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Subject: {ASSM} Zodiac coin: cancer
Date: Wed, 24 Dec 2003 03:10:09 -0500
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Here's my latest.  The 11th in this series. Like Capricorn, I had to 
do a bit of research for this one on crabs, and I think it played out 
kind of well.

Now, for those of you who've been paying attention, there's only one 
coin left, Scorpio, and I've got to admit, having a bit of a problem 
with this one. I've got an idea, but it's kind of weak, so if anybody 
out there has any ideas about a good side effect based on scorpions, 
please send it to me. If I use the idea, full credit will be given in 
the story.

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 
to download, photocopy, copy and repost so long as any such action 
contains these disclaimers, and no attempt is made to profit from 
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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ZODIAC COIN: CANCER

2235 YEARS AGO...

He was a merchant, traveling between all the various villages, towns, 
and cities of the land, peddling his wares for coin or barter. 
Normally, he was very good at his job, but for this last trade, he 
just couldn't seem to get his head into the trade.

He watched the man he had been trading with run away from the 
caravan, clutching closely to his chest the bag of gold that the 
merchant had traded to him.

The merchant held up the item he had gotten in trade, a circle of 
gold colored metal with 12 raised circles around its circumference. 
On each raised circle, there was a symbol of one of the astrological 
signs of the Zodiac. While he held it, he wondered what had gotten 
into him. Although the circle appeared to be made out of gold, it was 
too light to be the real stuff. Well, at least the artwork on it was 
nice. Maybe that was worth something, but judging it strictly on some 
kind of unbiased viewpoint, it was really worth only about one-tenth 
of what he had paid for it.

Finally, he decided what he could do with it. He could break up the 
circle into its 12 individual symbols, and then work each symbol into 
a ring. The 12 rings, either individually or as a set, would net him 
much more than the total circle.

He took the circle into the tent where he kept his tools. He was only 
an amateur metal worker, but simply splitting up the circle into 12 
pieces and polishing off its edges shouldn't be too hard a task. He 
placed the circle on top of a large block, took a hammer and chisel, 
placed the chisel between two of the symbols on the circle, and 
struck it with the hammer.

There was a huge flash of light which blinded him. When his eyesight 
cleared, he saw 12 perfectly formed coins lying on top of the block. 
Realizing that these weren't normal coins, he swept them into a 
special bag and then put them in a locked chest.

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

AN ACTRESS'S DRESSING ROOM...

Ross Monroe waited impatiently. He couldn't believe his luck. He had 
entered a contest for a chance to meet his favorite actress, Mari Del 
Monaco, and won. He had to answer as many trivia questions about Miss 
Del Monaco as he could within five minutes. He had competed against a 
dozen people, and no one else had known more than he had. Now, he was 
waiting in her dressing room just outside the set where she was 
filming her latest movie.

He sat on his hands and just looked around. Part of him wanted to 
take a good look at a lot of the stuff that was in her room, but he 
was more afraid of breaking something or of being caught and thrown 
out before he got a chance to meet Mari Del Monaco.

He thought that he was just about to go crazy from the waiting when 
the door opened and SHE walked in. She was nothing short of 
astoundingly fantastic looking. She had fire red hair, a fantastic 
body, and a smile that just lit up a room.

She flashed him that smile and said, "Hi, you must be Ross. My 
publicist told me you'd be here." She extended a hand to him. 
"Pleased to meet you. I'm Mari Del Monaco."

"I know who you are, Miss Del Monaco, and let me say, that I really 
think you're the greatest actress ever."

She gave him that smile again. "I do think that's saying a bit much, 
but I do appreciate the compliment, and please, call me Mari, or 
better yet, call me Marisol. Mari is just my stage name. My publicist 
thought Marisol wouldn't sell as well."

"Yeah, I know all about that. I think I've read everything that's 
been released on you. I've seen everything you've done, including all 
your TV cameos."

"Well, thanks, but I'd much rather we be friends. I don't want to be 
worshiped. I just want to be known."

"I'll try, but you're just so fantastic. I can barely believe I'm 
here, much less that you want to be friends with me."

"Actually, Ross, there's something more that I'd like from you. 
Something that will make us much more than friends."

"Like what?"

"Well, you say you've read everything released on me, so you know I'm 
a lesbian?"

"Yeah, and I'm like totally cool with that. I've got no problem with lesbians."

