra, panties, and a simple white frock which clung to her curves
as sensually as anything she had ever seen Leslie in. Anna and
Nicole were off with the bank arranging payment for the building.
Sydney heard a familiar voice say, "Sydney, is that you?"
Sydney turned. "Leslie?"
Leslie ran over and took his wife in his arms and kissed her.
Sydney, who still thought of Leslie as his wife, was a bit surprised
at Leslie's savage kiss, but couldn't say "she" didn't like it. She
liked it even more when Leslie swept her up into his arms and carried
her over to the mattress she had been sleeping on. Sydney was
shocked as hell when Leslie dropped her pants and showed her his
dick, but five minutes later didn't care.
Timmy looked around and started playing with some of the refuse.
Over the last year, poppa had objected many times to his doing this,
but he had learned to sneak around. He had to play with something.
Besides, whenever poppa and momma had their special "naked time" they
were always preoccupied for an hour or more.
An hour later, he saw a pretty adult walk in. Leslie raised his head
and said, "Excuse me, I was-"
Then Sydney moaned, "Oh, Les," and pulled him back down on top of her.
Anna just smiled and said, "Carry on."
A half hour later Les sat up and said, "I'm Leslie. Sydney's husb-
wife." Sydney sat up and wrapped her arms around Leslie.
Anna said, "Relax, hun. I saw what you're packing between your legs,
and your secret's safe with me."
"Thanks."
"So Sydney's our new caretaker. Can you do anything for me?"
"I could do odd jobs. Repair the plumbing, fix stuff, that kind of thing."
"General maintenance. Sounds good. Welcome to the church of Love."
Sydney said, "Speaking of Love," and pulled her "husband" (amazed at
how easily she thought of Leslie like that) back onto her.
Anna took Timmy off to one side and played with him as their parents
reacquainted themselves with each other.
************
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"This is reality, not T.V. Can't you tell the difference?"
"Sure. I just like T.V. better."
J R D
jrdss@micronet.net
ICQ#37222294
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