Swamp by Waldo

Warning - The following story contains descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are not an adult or reading descriptions sex stories upset you, do not read any further.


Swampwater

Chapter 1 - The Canoe Vacation

I was enjoying the adventure of my lifetime. Canoeing through the 
Everglades by myself for two weeks. No work imposed deadlines. No 
schedules to keep except to find shelter before nightfall. No blaring 
music. No ex-wife chasing me for more money. Just me, my canoe, and 
my backpack enjoying the sun, the water, and the wilderness of this 
primitive spot.

The Everglades is huge. It is very easy to get lost in here and that is why 
I chose it. I wanted to get lost and just wander through this primeval 
wasteland, stopping where and when I wanted to stop. Taking a few 
pictures with my camera and capturing more images with my memory.

I enjoy wilderness. Sometimes I feel as if I was born two hundred years 
too late. So I take off to some remote wilderness every chance I get. 
Which is usually only a weekend or three days. Never have I been able 
to take off for two weeks like this trip. I had started yesterday by leaving 
my car at the boat dock and canoeing until dark. Then I set up my 
camp and listened to the sounds of the swamp at night. My campfire 
burnt brightly as I tried to identify the sounds of the jungle just yards 
from me. The cry of a bobcat somewhere to the east, the sound of a fish 
jumping up and breaking water, the hoot of a close-by owl, and the ever 
present sound of an alligator claiming ownership of the swamp. I 
enjoyed it all except that I knew that there were snakes around.

I love wilderness but I hate snakes. I am afraid of them and one reason 
that I like to be out like this, is because it forces me to face one of my 
worst fears. And this area has some of the most deadly snakes in the 
world. I am very aware that I could wake up in the morning, with a 
Cottonmouth or rattler sharing the warmth of my sleeping bag with me. 
So I pick campsites where I can tie my hammock up and keep my butt 
off of the ground. They can still get to my by dropping on me, but that is 
not as likely as sleeping on the ground.

Last night, which was my first night out here, was very beautiful. I can't 
wait until we have the full moon next week. I will have to pick my 
campsites so that I have a clear view of the moon and the reflection of 
the moon on the water.

I have been paddling most of the morning. Just looking at the scenery 
and enjoying myself. I am staying off of the beaten paths because I don't 
want to run into anyone or see anything that reminds me that 
civilization in only a few miles away from me. I try to ignore the floating 
empty plastic drink bottles discarded by un-caring tourists and the 
sounds of jets flying overhead, bringing plane loads of tourists to this 
area.

I pulled over to a small long stretch of land and parked my canoe. I got 
out and was walking through the underbrush, to stretch my legs. I had 
my walking stick to probe for snakes and my pistol for any snake that 
got too close to me. Don't get me wrong. I won't kill the snake unless it 
gets too close and scares the shit out of me. I will bypass it or use my 
walking stick to move it out of the way.

As I carefully walked through the overgrown brushy area, I could hear 
some noise ahead. I couldn't tell if it was a gator or something even 
worse - a human. So I eased through the brush and saw a little beach 
with a canoe pulled up on the beach. I started to turn around and ease 
quietly back to my area when I saw her.

A beautiful naked woman was standing waist deep in the water. It had 
been her splashing that I had heard. She was naked and her long, black 
hair flowed down her shapely back. I watched as she dived and swam 
just below the surface of the water. Then she surfaced and rolled over 
on her back, doing lazy back strokes, just powerful enough to barely 
propel her through the water. And to expose those beautiful nipples on 
her perfect breasts. She was very clearly naked and built.

I stopped where I was and just stared. I am only human and this was 
the most interesting wildlife that I had seen so far. I stood transfixed, 
watching her float through the water. I was staring at her so hard that I 
almost missed the barely visible air bubbles that were slowly headed her 
way. Then I caught sight of the barely visible movement in the water and 
realized that she was not alone in that lagoon. Experience told me that it 
was either a gator or a mighty big catfish. If I warn her, then she will 
know that I have been watching her.

I look again at the thing headed for her and instantly react.

"Look out," I scream as I jump out of the brush and head for the water 
as I draw my pistol from its holster. "Gator to your right."

She stopped swimming when she heard me and then quickly looked to 
her right. Whatever she saw was enough to start her swimming 
furiously for shore. I dropped down to a braced position and took 
careful aim for where I assumed the head to be on this gator. I squeezed 
off a shot and the water exploded. A big gator tail came out of the water 
and smacked the water. Apparently I hit it in a sensitive spot and it had 
quit chasing her because of its pain. I quickly emptied my clip into the 
water and it's exposed trashing body.

When I finished the last shot, I saw her standing on shore, looking at 
the gator and at me. She was naked and looked beautiful with the water 
glistening on her naked luscious body. She said "It's enough. You 
stopped it and it will go somewhere and die. Let it go and it will leave so 
it can die in peace."

I just stared at her. She was about five foot nine, one hundred and 
thirty pounds, dark complexion, beautiful face, and a wonderful body. 
From the dark mass of pubic hair, she was clearly not a natural blond. 
She looked to be a native Indian.

She smiled as she picked up a brush from her backpack and started 
brushing the tangles out of her flowing long dark hair "Thank you for 
saving my life. I have been gone from my land too long and got a little 
careless. How long were you watching me?"

I pulled the clip out of my pistol and started re-loading it as I tried to be 
casual about her naked body, her very attractive naked body. "Sorry 
that I scared you. I had stopped for lunch on the other side of this little 
island and was stretching my legs when I saw you. I had only been here 
for about a minute and was getting ready to leave you to your portion of 
wilderness when I saw the gator headed to you. If it hadn't been for the 
gator, then I would have slipped back to my canoe without bothering 
you. My name is Jeff Daniels." I said.

"Serena Jones is the English translation of my names. You would not be 
able to repeat the pronunciation of my real Seminole name. And thank 
you for saving my life. I had just pulled into shore for a break and was 
getting ready to eat some lunch. Would you like to join me?" she asked 
as she slipped into a pair of cut-off shorts and pulled a T-shirt over her 
head.

"I had just finished my lunch before I started my walk. Thanks for the 
invitation but I need to go a little deeper in the swamp and find a 
campground before it gets dark." I said.

"Going back into the deep swamp can be dangerous. Are you familiar 
with that area?" she asked as she opened her backpack and took out 
some beef jerky.

"No, but I have always wanted to visit that area." I replied.

"I played there when I was younger. There are not many campsites or 
open land capable of providing a safe refuge. I am headed back there 
myself. If you don't mind, why don't we canoe together and go to where I 
was planning on spending the night. Along the way, I can identify the 
different places where you can stay. Tomorrow, we can go our separate 
ways." she said as she put her backpack back into her canoe and 
looked at me.

I ain't crazy. This woman had the type of body that I had dreamed about 
all my life and she wanted me to travel with her for the rest of the day. 
And then to stay in the same camp area tonight. I nodded and she 
smiled as she put her backpack into her canoe and pushed off. "Meet 
me over by the old Cypress." she said not even looking back to see if I 
heard her. She knew that I was paying attention to everything that she 
was doing.

I hurried back to my camp, threw my stuff into my canoe and quickly 
paddled toward the area that she had disappeared into. I found her 
sitting in her canoe as it floated under the old cypress tree. When I 
pulled up to her, she said "I love these trees and miss them when I 
travel. Did you know that Cypress is one of the most durable of all 
woods? It resists insects and chemical corrosion as well as decay and 
has a cedar-like smell. The wood lasts for centuries. The cypress doors 
of St. Peter's in Rome served for 1,100 years and were still sound when 
replaced by doors of bronze. And what do they do with it in the States? 
They cut it down to make coffins, acid tanks, docks, pilings, poles, 
railroad ties and handicrafts. This is an old tree and back in the swamp, 
I can show you some real old ones that are about 12 centuries old. Think 
about it. A tree that is 150 feet tall with a limb spread of 80 feet. The 
roots spread out for support and the knobby knees grow above the 
water to get air. It's scientific name is Taxodium distichum. My hobby is 
learning everything I can about nature. If I start boring you with too 
many facts, please tell me to shut up."

I used the knobby knee to slow myself down and to stop by drifting as I 
said "Please, continue. I am out here to enjoy nature and to learn a little 
more about this great country of ours. I would be crazy if I passed up a 
change to learn from someone that really knows about the new things 
that I am seeing on this trip. I am a little familiar with cypress trees, but 
obviously not as familiar as you are. How old do you think this 
particular tree is?"

"It's a young tree in cypress lives and a very old tree when compared to 
gums, willows, maples, and alders normal lifetimes. It was barely 
breaking the water when Ponce de Leon passed through here in the 
early 1500's. That little island where we met, used to be a big Seminole 
camp. The Spaniards dishonored their promises and tried to force my 
people to show them where the Fountain of Youth was located. A lot of 
my people died on that island from the guns and disease carried by the 
Spaniards. They left the island and let it return to nature. My people 
have not lived there since. I am one of the few people that remember the 
place and honor it's memory." she said as she pushed her canoe out 
into the barely moving stream.

I pushed off and caught up to her. "Why did Ponce think that your 
people could show him the Fountain?"

She didn't miss a stroke as she said "Because we did know where it was 
and had people within our tribe that were very familiar with it. The 
Spaniard was governor of Puerto Rico in 1509 and he heard a legend 
about an island called Bimini, where there was said to be a spring that 
restored youth to all who bathed in it. He was seeking this spring when 
he discovered Florida in 1513. He named the place La Florida after the 
Spanish term for Easter Sunday--Pascua florida, or flowery feast. He 
sailed around the peninsula and up the west coast, returning to Florida 
in 1521. After one of attacks on our villages, he was seriously wounded 
during an attack and taken back to Cuba, where he soon died. He was a 
fanatic searching for the Fountain of Youth. He didn't know or care that 
his history was incorrect. You see, the Fountain of Youth is supposedly 
a spring that gives eternal youth somewhere in India. Ponce de Leon 
had established a colony in Puerto Rico, in the West Indies. When he 
was told by the Indians of a miraculous spring in a northern region 
called Bimini, he thought it must be the Fountain of Youth. In his 
search for the fountain he discovered the Bahamas and Florida. The 
legend was known throughout Europe in the Middle Ages. It apparently 
originated in northern India and was brought to Europe by travelers and 
merchants as early as the 7th century AD. There are references to it in 
early Hindu writings. In the myths of ancient Greece and Rome there 
was no Fountain of Youth within the reach of people on Earth, but there 
was a spring of immortality in the spirit world. The Fountain of Youth in 
time became confused with a Semitic legend of a River of Immortal Life, 
to be found in paradise. Even Alexander the Great was said to have 
searched for the River of Immortality in India. So you see, de Leon's 
search was based upon incorrect facts and legends. He was very 
frustrated when he landed on our little island and found that we had 
the same legends in our history. Look out for that snake in the tree." she 
said as she eased under a low hanging branch.

I made a wide detour and had to look very closely to find the snake. If 
she hadn't mentioned it, I would have never seen it. "How did you see 
that snake. It blends in and is very difficult to see, even close up like 
this."

"I don't see snakes. I feel them. I sense where they are, what type they 
are, and what sort of mood they are in. And I also can sense gators. I 
was remembering my friends that have gone before me and did not 
catch that gator that was sneaking up on me. That's just a tree snake 
and you don't have to worry about it." she said as her canoe moved 
through the water ahead of my canoe.

"I don't like snakes. Can't stand them. So anytime that you sense one, 
please let me know." I said.

"Why are you out here then?" she asked.

"I love the outdoors. It refreshes me and builds my energy back up. I 
love the smell and feel of the outdoors. I sometimes think that I was 
born 200 years too soon. I would give anything to have seen this 
country as it used to be." I replied as she let me pull up beside her 
canoe again.

She gave a faint smile and said "It was a beautiful country. Take my 
word for it. I have been around longer than you think and I also miss 
the wilderness of yesterday. For a white man, you have a nice 
appreciation of nature. Does your wife share your hobby?"

"Not married. And my ex doesn't share anything except my bank 
account. Is your husband also an Indian?" I asked trying to see if she 
was married.

"I don't believe in marriage any more. I am very familiar with marriage 
and children. I discovered that sex is not as wonderful after five years 
and most husbands don't like sharing their wife. I have a healthy sexual 
appetite and do not plan to slow down by getting married again. My 
motto became GET IT WHEN YOU CAN GET IT. I love to lie cuddled up 
with a man but marriage is not for me. It was a choice made for me long 
time ago." as she said this, her smile turned into a frown.

We talked about several things as she led the way through the swamp. 
She pointed out the difference in fauna and showed me several things 
that could be eaten safely. I found out that she had been gone from the 
swamp for over twenty years, although I found that difficult to believe. 
She didn't look much over twenty so she had to be kid when she left, 
but she knows too much about these different waterways and 
vegetation.

She paused in her paddling and said "In the middle of that bog is one of 
the natural springs that feed this swamp. The water is very clear and 
pure. The old Indian legends call it Pax, which loosely translates to 
peaceful water in our language. I do not know when I will pass this way 
again and would like to swim in it. Would you like to join me?"

"Yes, lead the way. But the word Pax is Latin meaning peace. How did 
the old Indians get a Latin name?" I responded as she ducked under a 
very low hanging tree and eased her canoe into the thicket.

"What makes you think that the Spanish were here first? Remember 
that the legend of the Fountain of Youth is very well known by the 
people of India, Mongolia, and Turkey. They just couldn't accurately 
describe where it existed. It is just as plausible that early visitors to this 
land were from Denmark, China or Egypt, as to think that the Spanish 
were here first. We need to tie up the canoes and wade through the 
waist deep water until we get to Pax. And we won't need clothes where 
we are going. I will bring my hunting knife and flashlight." she said as 
she pulled off her T-shirt.

I watched as she unfastened her shorts and slid out of her moccasins. 
She stepped out onto a cypress knee and dropped easily into the waist 
deep water. Her long shinny black hair was flowing around her 
shoulders and barely covering her shapely breasts. I would have 
followed her into a snake den at that moment. She watched as I pulled 
off my shirt and untied my boots. I felt just a little embarrassment as I 
came out of my shorts because I was afraid that she would see my mild 
erection so I tried to hide it as I went straight into the water.

When I was in the water, she turned and led the way through the bog 
"Stay close to me so I can caution you about the snakes." she warned.

I followed about three feet behind her as she twisted and turned her 
way around the tree. A couple of times, I wished that I had better sense 
than to follow a naked Indian through a waist deep swamp with a knife 
in her hand. But looking at her smooth naked back, I knew that I would 
have done anything that she wanted.

She came to a clearing about ten feet in diameter. The water was clearer 
than the rest of the swampwater. She said "This is it. The water comes 
from a very deep underground stream and is crystal clear as you go 
deeper. This whole swamp has a series of underground caves. We are 
going to go down about twenty feet and then cut back to our right. There 
is a cave ledge and within the cave is a air bubble. You have to hold 
your breath for about thirty seconds. Are you coming with me or waiting 
here?"

"No damn way am I going to sit with my ass in this water waiting for 
something to sneak up on me. I will take my chances with you." I said.

"I thought so. I will make sure that you enjoy this. Come." as she dived 
into the pool.

I went immediately behind her and opened my eyes in the clear water. 
She was swimming with powerful strokes and I had to push hard to 
keep up with her. I followed her almost straight down and saw the ledge 
overhang. I followed her into the narrow cave opening and back about 
15 feet into a slightly larger chamber where there was an air bubble 
between the water level and the rock cave top. She had her flashlight 
turned on and shining up so I could clearly see the rock walls.

"Agh. I almost didn't make it. There is no way to turn around in that 
narrow passage. How did you know this was here?" I panted as I 
recovered my breath.

"This is an old Indian legend and there are some truths in the legends. 
We can't stay here long because we will quickly use up the little air. We 
are going to continue deeper and further back into a larger cave. Are 
you still coming?" she asked with a big smile knowing that I had no 
choice.

Then she dived. I dived again and followed her through a narrow 
twisting passage. I could faintly see the passage and follow her through 
the deepening waterway. When we surfaced this time, there was a 
narrow ledge in the slightly larger cave. I was standing on the cave floor 
with the water level about belly button deep and she was at the shallow 
end where the water was just above her knees.

She put her knife on the ledge and said "We have enough air in here for 
about two hours. Then it will take three months for the air to re-fresh 
itself. Welcome to Pax. I asked you here for several reasons. First, I 
wanted to see how much courage you have. I know that you are very 
terrified of snakes and it took a lot of courage to follow me through that 
dark swamp. Second, I sense that you are very honest and caring. I will 
explain later why that is important to me. Third, this is a sacred place of 
the old ones and is often used in ceremonies. Have you ever made love 
in a cave? Or in the water? How about in a underwater cave in the 
water? How about in a ceremonial cave?"

It seemed that something was having an effect on her. Her nipples had 
become large and swollen, like a pair of plump, ripened cherries. My 
eyes boldly traced her chest, past the flat expanse of her tummy, and 
came to rest between her thighs that could be seen plainly in the clear 
water. I yearned for the moment when I could touch and indulge myself 
in their excitement. Her hands' rose to fondle them, pinching and 
squeezing the swollen nipples until they were dark pink and ready to 
explode. She began to twist and pull, using such force that I'd have 
thought she must be hurting herself had I not seen the look of ecstasy 
on her face. Then she cupped the pointed mounds and each swollen 
bud was a dollar-sized space capsule with a fat thumb-sized protrusion 
a full half inch long.

She leaned back against the wall and her dark pussy hair came into 
view. And then I saw her pink lips. They bulged out, moist and swollen. 
With her middle and index fingers paralleled to her young slit, she 
spread herself, revealing open, flowered inner lips. She held the lips 
apart with one hand while her other hand came down to toy and rub her 
clit. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets from the sheer pleasure she 
was administering to herself, and her clit extended from the knotted 
sheath of flesh like a sword. A finger disappeared between her slippery 
inner lips and reappeared covered with creamy excitement. The 
fragrance of her sex became thick in the air and she seductively moved 
her glistening finger to her own mouth. Her eyes rolled as she tasted 
herself and then she looked wildly at me eyes as the fingers returned to 
her waiting pussy and plunged in to the hilt. She gasped and began 
furiously to finger-fuck herself.

"Your breasts are beautiful!" I said as I moved to her so I could kiss and 
suck her huge nipples.

"And you have a nice erection." Her eyes stared at it.

She raised her lips to my lips and kissed me as she put her arms 
around my neck and lifted her body as she wrapped her legs around my 
hips. Her hard, firm breasts pressed heavily against my chest. After a 
long, slow, delicious kiss, she asked "I was getting a little turned on, 
watching you paddle. I want to make love to you, here in the water. How 
many times can you make me cum in two hours?"

As I moved my hand down her firm, tight stomach, she moved her hand 
so that my fingers could enter her pussy. Her tight pussy yielded at 
each thrust and my knuckles touched the tender labia causing her to 
jerk with pleasure. Lubricant poured forth so abundant that it matted 
her hair and began to run down her legs.

I pushed one finger home and rolled my knuckles against her engorged 
pussy while my other hand furiously rubbed her clit. She moaned 
loudly as her ass rose from the wall and then her thigh muscles began 
to ripple. Her body thrashed in orgasm. Despite the fact that her hole 
was plugged with my finger, I saw it pulsate around them and gush an 
abundance of cream. It was too much for any man to bare.

Her weight was suspended around my waist and neck. My tongue 
entered her mouth and tried to tie a knot with her tongue as her pubic 
hair scratched my belly. Her tongue darted into my mouth and we 
tongue-fucked for several minutes. I had a very hard erection and she 
used one of her hands to rub my erection against her vagina and ass. I 
pressed her back against the wall and cupped my hands under her ass 
as I pressed against her. Her nipples were pressed against my face and 
the heat of her bush burned my belly. My hands fondled her ass while I 
kissed and licked every inch of her breasts. When I started to suck her 
nipples, she began to moan and feed them to me. My hands slid up her 
back and she settled her pussy against my erection. She used her 
groove like a slot and pinioned it up and down the length of my 
straining cock. Her cream began to ooze and bathe us in thick, syrupy 
lubricant. Every now and then her vaginal opening slid over the cap and 
engulfed it in a fiery grasp. I thrust up for more but the opening always 
wriggled away.

She guided my hard cock into her warm, wet pussy and I thrust against 
her as she bounced up and down on my stiff rod. A couple of times, I 
lost my balance and we went under water temporary , but my cock 
never left her pussy. It was almost as if she was holding onto me with 
her vagina muscles. I don't know how long we went after it, but when I 
finally filled her with my overdue cum, she whispered in my ears 
"Seven. Seven times. Seven wonderful times. And we still have some 
time left. We didn't use the full two hours."

She slid off of me and looked at me in the faint light. Then she 
whispered "The clear waters of the Pax spring are used in our 
ceremonies. They enable us to see the truth and to see some of the 
future. When I came back to the Everglades, I did not plan to invoke the 
ceremony. Then I met you and something about you felt right. I brought 
you here to see who you really are. You are honest. You care. I select 
you to be my brother. To become one with me and my brothers. To 
protect and serve our traditions. To become an old one. To replace my 
dying brother someday in his role as Ashad. I invite you to change your 
life forever and to join us. As an old one. Will you let me present you to 
the Council of Old Ones?"

"I know nothing about your customs. What is Ashad?" I asked.

"I must have the Council's permission before I tell you more. In three 
days, when I join my brothers, I would like to introduce you to them. If 
they like you then, I can tell you everything. If not, then we would have 
had a wonderful fucking time. Would you like to keep me warm at night 
for the rest of the week?" she said as she played with my semi-hard 
cock.

Chapter 2 - Meeting the Council Members

You know what my answer was. We fucked one more time and then left 
the cave because the air was getting very stale. When we came out of 
the spring, it was almost dark and we walked in the dark waist deep 
water back to our canoes.

I wasn't too happy about wading through the water at night because 
gators are most active at night. "Why don't we find a big cypress knee 
and wait until sunrise?" I asked as I almost tripped over a unseen root.

"Nothing is going to bother us. I have spent a lot of years roaming this 
swamp and know it quite well. And if anything is going to eat me, it is 
going to be you. Did I tell you that I have a very horny body that needs a 
lot of sex?" she said as she continued walking.

After that statement, I would have followed her through a den of 
rattlesnakes.

We got to the canoes and she led the way through the brush covered 
bogs until she came to a little island. We beached the canoes, built a 
little fire, and cooked a light supper. Then we laid curled in each other's 
arms, naked, exploring each other's body. She was right. She has a very 
horny body. Thank god for miracles.

That next morning, she convinced me to go native. Neither one of us 
wore any clothes. We put all of the gear into one canoe and pulled it 
behind us. As we paddled, she taught me how to identify different birds 
from the sound and sighting. And more vegetation.

We were drifting lazy in a sluggish current and not paddling. We were 
lying in my canoe and she was laying on top of me. She began to kiss 
down my chest and stopped to suck on my nipples. Her tongue probed 
my belly button then descended to my erection. She kissed and nibbled 
up and down its length while her hands stroked it. Then she took my 
knob into her mouth. When her tongue swirled around the cap I 
cupped her head. She made a gurgling sound as her mouth came down, 
taking me deep into her throat. I moaned with pleasure as she 
consumed my whole cock with a passion. Her head moved up and 
down, faster and faster, and I knew I would come soon. I warned her, 
but she sucked even harder until finally I could delay no longer. I 
exploded in her mouth and she continued to suck me while my cum 
filled her mouth. She even managed to swallow most of it before she 
moved her mouth away. I rose up on my elbows to watch her lick my 
spent cock clean. It turned me on so much that I was hard again before 
she was finished.

"It's my turn!" I said as I pushed her onto her back.

"Oh god, just don't turn the canoe over. I can't wait." She spread her 
legs wide open.

I looked at her dark pussy for a glorious moment, a beautiful sight, 
covered with syrupy cream and opened for me. I poked a finger into the 
tight hole, then removed the glistening digit and lifted it to my lips. She 
intercepted my hand and pulled the finger to her own mouth to taste 
her own juices. It turned me on.

After she sucked my finger clean I plugged it back into her oozing hole. I 
leaned forward and sucked her clit while I thrust my finger in and out. 
She moaned and her hands came down to my head as she pulled me to 
her roughly. Her tight cunt pulsated around my finger and I guessed 
she must be coming. I blindly moved the finger up to her waiting mouth 
and rammed my tongue deep into her pussy. She licked and sucked her 
come from my fingers while I drank the nectar straight from her hole. It 
was delicious!

I tongued her pussy until the orgasm had passed, then kissed up the 
muscular belly to her breasts. I stopped to suck on her nipples amazed 
at how hard they remained. I finally reached her mouth and we kissed 
wetly. While our tongues became a single mouth, I thrust my erection 
against her slippery slit. I knew it was time when her hand wormed in 
between us. She guided my cock to her pussy and it slipped into her 
hot, tight hole.

"Fuck me, Jeff. Did I tell you that you make me even more hornier than 
I am normally?" Serena moaned as she dropped a hand to the inside of 
her knee. Tantalizingly, slowly, she slid her fingers up her long smooth 
thigh until they grazed her drenched labia. She touched her breasts 
with her other hand, fingertips stroking slowly across uptilted nipples. 
She licked her lips delicately, then smiled. Her fingers were tracing the 
length of her pussy lips and sporadically disappearing between them. I 
wanted her under me and I wanted my cock to be her fingers. She 
cupped her tits and aimed the proud pink nipples at me.