"Always good to know, but I need to ask you a big favor."

"Anything. Go ahead and ask me anything at all, and I'll gladly do it."

"Hear me out before you say that. I am asking a big favor, and I mean 
really big."

"Well, okay, but I can't see saying no to you for anything."

"I just hope you will think that after I ask."

"Well, Ross, recently I've been having certain urges that many women 
get as they get older."

Somewhat hopefully, Ross asked, "Urges for men?"

Mari shook her head. "Sorry, no. Recently, my biological clock has 
started ticking. I want a child of my own."

"And you want a sperm donor? I could do that."

"I'm afraid that's not an option. I had certain problems, have 
certain problems actually, with my uterus. Carrying a child to term 
would be, at best, risky, at worst, downright fatal to me, the baby, 
or both."

"Well, I'm sure there are dozens, if not hundreds, of lesbians in 
America who would gladly carry your child, either getting their own 
eggs inseminated, or acting as a surrogate for yours, or there's 
always adoption."

"Adoption isn't really an option. I'm a single female, not to mention 
that my job is somewhat... unstable in nature."

"Well, couldn't you, like, grease a few palms?"

"Buy my way past the regulations? I suppose I could, but there's 
already a public image of me as a spoiled, rich girl. Buying my way 
through the hassles of a legal adoption would only make things worse. 
Besides, I want this baby to be mine, my offspring, which also leaves 
out someone else getting their eggs inseminated."

"Well, there's always surrogacy."

"That's definitely what I was thinking, having someone else carry my 
baby, but there are some problems. First, there's the image problem. 
A rich actress paying someone to carry the baby she can't what ruffle 
too many feathers. Second, what if the surrogate mother gets attached 
to the baby while it's in the womb? Legally, lawyers might be able to 
force the woman to give up the child, but I don't think I can do that 
if she really made a stink about it. And third, I don't want just 
anybody carrying my baby. That's really the reason for the contest 
that you won, to select a proper surrogate for my child."

"But I won the contest."

"Yes, Ross, I want you to carry my baby."

Ross just stared at her. Finally, he said, "You're kidding, right?"

"No, Ross, I'm not. I have access to something that will allow you to 
get pregnant and carry my child to term."

Ross stared at her for a while longer. "You're serious?"

"Yes, I am."

"I don't know about this. I mean, I'm a guy. I'm not exactly built 
for pregnancy, and quite frankly, when I see the whole pregnancy 
thing that women go through, it kind of scares the bejeezus out of 
me."

"I understand that, but the rewards can definitely be worth it."

"Like what? Money? It'd have to be a hell of a lot for me to go through this."

"Actually, you could have anything you wished for. If you want money, 
then you could have however much you wanted, no matter how big an 
amount, but I'm actually offering you something else."

"What?"

"Me. Ross, if you do this, if you carry my baby, then we'll get 
married. Understand, it will only be a marriage of convenience, but 
you will be my legal husband and the legal father of our child. If 
you do this-"

Excited about the prospect of being Mari del Monaco's husband, Ross 
blurted out, "I'LL DO IT!"

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure! Let's get this done! Both the marriage and getting to 
whatever lab or anything to get me pregnant."

Mari smiled. "Nothing so complicated. Science hasn't exactly mastered 
the prospect of male pregnancy."

"Then what?"

Mari got up, went into another room, and returned a few minutes later 
with a small stack of papers. When she sat back down and set the 
papers down, Ross saw a small, golden coin about the size of a 
quarter resting on top. Mari picked up the coin and said, "This is 
the Cancer Coin. It grants wishes."

"A magic coin that grants wishes? You're kidding, right?"

"No, Ross, I am definitely not kidding. This coin is magical and will 
grant any wish, so long as there's no malicious intent and the wish 
is approved of by your partner, in this case, me."

"So, assuming I believe this, I take the coin and wish to be pregnant?"

"No, you can wish for anything you want, but the coin exacts a price. 
Are you familiar with what Cancer is?"

"Well, since I'm assuming you're not talking about the disease, it's 
the zodiac sign of the crab, isn't it?"

"Exactly. Now, do you know anything about crabs?"

"They are good in butter sauce, but other than that, no."

"Well, a lot of breeds of crabs, perhaps all, I'm not sure, carry 
their babies around for quite some time. The coin equates this to the 
wisher needing to carry a baby, i.e. get pregnant, to get their 
wishes."

