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From: J R D <jrdss@pobox.alaska.net>
Subject: {ASSM} Zodiac Coin: Leo (tg, magic) [5/5]
Date: Fri,  3 May 2002 05:10:04 -0400
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Here's my latest.

Now, onto the boring stuff

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DISCLAIMERS

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This story contains scenes of an erotic and/or controversial nature, 
and is not intended for the perusal of minors.  Further if perusal of 
such material is considered illegal in your area or immoral by your 
religion or personal beliefs, you should likewise bypass this story.

This story remains the property of the author.  Permission is granted 
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this story.

All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any 
resemblance to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.

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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AFTER FOUR MONTHS...

It only took one week for Jamaal to start asking to be called a woman 
and for Tonya to give him a new name, a feminine name. She decided to 
name her, the new woman, Mala, and on the day of the new naming, they 
took all of the old male clothes and gave them to charity.

Tonya quickly grew until she was 6 ft. 1 in., and built like a pro 
wrestler. She needed a couple new sets of clothes, but, as promised, 
Mala quickly made a big success out of her home business and could 
easily afford it.

Mala's physical transformation, much to her distress, didn't even 
start until Tonya's was finished, after about a month. In order to 
present as much as a woman as she could, she took to wearing very 
stiff corsets that were laced so tightly that Tonya was surprised she 
didn't cry out in pain when Tonya pulled them tight. Mala wore the 
breast forms when she went out, preferring instead to walk around the 
house in nothing but the corset and stockings. Mala's breasts grew 
very slowly, at least in comparison to the changes that Tonya had 
undergone, and, after four months, were only a small A cup, although 
thanks to the corsets, they did appear larger.

Tonya was at her desk in late afternoon when June returned from a 
meeting. June's first words upon entering were, "Have I got any 
messages?"

"Need you ask?" replied Tonya as she handed a stack of messages to her boss.

As she sorted through the messages, June said, partly to Tonya, 
partly to no one, "This whole restructuring plan is a real pain in 
the ass."

"Ma'am, about the restructuring?"

"Why so formal? Surely you can't be worried about your job? You were 
worth any two secretaries or assistants, even before the lion gave 
you a little extra boost." Tonya's mental changes, although more 
subtle than Mala's, were, nonetheless, just as helpful. She now felt 
in charge of any situation that arose, like the proverbial "King of 
the Jungle", making her the most effective assistant in the whole 
company.

"Not about my current job, but I have seen the new management pyramid-"

"Which you are required to keep quiet about, as per your privacy oaths."

"Yes, I know, but I have seen them, and I was wondering about the new 
Head Of Communications position."

"Tonya, we're great friends and all, but, I'm sorry, I can't discuss 
the new restructuring plan, even with you, even with you being my 
executive assistant."

"Okay. How about this? I tell you what I figured out, and then you 
answer a question I've got."

"I'm not guaranteeing anything, but go ahead."

"Okay, near as I can figure out, the new Communications Division 
merges the secretarial pool, the mail room, and the parts of the 
Computer Division that deal with inter agency communication, e-mail 
and the like."

"I can neither confirm nor deny anything, but I can say that that's a 
really good guess."

"So I was wondering if I could throw my hat into the ring, if I could 
get the new Head Of Communications job? You know that there's no one, 
and I mean NO ONE, knows more about each of those different parts of 
this company and how they interact than I do."

June got a sad look on her face and said, "Come with me," and nodded 
towards her office.

Tonya followed June into our office, and June shut the door behind 
them. Then Tonya asked, "What's wrong?"

June said nothing as she walked over and sat on the edge of her desk. 
For the first time since they had met, June was tongue tied, unable 
to find the right words. Finally, she took a deep breath and said, 
"Look, hun, if it were up to me, you'd already have the job, and 
you're right, you know more than anybody else and would be best for 
that job, even if I didn't know that the lion would make a success of 
you in it."

"Why do I suspect that there's a big but coming up?"

"But I'm not the only one it's up to. There's a five person panel 
that's making all the decisions on personnel changes, and I'm only 
one member of that panel."

"And you don't think they'd think that I was a good choice?"

"You have already been discussed and dismissed."

Tonya was shocked. "WHY? What could anybody have against me?"

"There were three votes against you. The most outspoken opponent was 
Roman Davidson."

"Okay, no big surprise there. Roman is a religious nut and, since the 
coin covers up evidence of the transformation into lion and lioness, 
he thinks I'm a lesbian and hates me for that."

"Your second vote against was from Neil Morgan."

"The Head Of Personnel? What's he got against me?"

"His vote wasn't so much against you as for Jonathan Rodriguez."

"The head of the mail room? He's a 60 year-old fart who wouldn't know 
an input-output port from a hole in his head."

"That's the big problem here. Both he and Neil are old men who are 
seeing other old men being let go because they can't keep up with the 
new technology, so he is pushing the seniority and experience angle 
big time."

"So who was the third vote against me?"

"Tammy Jorgans, Director Of Marketing."

"What's her beef?"

"Her stated 'beef' is your youth and inexperience."

"I'm hearing another big but in there?"

"Just the obvious. But I don't think that's the real reason."

"Then what?"

"I think she senses the lion. Some people can't. Oh, nobody's going 
to walk up and say to you, 'Wow, look at the big lion on your 
shoulder,' but some people will react to you as they would to a real 
lion, and Tammy is afraid of you. She reacts the same way to me, but 
since I'm her superior, there isn't much she can do about it. Of 
course, she might just have some other reason to irrationally hate 
me, and she wants to keep you, as my ally, away from any kind of 
power that might assist me."

"Either way, I'm screwed."

"Basically, yes. Look, why don't you take the rest of the day off. 
You can go home and relax. It isn't every day you get screwed out of 
your dream job."