Deliberately, slowly, I lowered my aching cock down into her hot, wet 
pussy until my groin was firmly pressed against her pubic arch. She 
squeezed triumphantly and we began to fuck. Wet sounds gurgled from 
Serena's pussy but I didn't care, just kept moving my cock in and out.

"Mmmm. God, you have a nice cock. You feel so good and you make me 
so wet inside. You don't know how great it feels to have a hard cock 
banging away inside you. This is ten times better sex. You can't imagine 
how great this whopper feels inside me!"

Aflame with ardor I could not speak. She smiled and began to squeeze a 
rippling rhythm on my testicles. Pleasure caused me to fuck with long 
deep thrusts. Her hot little hole was moving with me and her tilted hips 
matched me thrust for thrust.

"Oh mmmmm, Jeff, I'm gonna cum!" Serena groaned and I froze, sure 
that any further motion would send me over the edge, too. I pumped my 
cock within the orgasmic grasp of her pussy. She jerked up and down, 
twisting furiously. My cock sloshed in and out until suddenly the first 
squirt splashed into the depths of her vagina. I moaned and slammed 
home with what I knew would be an enormous load. She giggled and 
continued to milk my balls until they were spent.

"Now it's time for the best part." Serena spoke in a teasing voice. She 
rolled me onto my back. Her cum filled pussy came down on my mouth. 
I knew what cum looked like, and felt like, but I wasn't sure I was ready 
for a load of my cum flowing into my mouth from a pussy!

It was hot but delicious! I opened my mouth wide and implored Serena 
to drain her pussy and fill me. What I couldn't swallow dripped from my 
lips.

My tongue was still slimy from the excess when she got off my face and 
pulled my mouth to hers for a kiss that opened my eyes. Her tongue 
worked into my mouth, and she was actually sucking my come out! Her 
hand grasped my cock, stroking it roughly, and her bare tits were 
irresistible melons wriggling over my chest.

"That was great. Don't know how we kept from turning the canoe over. 
You can't imagine what it is like to feel the sexual pleasure that only a 
woman can experience. I love my body and it's sexual appetite, but 
sometimes I just can't get enough. We just had a hell of a good fucking 
and my body is demanding more." she panted as she stroked her pussy. 
It was obvious that she found the view arousing as hell. Despite the big 
orgasm she had all over and around my cock, her pussy was beginning 
to glow again. The more she rubbed herself, the hornier and wetter she 
became.

We did turn the canoe over this time. But the water was shallow enough 
so that I could stand flatfooted while she pumped up and down on me.

When we finished, the canoe was not seen anywhere. It had drifted out 
of sight. We swam downstream and found them caught up in some low 
handing vines.

The next two days and nights were the same. We would paddle two or 
three strokes and then fuck for two or three hundred strokes. I almost 
maintained a permanent erection.

The fourth morning, she reminded me that she had to meet her brothers 
and she wanted me to come with her. We paddled for about half the 
day, stopping only once to enjoy each other's body and to put our 
clothes back on.

About three in the afternoon, we came to an inlet with some cabins, a 
little swimming beach, and some tied-up boats. We pulled our canoes 
up on the shore and someone called from the biggest cabin "We are in 
here Serena."

We walked up the path to the cabin and entered. There were about six 
attractive women in the cabin. Four of them were clearly Indians, one 
was Black and one Asian woman. In the middle of the room, was a bed 
with an elderly Indian woman propped up.

"Welcome Serena, we have missed you and are glad that you were able 
to come. Please pardon me but I can't get out of bed. Who is your 
handsome friend?" said the elderly woman as she smiled at me.

"This is Jeff Daniels. I would like to propose him for membership into 
the council. Jeff, this is my .... my oldest living relative, Alice." she said 
as she kissed the woman on the cheek.

"Jeff, you should be honored. Very few people are ever proposed for 
membership into the Council and for Serena to propose you, is even 
more of an honor. I regret that because of my illness, I cannot show you 
the courtesy that I would like to offer you; nor spend much time with 
you because we have some business to take care of. Carol, would you 
escort Jeff to cabin 5 and help him put away his camping gear while 
Serena and I catch up on some business that we need to discuss. I have 
some things that I have to make sure that they are taken care of." she 
responded. The black woman got up, and put her arm around my waist 
to lead me.

"Sure, Alice. Jeff, let's go put your gear up and spread out your wet 
clothes. How long has it been since you had a hot shower?" she asked 
as she gestured toward the door.

I looked at Serena and she smiled as she said "Go ahead Jeff. And 
remember my motto works for you also."

I paused and looked at her but she had already turned back to Alice 
and they were talking in a very low voice. She had told me a couple of 
days ago that her motto was to get it while you can. But what did that 
mean? I let Carol lead me over to one of the cabins as she quizzed me. 
How long has I known Serena? Where am I from? Have I ever been 
married? What high school did I go to? What do I like to eat? Have I ever 
been overseas? What are my hobbies? Where do I work? She didn't 
follow the usual flow of questions but jumped around as if she was 
trying to get me to think about different parts of my life. By the time that 
we got my gear up to the cabin and she had showed me the shower 
facilities, she had asked about fifty different questions about my life.

She said that she was going to go check on dinner and for me to get 
cleaned up. I dug out my shaving gear, some clean clothes and took my 
dirty clothes with me. In the shower house, I put my dirty clothes in the 
washing machine and striped down after wrapping a towel around my 
waist. I shaved and entered the shower stall. It was dark in there 
because the light was burned out.

I loved the feeling of the hot water stream pounding against my skin. 
After a few moments of luxuriating, I reached for the shampoo. I put 
some in my hair and worked up a good lather. The soap ran down into 
my eyes, and if I opened them, it hurt like hell.

I heard a click and cool air swish across my wet body. Somebody had 
opened the door. The door closed and I felt something brush against me. 
I wasn't alone in here. I started to turn around but the course pubic 
hair rubbing against my ass and the nipples brushing my back felt 
mighty good.

"Serena?" I asked but a finger to my lips silenced me. I tried to open my 
eyes and look but the soap made them sting too bad.

Her hands began to soap my back. I turned around and my hands 
encountered large breasts, wet and slick with soap. They were not 
Serena's breasts. I had sucked on them enough over the last several 
days to have memorized them. These breasts were larger and were just 
at firm, but they were definitely not Serena's.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Serena is not the only horny woman around here. Have you ever been 
with a black woman before?" she said and I recognized Carol's voice.

"Yes, but it was a long time ago." I said as I pulled her body against 
mine.

"It wasn't so long ago. You were in the Army. You and your buddy 
picked up a prostitute. She had large sagging tits and her box was very 
loose, even though she was a relatively young woman. You worried for 
days that you would catch the clap, didn't you?" she asked with a giggle.

"Yes, I did, but how did you know that?" I asked amazed that she knew 
that about me. I had almost forgot about it, it had been so long ago.

"I know more about you than you think. My job is to learn everything 
about you that I can. I know that one of your childhood fantasy's was to 
make love in a dark shower so I unscrewed the light bulb while you 
were going through your pack. But enough of that for now, I want you. I 
want to fill you inside me. I want to feel your wet chest slide against my 
wet breasts. I want to make love to you and to get out of here before the 
hot water is all gone." she said as she continued rubbing soap all over 
me. I fumbled for another bar and returned the favor. She was right. I 
had some childhood fantasies about doing this but how did she know? I 
quit wondering about how as my hands wandered over her wonderful 
body. She was young, beautiful, and had quite a firm figure. My hands 
explored every curve of her body. She didn't shy away, and welcomed 
any thing that I wanted to do.

The only sound in the shower stall was the hiss of the water jet and faint 
but heavy breathing. Her hands were very skillful. I was quite aroused 
and she moved down to my hips with her soap. Several times I almost 
climaxed, but each time she backed off just in time, prolonging the 
experience. She knew exactly what she was doing.

Then she put the bar away and rubbed her whole body against my 
body. The wet, slippery sensation was almost too much to resist. 
Suddenly she raised up and the next thing I knew I was inside her. We 
wrapped arms around each other and slowly writhed together standing 
under the hot stream pouring down on us. Except for her whimpering, 
she didn't make a sound. I climaxed in a huge spasm as she started 
climaxing and screaming. I didn't care that her screams could be heard 
all over the island. And that everyone would know what we were doing.

We stood there in the shower, panting and trying to recover. I was still 
buried deep inside her and she whispered "Don't say a word and just 
concentrate on how nice your cock feels in my warm wet pussy. I am 
going to say some phrases and I just want you to listen to the word and 
relax. Let me do all of the work."

And I felt her vagina muscles start squeezing my semi-hard cock as she 
whispered "Love. Sex. Money. Religion. Family. Woman. Man. Job. 
Death. Honor. Trust. Preserve. Word. Military. Fear. Desire. Eat. 
Children. School." and she kept going on saying different words, leaving 
about a three second pause between each word. I was doing what she 
wanted. My attention was focused entirely on the wonderful sensations 
that her constricting vagina muscles were momentary enjoying. She 
could play these word games with me all day because I was really 
enjoying myself.

After a couple of minutes, I was doing a slow hump as she rode me, with 
her back braced against the wall as she moaned and continued "High 
school girlfriend. First fuck. Oh, god, yes, like that. Pets. Favorite 
clothes. Pet peeves. The first time that you masturbated. Bisexual 
experiences. Favorite color. Oh, god, Jeff, you are going to make me 
scream myself hoarse in a minute. Ice cream. Your mother's death." and 
she went on with this nonsense list as I pumped her.

Then the water turned cold. We had ran out of hot water. It only took a 
couple of moments for us to get out of the shower and for me to carry 
her to the bench where we continued fucking. And she screamed and 
beat on my chest as we climaxed. Again, we came together.

She separated from me after a couple of minutes and said "We used up 
all of the hot water. Remind me to tell Alice that we need a bigger hot 
water tank." as she got up and commenced to put her clothes back on.

"Why did you ask me all those weird words?" I questioned as I dressed.

"I don't normally tell anyone this, but tomorrow, you will know 
everything about us. So it won't hurt to tell the truth. I can sense things. 
When I say something, it causes you to think about it momentary and I 
can sense what you are thinking. I got quite a complex image of you 
from saying those seeming random words. Although Serena wants you 
to join us, Alice wants to make sure that you are qualified and capable 
of joining us. So you might say that I was checking you out, to see who 
you are and to see who you could become. I am going to concur with 
Serena's request and recommend that you be permitted to join the 
council." she responded as she opened the door.

"Wait, tell me about this Council." I said as I followed her outside.

"No, that is Serena and Alice's responsibility. You will know everything 
tonight. And don't worry. You are perfect for us. I look forward to you 
being my brother." and she laughed as she marched back to the main 
cabin.

I returned to the cabin and laid down on the cot to think about 
everything that occurred on this trip. What did they have planned for 
me? What is going on around here.

I was still thinking about what to do, when I went to sleep. Exhausted 
from my afternoon with Carol.

Chapter 3 - The Invitation

"Jeff, wake up." said a distant voice as I was pulled back into the real 
world from my dreams.

"Come on, Jeff. Wake up. Alice is ready for you." said Serena.

I finally got my eyes open and saw Serena standing at the end of the 
bed. I looked around and could see that it was night outside.

"How long have I been asleep?" I asked groggily.

"About three hours. Carol must have really drained your energy level." 
she laughed with a big smile.

I didn't say anything. I just got up and motioned her to lead on. She 
took me by the hand and talked to me as we walked the short distance 
to the main cabin.

"Hello Jeff, I hoped that you slept comfortably after your shower with 
Carol. It sounded like you found some common interests with her. I 
started to come over once and see if you were interested in a menage de 
trois. But with all this young pussy floating around here, I knew that it 
would be a long time before you would even consider letting me give you 
a blow job. Such is one of the penalties of growing old and looking old. 
But enough of that. Time is growing real short for me. We have an 
invitation for you. Please sit down." said Alice, still laying in her bed.

I entered the room and saw that it was empty except for the three of us. 
I was still half asleep and didn't feel too vocal, so I just nodded and sat 
down.

"How familiar are you with the legend of the Fountain of Youth?" 
inquired Alice.

"Just what I remember from school history. Ponce de Leon thought that 
the Fountain was more than a legend and that it existed in Florida. Then 
he spent several years searching for it." I replied.

"Correct. The legend of the Fountain of Youth is associated with the 
exploration of America in our time. Explorers prior to de Leon placed the 
spring somewhere in India. All of the legends have the same basic facts. 
A spring that gives eternal youth. The legend was known throughout 
Europe in the Middle Ages. It apparently originated in northern India 
and was brought to Europe by travelers and merchants as early as the 
7th century AD. There are references to it in early Hindu writings. In the 
myths of ancient Greece and Rome there was no Fountain of Youth 
within the reach of people on Earth, but there was a spring of 
immortality in the spirit world. The Fountain of Youth in time became 
confused with a Semitic legend of a River of Immortal Life, to be found in 
paradise. Alexander the Great was said to have searched for the River of 
Immortality in India. Ponce de Leon had established a colony in Puerto 
Rico, in the West Indies. When he was told by the Indians of a 
miraculous spring in a northern region called Bimini, he thought it 
must be the Fountain of Youth. In his search for the fountain he 
discovered the Bahamas and Florida. He was very ruthless in his search 
and wasted many native Indian villages trying to force someone to take 
him there. But he never found the spring." she turned so that she could 
recline a little more comfortably.

"He listened to so many repeats of the legend that he assumed it had to 
be true. He even questioned individuals that were supposed to have 
benefited from the spring. But he could never convince anyone to 
provide positive proof. Even if his questioning resulted in the death of 
the person being examined. There was wholesale destruction of 
complete villages and tribes to convince everyone to assist him. Finally, 
an arrow found a weak spot in his armor and pierced his lung. He 
returned to Puerto Rico and died, still convinced that the fountain 
existed. And he was right. It does exist, but does not possess the powers 
that he thought it did. Most legends are based upon some real facts. 
There is a Fountain of Youth and we know where it is. All of the women 
that you see on this island are members of the Council of Old Ones and 
have enjoyed the benefits of the spring. Serena has proposed you for 
membership and Carol concurs that you would be a welcome addition to 
our small group. Therefore, with the permission of the other members, I 
have been authorized to discuss the fountain with you and to extend an 
invitation to join us." she said, looking me squarely in the eyes.

Before I could say anything, she continued "The benefits are not for 
everyone. A lot of people visited the spring and slept in the waters. Some 
people benefited from it. A lot of people did not and caused problems 
that were extremely disastrous. A Council of Old Ones was established 
to control access to the spring and to monitor how the powers of the 
spring were used. Over the years, the number of people benefiting from 
the spring dropped. The Council decided that it's power was not 
appropriate for the masses and limited it's access to about thirty people. 
We have twenty seven now and my death sometime this year will drop 
us to twenty six. I had called this council to request permission to seek 
three new recruits. Serena discovered you in the swamp and thought 
that you were a good candidate. Carol, has a unique power to sense 
things about people. She can say a word and get thought and memory 
patterns about the person. She does find you attractive and would have 
had sex with you willingly, but today's episodes were required 
examination of you by the Council. She reported that your mental 
processes are very solid, that you have a strong honest character, and 
that you are dependable. She seconded your recommendation. 
Therefore, by unanimous decision by the Council, I can issue an 
invitation to you to join us."

She started coughing and gave me a chance to think while Serena got 
her a glass of water. So that was why Carol kept saying those weird 
combinations of words and asking off-the-wall questions.

"Thank you. Over the years I have watched many people die and now 
that it is my turn, I plan to accept my fate with as much dignity as I 
can. Where were we? Ah, yes. The Council has to strictly control the 
fountain. Sometimes, the fountain gives extra powers, such as the 
power that Carol has. When that occurs, we have to make sure that the 
person with the power is capable of correctly using it's power. Some of 
our members were not able to handle the extra life and caused 
problems. They wandered all over the world telling about the fountain 
and the legend began in several countries. Then as happens to all 
legends, the legend changed over the years until it's present version. 
Now, you should know that the powers of the fountain are limited. There 
is no Fountain of Youth. It is the Aroid de Fountain in our language. It 
does not turn anyone into a younger version of themselves. And you will 
eventually die, as you can see by my personal example. It's real powers 
are quite different. Now before I go any further and tell you more, I have 
to know if you are going to accept our invitation and join us. If you 
decline, then I will stop my story here and you will continue your life as 
if we never existed. If you accept, I will continue and we will take you to 
the Fountain tomorrow. You will give up your life as you know it now 
and become one of us." she said as she paused for my answer.

"I don't know what to say. I have never considered anything like this 
and don't have an prepared answer." I looked at Serena.

"Jeff, I know how confusing this can be. I remember when I was 
provided this chance and had to quickly made a decision. I made it and 
have never regretted it. And it does work. Jeff, I was raped by one of de 
Leon's soldiers. I worked as a slave at Jefferson's plantation. I tanned 
buffalo hides for William Cody. I lived as a princess in Africa for twenty 
years. I am almost six hundred years old. I have some bad memories of 
loved ones dying that were normal mortals but I have never regretted 
my decision. You have nothing to lose but death within the next sixty 
years." she said quietly.

I have been fucking a six hundred year old woman. No way. This can't 
be real. However, if it is, then I am passing up the chance in a lifetime. I 
thought about everything that I knew about this and all of the possible 
problems for about two minutes. Neither Serena nor Alice said a word 
while I thought. Then I said "I accept."

Alice smiled and Serena gave me a big hug. When Serena released me, 
Alice continued "The fountain does not provide immortality. It is possible 
to be killed. However, wounds that will kill mortals can be survived. It 
will take a very damaging wound before you die. Our bodies have a 
tremendous healing capability. We can re-grow a leg or arm in about 
two years. Our skin rejuvenates and removes any scars. I remember 
when Serena was raped by that Spanish soldier. He rapped her while 
his compadres held her. Then he stabbed her with his knife and left her 
bleeding to what he thought was sure death. Six weeks later, a healed 
Serena cut his throat and watched him die as he tried to figure out how 
she was still alive. Cathy, the Indian that was cooking when you arrived, 
lost most of her leg to a gator about seven years ago. If she had lost the 
lower half of her body, then she might have died, but it takes a severe 
injury before death becomes a reality. So body rejuvenation from most 
wounds is a power that you will have. I suggest that you don't test it to 
see how far you can push your rejuvenation."

She took a sip of water and proceeded "And you will eventually die. I am 
about nine hundred years old. The fountain will give you the youth and 
body of a person that is about twenty to twenty three years old. You can 
eat all of the food that you want or not eat food and remain looking the 
same. It is impossible to get fat and to die from starvation. So your 
clothes will always fit you. Over the years your age will remain constant 
and then one day, age will suddenly start taking a toll on you. You will 
look in a mirror one day and see that you are starting to age. When that 
occurs, you will age fast. About three years ago, I was just as young 
looking and active as my fellow members. Within three short years, I 
aged fifty years. I expect to die within the next month and accept my 
long deferred inevitable result. My demise requires that the Council 
appoint a new leader and to fill the missing positions. So you will die 
someday, but not for at least six hundred to one thousand years from 
now."

"Your body can withstand other punishment that would destroy normal 
bodies. You will feel heat and cold but they cannot destroy you. You 
could hike naked to the top of Mount Everest or across the Sahara 
Desert without damaging your body. I have journeyed around the world 
six different times. The first time took me almost three hundred years. I 
walked across ice flows and swam in icy ocean water until I reached 
what is now known as Asia. I traveled through Africa and Asia and saw 
my older sister in India. She is the reason that the legend focused on 
India for so many years. I traveled with Vikings who were eager to have 
a guide take them across the Atlantic to America. But enough of my 
story for now. You need to know what is in store for you. Serena, I am 
getting cold. Hand me that blanket, dear." she said.

After Serena placed the blanket on her, she continued "Sometimes the 
Fountain gives additional powers. Both Serena and Carol have the 
capability to feel and know what someone is thinking. Carol's power is a 
lot stronger. Did I tell you that she was a slave that escaped to the 
swamp prior to the Civil War? Get her to tell you about the affair that 
she had with Mark Twain. She is one of our newer members and her 
power is quite strong. She can actually feel memories of a person as 
they think about things. That is why, she asked you such seemingly 
unrelated questions, to get you to open that portion of your mind to her 
mental research. Roberta is able to project her thoughts. Only thing is 
that she can't direct it to just one person and everyone gets the same 
thought. And some of the others have almost as unique gifts. So you see 
why we control access. We don't know what, if anything extra, that you 
will be able to do. So we want to make sure that you are capable of 
using it wisely before we accept you as one of us. It is no fun to have to 
capture and kill a sister that is misusing her powers. Is it cold in here or 
is it just me?" she asked.

Serena lied and said "It is getting colder in here. Just relax, my loved 
one."

Alice briefly shut her eyes but she continued "Limited immorality. Body 
rejuvenation. X-power as we call the unknown potential. All of those 
wonderful capabilities. Serena, why don't you explain the initiation to 
our future brother."

Serena looked at Alice and I could see a glimmer of a tear form in her 
eyes as she thought about the sister that was getting closer to death. "I 
will take you to a cave. The cave is an underwater cave and there is a 
long swim in. But you can do it because I will be beside you. Then we 
will crawl through the cave to the chamber. In the chamber, we will 
have to do something that you will find very unpleasant at first. But it is 
necessary and I will defer those specifics until we get there. The end 
result is that your body will be injected with a starter serum. Then you 
will immerse your body in the Fountain. The serum and fountain will 
make you run a fever. You will sleep in the Fountain while I watch you. 
When you wake, you will be somewhat changed. I will help you return to 
our island, where you will rest for three days. Then we go back and do 
the same thing. When you wake that time, you will be greatly changed. 
We will return and you must relax for two weeks. Then we will return to 
the Fountain for the last time. When you wake that time, you will be the 
new you and one of us completely. No further treatment is necessary." 
she said.

"The treatment takes over two weeks. I don't think that I can take all of 
that time off." I said.

"Don't worry about it. You will become a full fledged member of the 
Council, sharing in all of our common resources. We are all multi-
millionaires several times over and don't have to worry about ever 
working a single day or doing anything that we don't want to do. You 
will be the new you and you will start your new life. We will assist you 
as you need us to help. And your old life no longer exists. You are no 
longer that person. You will adopt a new identity. Adopting the identity 
is always the most difficult transition. You see, when you finish the 
treatment, you are no longer a man. You will have a woman's body and 
a woman's desires." she said.

Chapter 4 - Thinking about the changes

A woman. I am going to get a sex change. Serena gave a mild laugh and 
continued "I knew that you would have a little difficulty with that 
concept, so I didn't discuss it until last. All of the Council members were 
born men. The treatment does not work with a natural woman. I was 
about thirty-five years old when I became a twenty three year old 
woman. The thing that helped me adapt the easiest, was that your body 
also becomes more sexually stimulated. I would never go back to being 
a man if I had to give up my sexual feelings and desires. I can't really 
describe the difference, but you will find it difficult to keep from 
becoming a prostitute for the first several years because you will want to 
experience sex almost every waking moment. And Alice didn't mention 
that you will also not have to worry about normal sickness nor disease. 
You can't catch or pass any disease and will never have allergy 
problems or colds again. Think about it this way. You are not the same 
person that you were five years ago or ten years ago. Every day of your 
current life, you change your looks, your attitude and the way that you 
react to things. It is just as easy to go from being a man to being a 
woman. The first couple of weeks, you will be a little confused and timid, 
thinking that everyone knows that you used to be a man. But as you 
can see from the rest of us, we don't look like men and we adapt a lot 
easier than you think. The main difference between men and women is 
their attitude. I used to be a warrior. I wanted to be a great war chief, 
and lead my people into a victory battle. I found it quite easy to go from 
a breechcloth to a dress, from being a great hunter to being a great 
cook, from being a good father to giving birth to my own children, from 
having sex with many women to sucking my man's cock."

"Damn, don't know about that cock sucking but you offer an interesting 
perspective of how easy it is to change your life. It may be worth it, just 
to get rid of my allergies. How do I become a woman? What will I look 
like?" I asked.

"The treatment is three steps. In the first treatment, you lose your facial 
and other masculine body hair. Your muscle tissue becomes softer and 
your body becomes smaller, more feminine. You will lose about thirty 
pounds of body mass. You develop some small breasts, small for a 
woman but big for a man. And your hips will spread a little. Your penis 
will shrink. But you are still more of a man than you are a woman. In 
the second treatment, you get more feminine. You lose another thirty 
pounds of body mass and size. Your voice changes, your hips spread, 
you lose more body mass, and your breasts go through more expansion. 
At this time, you appear to be a woman, but someone could easily 
recognize the masculine features and think that you are a man that has 
gone through a sexual surgical process with hormone treatments. You 
still have a penis, but it is about the size of a clitoris. You have a little 
vagina but it is not fully formed or capable of normal sex as a woman. 
Your face is softer and has become more feminine looking. The last 
treatment gives you the body that you will have for the rest of your life. 
Your breasts will greatly enlarge and firm up. Your nipples and areola 
will develop. Your penis is gone and your vagina is fully functional. You 
will have periods and can get pregnant. Your hips are normal woman 
hips. Your body mass is a normal woman's body mass. Most men lose 
about sixty to one hundred pounds and about three or four inches in 
height. We think that the final result is what you would have looked like, 
if you had been born a natural woman. When you finish the third 
treatment, you will have the same hair length that you have now, but 
that will quickly grow to a more feminine length if you desire. I kept my 
head shaved for about a year when I was in the Spanish prison." she 
said then she held up both of her hands.