"So I wish for something, get pregnant, and then I'd get whatever I wish for?"

"Almost. You wish for something with an idea of who you want to be 
your partner as parent for the child, the partner approves it, you 
get pregnant, carry the child to term, then you get what you wish 
for."

"What are the papers for?"

"These are the legal papers we need. There's a standard prenuptial 
agreement in case we break up, I'm afraid my lawyers are insisting on 
that one, and the paperwork for a civil marriage."

"In case we break up?"

"Just a formality. As long as you understand that our marriage is 
only one of convenience, then we should stay married, as friends, for 
a good long time."

"Okay, I guess."

"And, God forbid, if we do break up, you will be well taken care of."

"Okay, so let's get this over with."

"Okay, you need to think of something you really want. Remember, I've 
got to approve it, so no wishing for me to be a heterosexual woman in 
love with you."

Ross thought about what he would wish for. Truthfully, he did briefly 
consider wishing for her to love him, but dismissed it, both because 
she wouldn't approve it, and because it really wouldn't be fair to 
her. He also realized that he didn't really need to wish for money 
since Mari would be taking care of him. It would make him a kept man, 
but so what? He'd be married to Mari del Monaco.

Ross thought about it for a while. Finally, he said, "I wish that I 
would take the form of what ever you consider to be a perfect lover."

Mari asked him, "A nice wish, but are you sure you want that? It's 
going to wind up making you a girl. That means we can't get married."

"But you will stay with me, right?"

"Of course, I will. You'll be the parent of my child, and your wish 
will make you one hell of a babe."

"So I'll be with you, so I'll be happy." Ross held up the coin. "I 
guess the rest is up to you."

Mari held her hand over the coin and said, "Last chance to back out."

Ross said, "Do it."

Mari closed her hand. The coin glowed, shining through the cracks in 
both of their hands, and Ross found himself in some kind of 
dreamscape. He was naked, lying back in bed, and Mari, also naked, 
was climbing up between his legs. With the exception of Mari, the 
bed, and himself, the room he was in was indistinct, lacking any kind 
of detail.

Mari got up between his legs and dross noticed that she had a penis. 
He also noticed that his own penis was gone, but he didn't seem to 
have a problem with that. She slid her penis into him, into a slit 
that he hadn't noticed was there. She then proceeded to fuck him, 
sliding in and out like any man would do with any woman. Soon, Ross 
found himself exploding in orgasm.

Then he was back sitting across from Mari just as they had been 
together before. Mari let loose of the coin and said, "I felt 
something going on, but I'm not sure what. What happened to you?"

"I was in some kind of dream. I dreamed we were having sex."

"Really? Well, it was only a dream, so don't get any ideas about 
sticking your you know what into me."

"I know that. I figure that the imaginary sex was just there to 
connect us for the baby." Ross left out that the sex was her doing 
him rather than the other way around.

"Probably."

"So what now? Do we wait nine months as my belly bulges out like any 
woman in pregnancy?"

"Not exactly. You will need to go through the pregnancy, but it's a 
magic pregnancy that doesn't take anywhere near as long as a natural 
one does."

"So how long will it take?" Mari didn't answer, instead pointing to 
his belly. He looked down and saw it already beginning to bulge. He 
quickly undid the buttons on his pants and shirt and sat back in the 
chair. After just a little less than 10 minutes from the time of the 
wish, he felt some kind of tingling around his crotch, and it felt 
like a bowling ball was being forced out of his body. However, just 
as soon as the pain started, it stopped, and Mari was putting a baby 
into his arms.

He looked down and noticed that he was now sporting a rather large 
pair of breasts. His arms were also a little thinner, and much less 
hairy. The baby in his arms was crying loudly, and he said, "She's so 
beautiful."

Mari said, "Just like her mother."

"Yeah, she does look a little like you."

"Thanks, but I was talking of her other mother. Don't tell me you 
haven't noticed those two new growths on your chest."

Ross asked, "It has changed my whole body, hasn't it?" as though he 
already knew the answer.

"Changed it quite a bit, actually. Take a look at the mirror over the 
fireplace."

Ross, still carrying the baby, got up and went over to take a look at 
himself in the mirror. He saw that he was indeed a beautiful girl 
now, although not movie star beautiful like Mari was. His was a girl 
next door beauty with medium length sandy brown hair, a cute nose, 
and just the hint of freckles. Ross turned to Mari and asked, "So 
this is your dream girl?"