Tonya stood up, said, "Yeah, thanks," picked up her purse, and headed 
home. She fumed all the way home, growing angrier and angrier until 
she was boiling mad as she walked through the front door. If she 
immediately called out Mala and heard her lover reply from the studio 
that they had converted from one bedroom. She tossed her purse on the 
floor, reached under her skirt and ripped her panties off, and headed 
straight to the studio.

Inside, she saw Mala sitting on a stool in front of her drawing table 
and talking on her headset phone. Tonya walked right up behind Mala 
and palmed the shemale's boobs. Mala took a deep breath, then said in 
to the phone, "Look, Jack, I'll have to call you back. I've got 
something to handle here." Then she tapped the button on the side of 
the headset that disconnected her, yanked it off and tossed it on the 
drawing table, then spun in Tonya's grip and pulled them both to the 
floor so that Tonya could ravage her.

After an hour-and-a-half of savage sex, they were lying together on 
the floor and Mala asked, "Want to talk about it?"

"Talk about what?"

"Whatever is making you angry."

"Who said I was angry?"

"Come on, dear. Even as Jamaal, I could recognize anger sex, sex 
you're using to vent. I was just too much of a guy to do anything but 
take advantage of it. Now," Mala leaned in close and planted a soft, 
tender kiss on Tonya's lips, "Spill it, girlfriend."

Tonya snuggled up close and explained about the new job at work and 
how she had come to never have it. After she was finished, Mala said, 
"Oh, is that all? You know, there's an easy solution to your problem."

"Yeah, but I wouldn't know how to hire an assassin."

"No, silly, I mean the coin."

"Oh, that. I never figured we'd use the coin again. I mean I wouldn't 
want to force you into becoming the lioness any faster than you're 
ready for."

Mala gave Tonya a totally deadpan look. Finally, she said, "Okay, did 
transformation make you totally stupid, or just a total guy? Hun, I 
love the, absolutely LOVE, what is happening to me. I wear tight 
corsets because my curves aren't developing fast enough. You couldn't 
get me out of the house without breast forms because my boobs are 
growing fast enough. If we got that going right now and used both our 
remaining wishes, I would be happier than you can imagine."

"Really?"

"Of course. I can't lie to you."

"Okay, get the coin."

Mala actually squealed with glee and ran into the other room. She 
returned a few moments later with the coin. "Got it! You ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

"Okay. I wish that Tonya would get that job that she wants."

Tonya felt a tingle pass over her and said, "I guess it worked. I'll 
find out tomorrow from June at work."

"Now what would you like the third wish to be?"

"I don't have anything in mind right now. I guess we should save it 
for later." The immediate pout on Mala's face showed what she thought 
of that idea, and Tonya said, "You really want this?"

"More than anything."

"All right, I'll leave it up to you. Go ahead and wish for whatever you want."

"It'll still have to be for you, but other than that, I could wish 
for whenever I want?"

"Sure, I trust you."

"Okay, then." Mala held up the coin and and said, "I wish that you 
were a sexy, beautiful, big-dicked shemale."

Tonya looked down to crotch and saw a rather large cock hanging from 
her crotch. She looked up and saw the finished result of the 
transformation, a beautiful woman with C cup breasts, nice, curvy 
hips, and a perfectly formed slit right between her legs. Mala's hand 
sought her crotch, and when she determined that there was no cock 
there any more, she said, "It worked!"

"What worked? Why did you do," Tonya took her own cock in hand, "this?"

Mala looked down shamefully. "I'm sorry, but you did say that I could 
wish for anything I wanted."

"He wanted me to be a shemale?"

"Not quite. I admit I was taking a risk, but the lion and the lioness 
want children, so I wished for you to have a dick, in hopes that mine 
would disappear."

"You wanted a cunt? But that means-"

"That I want to bare and raise your children. I hope you're not too upset."

Tonya looked once more to her crotch and said, "Not really. You want 
periods and cramps and the occasional nine months of childbearing? 
You're welcome to it."

Mala instantly grew happy. "Really? You don't mind?"

Tonya shrugged. "Not really." Actually, Tonya was surprised that she 
didn't mind more, but she chalked it up to the influence of the lion 
within her.

Mala practically pounced on Tonya, pressing Tonya on to her back, and 
sitting astride her. Mala then said, "That deserves some good 
loving," and plastered their lips together.

************

FOUR DAYS LATER...

Jerry saw his friend, Mala, walk in through the front door of the 
library. There was something different about her, although he 
couldn't put his finger on exactly what. As soon as she was close 
enough, he asked, "Hey, Mala, how's it going? How are you doing with 
the home business?"

"Great! Couldn't be better! Only four months old, and I'm already up 
for some Internet awards."

"Wow, that's surprising. I was pretty sure, well, that you wouldn't 
be able to make it work."

"Kind of figured that. You weren't real supportive of the idea."

"Yeah, well, sorry about that. I was only trying to keep you safe."

Mala waved it off. "Don't worry about it. No harm, no foul."

"So why are you here today?"

"I'm here to give a gift to you." She reached into her purse and 
pulled out a small ring box. Handing it to him, she said, "This can 
help you be a success in your life, whether you try a new home 
business or anything else."

"What is it?"

"Opened it up."

He opened the box and saw a small gold coin with an embossed picture 
of a lion's head in profile on it. "A coin? What's it for?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Look, I've got to get going. 
If you've got any questions, you know where to find me."

As she walked away, he called after her, "But the coin?!"

She called back, "Just pick it up!"

He wasn't sure who was crazier, him or her, but he reached into the 
box and took the coin in hand...



-- 
"This is reality, not T.V.  Can't you tell the difference?"
"Sure, I just like T.V. better."

jrdss@alaska.net
ICQ#37222294
J R D

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