"Look at my hands. They both look the same but there are some slight 
differences. When the palms are face up, then both thumbs are on the 
outside. They are mirror images of each other. When I first started using 
my hands, I started using one hand more than the other. I became right 
handed. There was nothing wrong with my left hand, but I preferred to 
use my right hand. After a little time, I did just about everything that 
required only one hand, with my right hand. I did use my left hand for 
some things, but the right hand was the dominant hand of choice. 
Everytime I learned a new skill, it was with my right hand because it 
seemed easier because it seemed to be easier to learn with my right, 
rather than with my left. There was nothing that I was doing with my 
right hand that I could not have done just as easy with my left hand, if I 
wanted to. And if learned how. Once I learned how, then my left hand 
did just as good a job as my right. Then some things became more 
natural for me to do with my left hand. It is the same with your natural 
sexual preferences. Everyone has a masculine and feminine side. When 
you were a baby, your parents wrapped you in a blue instead of a pink 
blanket. They bought you toy guns to play with instead of buying you 
toy dolls. They taught you to display your masculine characteristics and 
to hide your feminine characteristics. They enrolled you in boy sports at 
school because they wanted you to learn the boy sports. Your parents 
taught you to hide your feminine side and to strengthen your masculine 
side, because of peer pressure and because they were taught by their 
parents to do it this way. They could have taught you just as easy, to 
hide your masculine side and to emphasize your feminine side if your 
peers were doing the same thing. Look at all of the Scottish men that 
wear dresses but call them kilts to differentiate between women's and 
men's clothing. Your parents could have taught you just as easy to let 
your hair grow long, to color it, to wear lipstick, to wear eye make-up, 
yet still be a man. Peer pressure and your parents compliance with peer 
pressure are the only reasons that you dress, and act the way that you 
do now. When I and most of my brothers became a woman, we had a 
big cultural change to deal with. In our ages, women were clearly 
second class citizens. with no rights or privileges as compared to today's 
woman. We were the property of our men and they could sell us, beat 
us and in some cases, kill us with fear. Think how I felt going from being 
a strong warrior with a voice on the council that everyone listened to, to 
being someone that was only good enough to be a cook. My mind or 
memory had not changed. I could still make the same decisions but 
their concept of me was that I was not capable of doing anything but 
servitude to my man. But things have changed. Today's society permits 
feminine men and masculine women. Today's society permits a big 
former football star like Rosey Grier to have a needlepoint hobby. 
Today's society permits women to run in marathons, which was a 
forbidden sport forty years ago. Becoming a woman is a physical change 
and a mental change. The Fountain takes care of the physical change 
but you have to do the mental change. You have to learn a slightly 
different walk, so that your ass looks better to men. You have to learn to 
dress appropriately and wear make-up so that you are showing off your 
most appealing body areas. You have to learn to wash your own clothes 
and your man's clothes. You have to learn how to use your feminine 
side to accomplish what your masculine side wants. Aside from the 
physical change, being a woman is only an attitude adjustment. And 
looking at it from purely the physical side, being a woman is great. You 
will find that you feel better, more alive, and more in touch with who 
you really are. More alive except for the monthly curse. And the sex is 
the best for a woman. The first time that you experience a multiple 
orgasm, you will be convinced. What more can I say, except that this is 
a decision that only you can make." she said, pausing to wait for my 
response.

"It's a difficult decision because I have never been given the opportunity 
to think about it before. I know that once I go through with the 
treatment, that I cannot return to today's body. A lot of what you are 
saying make very good sense and my hesitation is based upon fear of 
the unknown more than disagreement with what you are saying. My life 
has been a good life, but I never felt satisfied or fulfilled. And you are 
offering me a chance to basically start over and to start a new life 
somewhere else every twenty years. And if I don't like the way things are 
going, I can take the suicide way out at any time." I replied as I looked 
into the burning fireplace fire, then I continued "I agree. I want to accept 
your invitation and to become one of your group. When do we start?".

"Tomorrow morning. Now let's go to bed. I want to see why you had 
Carol screaming at the top of her voice. And I want to make sure that 
you have a very memorable last night as a man." she replied as she 
stood up to leave the cabin.

I followed her back to the cabin. I think I got about three hours of sleep. 
Roberta joined us sometime in the morning and we made it a menage a 
trois.

Serena was asleep and I heard Roberta enter our cabin. She moved 
softly and kissed Serena on her mouth, waking her up. I watched as 
Roberta's tongue caressed hers, probing tenderly. They held each 
other's bodies and Roberta started licking her shoulder, neck and ear 
with her tongue. Serena sighed with excitement and held on to Roberta 
tight.

"Let's show Jeff how two much fun two women can have with each 
other. Jeff, I am going to establish a mental lock with you. Lay back on 
the floor and shut your eyes. As long as your eyes are shut, I can share 
what I am feeling and doing. I am going to let you experience everything 
that I experience. ", Roberta said with passion. I got up and laid on the 
floor.

As soon as I shut my eyes, everything changed. My body was tingling 
with excitement. I was in Roberta's body. In her mind, sharing her 
experiences, her feelings. I had no control over her body or movements 
and could just go along for the ride.

Serena set up in bed and Roberta sat on her lap facing her, her knees 
supporting her on the both sides of Serena's body. Her breasts were 
close to Serena's face, and she caressed them with her hands. Serena 
found Roberta's nipples and started massaging them. Roberta's ass was 
resting on thin air, and Serena moved her hands to support it. She 
gradually brought them closer to Roberta's pussy as Roberta moved her 
breasts for Serena to lick. God, what a sensation that was. I felt as if a 
real mouth was wrapped about my large boobs.

"Oh god", Roberta moaned as she put her hands to Serena's tits. Serena 
was now licking her shiny breasts one by one, burying her face between 
them and pulling her closer to her. "My pussy is tingling. You fucking 
gorgeous creature." she whispered.

Nothing on earth, and I mean nothing, could have prepared me for what 
I felt and experienced, hitchhiking on Roberta's thoughts. They licked 
and sucked at each other as though born for eating pussy. They rolled 
over on the bed so that Serena was on top, and they were kissing fiery 
kisses, their tongues licking each other's mouth. Roberta wrapped her 
legs around Serena's, thus securing the position. Their hot pussies were 
now very close, and Serena placed her right hand over her ass and 
reached for them from behind. She found her very own, caressed it for 
while, then pulled her hand back and brought it between them. As her 
hand reached Roberta's pussy they rolled sideways to give her more 
room to operate.

Serena rubbed her pussy lips with her fingers as she licked her swollen, 
wet breasts. "Yes", Roberta moaned as she inserted her finger inside 
her, examined her for a while, found her clitoris and concentrated in it. 
Roberta arched her back and stretched her feet as far as she could to 
intensify to feeling. She lay on her back with her eyes closed, letting 
Serena touch her where it felt best. Roberta was fingering herself with 
one hand, transmitting the sensation to me to increase my pleasure.

"Oooh", she yelled as the orgasm make its way through her hot body. 
Serena closed her eyes and became one with Roberta's mind, feeling the 
orgasm as personally as she did. Her own body, to which excitement 
was too much, responded by exploding into an orgasm of its own. They 
breathed heavily as they held tight into each other, prolonging the 
orgasm, feeling it, sharing it together.

Serena moved down to Roberta's breasts and started licking the nipples. 
They were large and looked really nice on her firm tits. Roberta yipped of 
excitement and then arched as she approached another climax. Serena 
moved her finger in circles around Roberta's clitoris. I felt how her 
asshole's muscles vibrated once, then again - the orgasm was coming 
again, this time with force. "Oh YYEEEEEEEEEESS!" I wanted to 
screamed as she came, Serena's fingers climaxing her, supporting her 
launch to orbit.

As soon as the orgasm had been enjoyed into the last drop, Roberta 
started eating her. First she licked Serena's pussy lips and the insides 
of her thighs, then she inserted her tongue into her pussy and started 
moving it back and forth, casually pointing it at Serena's clitoris. Serena 
writhed in ecstasy and moaned something incomprehensible. Roberta 
took her tongue out, lapped her wet pussy lips, then inserted it again. 
She repeated this several times, which almost drove Roberta into frenzy. 
Finally, when Serena's moans were so intense that they could mean 
only one thing, she rocked her tongue inside her. They both exploded 
again.

As they laid there, Serena said "Jeff, why don't you open your eyes and 
join us."

"I'd love that", I said, my eyes shining brightly.

In a moment I was lying naked on the bed.

Roberta started kissing me as she worked her fingers round and round 
the swollen proof of her talent. One last kiss on the mouth, and then she 
was going down my neck, onto my chest.

My nipples were as hard as hers. She licked them and sucked them, 
even bit them. It made me groan, but it was a good groan, full of 
pleasure. Her breasts were suddenly in my hands, as perfect as can be. 
The flesh was firm but slightly spongy, and my fingers rolled round and 
round her hard pointy nipples.

Roberta kept moving downward, and I knew she was going to take my 
cock into her mouth. Her lips hovered an inch above the precome-shiny 
helmet. Her lips ovaled and slid downward over my prick. I heard her 
groan slightly, but she didn't hesitate a second as she took me all the 
way into her throat. She was damn good.

Serena repositioned herself on the bed and sat on her knees so that her 
pussy was in my face. I buried my tongue deep into that warm, wet 
delicious spot.

I could feel Roberta as she gulped and gobbled, effortlessly fucking my 
engorged cock with her mouth and throat. Her tongue rapped me 
lewdly, and the hand on my balls beat rhythmic squeezes that sent me 
stabbing deeper into her bottomless throat.

About five minutes into this dual teaming, I howled as my balls erupted, 
and a river squirted up the long shaft of my dick. The tip was at the 
bottom of Roberta's throat, and she gulped my load as it poured into 
her. She swallowed my entire load.

Serena was panting hoarsely. I was still fondling her breasts and my 
tongue was firmly wrapped around her clit. The aroma of her arousal 
was very strong and made my head swam. A bubble emerged from 
between my lips, and slide down my chin.

"I want you now," she told me as she unstraddled me. Leaning forward, 
she slapped me in the face with pink-nippled breasts. I kissed the 
points with lips and tongue, sucking one into my mouth. Serena sighed 
and wiggled her pussy against my declining erection.

She wouldn't let my cock get soft. She kept pushing my semi-hard cock 
against her wet, warm vagina. After several moments of this wonderful 
sensation, it began to get hard again. Then she took me inside and 
indoctrinated me into the wonderful world of sustained sexual activity. 
She pumped my cock until my insides literally exploded into her and 
then I fell into the type of sleep that is obtained only after being utterly 
exhausted.

Chapter 5 - The first treatment

It seemed that I had just fell asleep when Serena woke me up "Jeff, we 
have the canoes ready and we should leave now."

I got up and through almost closed eyes could see that it was still dark 
outside. Serena continued "Carol, Robie, and Josie have gone ahead. 
They will meet us in about six hours but we have to paddle hard to get 
there."

I followed her out of the cabin, taking just long enough to pee, and then 
climbed into the front of the canoe. She wanted the back so she could 
steer.

It only took about five minutes of hard paddling for me to wake up. I 
asked "How is Alice today?"

"We expect her to die within the next week or two. When you get that 
aged, the end is not that far away. We are going to paddle like this until 
daybreak. Then I have to put a blindfold on you. You can still paddle, 
you just can't see where we are going. We have to do this for the 
protection of our secret. We discovered that new initiates have a 
tendency to get protective with loved ones and to try to share the secret 
with them. A loved one is not always a good candidate and usually 
resulted in trouble. So until we can completely trust your personal 
motives in two to three hundred years, we will keep the location secret 
from you." she said as she deftly guided us through the dark swamp.

"How long has this been going on?" I asked.

"You will become part of what we consider the eighth generation. It was 
about five thousand years ago that they started limiting access to the 
spring and established the Council and it's current configuration. Prior 
to that, we think that the secret of the Fountain was known over 
100,000 year ago. We also do not restrict the Fountain's use to our 
tribe. We share the secret with qualified people from all races. Carol was 
a run-away slave. After becoming Carol, she returned to the plantation 
and avenged her previous treatment. Get her to tell you that story 
sometime. Anh-Lee was a cook on a trading vessel and was left tied to a 
Cypress tree by his former shipmates in the early 1700's. Menkota was 
a witch doctor that was captured by slave hunters and carried away. 
Menkota returned to her former tribe and became the best wife of the 
Chief and born him many children, before she grew tired of being in the 
same small tribe. She left and did some traveling. She is now back in 
the same tribe and married to the current chief, who is her great-great-
great-grandson but does not know that he is related to her. He does not 
know about her previous life. Taka, who assisted me in my change, is 
now the owner of a large cattle ranch in the Andes. Hilda owns a bakery 
in Germany. She used to be one of Jack Kennedy's mistress and had to 
move on when he was elected President. People are getting too good at 
checking into personal histories and she was afraid that someone would 
discover that she hadn't aged in over three hundred years. Duck your 
head as we enter this narrow area." she instructed.

I did as she requested and asked "What about your story?"

"I was a Cherokee warrior with several wives and lived up in the area 
now known as Western North Carolina. I participated in a raid on 
another tribe and we captured several of their women. I selected Taka 
for myself and noticed that a minor wound that she received during the 
fight, quickly healed. Taka was getting ready to leave her current tribe 
because she had been there too long already and people were getting 
curious about her constant youth. I found out about her history from 
other captured women and decided to investigate. For three years, she 
was my wife. Then she slipped away one day while I was hunting. 
Tanoor, who was my best friend, came with me as I searched for her. I 
caught her in Northern Georgia. She was homesick and wanted to 
return to her swamps. Threats nor body harm did not phase her. I 
asked repeatedly about the powers that her former tribe had warned me 
about. Finally, she told us some of the things about the Fountain. 
Tanoor and I agreed that we would return her to her home, in return 
she must let us use the Fountain. She brought Tanoor and myself to the 
Fountain. Then she explained the real effects of the Fountain. Tanoor 
and I did not believe her. Because only one person at a time can take 
the treatment which takes about a month, I went first. I found out that 
she was completely correct and that I was a woman. Both Tanoor and I 
experimented with my bodies quick healing but we could not think of a 
way to determine if I was going to live for almost forever. Tanoor 
declined to take the change because he could not see himself living as a 
woman. And he enjoyed using my new woman body for his sexual relief. 
Although I still believed that I was a warrior, I greatly enjoyed the sexual 
sensations of being a woman and having a man make love to me. We 
decided to return to our tribe and I would be our tribe's first warrior 
woman. By the time that we traveled back to our village, I was pregnant 
with his child. I was introduced as his new wife. Shacota, the Cherokee 
warrior was dead. Tanoor's new wife became known as Shennordia, 
which I later converted to the English Serena. I went from being a tribal 
spokesman to a woman that only spoke when I was with my husband. I 
bore him five children. When the oldest was twenty and I looked the 
same as I did the first day that the tribe saw me, Tanoor and I told our 
story to the village council. They did not believe us and we slipped away 
in the middle of the night. Tanoor and I went west, leaving our children 
who could now take care of themselves. I wanted Tanoor to go south and 
to take the treatment, but he refused. He did not think it was a thing 
that a warrior would do. He loved me as a woman, as his wife, as his 
friend and he treated me good. But I was no longer his best friend, his 
warrior chief that he would listen to. I was a woman and had only the 
rights that a woman would have. We joined a tribe in the Ozarks and I 
bore him three more children. When he died, I left with my children and 
headed west. The oldest died in my arms in a snowstorm in the Rockies. 
My little girl died from a rattlesnake bite. I had five more children in the 
next twenty years. I left the Plains tribe that I was living with and 
headed south. I returned to the swamp and they accepted me for who I 
had become. I could live with the tribe and be accepted as one of the Old 
Ones that remain young. My grandson had grandchildren when the 
Spanish attacked us, looking for the Fountain. I was raped and left for 
dead because they thought I was a normal Indian cunt; little realizing 
that I was proof of the treasure that they hunted. When my wounds 
recovered so that I could move, I wandered through the remains of my 
burnt-out village, weeping at dead bodies that were my children or 
grandchildren. That day, I became the warrior woman that Tanoor and I 
had desired to be years ago. I followed the Spanish and picked them off 
one at a time. Twice more, they succeeded in almost killing me. Once I 
was bound head and foot, a pistol blew a hole in my head, and I was left 
for dead. The other time, they left me pinned to a tree with my spear 
piercing my body and holding me stuck to the tree. Each time, I would 
pick up the trail again when I healed and continue my mission. They left 
the country and I tried to follow them in a canoe. I knew nothing about 
ocean navigation and drifted for months, living off of fish that I speared 
and the moisture that I could suck from their bodies. I was rescued by a 
now deceased South American tribe and spent several years working my 
way back to Florida. I discovered how to have sex without getting 
pregnant every time and accepted my life. It is going to be sunrise 
shortly and I will have to blindfold you. Put this cloth around your eyes 
and hold still while I tie it." she instructed.

I did as requested. Then she continued "I am at peace now. I accept 
things and who I am. I do not regret a single day of my life as a woman 
and would not change anything about my decision. I just wish that I 
could have convinced Tanoor to accept the change. I still love him and 
think of him as my best friend. Lie down in the canoe and just relax. We 
should meet up with some of our sisters shortly and they will relieve me 
while I rest too."

"What will I look like?" I asked.

"People look different after visiting the Fountain. But everyone is 
beautiful, has an attractive face and looks very young. The major 
difference is in the body. Although everyone is slim and has an 
attractive young, athletic body, some are more feminine than others. 
Carol has big boobs and a big ass. Linda, who you have not met yet, 
also has big boobs and ass, but her body is sexier than Carols. Anh-Lee 
has nipples almost an inch long. Wyonna has small breasts. She has 
had two different implants but her body keeps rejecting them. She will 
be full-figured for about six months and then her body will shift a little 
and about two months later, she has a very painful bowel movement. 
The only thing that I can promise you, is that you will be attractive, 
compared to most women." she responded.

We paddled for another hour and then met Carol and Josie, who took 
turns replacing Serena paddling. Carol took Serena's place in our canoe 
and Serena went to sleep in Josie's canoe. I dozed on and off all day, 
enjoying the sun, and the lazy movement of the canoe in the water. After 
it turned dark, I was allowed to take my blindfold off and assist in 
paddling again. I couldn't see a single thing that was a reference point 
and didn't know where in the hell we were.

We pushed under a series of low branches. Carol and Josie got into the 
water and pulled our canoes through the boughs and branches. Then 
we came to a very small clearing where Robie was waiting on us.

"I have already taken several torches down there and will keep you 
supplied with torches. Good luck." said Robie, who was a very attractive 
blond.

Serena said "It is time. We cannot let you back out once you enter the 
water. We will do whatever we need to do, to get you to proceed. If you 
decline after this point, we cannot let you live to reveal our secret. If you 
do not want to proceed, just say so and we will return you to your car 
and you can go your way. But if you enter the water, you must abide by 
our rules and become one of us. What is your decision?"

"I will enter the water." I replied.

"Good. Now take off all of your clothes and get into the water." said 
Serena. While I undressed, she did the same. I was naked and she had 
on a small belt with a knife, flashlight and a pouch around her waist. 
When I finished undressing, I got into the water.

Serena said "When I tell you to take a deep breath, grab hold of my belt 
and hold on. I will go underwater and swim to a small ledge about 
twenty feet under water . When we get to the ledge, swim under it and 
through the narrow opening. We will swim through the very narrow 
opening for another twenty feet and then come into a very narrow 
channel where there is an air bubble. After we get our breath, we will do 
through another narrow channel to another air bubble. From there, we 
can breath as we wade and crawl through the cave. Ready?"

I nodded yes and she said "Deep breath. Now."

I took a deep breath and grabbed hold of her belt. She pulled me under 
water and with several quick powerful stokes brought us to the ledge. 
She pushed me into the ledge and I found the channel. She gave me 
some shoves to help me enter it quickly and we pulled, swam through 
the very narrow opening. My lungs were straining when we found the 
first air pocket. After getting several breaths, Serena entered another 
narrow underwater channel and I followed her down through the 
twisting water filled passage. When we emerged this time, she said "We 
will have air the rest of the way. We are about sixty feet underground 
and the air pressure is sufficient to maintain this air channel. Follow 
me."

I followed her. Through narrow crevices and over water-worn rocks to a 
large cave. Well, it seemed large after spending twenty minutes twisting 
and turning through areas that were typically the width and height of a 
coffin. This space was about the size of a small house. There were 
several torches, covered with rags and a pine tar piled up. Serena lit one 
and handed me the rest to carry as she proceeded to walk through the 
downward maze of narrow cave openings.

"How did your people discover this place? Being this far underground 
and having to swim through the opening is not something that just 
anyone would want to do." I asked.

"We used to have other entrances but changing water level over the 
years sealed them off. We are prepared to dig a tunnel if the water level 
increases anymore. Back in the pre-historic areas, this area was not 
under water and used to be series of caves. I can show you traces of 
saber-toothed tigers still remaining in here after all of these years."

I followed her for about half an hour. Then she stopped in a small cave 
and said "In the next cave is our destination. Remember that I told you 
that you would be injected with a starter serum. Well, I have to some 
other things to prepare you. Your body must be able to absorb the 
therapeutic water through as many openings as possible for the best 
result. I must take my knife and make several small cuts all over your 
body to break the skin. This is painful, but the pain will not last. And 
your body will heal completely within three days with no traces of the 
cuts that I must make. It will burn a little as I make the cuts, but I will 
do it as quickly as possible and will try to make as painless as I can."

I looked at her and nodded. She pulled her knife and held the blade so 
that her fingers acted as a depth gauge. Then she made a quick cut 
running down the length of outer thigh. I jumped a little with the first 
cut and then braced myself. Within two minutes she made about thirty 
different cuts on my legs, feet's, arms, back, chest, face. She was careful 
where she made the cuts so that no major veins were cut but I still a lot 
of blood oozing out. Then she said "You must trust me again. I must 
blindfold you and lead you into the next chamber. You must walk 
directly in front of me and do exactly as I say. My hands will be on your 
waist and I will not remove them until we remove the blindfold. Do not 
move any part of your body unless I tell you. No matter what happens, 
you must not move unless I give you very explicit direction."

I let her tie the blindfold and then followed her exact instructions as she 
told me which foot to lift and which direction to step. As we entered the 
other cavern, my stomach began tightening and I felt very large goose 
bumps as we entered this room. I carefully placed my foot where she 
told me to place it and slowly shifted my balance as I confirmed solid 
footing in the slime on the rocks. She directed me in a zig-zag direction 
and stopped me as she said "Keep your right foot on the ground but 
slide it forward about one foot when I tell you. Don't shift your weight 
and no matter what happens, don't jump. I will hold onto you. Now 
slowly slide your right foot forward."

I don't want to do this and hesitated. Then keeping my foot on the 
ground, I slowly slid it forward. Suddenly something hit my calf and a 
tremendous searing pain roared through my leg. Involuntary I tried to 
move, but whatever hit my leg was now buried deep into my leg and 
holding on and Serena was keeping the rest of my body held in place 
with her waist lock on me.

After what seemed like minutes, but was really only a couple of seconds, 
the whatever released my leg, but the burn was spreading throughout 
my upper leg and Serena pulled me back a little as she said "It's almost 
over. Take your blindfold off and we will walk to the Fountain."

I ripped my blindfold off and looked at my leg. Blood dripping through 
two big deep holds in my calf. About three feet in front of me was the 
biggest cottonmouth snake that I had ever seen in my life. I have been 
snake bit. A fucking snake. I hate snakes. I am afraid of snakes. And 
this monster just sunk it's fangs deep into my leg. No wonder that my 
leg is on fire. I am full of his poison.

Serena is supporting me and leading me away. "We knew that you 
would never get close to a snake, much less let one that big bite you. So 
we had to do it this way. The snake's venom acts as the starter for the 
Fountain. Now, hurry, let's get you into the water."

She half-dragged me because I had already lost control of my right side 
which was on fire. She pulled me over to a shallow pit just a little bit 
bigger than most bathtubs, which was full of some slimy goop and dark 
water. She didn't hesitate to drop me into it and push my head under 
water. I didn't have time or warning to take a deep breath and got a 
mouth full of what ever this shit was. After she held my head under for 
a couple of minutes, she pulled me up gasping for breath. "You must get 
the Fountain water into your system quickly. You see the snake bite is 
extremely poisonable and the water is needed to counteract it's effect. 
Drink some of it." she ordered.

I was too slow and she pushed my head back under and held me under 
to help me decide what to do. I drunk and came up with a mouthful of 
the shitty tasting water. My right side was paralyzed from the snakebite 
now and my left side was beginning to burn. In a couple of minutes, I 
would be completely paralyzed. I vaguely heard Serena said "Your old 
body must die so that your new body can be created. In a few seconds, 
you will lose control of your bodily functions and cannot move. Don't 
worry. Everyone of us has been through the same thing three times and 
we cannot warn anyone about what to expect the first time. I will remove 
you from the Fountain when it is time."

She said some more, but I couldn't hear her. I was puking into my bath 
water and my body was jerking as my other excrement's were also 
secreted into the same water. My head was burning now and a 
tremendous fire was burning within my brain.