Mari walked up, slid her arms around  his neck and gave him a kiss. 
She then said, "Oh, yes."

The baby, who had settled down a little, started fussing some. Ross 
said, "I think she's hungry. I guess it's time for our little girl's 
first feeding."

"Okay, then let me show you to the nursery." Mari brought Ross into 
another room which turned out to be a very posh nursery, with crib, 
changing table, and a few other things that Ross didn't identify 
right off the bat. "This will be the baby's room. Next I'll show you 
our bedroom where we'll sleep together."

Ross sat down in the chair, pulled the edge of the shirt from his 
breast, set the baby up so that she could feed, and said, "That's not 
going to work."

"What do you mean?"

"The cost for the coin? Carrying a baby? It's more than just birthing 
it. Until this baby is weaned from my breast, I'm required to spend 
as much time with her as possible. Except when I'm in bed, I can only 
set her down for up to 10 minutes at a time, and I can never be in a 
different room than her. I can let others carry and supervise her, 
but only if I'm right there."

"Are you sure? How do you know all of that?"

"I got it all from the coin. I also got that the coin's Magic would 
have protected you from any problems during the pregnancy. You must 
have known that, too. So do you want to come clean about the real 
reason you asked me to do this?"

Mari looked down shamefully. "I am sorry about that. Really, I am. 
When I first got the coin, I figured I'd be able to wish for whatever 
I wanted, but when I held the coin and it revealed its cost to me, I 
dropped it like a hot stone before learning as much as I could've, 
not just because of the health concerns for risking a child, but 
because, well, I guess I'm a little selfish. I make my living off my 
body, and one of the major reasons why I haven't investigated things 
like artificial insemination is because I'm afraid of what a 
pregnancy might do to my figure. I didn't even want to take the 
chance. I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I understand why you did what you did, and I will gladly 
shoulder that burden for you. Besides, even if your figure didn't get 
ruined, there's no way you could continue to make movies and be a 
mega superstar with the need to constantly take care of the child, 
and I definitely don't want you giving up your career."

Mari leaned over and kissed Ross on the lips. "I'm glad I got such an 
understanding woman to be the mother of my child. Is there anything I 
can get for you?"

"Just get someone to move that crib into the bedroom. Apparently, 
your dream lover has the libido of a bunny rabbit, and I can barely 
wait to feel your lips on my pussy while I lick you out."

"Okay, but while I'm doing that, you better think of a new name for 
yourself. Ross doesn't exactly fit you anymore."

Mari ran off to call someone to do the furniture moving. While she 
was gone, Ross decided that he, now she, would be known as Janice.

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

After a couple of weeks, things were still going fairly well between 
Mari, Janice, and baby Diane, although there did seem to be something 
bothering Mari, but Janice couldn't get her to talk about it. Then, 
one weekend morning when Mari had a day off from shooting, Janice 
woke up feeling strange.

She got out of bed where she had been sleeping beside Mari and went 
over to look in the mirror. As she walked, she noticed that she was a 
little taller than she was used to, the line of seeing was a little 
higher than before. When she got to the mirror, she saw a totally 
different face from the one she had been wearing over the last two 
weeks. She was still beautiful, but now it was a cold, harsh beauty 
like that of the winter frost. She was also much taller, guessing 
almost a foot taller than she used to be.

Actually, Janice had been expecting a change. When she had wished on 
the coin, she didn't want Mari getting bored of her, so when she 
wished to be Mari's perfect lover, she included that if Mari's tastes 
ever changed, she'd would change along with them, but she hadn't been 
expected so severe a change.

She then went to her personal walk-in closet. Another part of her 
wish was that Mari's perfect lover would always have to be perfectly 
dressed, so if she changed in accordance with Mari's taste, her 
wardrobe would change along with her. Considering how she looked, she 
was only slightly surprised to find out that her wardrobe had become 
all leather fetish wear.

She quickly got into a leather corset that left her breasts bare, 
fishnet stockings, high-heeled boots, and a strap-on dildo. She 
returned to the room where Mari was still sleeping, picked up and fed 
Diane, set her back in her crib, and then stepped up on to the bed 
and stood over Mari. She then gently rubbed her leather boot along 
the side of Mari's face until the superstar woke up.

When Mari opened her eyes and saw a strange woman standing over her, 
she asked, "Who are you?"