Chapter 6 - Life after death

"Jeff, wake up. Talk to me Jeff." said a distant voice.

I opened my eyes slowly. My eyes were burning, my throat was parched, 
and I had a tremendous headache. But I was alive.

I looked at Serena and around the room. I was back in the other cave. 
She handed me a gourd of something to drink. I looked at it and she 
said "No more surprises. This is only water. Your body is dehydrated 
and you need to replenish your fluids. It has been three days since your 
snakebite. How do you feel?

"When I get stronger, I am going to see how immortal you really are 
because I plan to kill you." I said as I let her help me drink. I am weak. 
Very weak.

"I know the emotion. I had to keep you in the Fountain and force you to 
drink the combination of Fountain and your cast-off body wastes. After 
a day of soaking in the Fountain, I removed you and carried you here, 
while you slept and regained your strength. In a couple of hours, you 
will be strong enough to walk and we will walk back to the water exit. 
Our sisters will take us back to the cabin where you will rest for a week. 
Then we will return and go through the treatment without the blindfold. 
After that treatment, you must rest for two weeks before you take the 
final treatment." she said as she re-filled the gourd and handed it to me 
to drink some more.

I looked at my body and didn't see any changes. Except that my wounds 
were all healed and there were no traces of scars. I looked at my leg 
where the snake bit me and saw only a small almost dried scab. She 
kept forcing water on me and then helped me to my feet. I could stand 
but was dizzy and still having chills.

With her help, I made it back through the caves. It took over two hours 
to make the half hour journey because I had to stop and rest frequently. 
When we re-entered the water and reached the place where we would 
have to go under water, I let her pull me into the first chamber. After I 
recovered my breath, she also pulled me through the other chamber 
and out into the swamp. But I didn't have enough strength to swim and 
she had to drag me to the surface. Hands quickly pulled me into a 
canoe and wrapped me in a blanket as I passed out.

I woke up in bed with a blanket covering me. Serena was sitting at the 
foot of the bed and said "Welcome back to the land of the living. You 
have been sleeping for another day and should have most of your 
strength back now. Why don't you get up, take a shower and let's join 
our sisters for lunch."

I mumbled something as I got out of bed. She put a robe around me and 
we walked to the shower. My movements were a little clunky because I 
still felt drugged. I entered the shower room and stood in front of the 
mirror as I dropped the robe. I picked up the shaving cream and started 
to smear it on my face when I realized that I didn't see any stubble. I 
run my hand across my face and my face is just as smooth as possible. 
I have never had a shave this close before.

From behind me Serena says "You will never have to shave again. At 
least never shave your face. Your legs are a different matter."

I look in the mirror and I don't see any difference in my body except that 
it looks shorter and smaller. Then I look at my cock. It's still there 
except that I now have the cock and balls of a five year old boy. A small 
five year old boy.

Serena laughs as I look up. She smiles and says "Take you a hot shower 
and after you dress, come on over to the main cabin. Alice is holding 
dinner for you." She turns and leaves me to look in the mirror and to 
explore myself.

I think that I am smaller and narrower. Stepping on the scales, I 
discover that I have lost thirty-seven pounds and about an inch and half 
of height. Aside from my hairless face and sexual organs, I see no other 
differences except for fatty areas on my chest that are the progenitor of 
female breasts. I take a quick shower and when I dress, I discover that 
my former fitting clothes no longer fit. My tight shirt is now bulky and 
my waist is narrower but my hips have grown. My size eleven shoes are 
now too loose also. I dress and go to the main cabin.

When I enter Alice is talking to Robie. When Alice sees me, she gives a 
big smile and says "Welcome to your new home. How do you feel?"

I take her offered hand and respond "I feel confused. I thought sure that 
I would die in that slimy pit, yet I find myself alive and feeling ok."

"We have all felt the same way. Our legend tells us that the first visitor 
to the Fountain was little more than a caveman. When he was bit by one 
of the large snakes that call the cave home, he collapsed into the 
Fountain. After he recovered, he wandered through the cave but could 
not find an exit. When he returned through the same cave, he tried to 
crawl through a hole, but was bit by another snake. He dragged himself 
to the fountain where he passed out again. This time, he was able to 
find his way out where he lived the rest of his life as an almost woman. 
He told stories to his tribe about the cave and what happened to him. 
They saw the proof with their own eyes and two warriors were chosen to 
explore the cave. They returned in six months, after being trapped in the 
underground passages. Both were now full women. The tribe didn't send 
anymore people into that cave but they noticed that the women 
remained young and pretty and didn't die. They researched the cave 
and repeated the transformation on several of the warriors. Several of 
them died over the five hundred years that it took to learn the secrets 
because they hurried some portions or skipped some steps. The tribe 
turned itself into a tribe of warrior women which other tribes called the 
amazons. Another legend based upon fact. About five thousand years 
ago, our foremothers developed the concepts that we follow together. 
Limited access to the Fountain because it's powers cannot be wisely 
used by everyone. You should feel very honored that you have been 
given an invitation into our exclusive society." she said.

"How does it work?" I asked.

"We all have the same question. We have tried to move the Fountain and 
to duplicate it's effect. About a thousand people died from attempts not 
in the cave. Every couple of years recently, I have had the water 
analyzed and nothing is observed that is not found in other water pools. 
We have captured some of the cottonmouths and determined that they 
are of the standard A. piscivorous species of North America; which are 
related to the fer-de-lance of Central and South America, and the lance-
headed vipers of Asia. A currently living zoologist informs us that the 
evolutionary relations of several groups of snakes with few living genera 
are uncertain and that these snakes be classified in additional families. 
We have examined the snake venom, which is a complex protein 
substance, and its exact composition varies from one species of snake to 
another. The poisonous action of the venom depends upon its 
composition. Some venom's destroy red blood cells and prevent blood 
from clotting. Others affect the nervous system and interfere with 
movement, heart action, breathing, or other functions. Still others are 
destructive mainly to the tissue around the bite. The symptoms of 
snakebite vary not only with the type of venom injected but also with the 
amount. These copperheads release as much as 75 percent of the total 
amount stored in its venom glands. Our science may not have the 
capability to test for these properties yet. Have you been formally 
introduced to Robie yet? She owns a beauty shop in Boston and is eager 
to help you learn how to fix your hair and apply makeup. She would 
also like to spend the night with you. Serena is resting and concurs." 
she said pointing to the very attractive blond that she had been talking 
to when I came in.

"I only saw her for a couple of minutes when I went to the spring. I don't 
know why she would want to spend the night with me. My sexual 
equipment is very small and would not provide much thrill for her." I 
replied.

"You need to start re-adjusting your attitude. There are many ways that 
you can be a sexual partner for her. You still have your tongue and you 
need to learn to think for yourself and to not have your cock doing the 
thinking. But don't worry about it. We all have experienced the same 
self-doubts. Tonight is a special night for you and we have some 
entertainment for everyone to enjoy. Donna and Anh-Lee have 
volunteered to show us their special skills. Everyone, please be quite. It 
is time for our show. Donna, please start." she chided me.

Everyone looked at the door at the other end of the room. It opened 
slowly and Anh-Lee entered. She had changed into a very beautiful red 
satin Asian dress with a big zipper in the front and, with a long slit up 
the side. She entered the room and stood with her head bowed.

Behind her, Donna walked into the room. She was wearing a very short 
leather skirt, a matching halter, and long high heeled boots that came 
up to the knees. She slowly walked around Anh-Lee and looked at her 
while Anh-Lee ignored her. She walked around her again, only much 
closer to her. She stopped behind her and slowly raised her hand, to feel 
the texture of Anh-Lee's long silken flowing black hair.

Then Donna took a long bright red fingernail and traced a path down 
the side of Anh-Lee's body slowly to where the dress slit started. When 
she reached the slit, she slowly slid only the red fingernail under the 
material and slightly eased the material out from Anh-Lee's flowing 
body.

"What would you like to do with me?" Anh-Lee asked, for the first time 
raising her head or making any move since she entered the room.

"I haven't decided," Donna said.

Another few moments passed, neither woman talked.

Donna unzipped the front of Anh-Lee's dress. Donna held the fabric and 
with her other hand, ripped the front of the dress open. .

Donna ran her hands down the front of Anh-Lee's dress. She peeled it 
away from Anh-Lee's body. She reached into her boot top and pulled out 
a long, sharp, shiny knife. Donna then reached for the white-laced bra. 
She slipped a single finger between Anh-Lee's breasts and flicked the 
bra open with her knife edge, exposing Anh-Lee's breasts. Anh-Lee 
watched, unafraid Donna paused for a moment, eyeing Anh-Lee's milky 
white breasts. The room was silent. Everyone was watching this 
demonstration of sex foreplay.

Donna then slid a finger under Anh-Lee's underpants. The knife sliced 
through the right hip, then the left; letting the panties fall on the floor.

Donna looked down at the exposed attractive lean and muscular body 
that appeared to be the product of working out at the gym or aerobics 
classes. Donna reached out and softly caressed Anh-Lee's breast with 
one hand.

Next, Donna cupped Anh-Lee's pussy in her hand and gently pressed 
her palm against Anh-Lee's mons. Anh-Lee acted as if she was not 
feeling these actions, but I could see a faint glimmer of perspiration 
beginning to lightly coat her body.

Donna was aware of her friend's reaction as she caressed Anh-Lee's 
dark curly pubic hair. Then Donna knelt down in front of Anh-Lee. She 
paused for a moment, as if contemplating what she was about to do. 
Donna leaned forward and placed her face in Anh-Lee's open crotch. 
Anh-Lee's leg spread open and her entire pussy became easily 
accessible as Anh-Lee shivered in anticipation.

Donna's warm tongue flicked slowly out and barely touched her pussy 
lips. Then again, just a little more. And yet again as Donna gave her clit 
a long, slow lick. From where I sat, I could see that Anh-Lee was wet 
and that her pussy glistened with moisture. Then it disappeared as 
Donna used her tongue to cover the other woman's large swollen clit.

"Ohhh," Anh-Lee moaned as a shiver ran down her body. Donna paused 
a moment to open her front-opening halter to expose her large firm 
breasts. Anh-Lee slowly reached forward and put both of her hands on 
Donna's breasts.

Donna smiled and returned the gesture as she leaned forward and 
kissed Anh-Lee softly on the mouth. Within moments, they were probing 
each other's mouths with their tongues.

Finally, Donna broke the embrace. She looked into Anh-Lee's eyes and 
smiled. "Your kisses are wonderful but your pussy is even more 
delicious," Donna said softly. "I am going to eat you." she said as she 
ran her hand through Anh-Lee's hair.

Anh-Lee moved her hand up and ran her fingers through Donna's long, 
black hair as Donna embraced her again, her mouth on Anh-Lee's 
mouth. She used one hand to pull Anh-Lee's head toward her. The other 
hand snaked around Anh-Lee's waist and rubbed Anh-Lee's firm ass.

Then Donna knelt down again. A long slow lick of Anh-Lee's pussy 
brought another moan to Anh-Lee's lips. Donna was moving her head as 
she moved her tongue up and down, and then in a very slow circular 
motion. Anh-Lee straightened her legs out quickly several times and 
then wrapped them around Donna's neck. This brought a low moan 
from Anh-Lee as she pulled Donna's head tighter to her pussy and sped 
up the movement of her tongue.

The musky odor of a woman's pussy filled my nostrils, even over where I 
was sitting, clearly enthralled by the sight of the these two beautiful 
women making love. I looked around the room. Everyone was staring at 
these two, who were acting as if they were the only people in the room. 
Who were also doing a good job of pretending that we were not there.

Donna pushed Anh-Lee down on the floor and removed her halter, 
exposing her firm breasts. From where I sat, I could see that Anh-Lee's 
breasts were smaller, but also were very full and round. Anh-Lee's 
nipples were large and stiff with excitement. Donna rolled one nipple in 
her fingers as she carefully moved the dark pussy hair away from Anh-
Lee's clit. Donna laid down beside Anh-Lee as their hands roamed over 
each other's bodies.

"I love the smell and taste of pussy. I can smell how wet you are inside." 
Donna said as she slowly slid a finger into Anh-Lee's pussy. Donna used 
one hand to hold Anh-Lee's pussy lips open." Do you want me to eat 
your pussy?" Donna asked as she pushed her finger further into her.

Anh-Lee didn't answer except for a barely noticeable head nod.

Donna smiled as she pushed a second finger into the other woman's 
pussy as Anh-Lee slowly ran her tongue over her lips, wetting her 
already glistening lips.

"I belong to you. Do what you want to do to me. Make me feel good." 
Anh-Lee whispered. "I want to cum. Ohh, yes, lick me." Then she 
moaned a very low throaty moan as her body began to shudder from 
orgasm.

Donna's hand was buried in Anh-Lee's dark pubic hair. I realized that 
my mouth was open. I was aware of my very small erection but was not 
aware that my mouth was gaping open. I watched as Anh-Lee 
shuddered and her legs wrapped around Donna's arm.

When Anh-Lee's legs relaxed and Donna was able to remove her hand, 
she slowly stood up and walked over to me. She held the two wet 
glistening fingers that she had just removed from Anh-Lee's pussy in 
front of my lips.

I slowly bent over so that my lips were touching her wet fingers. She did 
not move the fingers as I rubbed one fingertip against my lower lip. Then 
I used my tongue to slowly pull the finger into my mouth, tasting her 
delicious juice that Donna wanted to share with me.

My eyes were shut as she removed her finger and turned to leave the 
room. Anh-Lee had already slipped out of the room.

Across the room, I looked at Robie and she winked at me. It could be a 
very interesting night.

Chapter 7 - The second treatment

I don't think that I got any sleep last night. Robie spent the night with 
me again. She doesn't believe in sleeping and knows several ways to 
have sex. I had never realized before how many different ways you can 
use your tongue for sex. I am amazed that I am able to talk today. I 
thought that my tongue would too sore to use.

I laid awake for awhile with her curled up next to me sleeping. I am a 
little leery of my decision. If this works, and I don't have any reason to 
doubt that it won't, can I be satisfied with living as a woman. With 
wearing skirts and bras. With putting make-up on. With having a cock 
waved in my face and expecting me to suck it. I see these fantastic 
looking women, who have obviously adapted to this lifestyle, but that 
does not mean that I will.

I fell asleep, thinking about what it must feel like to have a period.

I didn't have much time to think about anything else when Serena woke 
me up. It was time to start traveling.

I was very leery about returning to the spring. The trip was the same as 
the first because I can not know the location yet. When we arrived at the 
spring, Serena and I undressed quickly. I followed her into the spring 
and was amazed at much faster and further I was able to swim.

We quickly traversed the crawlways to the cave. I stood still and tried 
not to flinch as her sharp knife made the minor slices into my flesh. 
When she was finished, she looked at me and stood aside. I would have 
to enter the cave under my own motivation and present my flesh to the 
snake.

From the light of the torch, I could his eyes reflecting in the dark cave. I 
said "How big is that monster?"

She replied "That one is about sixteen feet long and probably weighs 
about one hundred pounds. There are about thirty or forty of them in 
those holes over there. They stay on that side of the cave and don't 
bother us. You want to watch which part of your body that you have 
closest to him. You don't want it to go for your face, so let your leg be 
the target that the snake will attack. Don't jump when it bites you. Let it 
expend all of it's venom into you. When he is finished, step back and I 
will help you into the Fountain."

I walked over the Fountain and looked at it. It reminded me of a pool 
that I saw under an old outhouse one time. All sorts of shit was floating 
around in that gunk. I shook my head and walked toward my damn 
snake. You don't know how much courage I had to call upon. I wanted 
to turn and run but knew that Serena would hold me down while the 
snake proceeded with it's portion of this task.

As I approached it, it's tongue flickered and it's head quietly adjusted so 
that it was aimed at me. I knew that once I came within range, it would 
strike before I could retreat. I advanced slowly and as I shifted my leg 
forward to take my last position, it struck. I was almost four feet from it 
when it locked into my leg.

Again the flame rose quickly through my body. I watched in fear as the 
snake pumped it's jaw muscles forcing the venom into my body. And 
then it withdrew it's fangs.

I barely remember Serena leading me back to the Fountain and the 
murky water. I remember the burn and the agony of the poison flooding 
my system, causing my muscles to jerk and my body functions to 
release themselves. I remember Serena dunking me under water and 
taking large mouthfuls into my lungs. I barely remember dying.

Chapter 8 - Exploring my new life

"Jeff, wake up. It's time to go home Jeff." said a distant voice.

I opened my eyes slowly. My eyes were burning, my throat was parched, 
and I had a tremendous headache. But I was alive. I was able to 
remember dying this time. I didn't remember it last time. I tried to think 
about that memory because I wanted to retain it's memory and to think 
about it later.

I looked at Serena and around the room. I was back in the other cave. 
She handed me a gourd of water to drink. I took it quickly as she said 
"Do you still want to kill me?"

"Damn right." I said as I let her help me drink. I am weak. Very weak. I 
strain to lift my head and to look at my body. My wounds were all 
healed and there were no traces of scars. I looked at my leg where the 
snake bit me and saw only a small almost dried scab. I looked at my 
chest and saw some small female breasts. There was no visible penis or 
balls between my legs but just a little slit hid by the pubic hair. I open 
the slit and see what is left of my penis hid under the folds of the slit. 
Serena pulls my hand away and says "Drink water now. You can do that 
later when you have strength. Don't worry, you have a good body."

She kept forcing water on me and then helped me to my feet. I could 
stand but was dizzy and still having chills. With her help, I made it back 
through the caves. Again, the journey took much longer because of my 
weaker condition. I barely remember the hands pulling me into a canoe 
and wrapping me in a blanket as I passed out.

I woke up in bed with a blanket covering me. Serena was sitting at the 
foot of the bed and said "Welcome back to the land of the living. Are you 
ready for your shower before we join our sisters for lunch."

I pull the blanket off and stand up. I know immediately that I am 
shorter because I am now almost the same height as Serena. I look 
down and see some small female like breasts on my chest. They are not 
the typical pouty female breasts but are more like a grossly overweight 
male breast on my small frame. I look between my legs and that area 
looks pure woman. The narrow slit, with it's lips hides what remains of 
my penis. My hips are wider. Serena says "You have more of a female 
appearance now. Your face has also changed some. Your body is more 
feminine than we expected it to be at this transition. You don't look 
masculine at all. You can very easily pass as a natural woman. Let's go 
to the shower and you can see the changes more clearly using the 
mirrors."

I take the robe she offers me and walk with her to the shower. She stops 
outside and allows me to enter by myself so I may examine myself in 
private. I stop in front of the mirror and look at my face. The skin is 
softer looking and younger. The features have changed slightly. Then I 
realized that my normal wide male face is now a narrower female face, 
with cheekbones and my lips are fuller. My face also looks younger 
because the skin is tighter, even though my face is smaller. I recognize 
myself but know that most people would not associate the features of 
Jeff Daniels with my new features. They may think that I am Jeff's 
younger sister.

I jump on the scales and I have lost 24 more pounds and weight 146 
now. I am also now three inches shorter than I used to be. I return to 
the mirror and look at my body. My breasts didn't look right when I first 
looked at them. Looking in a mirror, they are very obvious female 
breasts. My nipples have grown slightly and the areola have expanded 
from the normal three quarters of an inch diameter to almost double 
that size. My breasts are not large, but they are firm and kinda pouty, 
when looking at them through the mirror. I am guessing but they 
appear larger than an A cup but smaller than a B cup. My chest is also 
smaller. It is not as wide as it used to be and I don't have that muscle 
tissue that I used to work so hard to develop and maintain.

As I turn in the mirror, my eyes are glued to my new chest appearance. 
Then I notice that my total chest cavity is much smaller. Where I used to 
have a big chest cavity, I now have a smaller upper body. In my profile, 
my backbone curve is quite obvious where I used to have a straight 
backbone and buttock area. My hips will never be accused of being 
mannish. Looking at myself in the mirror, I see an attractive young 
woman, with firm small breasts, a vagina hid behind dark public hair, 
curvy hips, and long attractive legs. I still have my short haircut but I 
can see new dark fuzz beginning to grow in my bald spot and where my 
hairline was receding.

I walk over to a bench and sit down to really examine myself. I spread 
my vagina lips and look inside. It is not a penis yet it is also not really a 
clitoris. And the vagina is not a full vagina yet. The inside skin is very 
similar to normal skin and is only about an inch deep. So I have a grove 
but no hole. And definitely no penis. The balls have completely 
withdrawn somewhere. When the lips shut, it looks real.

So I am almost a woman. I have the appearances of a woman, but do 
not have the internal plumbing yet. I could not have sex except for oral 
sex. After thinking about how much has occurred to me over the last 
several days, I am very terrified about being able to blend into my new 
role. I will need to get a new name and there are so many things to think 
about.

I am snapped out of my thinking by Robie entering the building carrying 
some clothes "Hi, I thought that you would be in the shower by now. 
You need to jump in and wash up quickly. Alice asked me to help you 
get ready. Now that you are almost a complete woman, you need to start 
looking like one." she said as she held up the pile of clothes that she 
was carrying.

I said "Thanks" and realized for the first time that my voice sounded 
different. I now had a woman's softer voice. I opened a bathroom stall 
door and entered because I needed to relieve myself. I fumbled with 
myself for a minute, trying to get enough where I could aim myself, but I 
was now too small. From the other side of the room, Robie suggested 
"You might want to try sitting down. Otherwise, you will probably pee all 
over yourself and the floor. And don't forget to get in the habit of wiping 
yourself dry when you finish". She was right. I had to squat to pee. Gone 
are the days when I can write my name in yellow snow.

I walked into the shower, where I had a quick shower and dried off. 
When I came out, Robie was finishing off a cigarette. She smiled and 
said "Smoking is a nasty habit but when you don't have to worry about 
lung cancer, the small kick that you get is nice. We guessed your sizes 
and once you reach your permanent size, we will help you buy all of 
your clothes. For now, the dressing objective is to wear loose clothes to 
get you used to all of the snaps and reverse buttons. Now, let's see you 
put this B cup bra on by yourself." she said handing me a white bra.

I put my hands through the armpit openings and tried to reach behind 
myself to fasten the bra. Robie laughed and said "You know how to take 
them off but not put them on. The first step is to not put your arms 
through the armholes and fasten the snaps in front where you can get 
to them easy. That's it. Now rotate the snaps to the back. Now bend over 
so that your breasts are hanging straight down. Then put the cups on 
and make sure that you have a good fitting before you stand up. Now 
slide your arms through the armholes. Good, but we need to adjust this 
size a little. Hold still while I make the correct adjustments."

My god, this is uncomfortable. How can women wear one of these all 
day. Robie's adjustments made it fit better but was still uncomfortable. 
She watched me squirm for a minute and laughed "I feel the same way 
but after awhile you get used to it. How about taking it off for tonight 
and you can start wearing one tomorrow." she suggested.

It only took a moment to get it off. She took it from me and handed me 
some panties. I was able to put those on correctly and they were very 
comfortable. Then she gave me a simple blouse, which buttoned 
differently and took a couple of minutes to get on. The short simple 
white skirt was held in place by a belt. On my feet were some sandals.

Then Robie told me to sit down in front of the mirror. She stood behind 
me and combed my hair as she talked "We can't do much with this. You 
clearly still have a man's short haircut on the sides with a little bit of 
length on the top. You have some new hair growing in where your male 
pattern baldness was beginning to develop. For tonight, I am just going 
to give your hair a little height by brushing it, and put a small tousled 
style with a little curl in your bangs. It only takes a minute to do this 
with such short hair and will make a change in your normal 
appearance. Men use a comb and plaster their hair down in a straight 
pattern, but we are going to give this an organized disorganized 
appearance."

I watched as she used a brush, a little spray and a touch of the hair 
dryer to change my hair style. When she was finished, she said "Over 
the next couple of days, I will teach you how to do that and some other 
things that you can do. Men will keep the same hair style until they die 
while a woman changes her hair style every couple of days depending 
on her mood and clothes. Now, let's put just a touch of make-up on you. 
We are going to put some simple touches on lipstick to show that you 
have some lips and show the fullness of them. We don't want to make 
them fire engine red but want them to have a more natural color and to 
look luscious. Good. Now, let's put a little color on your eyelids. Shut 
your right eye and watch with your left. See, you just put a base color 
on using this sponge and then you put a highlighting color on. Vola. See 
the difference it makes."

I opened both eyes and was amazed at the difference that a little 
makeup could do, to enhance an eye. My attention was immediately 
pulled to my made-up eye.

Robie kept talking "You have beautiful eyes and need to draw attention 
to them. A little make-up and no one will ever think that you are 
anything but a natural born woman."

She put make-up on the other eyes and just a touch of blush on my 
cheeks. Then she clipped a pair of ear-rings on me and put a slender 
gold necklace around my neck. When she stepped away, I could not 
believe how much my appearance had been changed. She watched as I 
stared at my reflection, not quite believing that this beautiful woman 
was really me. She pulled me away from my appraisal by saying "My job 
is to help you have an easy transformation. As you can see, we can do 
wonders with simple outfits, make-up and jewelry. The hard part is the 
attitude and thinking like a woman. We start with the first attitude 
adjustment tonight. A man keeps a straight face when talking to 
someone, while a woman puts emotion and animation into her speech. 
Whenever you are talking to someone, you smile an honest smile. When 
you talk, you will put expressions on your face to match your 
discussion. Simple to say, but it takes practice to become an automatic 
habit. Why don't you try to add this to your actions starting tonight?"

I looked at her and then realized that my face was straight. I gave a 
smile and raised my eyebrows as I said "Yes, dear."

She laughed and put her hand around my waist after I stood up. We 
walked across the lawn to the main cabin and entered. There were 
about ten women sitting around talking. When we entered, Alice smiled 
and said "Come here my dear. You look ravishing tonight. Come here 
and sit by me so I can see you better."

I took a seat by her and smiled at her. She smiled back and asked "You 
know that your identity of Jeff is gone. For all practical purposes, he is 
dead. We took your canoe and camping gear out to one of the islands 
close to the coast. When I call them to tell them to proceed, your canoe 
will be found in the ocean, looking as if you drowned. The search will 
find your campsite and identification. They will search the open water 
for a couple of days and then give up. Your next-of-kin will be notified 
that you are dead. By what name do you wish to be known amongst our 
Council?"

"I haven't given it much thought. How about Jobeth?" I said.

"Good choice. It can be formal yet friendly. Close friends can call you Jo 
or Beth. Everyone, please give me your attention. I invite you to meet 
your new sister Jobeth." she said out loud.

The other women gathered around us and congratulated me upon 
becoming a Council member and partial completion of my 
transformation process. After several minutes of meeting other members 
and congratulations upon my appearance, Alice said that she was ready 
for dinner. We turned her bed so that she was facing the table and Carol 
fixed her a plate. I was seated at the head of the table and Serena at the 
other end. During our meal, Carol returned to the table and quietly 
announced "My friends. Two wonderful things occurred tonight. A new 
sister, Jobeth, has joined us. Our long time friend, Alice, has passed on. 
She died quietly and peacefully. She lived long enough to welcome our 
newest member. A toast to honor her memory."

Everyone looked at Alice's bed in the corner of the cabin. Her eyes were 
closed and she looked as if she was sleeping peacefully. Slowly we stood 
and held her glasses high, remembering her. After we drank our toast, 
Carol said "By the rules of the council, Matilda becomes Queen or 
Ashad, Serena becomes Knight of the Americas, and Tashia becomes 
Knight of Europe. Congratulations to our members on their promotion."

After a second toast, Carol and Serena asked everyone to go to their 
cabins for the night so that they could prepare Alice's body for burial 
tomorrow.

When I return to the cabin, some changes have been made. A full length 
mirror has been mounted on the wall and a make-up table, with some 
make-up has been put in one corner. Several dresses and skirts and 
blouses are hanging in the closet. I open the chest and see that 
underwear and stockings have been neatly put into the drawers.

I sit down and look at myself in the mirror. I speak to myself and smile. 
The words I hear are mine, but the voice is new to me. The face is mine 
but is not me. It is a beautiful face and has a sexy woman's body 
attached. As I stare at myself, I am startled from my self inspection by a 
knock on the door. I said "Come in."

Diana enters and says "I didn't get much of an opportunity to talk to you 
tonight because of the death. I brought a bottle of wine and would like to 
spend the night with you. I already discuss it with Serena and she is 
going to be busy for most of the night. Would you like my company?"

I look at her. This group believes in open and frequent sex. I respond 
"You know that I don't have all of the plumbing yet and will be limited in 
what I can offer you."

Diana said in a very low voice, "How about some wine, my darling 
beauty and we will play with my little toys later?"

She poured me a glass of wine, turned the radio on low and then took 
my hand. I stood and she put her arms around me. We started dancing 
to the music. As we danced, she was rubbing my ass with one hand and 
feeling my nipple through the blouse with the other hand. I could barely 
stand it. My nipples felt like they were about to pop off. If I had a cock, it 
would be very hard now. After several long tongue kisses and more 
massages by Diana, I was lost in being a woman. Still dancing after 
several songs, Diana made her move. She backed away slightly from me 
and undid the belt from my waist, letting my skirt drop to the ground.

"Let's see the beautiful body you're hiding under that dress. I was 
turned on by dinner by seeing your virgin nipples trying to poke 
through this blouse." Diana said in her low voice and pulled the blouse 
over my head. Diana sucked each nipple, nibbling a bit with her teeth. 
All I could do was hold Diana's head to my breast and moan. As Diana's 
mouth worked on my tits, her hand moved to my crotch and I 
shuddered with anticipation of sex with this beautiful woman.

Diana pulled her dress off. She was wearing no underwear. Her nipples 
were long and hard. As we danced tightly together, rubbing our breasts 
and pubic hairs against each other, I felt wet inside. I was having a 
female orgasm.

"I want to teach you one way to make love to a woman." Diana said as 
she pulled out the eight-inch long, two inch wide dildo. She placed it 
between my legs and said "Hold on tight for a moment."

With the dildo held tightly between my legs, Diana dropped down and 
started licking it as if it were a real cock. Then she removed it from my 
legs and stood so she could rub it across my lips as she whispered "It's 
hard and can make you cum all night long. All you have to do is keep it 
lubricated and you won't know the difference."

Diana pushed me to my knees and held my head in her hands. "Suck 
my clit."

I eagerly stuck my tongue into her and probed her. After a moment, she 
pushed me down on the floor and was running her tongue through my 
almost vagina. She commanded "Do to me exactly what I do to you." 
With that, her warm wet mouth encircled my hidden shrunken penis. I 
found her clit and sucked as she sucked on mine. Immediately I was 
rewarded with her honey.

After several minutes of tonguing each other, she handed me a vibrator 
dildo and said "Keep doing what you have been doing with your tongue, 
but give me a slow fuck with this dildo."

I put my mouth back into her wet clit and left just enough room to slide 
the dildo into her warm, wet and waiting pussy. I watched as her pussy 
lips sucked hungrily at this cock substitute. Then she said "Give that 
one to me and get this one lubricated."

I changed dildos with her and she rubbed the vibrating lubricated dildo 
against my shallow vagina. I almost went into convulsions with the 
throbbing intense pleasure that I was feeling. She continued to tease me 
and swap dildos as the one being used on me dried up.

After several minutes of this, I wanted a complete vagina. I wanted to 
have a big cock banging inside me. I wanted to be fucked.

Diana pulled me up and put the newest lubricated dildo between her 
legs as she said "Pretend that this is my cock and you are my woman. 
Show me how you can suck my cock."

I licked the flesh-like dildo all over and sucked the head hungrily. "I 
want you to swallow it honey," Diana grumbled low and forced my 
mouth down over the shaft. I gagged a couple of times, but the dildo was 
lubricated so that it began to slide easily down my throat. I was amazed 
how easily I became accustomed to the shaft thrusting down my throat 
and was really hot from the sensation.

Diana pulled me away from my pretend cock and sucked on my titties 
as she re-lubricated the dildo within her body. Then she said "On your 
knees and turn that butt around for me. I am going to do you doggy-
style."

I knew the position quite well but never from this perspective. I did as 
instructed and she had me spread my legs and put my face flat on the 
bed. As the lubricated dildo touched my virgin ass, I tensed up. She put 
one of her fingers into her vagina and started rubbing her lubrication 
around my outer rim. Then she slid a finger inside me and rotated her 
finger. She pulled out her finger and put it back in. She pulled out her 
finger and put two fingers in and started slowly pumping me with her 
fingers. Then she removed her fingers and put the lubricated dildo at 
the quivering rim. "I know you are a virgin, so I'm gonna take it easy on 
you," Diana whispered. "But get ready for a great fuck!" Diana pulled my 
ass cheeks apart and pushed the head of the dildo closer to it's target. 
She slowly forced it in as I grunted from the invasion of this huge 
creature. As the head rested at the entrance to my asshole, Diana 
moved her left hand to the shaft and her right arm encircled my narrow 
waist. Pulling me in with the right arm and pushing the shaft with her 
left hand, she squeezed the first two inches into me. I groaned at the 
sensation and felt like I was being torn in two. It was painful, but erotic. 
Slowly more of the shaft entered my ass. After she had it in, she slowly 
pulled it in and out. Then she turned on the motor and I almost 
collapsed from the intense pleasure rocking my body. With her other 
hand, she was alternating between rubbing my vagina and tweaking my 
nipples.

Diana then slowly began to withdraw the dong until just the head was in 
me and then quickly shoved the length into her asshole. I moaned 
loudly and Diana picked up the pace. Faster and faster, deeper and 
deeper Diana forced in the dildo. I was now bucking and Diana was 
relentless as she kept up the pace until I had an orgasm.

I erupted in another orgasm and my legs buckled and I slumped to my 
knees on the bed, pulling the dildo from my ass in the same move. I was 
breathing rapidly, trying to catch my breath when Diana said, 
"Tomorrow night, let's get dressed and go find a couple of cocks to suck. 
I think that you will like having the real thing probing your throat and 
cum dribbling down your face."

This was beyond a doubt the wildest and best sex I had ever 
encountered. Diana wanted to show me even better though.

Chapter 9 - Almost Jobeth

Diana fucked me in the ass five more times that night. My ass was sore 
in the morning but I thought it was a small price to pay for the great sex 
that I was just learning to enjoy. Diana told me that I was a prolific 
pussy eater. And that I would greatly enjoy having someone eat me out. 
When I had my vagina. I can't wait.

Serena woke me up. Diana had left sometime during the night. Serena 
laughed and said "This smells like a whore house. You need to get 
cleaned up and dressed for the funeral. Then we are going into town for 
several days."

I replied "Diana wanted me to out with her tonight. What should I do?"

"Diana is impatient. Give yourself a couple more days to adjust to your 
new looks and body. Then go with her. I know that you will have a good 
time. You just need to be ready to handle it. Now get dressed while I air 
this cabin out." she commanded.

I went to the shower and shared it with Robie, Carol, and Cathy. Robie, 
said "Don't forget to shave." as she handed me a disposable razor and 
some shaving lotion.

I looked at her and then it dawned on me that I was going to have to 
start shaving my legs. Carol said "I haven't taken my shower yet. Let me 
show you how the first time."

Carol and I entered the shower. She turned the water on and then after 
my legs were wet, turned the water off so she could apply the shaving 
lotion. She said "You need to do this frequently and it becomes part of 
your daily hygiene. But look at your pubic hair. If you put on a bathing 
suit, you will have dark hair hanging out all over the place. You need to 
trim your bush frequently also. Hold still, while I put a shape on this. 
How do you like my shape?"

I looked at the heart shaped patch of pubic hair that she was displaying 
for my evaluation. I nodded ok and she took some scissors and started 
trimming my pubic hair. She trimmed it back until it was about an inch 
long overall and then started trimming away the excess outside hair 
until a general heart shape existed. At the bottom, she trimmed it even 
shorter so it wouldn't stick out. Then she took the razor and showed me 
how to shave my legs and genital area.

"If you keep it shaved completely, you can die your hair blond like Robie 
and pass for a natural blond. She likes the complete natural look but I 
don't like the risk of accidentally cutting myself just before a big date." 
she remarked.

After the shower, I returned to the cabin and was trying to figure out 
what to wear when Robie entered the cabin "Jo, for us, death is a 
celebration. Wear something pretty. This dress will look nice on you. 
You will need to wear a bra and some stockings. And we have to do 
something about those nails."

With her assistance, I was quickly dressed. She showed me how to 
apply the nail polish and returned to her cabin while I polished my 
nails. While I was waiting for them to dry, she returned and did my hair 
in the same style that she had selected last night. Then she applied 
make-up. Today's make-up was a complete make-up. As she applied the 
Covergirl make-up, lip gloss and a variety of eye shadows, she told me 
what she was applying and why. She discussed what happened when 
too much or too little was used and the appropriate order of make-up, 
rouge, lip gloss, line the eye brows, eye shadow, and then the lashes. 
Then she opened a jewelry box and selected earrings, necklace, a ring, a 
bracelet and a watch. She had me stand and she examined me. "Damn, 
those sandals aren't going to be appropriate today. You will have to try 
some low heels." she said as she looked in the closet and selected a pair 
of low cut red heels.

I put the heels on and almost fell. "Keep walking around until you get 
used to them. They aren't too difficult to learn how walk in because they 
are low. Look in the mirror how nice it makes your ass look." she 
instructed.

Finally I was ready and comfortable to face the rest of the world. About 
as comfortable as you can be with your first bra on and wearing your 
first pair of heels. Serena came to the cabin and she was dressed to kill. 
She looked at me and gave a low whistle. Then she said "If you ever 
want to know how good you look, walk by a construction site and watch 
the workers appear out of nowhere."

We walked to the far end of camp and down a short path to some 
parked cars. Some of the ladies had gone already. We got in the car and 
drove to Miami. We went to a cemetery that the Council owned.

There were several more members that had flown in for this funeral that 
I was introduced to. Then we entered the parlor. The ceremony was brief 
and quite.

I remember looking around at the members and being amazed at the 
difference in everyone's looks. While everyone shared a youthful 
appearance and shapely body, there were various shapes. Carol has big 
boobs and a large ass, which is a normal characteristic of her Negro 
race. The Asian girl is short. One of the Indians is about six feet one. 
Several of the women are normal or flat chested.

Then we left and drove to Robie's boathouse. I would spend the next 
several days with Robie and then some time with Serena and Diana.

Robie said "I don't like your hair style and want to do something about 
it. We own a beauty shop nearby. I have something that I want to try 
with your hair."

We drove to a beauty shop and Robie was given access to one of the 
empty chairs. She changed into a smock and shampooed my hair. Then 
she went into the back. About five minutes later, she came pulling a 
little cart with her. She leaned over and whispered "Your facial structure 
is not Indian like most of the other girls and there are so many things 
that can be done with your appearance. Trust me. You will like what I 
plan to do to you. And if you don't, then we can do something else."

She started putting some chemicals on my hair. She set a timer and 
rinsed my hair when the time was up. Then she put a net on my head 
and put a different batch of chemicals on strands of hair as she pulled 
selected strands through. Then she rinsed my hair again. As she turned 
me so I could face the mirror, I saw that I was now a blond.

She began trimming my hair, changing the hairstyle that I had worn for 
thirty years. She put some rollers in my hair and gave me some curls. 
When she finished blow-drying my hair, I was amazed at how much it 
changed my appearance and how great I looked. "Your hair is too short 
to do much with it. So we have to cut it slightly to give it a more 
feminine cut. We added highlights to create an individual look and put 
some curl in it to give it some body. Joey Hetheraton became famous 
with this style. It is a very nice wash and wear hairstyle. What do you 
think about it?"

"I like it. I can't believe that this is me in the mirror. I don't look 
anything like Jeff Daniels. My mother won't recognize me." I said.

Then Robie had a manicurist re-do my fingernails, and do my toenails 
while she worked on my eyebrows.

Robie had me sit in front of a make-up table as she said "Make-up 
should be uncomplicated. Use elements that have a vivid quality to 
them, but don't overpower the face. For example, if we try this muted 
violet eyeshadow with sheer blush and clear red lipstick, we don't need 
to apply mascara and eye-liner. After you learn how to mix and apply 
make-up, we will work on the clothes. Your current body shape 
indicates that you will have a perfect woman's body. Your breasts are 
carried high above a lengthened, tapered rib cage and a tiny waist, with 
well formed hips. So anything that you wear, will look good on you, but 
you must learn how much make-up to apply with the different colors 
and styles."

I walked out of that beauty shop feeling like a changed woman. No 
wonder women spend so much time and money going to those places to 
be pampered.

Robie and I drove to a quite restaurant and they were expecting us. We 
were shown to a private room overlooking the shoreline. As we sipped on 
our drinks and Robie smoked a cigarette, I asked "What is your story? 
How did you join the Council?"

She looked out at the water and then said "A long time ago when I was 
living in London, I killed a man that was sleeping with my wife. He was 
my brother. I was sent to prison and thought that I would die there. A 
man came to the prison one day and bought me from the Warden. I was 
made an indentured servant and shipped to America with several other 
people in similar circumstances. I discovered that my brother hadn't 
died from my attack and was now living with my life as I worked as a 
slave on a plantation. I escaped, determined to get revenge. I was 
accepted by the Council and made one of them. After five years of living 
as a respected Council Woman, I decided to get revenge. I knew nothing 
about living as a white woman. I had only my experience as an Indian 
woman. I spent a year learning how to dress and act as a woman of 
upper society. Then I booked passage to England. My wife was ugly and 
middle aged now. My brother had left her but I easily found him 
hanging around the bars and stables. I had money from the Council and 
I bought a fancy house with servants. Then I arranged for my ex-wife to 
be hired as my personal maid. And my brother to work in the garden. I 
watched them kiss my ass for a couple of months, not knowing who I 
really was. Once, when I asked my brother if he had any brothers or 
sisters, he said that he was an only child. And my wife said that her 
husband used to beat her and he was nothing but a bully. Then I told 
my brother that I wanted to have an menage de trois with him at my 
country estate. I told my maid the same thing. They were very surprised 
when they saw who they had to have sex with. Because I was the 
wealthy American woman, they could not refuse me. We had a menage. 
My brother had problems getting it up with my ex. My ex had never ate 
pussy before. With the promise of money, they willingly participated. 
Then I asked them to tell me their stories. I dragged out of them how 
they had been lovers at one time but her husband couldn't satisfy her 
while his brother could. I told them of a game that I liked to play. They 
would let me tie them up and then we would screw. After they were tied 
up and couldn't move, I told them things about themselves that no one 
but myself could know. They were mystified at how much I knew about 
them. They didn't believe me when I told them who I really was. Even as 
they died, they didn't believe me. My revenge was lost. I wanted them to 
know that it was I who killed them, but they died believing it was some 
strange American rich woman. I had a nervous breakdown and had to 
travel for awhile. I met a man and fell in love with him. I bore him three 
children. When they grew old and I didn't, it became time to move on. I 
returned as my husband was on his deathbed. My children thought that 
I was dead and couldn't understand how I had retained my youth. I 
jumped all over Europe for several years and wound up back in the 
states after the Civil War. I have been here most of the time since then. I 
currently have a lover who I have been with for the last five years. I 
enjoy being creative and owning a beauty salon gives me the capability 
to modify my looks. I don't see how some of our Council members can 
go eight hundred years with the same hairstyle and color. I have to 
change the way I look every couple of years. And the only way that I can 
do it, is to change my color and style. What made you decide to join us?" 
she asked in return.

I took a long sip of my drink and twirled the glass as I sat it down. "I 
don't know. Perhaps it was the challenge of the unknown. The capability 
to escape from a life that I hated. I guess the real reason, is that I don't 
like who I was. I have the chance to start off new and to do something 
different."

"We wish you good luck, Jobeth. By the way, you will need to visit our 
lawyers and become a legal member of our Council. Then you will need 
some identity papers. But I wouldn't do any of that until you get your 
final treatment. You know that you can get pregnant. And you will go 
through all those accursed periods and cramps. When you get pregnant, 
your boobs get bigger and as long as you are lactating, your boobs will 
stay big and sag. When you get lactating, your boobs return to their 
normal size and firmness. Once, I produced milk for almost two years. I 
was living with a man that nursed me twice a day. And don't get a 
tattoo. Your body heals the next day from the needles and the tattoo 
disappears in a month. Hilda was in a concentration camp and they 
couldn't starve her or keep her tattooed. She tried to escape, knowing 
that they would shoot her and leave her for dead where she fell. When 
nightfall came, she escaped." she said as the waiter brought our lunch.

"What else do I need to worry about?" I asked.

"Your body will remain constant. It establishes it's own fitness level and 
encourages you to be active to maintain it. You will also discover that 
you are more horny than the average woman. You will also enjoy sex 
more because you have better nerve endings. All of us are bisexual and 
take sex where we can get it. I enjoy eating pussy almost as much as I 
enjoy sucking cock. Diana is into wilder sex with some bondage and 
discipline but she enjoys normal sex also. Diana was a priest that joined 
the priesthood to escape his homosexual feelings. Under today's rules, 
Diana would have been rejected by the Council." she replied.

"She does like to play with her toys. But I am afraid that I don't know 
what the rules are. What do I need to know?" I asked.

"That's right. Alice died before she could explain the complete set of 
rules to you. Well, Serena will explain the rules when she gets time. The 
basic rule is that you don't do anything to bring attention to the Council 
or Fountain. That can be quite difficult. You fall in love. You live with 
someone for years and they grow older but you don't. You try to stay 
with them but the age difference increases and everyone starts looking 
at you, trying to figure out the secret. They start following you. They try 
to collect samples from you. They hold you hostage. They take your 
loved ones hostage. They try all sorts of tricks. Your only solution is to 
change your life about every twenty years. Otherwise you are asking for 
trouble. The other rule, is to not display your power, if you get one. We 
had a member that died about one hundred and forty years ago, that 
could change her apparent age overnight by about eighty years. You 
could go to bed with a beautiful woman and wake up with an old crone. 
She loved doing her age swap and became a legend in England. She was 
the model for the current concept of witches." she paused as she lit 
another cigarette.

"What sort of power can I expect and when do I get it?" I said.

"You didn't smile. Remember what I told you about putting expressions 
with your vocalizations. Anyhow, don't count on a power. Only about 
one in five get some sort of noticeable power and it usually is your mind 
read trick. Carol is the best that I have seen. Serena has a weaker 
version of Carol's power. Amanda, who you haven't met, can change her 
complexion from light to dark overnight. You can go to bed with a 
natural blond and wake up with a soul sister. She still looks the same, 
but she sure looks different. Most of us don't have any powers and don't 
want it. Living our natural or extended natural life is enough. If you get 
a power, it won't show up for about five years after the transformation." 
she said as she waved at the waiter.

The waiter took our drink order and she continued "And now, I have 
some training for you. I have volunteered to assist you in learning about 
women's clothes, the styles, the colors, make-up, hair-styles and all of 
that other rubbish that we find so much fun. My job for the next ten 
days is to show you how live as a woman. How you live as a woman, is 
up to you but I will make sure that you have a good knowledge base and 
feel comfortable with the options available to you. We will buy some 
clothes as we shop, but not much. You don't have your final body yet 
and we want to make sure that everything fits correctly before we buy 
too much. Speaking of final bodies, you should have an excellent body. 
In both transformations that you have experienced so far, your body has 
been more feminine and attractive than most of the rest of our group at 
the same stage. We expect that you are going to have a body that is a 
sexual bombshell."

Chapter 10 - The last treatment

I returned to the cabin for my last treatment. Robie was going to be my 
guide this time because Serena was in Europe closing up some 
obligations resulting from Alice's death. I changed from my city clothes 
to my swamp shorts, T-shirt and hiking boots while she loaded the 
canoe.

I met her at the canoe and she said "Did you look in the mirror at 
yourself before you left? After all, this is the last time you will see 
yourself in this body."

I laughed and climbed in the canoe and we floated away from the dock. 
She let me paddle for awhile and then she said it was blindfold time. I 
was able to help some with my blindfold but it was awkward. And she 
had to tell me to duck several times because of low hanging limbs and 
bushes. After awhile, she told me to lie in the bottom of the canoe. Lying 
there, in the dark maintained by the blindfold, I quickly fell asleep, 
lulled by the gentle movement of the canoe through the swampwater.

I didn't know how long I had slept when I woke, but it was now dark 
and we were parked near the spring. Robie said "This is the first time 
that I have been permitted to return to the Fountain since my 
transformation. You are my first assist. Strip down and let's get started. 
We are supposed to meet Donna there but we are an hour ahead of 
schedule and have time to kill. Once she gets here, we will leave the 
canoes here and take a shortcut through this little bog. We don't want to 
go in the same way everytime and create a path going in to the area. 
You don't mind a little mud, do you?"

"Naw, it will wash off and I want to get this over with. Lead the way." I 
replied as I slipped out of my clothes and then put my sandals back on. 
We stepped out of the canoe and walked over to a sandy bar, where we 
would wait on Donna.

"Could you put some insect repellent on my back first? I don't want to 
be ate up by those damn things. This stuff is part repellent and part 
lotion. So put plenty on." Robie asked, handing me the bottle as she laid 
down on a blanket. She turned around and I began rubbing the stuff 
onto her perfectly tanned back. "Mmmmm," Robie purred, "I like strong 
hands. You could do that to me all day and I wouldn't complain. "

As I rubbed the insect repellent into her thirsty skin, I caressed the soft, 
round curves of her buttocks, causing Robie to begin slowly undulating. 
The smile on her face gave me a small rush, and I lingered there a 
moment, kneading the soft mounds. She turned around.

"Now I'll do yours." I handed her the bottle and assumed the same 
position. She straddled my body and started rubbing the lotion on me. I 
am not sure which felt better. The lotion being rubbed into my body or 
the soft brush of her pubic hair gently tickling me as she sat on my ass. 
I felt a good intoxicating rush. Robie massaged around my shoulders, 
sides, reaching under to my breasts, which sent a strong tingle of 
pleasure through my body. I rolled over and seeking Robie's wet lips 
with my lips. My tongue needed her tongue. As her hands caressed my 
breasts, we gyrated our hips together. Slowly my hands began exploring 
her hot breasts. Robie rolled to the side and our hands wandered down 
to the mounds of glistening wet hair. I knew exactly how to give her the 
most pleasure and she knew how to arouse a similar response with me. 
We began to arch, moaning, writhing, our fingers moving faster and 
faster... until Robie climaxed in full orgasm.

Robie rolled over and lay on her back with a wide grin. My trembling 
body, still yearning for release, lay next to her. "Just think. Next week at 
this time, you will be a fully functional woman, capable of multiple 
orgasms. Knowing what it feels like to be warm and wet inside. Let's 
head into the swamp." she said as she stood up.