Janice crouched down and took Mari by the chin. "I'm your fantasy 
girl, and apparently, your fantasy has changed. This is a rather 
severe look you've given me. Would you like me to get rather severe 
with you?"

Mari just trembled and asked, "Janice, is that you?"

Janice got right up close to Mari. "Yes, dear, now answer the 
question. Would you like me to get severe with you?"

Mari just shook in place, seemingly afraid to answer. Finally, she 
said, "Yes! Oh, God, yes! Tie me up! Spank me! Punish me! Make me 
yours!"

Janice took Mari's breast in hand and squeezed it. "Just remember, 
you asked for it."

For the next couple of hours, Janice did as Mari had asked, playing 
amateur Dominatrix, tying her up, lightly spanking her, and other 
such bondage games. It wasn't real intense, Janice didn't have the 
background for that, but that didn't matter to Mari. Even being 
forced to sit and wait while tied up when Janice had to go take care 
of the baby seemed pleasing to Mari.

However, Janice thought she had pushed it too far when Mari broke 
down in tears while Janice had her tied up spread eagle and was 
fucking her with the dildo. Janice quickly freed her lover and asked, 
"What's wrong? Did I do something bad?"

Mari threw her arms around Janice and said, "Oh, God, no. You did 
exactly what I needed you to do. I so needed to be controlled and 
punished by you."

"Needed? Why?"

"Janice, you gave up everything for me, including your manhood. I 
just felt so guilty. I needed to feel like I was giving you as much 
as you were giving me, and I needed to feel punished for being so 
selfish. I need you to do what you did."

"Well, I'm glad I could be of service."

"Now, I think I can say, and don't take this the wrong way, I always 
cared about you as lover and mother of my child, but now, I can say 
that I deeply and truly love you."

"Then I'm glad we did this."

"But I think we've got a problem."

"What's that?"

"This shape shifting thing you do. Don't get me wrong. I love that 
you want to be the girl that I always most fantasize about, but when 
I woke up and saw this strange woman you had become, I nearly 
freaked, and if I didn't recognize you, it's a sure bet no one else 
will."

"Good point. How do you think we should handle this?"

"Well, I could check with lawyer and see about establishing a range 
of fake IDs, but then there's no guarantee that you will shape shift 
into something that fits any of those IDs."

Janice sighed. "I guess there's only one way to really handle this. 
I'll go get the coin."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. Any non-magical fixes are likely to leave holes that 
will cause problems down the line. I guess it's time Diane got a 
little sister or brother."

"If this pregnancy goes as fast as the last one, then she's not only 
getting a sibling, she's getting a twin, most likely fraternal, but I 
guess we won't know that 'til after the coin works its magic."

Janice got the coin out of the wall safe where they'd stored it, 
brought it back to the bed and said, "I wish that when I change 
shape, everybody and everything will recognize me as Janice."

When Mari touched the coin, there was the bright light and Janice was 
back in that fantasy dream land where she had been the last time. 
Mari, once more sporting a large dick, climbed up and proceeded to 
fuck Janice. Janice quickly reached the point of orgasm and the dream 
Mari came along with her.

Back in the real world, they both sat and watched as Janice went 
through another nine minute pregnancy and half-hour labor. When they 
were finished, Diane had a new little baby brother.

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

TWO YEARS LATER...

Janice, now in the form of a busty blonde, caught her son, Ross, and 
carried him into the bathroom where Mari was giving Diane a bath. 
Mari quickly finished, pulled Diane out of the water, and wrapped a 
towel around her. As she walked by Janice, she commented, "Better 
hurry. You don't know how much that form makes me want to rip your 
panties off right here."

Janice replied, "Quiet, you. Not in front of the children," and and 
gave her lover a quick kiss.

After Janice gave Ross his bath, she took him to his room and tucked him in.

When she returned to the main bedroom, Mari was sitting up in bed 
reading a script. As Janice climbed into bed, she asked, "New script? 
What's that one about?"

Without looking up, Mari said, "Single mother moves to city and makes 
it big. I don't think I'll be doing this one, though. It's a little 
too cliche."

After a short pause, Janice asked, "Do you ever resent stuff like that?"

Mari looked at her and asked, "Stuff like what?"

"Well, ever since you started hanging out with me, you stopped 
getting all those roles where you play the hot lady, and you started 
getting all these mature lady roles."

"I prefer to think of it as playing hot, mature ladies."