I rose and followed her across the solid, wet sand. After a few steps it 
softened up, so you could hear our sandals squishing into the wet sand.

"This is going to be messy." she quietly mussed looking at her dirty 
sneakers as they squished in and out of the sand as she proceeded into 
the morass. The mucky sand sucked my sandals off my feet with a 
slurp. Robie said "Shit. We have the wrong type of shoes on for this 
stuff. These sandals won't stay on and will be more trouble than they 
are worth. We might as well leave the sandals here and go barefooted. 
We don't have to worry about broken glass or anything like that in this 
crap." She pulled off her shoes and threw them back to the blanket. I 
did the same. My bare feet squished more easily into the wet sand, 
which swallowed my feet to the ankle.

The mud sucked firmly at my feet, now completely under the surface. I 
pulled at the left foot, which didn't budge easily as the surrounding 
muck rippled as I moved and rapidly began turning into a thick slurry.

We had wadded to where we were in up over our calves and we were 
slowly but surely sinking. Every step was noisy because of the slurp as 
we strained to pull our feet free. My foot sank in nearly to my knee.

"This is quicksand!" I shouted. Robie was struggling with the thick mire 
around her, which liquefied more with each movement she made. She 
struggled frantically, causing her to sink to her thighs. "Last damn time 
I come this way. This shit has ruined my pedicure. There's only one way 
out of this shit. Do what I do." she groaned.

She dropped to her hands and knees, which readily sank in the now 
liquid goo. She began crawling out, the wet muddy sand coating her 
arms and weighing her down. The thick mud sucked strongly on her 
arms and legs. She groaned, every muscle straining as she struggled 
through the quicksand. The mud covered her body as she sank but she 
maintained her composure as she said "If this wasn't so dangerous, this 
could be nice. The mud has oozed in my crotch and feels very strange. It 
is a nice sensation." Only her head remained clean and above the 
surface, as she floated across the pit. I was sunk in up to my stomach 
as I watched her cross the morass.

I wasn't sinking fast, and I felt the support of the thick solid/liquid 
around my body. I pushed with my hands, but the mire hungrily 
devoured my arms. Once under, the sticky sand weighed me down even 
more and as I tried to remove my arms, the mud sucked tightly at my 
limbs.

My hands found firm ground, and I began to haul my mud-caked body 
out of the bog. The mud coated my body with about 1-2 inches of thick, 
tar-like goo and I felt like I weighed a ton. The struggle exhausted me 
and I lay still on the edge, my legs still partially submerged in the mire. I 
was floating, but I sank in whenever I moved. Once I stopped struggling, 
I would again float back up to the same buoyancy point.

"Did you know that mud is a beauty treatment and I have paid over one 
hundred dollars to have someone put this mud all over my body? " 
Robie grunted, "Keep swimming and you won't get sucked under."

I slowly extracted one leg from the settling sands. Now that we weren't 
struggling, the sands settled down and began re-solidifying. This made 
pulling my legs out even harder. I jerked repeatedly until the bog 
loosened a bit and released it's grip with a loud slurrrrp. Sitting up, I 
looked across to Robie. She remained at about shoulder depth, her 
arms now trapped in the solidifying sand. Her long, blond hair rested on 
the surface, half submerged.

Slithering naked in the six inch deep goo, I felt a small wave of pleasure 
ripple through me as the soft lotion-like mud caressed my breasts and 
thighs. It covered my body like cream and I slid forward feeling waves of 
enjoyment over my body. I rolled over and felt my butt-cheeks become 
slippery and wet as the smooth mud oozed up between them and 
pushed out the coarse sand. I felt like just staying there, writhing in the 
sucking, caressing, safe and shallow mud, but knew that I wanted to get 
the last treatment over and started forward again.

I felt the ground become more like the gritty, shifting quicksand as I got 
closet to Robie. She held her arms out and pulled me close to her. We 
wadded, dragged ourselves to a more solid area of dried muck.

As I slid my slick, glistening body toward Robie's muddy body, she 
spread her legs and said "I get turned on when I exercise and I like the 
feel of this slimy mud on my body. As long as it is wet and not dried out, 
that is. I was at Saratoga Hot Springs and my masseuse rubbed it all 
over me. Then he asked me if I wanted some special rubbing. I said yes. 
I had already heard about this masseuse and that is why I scheduled 
two hours with him. He rubbed the mud into my lips and around my 
clit. Then he took his tongue and sucked on my muddy clit. The action 
of his tongue, combined with the silt of the mud, quickly had me 
shaking through multiple orgasms. As I was crawling through this mud, 
that was all I could think about and I found myself turned on. How did 
you like the way it felt on your body?"

"I was more worried about getting out than getting laid." I replied.

She smiled at me and put her hand around my neck, pulling my lips 
toward her lips. Our lips met and her tongue searched for my tongue as 
her other hand reached between my leg to rub the wet mud against my 
almost vagina. She rolled me over on my back and found my nipples 
under the coat of mud. As she was cleaning one nipple with her tongue, 
her other hand was alternating piling fresh wet mud on my other breast 
and pelvic area.

As her lips worked through the thin coating of slimy mud, they found 
their mark and her tongue began doing its job. I arched my back, as a 
huge wave of passion washed over me. More and more Robie worked her 
head, sucking and licking at my muddy body. The motion caused me to 
writhe slightly, slightly loosening the sand and causing it to suck 
erotically at my skin all over my body.

"No wonder I couldn't find you two." said a distant voice.

I jerked my head and there was Donna laughing at us. Robie looked at 
me and said "Time to go. When you recover from the treatment, why 
don't we take a long vacation?"

I nodded and we stood up and walked over to where Donna was 
standing. She had some mud on her, but it was only up to her knees, 
while we were covered in it. She turned and we followed her over to the 
little cove with the hidden entrance.

We went into the water. We floated on top of the water for a few minutes 
letting the action of the water wash away the mud and then Robie 
nodded at me. I nodded back and took a deep breath. My ability to swim 
underwater was better than it used to be. I followed Robie underwater 
and through the first tunnel. She didn't say a word as I took the lead 
going through the second underwater tunnel.

When we entered the outer cave, I stood still as she made the minor 
slashes to my body. It didn't hurt much this time. Am I getting used to 
this type of treatment?

We entered the cave of the Fountain and my eyes quickly searched the 
far wall for the tell-tale reflection of the snake eyes. I didn't see any. 
Robie said quietly "Ah, shit. This means that we have to go find one."

"Find one! Where the hell are those damn things? You don't know how 
much I have been dreading this and wanting to get over it. Now I have to 
seek out one of those damn snakes and convince it to bite me." I said, 
very angrily.

Robie looked at me and said "You will have to crawl into the snake 
tunnel. I can't go with you because I can't risk getting snakebite 
because I have to take care of you. And you can't go deep because you 
must be able to get back out to where I can get you into the Fountain in 
time. Or we sit here and wait."

I looked at her and said "Fuck it. I have got to get this over. Give me that 
flashlight."

As she handed me one of the flashlights, she said "The tunnels are 
narrow and twisting. Suggest that you go feet first. After they strike, it 
takes about ten seconds to inject all of their venom before they release 
you. Then you have about another ten to twenty seconds before you lose 
control of the muscles in that area of the body. So you want a leg strike 
and only one snake. You have to get back to where I can get to you. 
Don't go over twenty feet into a tunnel. If you don't find a snake in that 
distance, we will try another tunnel. Which one do you want?"

I pointed the flashlight at several of the tunnels and picked one with a 
wide opening. "That one."

She nodded and gave me a big hug. We walked over to the tunnel and I 
shined the light inside and could see that it twisted and turned through 
the rock. I didn't see a snake.

I got down and eased my lower body into the tunnel, while shinning the 
light between my feet. Nothing happened. I slid across the cold rock and 
eased back into the tunnel until my whole body was inside the tunnel 
and my feet were about to the first curve. I couldn't see anything. I 
looked back up at the opening and Robie was trying to give me an 
encouraging smile as she said "Do you want to try another tunnel?"

"No. I am in here and have to continue a little further." as I eased my 
feet and body around the curve. It was a little wider higher here. I 
shined the light around the next curve and still couldn't see anything. I 
could clearly hear Robie say "What's going on? What do you see?"

"Nothing. The tunnel is getting a little bigger. I can almost sit up here 
and I am going to slide around the next curve. That is as far as I will go." 
I said with as much enthusiasm as I could muster.

I sat up and scooted around the corner and saw the snake coiled and 
waiting on me. It's tongue was flickering and it was blocking the rest of 
the passage. It was about four feet from my leg. I had to ease about two 
feet closer to it to make sure it attacked my leg.

I was very slowly inching across the floor, keeping my eyes glued to it's 
eyes, waiting for the moment that it would strike. Out of the corner of 
my right eye, I caught a glimpse of movement as something higher on 
the ledge shot at me. A bolt of lightening hit my face and ripped into my 
scalp as the unseen snake on the ledge attacked me. The force of the 
strike knocked me toward the snake at my feet and I remember 
screaming as it also struck me.

Then I went blind from the poison rushing through my head and I very 
clearly remember dying from the extreme toxicity of the venom injected 
into my face and scalp. I barely remember both snakes letting go of me 
and hearing someone scream my name. It must have been Robie's voice 
that I was hearing. She will be very surprised to find my dead body. All 
sorts of weird colors were screaming through my un-seeing eyes as my 
body started convulsing.

Chapter 11 - My funeral

"She coming out of it. Get Serena and Robie in here quick." said a faint 
voice.

I opened my eyes and saw Anh-Lee, leaning over me, smiling. I was 
alive. I lived through it.

"Shhhh. Just relax. Everything is ok. You are alive and the treatment is 
finished. You just need to relax and give yourself time to get your 
strength back. Your body is fine and just needs some rest." she said as 
she put a cold washcloth on my forehead.

"What happened?" I asked, still groggy.

"You got one of the strongest venom doses that anyone ever received 
and lived. Robie had to enter the tunnel head first and drag you back to 
the Fountain. The snake on the ledge struck at her and barely missed 
her. As she was pulling your body out, you were bit again, but by this 
time, you were already dead and couldn't feel it digging into you. She 
dragged and carried you to the Fountain and dumped you in as fast as 
she could. Then she collapsed on the rocks as she cried because she 
thought that she had lost you. When you started breathing again over 
two hours later, she cried again. You don't know how close you came, to 
being buried beside Alice. But rest for now. Everything is ok." she said.

I felt someone enter the room. I looked at the door and saw Robie 
standing there. Tears were streaming down her face and her hair was a 
mess. This was the first time that I had ever seen her, with her hair not 
brushed. She walked quickly to the side of the bed and grabbed my 
hand tightly as she said "Next time, don't go far into the tunnel. I almost 
didn't get you out of there in time."

Before I could respond, Serena entered the room and smile at me as she 
said "You have been through a difficult final transformation and need 
some more time to recover. You need to sleep a little bit longer. 
Everything is all right. You are beautiful and you are very much alive." 
Then she nodded to Anh-Lee and I felt the needle enter my arm.

I tried to sit up but was too weak and Serena easily held me down as 
the drug took affect. As my eyes closed, I heard Robie say "Are you sure 
that there is nothing that we can do for her? How can we tell her, when 
she wakes up?" Then I fell asleep.

Slowly I woke up and realized that I am sleeping on my back. My eyes 
were still closed but I was beginning to get control of myself. I remember 
the last thing that Robie said as I fell asleep. The transformation must 
have failed or worked incorrectly. I open my eyes slowly and see Donna 
in a chair, sleeping. She is the only one in the room with me.

I move my right leg and then my left leg. Everything feels normal. I move 
my right arm and then my left arm. I sit up very slowly and then ease 
my legs out of the bed. I am able to stand but I feel dizzy. I catch myself 
as I almost fall and the noise wakes Donna up."

She jumps up and balances me as she yells "Serena, I need some help." 
then she calmly says to me "Honey, take it easy. You don't know what 
your body has been through. You need to get some rest." as she helps 
me back onto the bed.

Serena comes running in and quickly sees what has occurred. She gets 
on the other side of the bed and helps Donna position me back on the 
bed.

"I am sorry. I thought that I could go to the bathroom by myself. I didn't 
realize how weak I am. How do I look? Was the treatment successful?" I 
asked.

Serena looks at Donna quickly and then says "The treatment was 
successful and you look beautiful. You just had too much venom in 
your system and still haven't recovered from it. We are going to put you 
back to sleep for another day while you rest."

I try to object but I already feel the needle sticking into my arm and I am 
too weak to resist. I barely manage to blurt out "Serena, don't. Tell me 
what happened. What is going on with me?"

Then I fell asleep.

I am awake again. But my arms and legs are immobile. They have tied 
me to the bed. I turn my head and Serena is sitting beside the bed, 
watching me.

"Why am I tied down like this?" I ask.

"You were only supposed to get the venom from one snakebite and you 
took three. One of the bites was to your head. Our history records 
indicates that you stand a good chance of going insane and using your 
new powers to destroy us. Our rules are that only one snakebite is 
permitted. If the inductee gets two snakebites, then we let them die. I 
would have let you die if I had been there. Robie says that she only saw 
the one snakebite and thought the other bloody areas were from the 
knife cuts. We know that she didn't have time to examine you. You are 
tied up for our protection. We took a sample of your blood yesterday and 
it is being tested now. If it comes back with a positive reaction, then we 
have to take the appropriate actions. Nothing personal, but we cannot 
turn loose someone that could hurt us or innocent by-standers. If it is 
negative, then you have nothing to worry about. We will turn you loose 
and welcome you as one of us. Do you understand how hard it is for me 
to make this decision and to have to order you tied like this?" she asked 
as a tear flowed down her cheek.

"Serena, I can't hurt you or anyone here. Why can't you release me until 
you get the results. I have to pee." I said as I strained at my bonds.

"Pee in the bed. I can't release you. And we should know in less than an 
hour. Anh-Lee is at the lab, waiting on the results. Why don't you go 
back to sleep?" she quietly said.

"What do I look like?" I asked

"Beautiful. You are one of the most beautiful women that I have ever 
seen. You have the body that most women dream of and men lust for. 
Your beauty is fantastic and I hope that it does not become a curse to 
you. When special people like us have the capability to enjoy long lives, 
the ability to blend into the crowd becomes more important. Being so 
beautiful that people chase after you constantly is not fun after awhile." 
she said.

Before I could ask anything else, Anh-Lee ran into the cabin saying "It's 
negative. Her blood work is negative."

Serena's burst into a big smile as she leaped up and started untying 
me. "Thank God. A positive result would have mandated your death. 
Within a week or two, you would have had a disease much worse than 
rabies and just as dangerous to us."

As she helped me out of bed, I just had one question "What do I look 
like?"

Serena answered by unbuttoning my top buttons of the nightgown and 
letting it fall away. I turned slowly toward the full length mirror. Staring 
back at me was the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen. Long 
beautiful legs, ending in full wide hips, with a obvious vagina separating 
the legs. A narrow long waist tapering up to a set of very large boobs 
riding high and perky on my chest, with inch long nipples and wide 
areola. The face was beautiful but looked familiar. I bent over and 
spread my cunt lips. All traces of my former sex were gone and I had a 
beautiful clit peeking out at me.

Robie had entered the cabin and said "We checked your body while you 
were sleeping. It is perfect and completely female." I looked up to see big 
smiles on everyone's face. Serena said "Jobeth, why don't you go take a 
shower and get cleaned up. Then we have some things to get out of the 
way before we go back downtown."

Everyone filed out of my cabin and I put on my robe and slippers. Robie 
walked with me over to the showers and then left me to myself. I entered 
the shower room and slipped out of my robe. I caught my reflection in 
the full-length mirror. Now that I was alone, I examined myself 
attentively. Despite my just getting out of bed appearance, I thought 
that I was very attractive. My short blond hair complemented the tan of 
my skin. My blue eyes squinted back at me, which were the only thing 
that did not change during my transformation. I brushed my teeth and 
stepped on the scale. The display read 128 pounds. I smiled knowingly 
that last month I was a forty-two year old overweight male, and today I 
am a beautiful forever young twenty-two year old woman. I looked at my 
boobs and smiled again, knowing that these breasts would always be 
this pert and would never sag or crease the way other women's bodies 
change. The long nipples could never be hidden by any bra. I looked at 
my thighs, how smooth and curvy, and almost laughed, knowing that 
they would never be bothered by cellulite. I leaned forward and looked 
at the face, at the full voluptuous lips, the feminine cheeks and nose. 
The eyes had not changed but the face around the eyes had changed. It 
was a beautiful face that would never have any crows' feet marring the 
smooth tanned face.

"Why couldn't I ever meet anyone that looked like this, when I was a 
man.", I mumbled to myself, and stepped into the shower.

The hot water from the shower pounded into my shoulders and back. I 
washed my hair, then lathered up the soap and began scrubbing my 
shoulders and neck, working my way downward to my new breasts. As 
my hands swept over them, I felt a slight surge, but did my best to 
suppress the urge to keep lathering my cantaloupe-sized tits and 
continued down. When my hand reached the juncture of my thighs, I 
paused a moment. It felt so good...

I sprayed the soap from my body but when I got to my vagina, I let the 
shower spray linger there for a little while.

I brought my other hand down and ran a light finger over my pussy lips, 
sending a chill up my spine that caused me to shudder slightly. I 
brought the nozzle closer to my vagina, and received a jolting, quivering 
sensation that quickly fanned over my entire body into a quaking 
warmth. With my other hand, I spread my labia apart slightly and 
gently stroked my delicate inner lips. The back of my thumb glossed 
smoothly over my clitoris, and I shook again. I pressed two fingers 
against my clit and began rubbing in circles, causing my legs to go weak 
and a gasp to escape from my lips.

I pressed the palm of my hand against my cunt and began kneading. 
My clit became engorged and received delightful friction from the palm 
of my hand. I threw my head back, dropped the showerhead, and 
leaned against the wall of the shower for support as I felt my juices drip 
from my steamy box. I let out a low moan, and my head swam in 
ecstasy. My nipples became rock hard, and I knew I was going to cum.

I turned around with my back to the shower and started to caress my 
buttocks. My hands slowly moved over each cheek and then, one by 
one, ran down the crease where they came together. I grabbed each 
cheek, bent forward at the waist, and spread them apart as my fingers 
played against first my asshole, then my pussy. I was so lost in the 
moment that nothing else in the world mattered to me. At this point I 
just wanted to come - nothing else. Just one big, earth trembling, body 
shaking, leg drenching, fucking orgasm. I shoved two, then three, 
fingers into my waiting pussy and began pumping my hips into them 
violently until I felt the room spinning and thought I was going to faint. I 
came violently, with an silent scream and legs buckling as I sank to the 
floor in a heap.

"Jobeth, do you need some help with your make-up?" said a close by 
voice that caused me to jump. I hadn't heard anyone enter the shower 
room.

"No, I am just finishing up my shower and will be out in a minute." I 
said, mildly irritated that I had been interrupted as I was experimenting 
with my new body.

"I will wait on you. I have a surprise for you and for the rest of the 
Council. Make sure that you shave your legs while you are in there." she 
said.

Shit, I mummered under my breath. I grabbed the soap and razor and 
quickly shaved my legs. I wanted to explore my new body a little more 
first. With a finality, I turned off that wonderful warm water and opened 
the shower door. Anh-Lee was waiting and handed me a towel. I 
thanked her and dried myself off, while she watched me. When I 
finished, she said "Everyone thinks that you are going to put on the 
simple blouse and skirt that we have for you. But when I saw your body 
and how great you looked, I decided to go shopping for you. I bought 
some clothes and would like for you to wear them tonight for your first 
meeting with the Council in your new body. Would you mind wearing 
what I selected for you and letting me dress you?"

"I would be honored. Thank you for thanking about me and for being my 
friend. What do you have for me?" I inquired.

"First the panty hose. You won't need to wear anything else under the 
dress that I selected for you. I measured your body and bought this 
especially for you."

I accepted the proffered pantyhose and put them on quickly, having 
recently become very proficient on wearing them. Then she gave me a 
dress. A beautiful black strapless mid-knee-length cocktail dress. She 
helped me into it and fastened it in the back. I wanted to walk over to 
the mirror and see how I looked but she said "Humor me for a couple of 
minutes. I have an ideal of a certain look for you and I want to do the 
make-over as a surprise to you also. I promise in five minutes that you 
can look at yourself in the mirror. Deal?"

I nodded and sat down where she directed. Then she applied make-up 
to my face. After a couple of quick minutes, she walked behind me and 
placed something on my head. From the corner of my eye, I could see 
that it was a long-haired blond wig. She busied herself for a minute 
securing it to my short hair and blending my front bangs into the 
hairstyle that she was brushing out. When she was finished, she said 
"Fini now go look at the new you."

I walked slowly to the full length mirror and looked at myself. I did not 
recognize myself. Staring back at me was the most beautiful woman 
that I had ever seen.

Anh-Lee said "The slight changes to your face made it look familiar and I 
finally decided who you looked like. I had to look around a little bit but I 
found pictures of her in a recent Playboy magazine. With long blond hair 
and some make-up, you could pass for her twin. Look at these 
pictures." as she handed me a Playboy magazine.

I looked at the face and body and then at myself in the mirror. Yes, that 
is me. That is what I look like now. Except that my boobs look bigger. I 
looked at the name beside the pictures. Anna Nicole Smith. The Guess 
girl and former Playmate of the Year. I look almost exactly like her.

I turn sideways and look at my profile. I smile and look at my face. My 
beautiful face. I look at the cleavage, the hips, the waist and the 
beautiful legs. Everything looked perfect and this is me. I am going to 
look like this for the next eight hundred years.

Anh-Lee broke by self-review by saying "It's time to share this with our 
sisters."

We walked to the main cabin. She opened the door and let me enter 
first. When I entered, all talk ceased and everyone looked at me. Robie 
was the first to break the silence by saying "I will never introduce you to 
any of my boyfriends."

Then everyone rushed me and hugged me. After the initial greeting, 
Serena started the formal welcoming ceremony by saying "Ladies, 
tonight our new sister joins us. She has accepted our invitation and 
joined us. Her Council name is Jobeth. As a gift to her, we have some 
memorabilia to start her new life. First is a newspaper article about a 
presumed drowned canoeist, then the next day's article about the 
search for the missing canoeist and then the obituary of Jeff Daniels, 
who is assumed drowned by proper authorities. We have a video of the 
memorial services held for the missing man. Your old life is gone. 
Welcome to your new life, Jobeth." as she toasted me.

The rest of the night was a series of congratulations on how great I 
looked and stories about their transformation. Serena asked me who I 
wanted for a sexual partner tonight and when I told her that I hadn't 
even considered that yet, she said that they held a drawing and Diana 
won the drawing. Would that be acceptable and I agreed. Serena called 
a halt to the meeting and recommended that everyone turn and get 
ready for tomorrow. Diana walked back to my cabin with me. As we 
were talking, I could feel my nakedness under the dress and noticed a 
dampness between my thighs. I realized that thinking about the 
upcoming events was beginning to excite me.

"I brought my little toys with me. Now that you are a real woman, these 
toys will fit a little better and provide more pleasure. They will also give 
you some training so that when you get ahold of the real thing, you will 
know what to expect and how to react. Nobody is going to believe that 
someone with a body like yours, is a virgin." she joked.

In the cabin, Diana said "Sit down and let me relax you a little." I sat 
down in a chair and Diana stepped behind me. I relaxed as Diana 
started rubbing my shoulders and neck.

"That feels nice", I complimented.

I leaned back, closed my eyes and let Diana relax me completely. I 
breathed peacefully, letting her control me. She whispered "Everyone 
has fantasies about things that turn them on. A lot of people have 
fantasies about someone of their own sex. I find it is so much easier to 
fantasize about women. You know that I am a lesbian. I enjoy men but I 
prefer women. I enjoy showing them how to experience their bodies 
emotions and how to be satisfied. When I am with a man, I feel that he 
is using my body to masturbate himself, but when I am with a woman, I 
feel the love and tenderness that only a woman can give to another 
woman. Men are so self-serving and dirty. They try to make you bend to 
see your tits better, and make comments when you walk by. They are 
little boys, whistling at something that they want but don't really know 
how to use. Their motto is slam blam, thank you madam and they never 
try to satisfy you. Guys think with their cocks. Being with a woman is 
foreplay that goes on and on. It isn't like sex with men that ends before 
you've even started. It's much more tender. I greatly enjoy a woman's 
touch on my skin, her lips kissing my neck and ear, and the best feeling 
of all, when her fingers are touching my wet pussy."

I noticed that Diana's nipples were now clearly visible under the 
garment. Diana was running her hands down her body. I moved like in 
a dream as I stepped up and kissed Diana on her mouth, the kiss was 
slight and friendly. My tongue caressed hers, probing tenderly. I closed 
my eyes and took a deep breath. We held each other's bodies and Diana 
started licking my shoulder, neck and ear with her tongue. I sighed with 
excitement and held on to Diana tighter so my legs wouldn't turn into 
cooked macaroni and I wouldn't fall on the floor. I felt Diana's lips on my 
neck, caressing shyly my shoulders. I opened my eyes and guided her 
other hand to my breasts. Diana giggled and placed her hands on my 
hips as she kissed me on my lips.

"Let's do it", Diana said with passion. I returned to the wide chair 
pulling Diana with me and sat down. Diana sat on my lap facing me, her 
knees supporting her on the both sides of my body. Her breasts were 
close to my face, and I caressed them with my hands through the 
clothes. Her back arched as I found her nipples and started massaging 
them. Diana's ass was resting on thin air, and I moved my hands to 
support it. I gradually brought them closer to Diana's pussy as Diana 
removed all clothes from her torso, revealing her breasts for me to lick. I 
felt a strange, new wonderful feeling inside me and knew that it was my 
own pussy getting moist.

"Oh god", Diana moaned as she put her hands to my tits. I was now 
licking her warm breasts one by one, burying my face between them 
and pulling her closer to me. My pussy was now tingling as I wanted 
this gorgeous woman.

After a minute of this I stood up. I was strong enough to lift Diana, who 
had wrapped her arms and legs around me. I put her down on the rug. 
Diana caressed her tits as I took off my dress and panty hose to stood 
there buck naked. Diana reached her hand for me. I took it and let her 
pull my body gently down to her.

Her breasts were firm just like her skin, and the nipples were dark and 
inviting. "Kiss them", Diana said, touching my nipples with her fingers. I 
started sucking the left nipple. "Use your tongue, too", she advised me, 
and my tongue darted to circle around her nipple. "The other one, too", 
she said, wanting me to satisfy her thirst.

I was on top, and we were kissing fiery kisses, our tongues licking each 
other's mouth. Diana wrapped her legs around me, thus securing the 
position. Our hot pussies were now very close. She placed her hand over 
my pussy and I moved to give her more room.

She rubbed my pussy lips with her fingers as she licked my swollen, 
aching breasts. "Yes", I moaned as she inserted her finger inside me, 
examined me for a while, found my clitoris and concentrated in it. I 
arched my back and stretched my feet as far as I could to intensify to 
feeling. I lay on my back with my eyes closed, feeling my body and lust 
that this wonderful woman was creating inside me.

"Oooh Oh God Oh God Oh God Oh GOD!" I screamed as I reached my 
first peak. Diana let me cum for a moment, then she quickly helped me 
to reach the peak again. I had been looking forward to this for this for so 
long and was heaving with excitement. I felt the orgasm make its way 
through my hot body. My body, responded by exploding into an orgasm 
such as I have never felt. We breathed heavily as we held tight against 
each other, prolonging the orgasm, feeling it, sharing it together.

As soon as the orgasm had been enjoyed into the last drop, Diana 
started eating me. First she licked my pussy lips and the insides of my 
thighs, then she inserted her tongue into my pussy and started moving 
it back and forth, casually flickering it at my clitoris. I writhed in ecstasy 
and moaned something incomprehensible. Diana took her tongue out, 
lapped my wet pussy lips, then inserted it again. Her tongue was wet 
and warm with my pussy juices. My clitoris was swollen hard for the 
excitement. I breathed slow and hard, rubbing my ass cheeks on the 
rug. It felt so good. My pussy was now a wet, hot chasm of pure 
passion. Diana inserted her other forefinger inside my tight asshole and 
pushed it deeper.

Diana moved down my breasts and started licking the nipples. They 
were swollen and I arched as I anticipated another climax. She repeated 
this several times, which almost drove me into frenzy. Finally, when my 
moans were so intense that they could mean only one thing, she rocked 
her tongue inside me. Diana moved her finger in circles around my 
clitoris. I felt how my asshole's muscles vibrated once, then again - the 
orgasm was coming again, this time with force. It is difficult to describe 
the pleasure radiating from my massive orgasm, especially since I had 
just enjoyed one only moments before.

"You feel so good", Diana said and looked up at my face. Her strong 
scent mixing with my new natural scent drove me wild. After we had 
been lying side by side, caressing and exploring each other's pussies 
with our fingers, she helped me into the right position for a 69. I was in 
ecstasy when I realized that my vaginal muscles were fondling her 
fingers. The close-up sight and smell of her black pussy drove me nuts 
and I inserted my tongue between her pussy lips. Diana moaned and 
directed me how to do all of the right moves. She had patience to wait 
until I had reached the rhythm, and then shot out her own tongue to my 
bare pussy. I shivered when I felt something soft and wet enter me, but 
Diana told me to keep going and I did.

The sensation caused me to cum almost immediately, and I buried my 
face into Diana's hips as I was on all fours and coming into her mouth. 
All the time she licked me, the insides of my thighs, lapping my pussy 
lips vertically all the way like a dog. My clitoris pulsated as her tongue 
rubbed it, my sensitivity increased beyond limits.

We repeated this cycle on each other several times, each time more 
passionately. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and pulled my 
tongue in. I clamped my mouth down over the entire top portion of 
Diana's pussy and then pursed my lips around the clit. I started 
sucking hard on her clit while only occasionally licking with my tongue. 
She straightened her legs out quickly several times, kicking in 
involuntary orgasmic contractions and them wrapped them around my 
neck. A flood of hot wet liquid shot into my mouth. She ejaculates, I 
realized. I remember Diana screaming "Oh YYEEEEESS!" as she came, 
both of my fingers climaxing her, supporting her launch to orbit.

We held each other in our arms for minute. Diana laid back, limp from 
the hot sex. I moved up to suck softly on her breasts. My tongue was 
sore from where I had pressed it against her black haired pussy but the 
tender feel of her nipples felt good. Her breasts were heaving as she 
gasped for air. Then she became quite as her body relaxed. I thought 
that Diana had fallen asleep. She looked peaceful like a satisfied 
newborn.

After resting for several long minutes, Diana reached over to a bag she 
had brought with her. She pulled out a black leather belt and a large 
pink dildo.

"Now, it's time for you to get a good fuck." Diana told me.

"Yeah," I said, with my eyes wide as I looked at the rubber phallus. That 
is going to fit into me?

Diana slide the belt around her waist and pulled another strap up 
between her legs. She stroked her pussy for a moment and then 
buckled the harness. The base of the dildo rested just above her clit and 
as she bounced the rubber dick up and down, it vibrated her clit so 
nicely.

She pushed me back and mounted me. The rubber dick was only about 
eight inches long, but I gasped in a combination of pain, surprise, and 
pleasure as it entered my hole. Diana leaned forward and as her fingers 
spread my pussy lips apart she began inserting the dildo slowly into me. 
She went slowly at first. Easing it in a little then back out, each thrust 
entered me a little further. It wasn't long before she had it all the way in. 
As the pace quickened, I felt her hands rubbing my anus. The fingers 
would start to enter the hole then back out.

Diana bucked her hips up and down, just has she had done earlier 
while I was licking her pussy. I pulled Diana toward me and enjoyed the 
weight of the woman on top of me as we fucked. It feels good to be 
penetrated and I was very much enjoying this.

We kissed and hugged each other tightly as we fucked. Diana varied the 
thrusting every couple of moments, keeping me guessing what was 
coming next. Long, slow, easy thrusts for a couple of minutes and then 
a series of quick shallow thrusts and then some hard deep thrusts that 
took my breath away.

Diana whispered "Most men get into rhythm and they stay there. A man 
that knows what he is doing, will vary the rhythm. Now find your inner 
muscles. Let your muscles grasp and hold the shaft. As I go very slow, 
use your muscles to gently squeeze and relax on the shaft." I followed 
her instructions and discovered that I could control my inner muscles 
and squeeze against this invading rod.

I liked the feel of another woman on top of me. Diana's hot breasts 
crushed against my own breasts as we moaned and moved as one 
person. After my next orgasm, Diana took the dildo from my body as she 
said "Now, you do me," she commanded as she positioned the dildo 
inches away from my mouth.

I took the dildo in my hands. It was slick with my own juices. I took it 
into my mouth and sucked on it for just a moment. I had started to part 
my lips the moment the dildo was offered to me. I took the long, thick 
tool in my mouth as far as Diana fed it to me and greedily lapped the 
juices from it. She softly asked "I think, Jobeth, that I detected a severe 
urge on your part to have an orgasm. Tell me - are you as hot as you 
appear?"

I peered at the dildo sticking out from Diana. I knew what was coming 
and welcomed it. "Yes, I am." I answered.

"Good," Diana moved her hand up and down the shaft and licked her 
lips. "because you're about to get fucked like you've never been fucked 
or have ever fucked anyone else. But at least I'll bet you've never been 
fucked this well by another woman. Get down on your knees with your 
forehead on the floor."

Diana pulled it from my mouth and as I got down on my hands and 
knees. She got behind me and, taking the dick into her hand, moved it 
to the opening of my pussy. I felt the air on my wet pussy and ass and 
that excited me even more. I waited for the dildo to invade my pussy and 
put out the fire inside once more. I could no longer control my thoughts 
or actions. I sensed the presence of Diana behind me and then felt the 
tip of the dildo beginning to spread my vagina. I moved my hips 
backward to hasten the coupling and felt the long, thick hunk of rubber 
making its way to my cervix. I felt the dildo pounding on my cervix and 
stretching the walls of my vagina. It was a divine ache. I continued 
working up and down. I loved the feel of it. I loved the pleasure it 
brought me. I can feel the shaft being sucked into me and then coming 
out. With each stroke, my ass cheeks squeeze together then spread 
apart. The dildo brought me closer to euphoria with each thrust. Drool 
rolled out of my mouth onto the carpet as I began to move my hips 
faster and faster and Diana worked her dildo in deeper and rougher. I 
was nearing orgasm when I felt Diana's hands on my breasts, grabbing 
my nipples and squeezing them. I came again. I came and came. This 
orgasm left me completely exhausted and I could no longer support the 
weight of Diana's body on my back. My legs wobbled and I crashed into 
the carpet with Diana on top of me. The force of impact when we hit the 
floor drove the dildo into me hard and I yelled "OOOHHHH!"

She had to pull the dildo out so we could back into the same position. 
But this time, she raised it higher to the opening of my asshole. I tensed 
up for a moment and then took a deep breath. As I relaxed, I could feel 
my asshole relax also. The dildo was still slick with my cum, so it moved 
into my ass easily.

She pushed the dildo in slowly as she reached around me and grabbed 
one of my breasts. She slowly begin to move her hips forward and 
backward. After a few moments, my ass seemed to relax more and the 
pressure got a little easier. Diana took this as a sign to push just a little 
faster; not much, just a little. I moaned softly and began to move in 
rhythm to her movements.

"Oh, god" Diana said aloud. "You don't know how good this feels. The 
little nubs molded into the base of the strap-on dildo are mashing 
against my clit with each push and are driving me crazy. I wish 
someone was fucking my ass with his big prick at the same time and 
shoots his cum all over my pussy. I loved it when they pull out just 
before climax and cum over my stomach. Damn, these nubs mashing 
against my pussy are faster and faster. I am cuming now."

Many long, gentle strokes later, both of us had another orgasm. As she 
began orgasm, she gave one last, deep thrust and at the same instant 
she buried the dildo all the way into me, I collapsed to the floor with her 
on top. It had been a violent orgasm. The best ever. She pulled the dildo 
out of my ass, got groggily to her feet, undid the dildo from her body, 
threw it aside and stumbled to the bed where she plopped down out of 
breath. I joined her and we kissed long and hard.

Afterward, we lay quiet, holding each other in an embrace.

Chapter 12 - The Doctor's examination

Serena woke me up early the next morning and said "Let's go see Doctor 
Stoops, who is our gynecologist. He's anxious to do a full pelvic 
examination on you."

The muscles in my crotch tensed as I heard her say those words. I had 
almost forgotten that I was different in some places, and a physical for a 
woman included an internal examination. I wondered what it would feel 
like.

Serena and I drove downtown. We entered an office building and 
entered an office suite with the words OBSTETRICS AND GYNECOLOGY 
on the doors. Serena said something to a nurse behind the desk, and 
she immediately got up and lead us to an examining room. It had a 
chair, a stool, a table, the type with stirrups, and a cabinet full of 
paraphernalia. There was a paper cover on the table, and the nurse 
went to a drawer, and removed a hospital type open back smock. She 
gave it to me, and told me to undress. Then Serena blew me a kiss as 
she and nurse left the room.

I undressed and put the little smock on. There was no place to sit except 
on the edge of the table. I was looking at the stirrups, when someone 
knocked on the door and entered.

"Jobeth Daniels, I am Doctor Joe Stoops. " said the doctor as he opened 
my medical chart.

"I have been providing my special services to the Council for all of my 
medical career. I don't know the secrets behind the Council, or wish to 
know any more secrets than I already know. I owe my career and life to 
the Council. Therefore, I will serve you as I can, with my limited 
knowledge of what you have been through or how you got here. You are 
the first new member to join the Council in my lifetime and Serena has 
asked me to give you a through check-up. By law, I am required to have 
a female nurse in the room. Do you wish one?" Dr. Stoops said. I 
nodded no.

Dr. Stoops took each of my arms and looked at them, one at a time. He 
looked at my hands, my elbows, and took a small light, and looked into 
my eyes, and ears. He turned me facing away from him, and thumped, 
and pressed on my back in various places. So far, it was familiar to me.

"Please remove the smock. This will be just a routine examination and 
pap smear." Dr. Stoops said.

I untied the little tie behind my neck, and pulled the cloth off of me. Dr. 
Stoops firmly pressed my breasts between his fingers. He used enough 
force that the slight pain it caused made me wince.

"Does that hurt?" Dr. Stoops asked.

"A little." I replied. "They seem a little sensitive to me."

"More than normal?" The Doctor asked, knowing that I did not know 
what normal was.

"They've felt the same ever since I've been like this." I said.

Dr. Stoops looked carefully at my nipples, and felt each of my breasts, 
feeling for lumps. Then he measured my rib cage and around my 
breasts. He wrote the numbers down and looked at a chart. Then he 
said "I don't get the opportunity to see many 46-DDD size breasts that 
are as natural looking as your are. If I didn't know the health properties 
of the Council members so well, I would recommend that you have an 
immediate breast reduction operation before they start sagging. 
However, with what I have seen from Council members so far, I don't 
expect to see any sagging of your breasts within my lifetime. And I think 
that if you went through a breast reduction operation, that the tissue 
would fill itself out again within a year or less."

"Please sit on the end of the table please." Dr. Stoops said.

He went to a small cabinet, and took out some metal tools. He laid them 
on a towel placed on a small rolling table. I looked at the things on the 
table, but didn't recognize the stainless steel, and white plastic tools on 
the table. Dr. Stoops went to the table, and took some surgical latex 
gloves from a box on the table. He carefully put them on. Then he picked 
up a shiny metal tool which looked like a huge cork remover with 
elongated spoons on the end. He held it up for me to examine. He picked 
up the larger of the two.

"This is a speculum." Dr. Stoops said. "and is used for internal 
examination. I know that this is your first exam of this type and that 
you want to know what I am doing. Therefore, I will discuss things that I 
do not normally discuss with my patients and conduct some special 
tests, per Serena's request." He moved the control on the end, and the 
spoons on the end spread apart. I knew where that thing was going.

He adjusted the table so that there was a slight tilt upward to the head 
end. Then he pulled me back so that I was laying tilted back on the 
table. He covered my body with a small sheet. Then he pulled out and 
adjusted the metal stirrups and placed my feet in them. It was not 
uncomfortable, but it did seem strange. Suddenly, I felt the end of the 
table, the part under my upper legs, go down, as Dr. Stoops folded it 
down. My butt was now at the very edge of the table, but the weight of 
my legs was taken up by the stirrups. Next, I felt cool air on my bottom 
as Dr. Stoops adjusted the sheet so that my bottom half was exposed. I 
couldn't see much, since the sheet concealed what was happening from 
my view.

I felt a hand touch my crotch and smooth fingers touching my genital 
area, as Dr. Stoops examined it with firm but gentle touches. Two cool 
fingers spread my soft inner lips as he said "This is your labia being 
spread wide and then I will examine your clitoris next." I could feel my 
crotch muscles contract, as if they were trying to keep that most 
sensitive area concealed. I felt a finger touch my clitoris.

The tickling sensation from his examination went lower. I tensed my 
muscles there, and felt the different sensation of my vaginal closing 
tighter. I felt the probe move back up, as the Doctor said "I'm touching 
the area dissecting your labia minora, and labia majora. Between your 
inner and outer vulva lips." The moving touch kept going to a very 
sensitive area. "I'm near the clitoris." Dr. Stoops explained.

I felt my lips get pulled apart, and something hard touch me. It moved 
around a little, and then I felt it seem to slide along my opening. I could 
sense that it was inside of me. Strange, I thought, I can't really feel it in 
there, but I can sure tell it's there. I could feel it stretching my opening, 
and where it touched the outer parts.

Suddenly the touching stopped, and I hoped it was over. Then, from 
over the sheet, I could see Dr. Stoops take a speculum, the smaller one 
this time, and put some K-Y jelly from a large tube, on the spoons. He 
held the spoons in his hand momentarily, perhaps to warm them. Then, 
I could feel the speculum as Dr. Stoops placed it at the entrance to my 
vaginal opening. Dr. Stoops swiftly, but gently, maneuvered the metal 
device, until I could more sense rather than feel, that it was deep inside 
me. Suddenly there was a very noticeable pain, as the speculum was 
spread. I never felt more vulnerable in my life.

"Your vaginal opening is normal in size and configuration, and your 
hymen is no longer intact. The clitoris is of normal size and responds to 
stimuli in a very normal fashion." He touched it with the tip of his 
ungloved finger as he spoke. He stroked my clit, allowing it to swell and 
extend itself as my hips jerked from the contact. "As expected, the labia 
major are un-remarkable and have the elasticity which one might expect 
at your age and assumed degree of sexual experience."

As I lay there, covered with a sheet, I was unable to see what was being 
done to me, but was feeling a slight pain, as the metal object in my 
crotch was moved around. "The labia minor also appear to be normal in 
every way, and there is no evidence of any damage at any time from 
abnormal insertions or other such activities. There is one unusual thing, 
which is the copious amounts of vaginal fluids which flow from your 
opening. As are most Council members, you are extremely sensitive to 
sexual simulation. I have put a quantity of k-y jelly on your vagina and 
would like for you to explore yourself with your finger in a minute."

Suddenly, I felt the speculum collapse, and withdraw from my bottom. 
The stretching made me feel strange in that area, even with the tool 
removed. Before I was recovered from the quick removal of the 
speculum, I felt a finger in my genital opening. Dr. Stoops felt around 
inside me, pressing on my abdomen with his other hand. I could feel 
him pressing on my bladder, and for a moment had a strong urge to 
urinate. Then the hand on my abdomen went to my bottom, and I felt 
Dr. Stoops insert a finger in my other opening. He probed and felt 
around, and I found it very uncomfortable. Then the hands and fingers 
were gone, and I could see Dr. Stoops remove the surgical gloves and 
toss them into a covered waste can.

"I don't think you will ever get used to an examination." The Doctor said 
as he changed the table's position. "Now take your index finger and 
probe inside your vagina."

I reached down and carefully probed around with my index finger. I was 
wet and slippery, and the finger went in easy. I was sitting on the edge 
of the examination table, with my hand over my pubic area, and one 
finger inside my vagina.

"The water soluble lubricant used in the examination makes everything 
extremely slick and easy to examine yourself. Can you feel the bumps 
and ridges?" the Doctor asked.

"Yes." I replied.

"The small lump is your urethra. It is just after the ridge of your 
somewhat prominent, pubic bone. Now, I am going to talk you through 
this. Let your finger enter your vaginal opening. Do you feel some 
restriction, some tight tissue? Good. That is your hymen. The opening in 
your hymen is large enough to penetrate with your finger. It will stretch 
even more. When you can't get any further inside, I want you to tense 
your crotch muscles. Good. That is the reaction that I expected. As far 
as I am aware, you are a normal natural woman. We will do some more 
tests to determine your exact physical make-up."

"You can dress now. Then come to my office next door." Dr. Stoops said, 
as he took a clipboard, and started writing on it. Before he exited the 
room he handed me a box of large, soft tissues.

I sat there, wrapped in the sheet, my crotch feeling like it had been 
ripped apart. I pulled the sheet away, and looked at the tender area. My 
genitalia and pubic hair was smeared with the lubricating jelly that Dr. 
Stoops used. I took a tissue, and began cleaning myself up, wiping the 
jelly from my pubic area, and around my sore, and abused, genital 
opening.

I dressed and went next-door to the Doctors personal office. I sat down 
in the chair and the Doctor said "My examination reveals that you seem 
to be a normal, healthy, young female. Your pelvic examination 
indicates a twenty to twenty-five years old woman. Your uterus is 
perfect, and pink, like a young girl just out of adolescence. Your breast 
development is normal female, except for the larger than normal 
breasts. Your legs are normal female legs, with extremely smooth skin. 
You have good muscle tone underneath a thin layer of fat just under the 
skin. This thin layer is normal and is what makes females feel so soft. 
Your skin is very sensitive. Preliminary tests indicate that you can 
probably get pregnant. You will also probably have menstrual periods, 
where you experience cramps, and get bitchy. I suspect that we will also 
find that your chromosomes are typical for a female. We have just 
started the analysis, and that's all we have so far. I will have to look at 
the results of the other physical examinations, but I know that you have 
the total outward appearance of a normal female. You are genetically a 
woman as well as physically. What are you mentally?"

I looked at him for a moment and said "I am not sure."

He smiled and said "That is the best answer. I want to see you again in 
one year. I will ask you the same question and if you don't know the 
answer at that time, then I will worry about you."

Chapter 13 - Learning to be me

In the last three days, I've become a shameless slut, a sex addict, 
fucking everyone I can.

Serena gave me some money and suggested that I wander around the 
rest of the day and get used to being an attractive woman in a crowd. I 
didn't know what that meant, but I quickly found out. As I walked down 
the street, men would stare at my boobs or my ass. They would brush 
against me on purpose. After only a couple of minutes on a busy street, 
I became a little self conscious because of the way that everyone seemed 
to focus on me. As a man, I was always ignored and never experienced 
this feeling.

I found myself in front of a tall building that had one of these open-air 
restaurants on top and I wanted to sit down for a couple of minutes to 
relax. I entered the building and waited for the elevator. As I entered the 
elevator, I barely noticed a a handsome young man who got on also. But 
I soon became all to aware of him

We were the only occupants of the elevator but instead of giving me 
room, he stood directly behind me. As we rode higher and higher, he 
came closer and closer until he was pushed softly against me from 
behind. I stepped to the other side of the elevator and tried to show him 
I wasn't interested. He just broke into a big smile and winked at me. He 
was about twenty-five, and extremely handsome. His knit shirt showed 
off his hard muscles, and I began to feel a very strong sexual attraction 
for him. For the first time in my life, I was having a sexual desire for a 
man. I looked down quickly to hide my embarrassment and beginning 
lust. I felt a flush of lust rise in my chest and my breath came in 
shallower sips. I could even feel myself getting wet.

When the doors opened, he looked me in the eyes and licked his lips 
then turned and walked out. I was hot and flustered. My emotions were 
making me weak, just from the experience of being close to him and 
knowing that he wanted me.

The waiter escorted me to a table and I ordered a drink while I tried to 
get control of myself. I remembered when I was a man, how I would get 
horny at times and imagine what it would be like to fuck every woman 
in the room. I would mentally undress the women around me and 
imagine what it would be like fucking them. In a crowded room, there 
would always be a few rejects but I found it easy to fantasize about most 
women.

And now I am one. I looked around and could tell that some of the men 
were doing the same thing with me. They were trying to mentally 
command me to spread my legs and flash my beaver for them. I found it 
very easy to instantly know who was attracted to me and who wasn't. 
Then I saw him.

It was the strong and good looking man from the elevator. I have seized 
up other men before but I never had the same feelings that I was having 
now. I knew he must work out to have such a build. His tight knit shirt 
and jeans showed that his stomach is rock hard. I try to look elsewhere 
and pretend that I don't see him as he gets up and walks over to my 
table.

"You are the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen," he said as he 
sat down at my table, without even asking my permission. "Just looking 
at you makes my mouth water."

I don't know what to do. I tried to regain control of the situation. "I don't 
remember asking you to sit down."

He ignored my remark and asked "My name's Jose. Jose Sanyo. What's 
yours?"

"Jo. Now are you going to leave or do I have to ask the waiter to ask you 
to leave?" I was determined to show him that I was not easy.

Jose laughed hard. "Listen, honey, I know what you need. You want it, 
you gotta ask for it. I know when someone wants me and I can see that 
desire in you."

"Please leave." I replied.

He smiled and stood up. He said quietly "I like women who play hard to 
get. Let me know when you are ready to go back to my room." Then he 
went back to his table. I changed my seat so that I was not looking at 
him.

I couldn't think straight. I was going through a maze of conflicting 
emotions. My sane side was telling me to get up and leave. My body was 
telling me to call him back and to let him fuck me. My sane side was 
telling me that I should take my time and find the right man. My body 
was telling me to drop my panties. I knew that I wanted him and that he 
wanted me. I didn't know what to do.

I paid my bill and walked out of the restaurant, feeling proud that I 
didn't look over at him again. He was standing beside the elevator, 
leaning against the wall and smiling at me. "Well, sweet Jo. Are you 
ready for a wonderful time." His smile flashed as he stood between me 
and the elevator call button.

"No. I don't know what you . . . I mean, what do you . . . Who do you 
think . . . What do . . ." I stammered, absolutely unable to think straight.