"I'm serious."

"Oh, hun, you don't have to be." Mari leaned over, pulled Janice's 
face close, and gave her a kiss. "I've grown up quite a bit being the 
mother of our children. I'm actually more comfortable playing more 
mature, and usually smarter, women."

Janice wrapped her arms ground Mari's waist and gave her a hug. Mari 
closed the script and let it slide off the bed. She then wrapped one 
arm around Janice and held her close. After a little bit, Janice 
said, "Mari, I want another baby."

Mari looked down at Janice and asked, "Are you sure? You just weaned 
the babies from your teat a little while ago."

"Yes, I love the feeling of taking care of kids, particularly letting 
them suckle my breasts."

"That's certainly a taste treat I like."

"You're silly, but I'm serious. I guess I'm just a big mom at heart."

"And a wonderful mom you are. All right, go ahead and get the coin."

Janice said, "Yippie!" and jumped off the bed and got the coin.

When she got back to the bed, Mari asked, "Have you decided what you 
want to wish for?"

"I've been thinking about it." Janice held up the coin at eye level. 
"I wish that when Mari and I were alone in our bedroom, she would 
transform into my fantasy girl."

Mari looked at Janice suspiciously. "I always thought I was your 
fantasy girl. I'm curious as to what your fantasy is." Mari reached 
up and touched the coin.

Once more, Janice went through the dream of getting fucked by Mari 
and the quickie pregnancy and labor. Once the baby had settled down 
and was nursing, Mari asked, "So what's different? I don't seem to 
have changed any."

Janice smiled, pointed, and said, "Look at your crotch."

Mari immediately looked down and saw a rather large cock hanging from 
her crotch. She looked up and asked, "You wanted me to be a shemale?"

"Only part of the time. I told you that after every wish I'd go 
through that dream where you've got a cock and you fuck me? Well, my 
fantasy is to be able to get pregnant by you any time we want, but 
that requires you having the tools to make that happen."

Mari smiled. "Sounds great. Now, I just need you to finish with our 
third child's first feeding so I can put this to work."

Janice said, "That's really up to... Let's call her Kathy."

"Sounds great."

"While I'm feeding her, why don't you get one of the old cribs out so 
we can put her to sleep right away."

While Janice fed little Kathy, Mari went and got one of the 
disassembled cribs out of the closet where they'd stored them, 
brought it back to the master bedroom, and put it back together. When 
Janice finished, she took little Kathy and placed her gently in the 
crib. She then climbed back in her own bed, lay down, and said, "Now, 
lover, let's see if you're as good with that thing as you are in my 
dreams."

Mari replied, "With a challenge like that, how can I resist?" and got 
up on the bed and proceeded to screw Janice like she had never been 
screwed before.

When they were finished, Mari asked, "So how was I?"

Janice reached over and stroked Mari's breast. "Better than even with 
your best dildo."

The two then cuddled up and fell asleep together.

In the morning, after Janice fed Kathy, she went to her dresser and 
found she was missing all her socks and stockings. She carried Kathy 
down the hall to the nursery where Mari was playing with the kids and 
asked, "Hun, do you know why I happen to be missing any foot 
coverings?"

Mari smiled and said, "Yeah, I think I do." Just then, the doorbell 
rang. "There's the order I placed with the drugstore early this 
morning. If I'm right, that is."

Janice looked at Mari suspiciously. "Order? What order?"

Mari threw on a robe and said, "You will see."

Janice had to wait as Mari went out, answered the door, and returned 
with a small bag. Mari opened the bag and pulled out a small 
pregnancy test, handing it to Janice. Janice took the test, saying, 
"I think I see where this is going, and I'm not sure I like where 
this is going."

"Don't blame me. You're the one who wished to always transform into 
my fantasy girl, no matter what that fantasy was."

Janice took the test into the bathroom, did her business, and 
returned to the nursery. Fifteen minutes later, when the test came up 
positive, she looked at Mari and said, "Let me guess. Your current 
fantasy girl is barefoot and pregnant?"

"You were the one who put the idea in my head when you gave me a cock."

Janice laughed, walked over to Mari, put her arms around her lover, 
said, "You are so lucky I love you so much," and gave Mari the 
sloppiest, wet kiss an expectant mother could give another woman.

After they finished, Janice said, "A normal, nine month pregnancy? 
Now this will be different."


-- 
"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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