"You know exactly what I want. I want to turn you inside out. Make you 
cum like the woman you are. Give you something like you've never had 
it. Ever. Make love to you so rich and full . . . . Well, what do you, say? 
Are you ready?" he asked

I couldn't breathe and when I didn't say anything, he accepted that as 
acceptance. Jose grabbed me firmly by the shoulders and his hands 
shot to my breasts and roughly felt them. His fingers found my nipples 
and they immediately hardened to his touch.

"No, Jose! I can't" I said as I ground against him despite myself, pushing 
my cunt against his jeans. I could feel a damn burst inside me 
emotionally and, at the same time, I could feel myself flow inside.

He pulled me roughly to him and mashed his mouth against mine, 
grabbing my buns from behind and squeezing them. I could feel his 
massive cock shoved against my cunt and I squirmed against him, 
mashing my cunt and belly into his and moving in hot, hard circles 
against him. God, I wanted it!

I didn't resist as he pulled me over into a unlocked janitor's supply 
room. After he let the door shut, he said "We want each other and you're 
going to get it too. But first you gotta say hello to my friend." Jose pulled 
down his zipper and pulled out a beautiful, rigid cock. He grabbed my 
hand and brought it to his dick. I couldn't help but give it a soft 
squeeze. It was hot and hard. I moaned and squeezed some more.

"Goddamn! You really know what a man likes." Jose said as he rubbed 
his throbbing cock on my skirt. "Now it's time to get you outta your 
clothes".

He started pulling on his still hard cock, masturbating in front of me. I 
did as he asked. slowly pulling down my skirt and stepping out of it, 
then taking off my blouse. I felt very naked standing in front of him in 
only my bra and panties, and stockings. Then what I was doing, dawned 
on me.

"Oh!" I cried. "Get away from me!" I squirmed, trying to push his heavy 
body away from me.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, holding me.

"I've got to go. Now," I said frantically.

"Why? You sure didn't want me to leave a minute ago!" Jose lowered his 
head and licked lazily at my sweat-covered breasts, making me gasp 
and move against him.

No, I thought. This is not how my first time with a man should be. 
Mentally, I wasn't ready for this but my body still wanted him and more. 
I pushed at him again. "Let me go, please, somebody might come and 
see us," I pleaded.

"I like women who play hard to get." Jose asked, his head gliding lower.

"No, please don't! This is all wrong!" I moaned. I didn't know what to do--
my body, was demanding sex, and was responding again to his touch.

"What the hell? Don't worry about it. No one's gonna come in, and we're 
just getting started! I'm still hot for you, lady, and I know that you are, 
too. Just lie back and enjoy it!" he said as he slowly moved down my 
body.

I relaxed because there was nothing else to do. I was too weak with 
longing to move except feebly--and all my instincts were to draw the 
man to me, not push him away! I sighed languorously as his tongue 
licked my belly in swirling circles, and a hot flutter of desire made my 
legs open in anticipation. He was going to lick me, he was going to lick 
my cunt! I moaned in lust as his raspy tongue dipped lower. He paused 
between my widespread legs and I could feel his cool breath on the hot 
lips of my cunt.

"Don't stop! Please--don't stop," I moaned, raising my hips so that the 
mound of my new pussy came up to his face, trying to urge him to 
hurry.

"Oh, I won't," promised Jose, gently opening the lips with his fingers and 
letting his breath play over me. "This is gonna be great, eating...I won't 
stop!"

He held my twat open wide, staring into the red-lined interior, watching 
the tiny entrance to my vagina open and close. He said "I like fully 
developed cunts with a luxurious growth of pubic hair. I like to see it 
curl in swirls over snatchs and down between legs. I can see the fat lips 
of your cunt, which are dark red with lust."

I had lost control of my body. I felt my cunt move to his mouth. He 
dropped his head and covered my whole vulva with his mouth, sucking 
in like a vacuum cleaner, trying to draw out more the fluid.

"Oh God!" I muttered through clenched teeth. "Yes, suck it. Stick your 
tongue in me. I need it...stick your tongue in there. I want it," I sobbed, 
feeling the lust tear at my vitals.

Jose was in no hurry and I knew that he was enjoying this power he 
had over my body. He was exciting me with his tongue, making me beg 
for it. I was moaning quietly and wanted to scream when he redoubled 
his efforts at my crotch. He nipped gently with his teeth at the engorged 
nub of my clitoris and ran his tongue up and down the length of my slit.

I squealed as his tongue hit my clit, sending waves of pleasure through 
me. I bucked my hips against his face, trying to engulf his whole mouth, 
trying to force his tongue into me. I could hardly believe the feelings that 
shot through me. I was on fire, my whole body churning and quaking 
with lust.

"Eat me, harder, stick it in there!" I moaned, my head thrashing from 
side to side, my hips undulating under his face. I smashed my pussy 
into his mouth, knowing that my juices were filling his mouth and 
running down his chin. He slurped and gulped noisily, draining me dry 
as fast as I could secrete. He reached up with both hands and grasped 
my tits, squeezing the mounds of flesh between his fingers, rolling the 
nipples between his thumb and forefinger. At the touch, I shook all over, 
threads of fire radiating from my nipples throughout my body.

"I'm going crazy. I can't stand it. Eat me, stick your tongue in there, 
make me cum!" I whispered, even though I wanted to scream it. My 
whole being was concentrated in the patch between my legs. My vagina 
was a hungry demanding hole, aching for release. Suddenly I felt a wild 
urge to take him in my mouth--to suck him as he was sucking me, to 
feel his hard dick filling my throat. "Cock--gimme cock," I mumbled. 
"Stick it in my mouth--I want your hot dick in my mouth!"

Jose knew that he had me now. I would do anything he asked, anything 
at all to keep his tongue in my hot box, whipping me to orgasm. 
"Thought that you would never ask," he responded as he kept his 
tongue in my cunt. "Anything you say." He swung his body lightly on top 
of me, positioning his cock over my mouth. "Eat me, Come on Jo, 
pretend it's a banana." he commanded, lifting his mouth for a minute, 
then plunging again into my pussy.

I eagerly grasped the shaft of the pulsing cock, bringing it to my mouth. 
I stuck out my tongue and ran it over the head, collecting the drop of 
pre-cum that oozed from the slit, then sliding it under the lip of the cap, 
hitting the most sensitive nerves. I felt his legs tremble as I licked the 
sensitive head, swirling my tongue around and around. The feel of his 
dick in my mouth intensified my pleasure. I could feel his mouth 
gnawing at my cunt with even more intensity. I was being filled at both 
ends, fucked in the mouth and cunt, and my body quivered with pre-
orgasmic shivers. As I let the head of his penis slip between my lips, I 
felt his tongue finally enter my vaginal canal. It lashed at the walls, 
boring into me like a drill, licking up every drop of fluid. I fucked my 
hips against it. I wished I had a thousand openings, and they were all 
filled with cock or tongue!

I sucked in more of his dick, relaxing my throat muscles to let him 
probe more deeply. As my lips inched greedily on his shaft, swallowing 
more and more of the turgid length, I could tell that he was trying to 
hold back because he wasn't shoving forward. He wants me to take it in 
so it is now my turn to tease him and tantalize him. Then his body 
responded to me and, with a strangled cry, he buried himself to the hilt 
in my throat.

I gagged as his cock hit the tender muscles of my throat, then relaxed 
and sucked greedily on the cock. As his penis slid in and out of my 
throat, I reached up and caught his balls in my hands, squeezing 
gently, rubbing the base of his cock with my thumb. I could feel the 
cum in his balls, making them hard as marbles inside their wrinkled 
sack. I held them gently, stirring them. The thought that I had a cock in 
my mouth sped through my mind quickly and I almost smiled as I 
remembered how the concept would have repulsed me when I was a 
man. I almost smiled, because smiling while a cock is banging your 
tonsils is difficult.

My slobber wet his cock and ran over my chin and down my neck. I 
swallowed and gulped, trying not to choke as his cock continued to 
batter my throat. I could feel another orgasm bubbling in me. I rubbed 
my cunt into his face, silently urging him to suck harder, to make me 
cum.

His face was buried in my cunt. He sucked even harder, drawing it all in 
his mouth. His teeth clamped on my clitoris and he began strumming 
the excited organ with his tongue, clasping it firmly when it tried to 
retreat into its sheath. I churned against him.

He slipped one hand under my bucking ass and searched for my 
asshole. I tensed as I realized what he was going to do, then relaxed 
because I wanted his finger in there now. I began probing for his 
asshole, too. As his finger invaded my tiny asshole, I gasped as the new 
sensation hit me. Although my body was already on fire, another tiny 
red hot poker was stabbing into my vitals.

I rammed my finger up him to the knuckle, turning it from around side 
to side as I screwed his ass. I gobbled his prick, feeling it harden 
between my lips, swelling as his cum threatened to burst. I jacked up 
and down the length of his shaft, twirling my tongue over the head on 
each stroke, duplicating the action that my ex-wife used to perform on 
me. I knew he was very near orgasm now. I gulped eagerly, wanting to 
feel the hot flood of his sperm in my throat.

Jose continued to pound into my mouth as I cupped his balls, 
squeezing them gently, urging his cum as my finger in his shithole 
massaged his prostate. He stuck his tongue full length up my vaginal 
canal and my legs clamped around his neck in a stranglehold. He 
stabbed his finger in and out of my ass as he caught my clitoris between 
his teeth and bit down fairly hard. This little pain added to my lust, 
hastening my cum.

I felt myself cumming. The waves of orgasm swept over me, making me 
shudder. My pussy convulsed, sending forth a thick stream of cunt 
juice, filling his mouth with my cum. I bucked against him, my body 
gone berserk with passion. My mouth clamped on his prick, and I 
sucked with all my might. I wanted his semen flooding my mouth. I 
knew I would spasm even harder when his jism hit my throat. He began 
fucking my mouth with short quick jabs. He was ready to explode. 
Rapidly he fucked my mouth, as if it was a cunt, forcing my throat to 
take him in.

And then he came. He spurted wildly into my open mouth, his cock 
jumping with the force of the orgasm that ripped through him. He came 
and came...gob after gob of thick, gooey sperm gushed from the head of 
his prick, splattering into my mouth, hitting the walls of my throat.

I gulped wildly, swallowing the hot creamy sperm. I sucked and 
swallowed every drop of jism from his dick, and wanted more. I wanted 
to drink incessantly from this fountain of cum. Frantically I drained the 
softening penis. After I gulped down the last mouthful, I laid back. My 
body was still twitching with the last of my thunderous orgasm. Jose 
cleaned me out with his tongue, tenderly licking the still engorged 
pussy, cleaning off the last traces of cum. Finally he raised his head and 
slid his body off mine. His limp penis slipped from my mouth, and I 
reached after it, wanting to keep it in my mouth. He swung around so 
he faced me and smiled at me. His lips and chin were smeared with 
pussy cum, and I raised my head to kiss him, wanting to taste my 
juices on his lips.

"You've got a hellacious body, you give fantastic head and your pussy 
tastes great. How did you like my cock?" he asked as he grinned at me, 
knowing that he had conquered me.

I smiled as I truthfully answered "It was the best cock that I have ever 
had in my mouth." I was just lying there, covered with sweat and 
exhausted, but my body was satisfied. I loved it. I had tasted my own 
cum before, but it did not taste as good as this tasted. My breasts were 
swollen. I ran my hand over my body again, shivering at the sensations 
my lazy hand evoked. I smiled to myself as my hand continued its 
journey over my body. I was relaxed, and my mind was emptied of all 
thoughts but the sensations that my new body was demonstrating to 
me. My hand moved with a will of its own, caressing my breasts lightly, 
rubbing my belly in rounded circles, touching my pubic hair. I moaned 
at the contact, but did not stop, only arching my hips slightly to give my 
hand freer rein. I wanted to masturbate. I thought about his strong cock 
pumping in my mouth as I soared to never before experienced heights of 
pleasure.

My finger dug at my pubes. I moaned and opened my legs, letting the 
finger slide into my moist canal. Oblivious to anything but my lust, I 
fingered myself brutally, trying to give myself the release I needed. My 
finger slipped easily into my cunt, sliding back and forth, around and 
around, sending twinges of pleasure through my nerves. My body 
responded to my finger and my hips began to buck up and down in the 
movements of intercourse. I masturbated frantically, my body quaking 
with lust. I could feel my orgasm coiling in the pit of my stomach, ready 
to explode and flood me. With another finger, I found the extended nub 
of my clitoris. As I touched it, my body shivered and my cunt poured 
forth a quantity of pussy juices, drenching my hand. I strummed my 
clitoris with my finger. My face was flushed, and my breasts were 
heaving with my ragged breathing. Waves of heat engulfed me as my 
hand sank deeper into my cunt, probing the walls, scraping my insides 
and making me shudder with orgasm. I bucked against my hand, 
imagining it was a cock inside me.

"Decided that you didn't need me, did you? Just wait until I get my hot 
cock inside you. What are you waiting for?" He asked pulling me back to 
reality. His fingers pressed against my cunt, then stopped, pulled away 
from me. His hand glided over my sweaty belly and resting on my raised 
pubic mound as his fingers squeezed me, then his finger slid into my 
pussy. It was very wet and his finger slipped in easily. "Yes, I want you," 
I said as he sank his finger in deeper. My sopping crotch was eagerly 
sucking in his finger as my body beginned to move his finger.

His fingers slid in and out of my cunt, as my sopping wet cunt grasped 
at his finger like a clutching hand. He lowered his head to my breasts, 
sucking my tit into his mouth, running his tongue over the raised 
nipple, rolling it between his teeth. He pressed my breasts together, 
bobbing his head from one to the other, laving both my nipples with his 
tongue. His hand dug deeper into my crotch, my juices making entrance 
even easier.

I was an animal now, wanting only to give my body to him, wanting him 
inside me. "Fuck me, please fuck me!" I commanded. I wanted his hard 
cock. I wanted it inside me. I wanted to feel the warm of it inside me. I 
wanted to feel it pulse against me. I stroked it, running my fingers up 
and down the shaft, delicately under the sensitive head, hearing him 
groan as I excited him.

He kneeled between my widespread legs and I spread them even wider. 
Jose poised his cock at the entrance to my vagina, rubbing his cock 
against my slit, teasingly. I moaned as the head hit my clit, sending 
waves of pleasure through me. My hips rose, trying to help him to enter 
me. Jose lowered himself carefully inside me allowing the head of his 
cock to slide between my hot wet cunt-lips. He dropped his head 
suddenly and captured one of my tits, fastening his lips on the nipples 
and sucked. I shivered violently as his tongue touched my tit. It 
hardened and thrust into his mouth like a tiny penis, begging to be 
sucked. Fire shot through my veins and I wrapped my long legs around 
him and strained against him. Then he thrust forward and slid into me 
completely, filling me as his balls banged against my ass.

"Aghhhhh..." I moaned as his red hot poker burned its way into my 
cunt. As I groaned and writhed beneath him, he pounded steadily into 
me, twisting his hips on each stroke to hit the walls of my cunt. His 
balls slapped against my ass with each stroke.

My hips ground furiously with his strokes, twisting and churning 
against him. With each stroke I gasped in delight, feeling my body 
bounce with the force. Sweat poured from me as never before 
experienced pleasure coursed through me. I was riding the crest of my 
orgasm, every jab of his plunging cock bringing me nearer to fulfillment. 
I could feel my pussy juice flowing from my cunt.

I never wanted it to end. I wanted to be fucked forever by his wonderful 
cock. Then it happened, I felt the orgasm within me. My hips shook and 
my pussy gushed again and again as my woman's body shook beneath 
his. As I exploded, I could feel my cunt grab his cock and squeeze it in 
convulsive tremors.

His mouth covered my mouth as he tried to suck my tongue out. He let 
go long enough to say "Get ready because I am going to fill you full with 
my cum." He raised slightly and began pumping in and out jerkily. He 
pounded in and out frantically into me as my legs squeezed him firmly. I 
felt his cock swell and spurt in my hole as the last spasms of my orgasm 
hit me. I could feel it spurting out in thick gobs as the jism splattered 
against my cunt walls.

As his semen splattered into my wet canal, I convulsed again as my hips 
twitched against his. Then he collapsed on me with his penis still buried 
deep in me and jerking as it spurted the last big drop of jism.

We lay still as his prick softened inside me. I could feel his cock inside 
me. I didn't want to move. I wanted to lie here forever with his cock still 
in me. The wonderful feeling of being fucked paralyzed me because I did 
not want to move, knowing that I would lose it when I moved.

"I told you that you wanted me as much as I wanted you. That was a 
very good fuck, wasn't it babe?" and he kissed me roughly as he put his 
jeans back on. He left me naked in the closet without saying another 
word.

I guess that I laid there for twenty minutes after he left. I was drained of 
energy and didn't want to move. I could feel cum draining from my 
vagina. When I finally decided that I had to get up and leave, my body 
was somewhat recovered. I was still wet with sweat and my pubic hairs 
were matted with cum. My breasts were very tender from his sucking 
and I realized for the first time that my chin was tender from his 
sandpaper-like shaved face.

I tried to clean myself up before I put on my clothes. Then I put them 
on, opened the door and didn't see anyone in the hallway. I made a bee-
line for the bathroom and stopped just as I started to go into the men's 
bathroom.

In the correct bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror. My make-up 
was smeared, my hair was a mess, and my clothes were wrinkled. My 
face was still flushed from the sex. I repaired myself as quickly as 
possible and left the building. I caught a cab to Serena's place and took 
a hot shower. Then I went to bed, although it was still only early 
afternoon.

Chapter 14 - Playing with myself

When I got home, I was still horny. I knew that I had just experienced 
sex for the first time as a woman. Although it was great, there was 
something missing. Then I realized that although we had sex, everything 
that we did, was for his pleasure.

I tried to go to sleep but couldn't. I'm horny. Horny enough to know I'd 
want to get laid again. I take off my panties and play with my cunt. I feel 
cool air circulating around it, and my clit is already kind of hard. It's 
also a little wet. I run my middle finger up and down my slit, real gentle, 
not even opening up my cunt lips. Mmmmm, I did it again, only this 
time I stuck my finger into my slit. It's kind of moist, and when I sniff 
my finger I get the most delicious sexual aroma.

I hold my pussy lips open with my index and third fingers, and I'm use 
my middle finger to rub my clitoris. It feels so good. My cunt's pretty wet 
now, and I'm getting really excited. I've got my make-up mirror nearby, 
and I'm looking at my cunt, It's very pink and shiny, and I want to 
watch myself masturbate.

I was still very horny and wanted more sex. I searched Serena's room 
for a dildo but didn't find anything. I knew that I could play with myself, 
but I wanted something more. I wanted something inside. I wanted to 
feel like I was being made love to, and to experience the physical contact 
of something in me.

I looked around my room for something penis sized and shaped, but 
didn't find anything. Pens, pencils, even a hairbrush handle came under 
my scrutiny and were rejected. The more I searched, the more desperate 
I became, the more I wanted something.

Finally, I tried of the refrigerator, hoping there was a cucumber in it. To 
my chagrin, there were none. But I found a nice, fat carrot. I carefully 
washed it and went back to my room. Being inexperienced with 
masturbating as a woman, I did not think about the effect that a cold 
object within my body would have. It was quite a shock when I put it 
where I wanted it. It was ice cold and I quickly withdrew it and warmed 
it up in my hands.

It felt very good. I dreamed it was Jose's cock and that it was him 
moving it inside me. Soon I came. I wanted more, so I started in again.

I laid in bed and thought about his cock. And my mouth started 
watering while I thought about it, how it looked, how it tasted and most 
important, how it felt. It was so nice and hard throbbing. I remembered 
the feel of that nice raw juicy hunk of meat plumping my cheeks and 
stretching my jaw as I sucked on it. Just thinking about it made me 
crazy with desire to go find him and give him a super sloppy blow job.

I'm still horny and I start rubbing my body all over. I tease myself and 
finger my wet waiting pussy as I move the carrot in and out of me. I find 
myself fantasizing about kneeling before him staring at his mighty 
erection. I want to have his cock in my mouth.

I think about what I would do if we were to meet again. I want to rub his 
hard cock all over my face and inhale that wonderful aroma while my 
free hand fondles his balls. My tongue slithers over the inside of his 
thighs up to his balls. My tongue licks up along the sensitive underside 
of his cock. Then I take the head of his cock in my mouth. Then I lick up 
one side and down the other till the bulbous head glistened. I pay 
slurping homage to his cock with my tongue. Finally I plunge my mouth 
down over his gorgeous hunk of pulsating flesh and start sucking it 
hungrily.

While I am daydreaming, I am rubbing my soaking wet pussy. Fingering 
my clit and masturbating myself, knowing it won't be long until long 
waves of intense pleasure overcame me. As I cum, I pretend that I am 
taking him all the way down my throat. and letting his cum gush into 
my mouth.

Chapter 15 - Serena's gift

I slept very good and was rested when I woke up. I put on a robe and 
was going to the kitchen to drink some coffee when I saw him reading a 
book on the couch. He put the book down and said "Hi, I'm Jerry. 
Serena is a good friend of mine and she asked me to spend the night 
with you. She promised me that it would be a treat for both of us and 
she has never broken a promise to me before. When she saw that you 
were napping, she asked me wait until you wake up."

He was tall, blond, and built like a football quarterback. His smile was 
beautiful. If the rest of him was as good as the first view of the exterior, 
he was going to be wonderful.

I laughed a nervous laugh and said "I am Jo. So Serena gave me away. 
Are you a good friend of hers?"

He flashed that beautiful smile and replied "Not as good as I would like. 
I want to marry her but she keeps turning me down. She lets me spend 
one to two nights a month with her. I was a little surprised at her 
making me this offer. Well, it wasn't really an offer. You can turn down a 
offer. She told me that you would be the most beautiful woman that I 
had ever seen. I found that difficult to let it pass. So, here I am and she 
was right."

"Thank you. I don't know what to say or do. I have never been in this 
situation before." I said with a hint of embarrassment.

He stood and walked toward me as he said "Just relax and enjoy the 
moment. That's what I plan to do." He held me and planted a wet kiss 
on my lips, his tongue probing and flickering. His hands were cupping 
my ass. I responded by pressing my breasts against his chest.

His eyes dropped to my cleavage, and I could tell that he was enjoying 
the sight of my boobs trying to burst through the flimsy robe. His hand 
entered the front of my robe and his hand began to rub the clefted 
opening of my cunt.

His finger sunk into the top of my pussy, as we stared into each other's 
eyes. His finger began sliding over the wet and swollen lips of my cunt. 
Parting the lips gently with his finger, he moved the tip over the erect 
bud of my clit. Slowly slipping into the swelled lips of my pussy his 
finger glistened with my honey.

He was pressed against me and I could feel a sudden jump of his cock 
within his tight trousers. I knew that the fabric was stretching with the 
quick engorgement of blood to his cock. I looked at the bulge in the front 
of his trousers, the bulky outline of his male sex swelling the fabric of 
his slacks, turgid and filled with lust.

Jerry whispered "It's big, long and hard. See what you do to me when 
you rub against me."

I run my hands over his chest and whispered back in my sexiest voice 
"Don't tell me how great you are. Instead, show me. I won't believe you 
have a big cock until I see it. You might have a potato stuffed in there 
for all I can see now."

His fingers were still probing the softness of my cunt. My eyes dropped 
to stare at his groin as he drew his zipper from the top catch to the 
bottom of his fly.

My eyes widened as his long cock came out. It looked like a tennis 
racket handle. His cock stood out from his belly straining to hold itself 
erect. My pussy spasmed just looking at the awesome handle on the 
man.

"Now I know why Serena wanted to share you with me." I said, looking 
at the monster cock. That could never fit inside me.

He said "It gets bigger when a beautiful woman is touching it."

I was still staring at his large prick. My hands grasped and held his 
huge prick, feeling it's heavy weight. As I stroked it, it expanded under 
my caresses until the glans, swollen and seeping with moisture, 
gleamed with engorged blood.

His foreskin, lay in thick and heavy folds surrounding the neck of his 
prick. My small fingers moved the heavy folds of wrinkled skin up to 
almost cover the glans, them back slowly over the neck of his cock until 
the head was uncovered and throbbing in my hands. Each time I 
covered and uncovered his lusty cock with his foreskin, a small seepage 
of pre-cum dripped from the slitted opening.

For all the length of his cock, the glans head was small and almost flat, 
tapered at the bottom but straight at the top. It was much larger than 
my cock had been, or even Jose's cock. I thought about other men's 
cocks that I had seen. This one beat them all in length, maybe even a 
little in thickness. The hole in the head was a long slit, seeping honey 
that oiled the slippery glans beneath the foreskin as I pumped on it.

Softly running my hands over the heavy massive organ, I hefted the 
hairy testicles hanging with bunched wrinkled skin below the hardened 
shaft, slowly moving my fingers from testicles to glans, tracing the blue 
veins swelling and pulsing under the skin. Again, moving from root to 
tip, I squeezed harder at his shaft, milking it and bringing a soft groan 
from Jerry's lips. My milking motion brought a pearl drop of lubrication 
up the long slitted opening. Each time I pumped the heavy foreskin on 
his prick, another small drop emerged the slitted opening.

"Why don't you kiss it and then I'll fuck your brains out? We need to 
make sure it is slick so we can take it easy when I enter your pussy. I 
suggest that we start with the dog position." Jerry's suggested. He was 
not asking for a kiss but for a suck.

My tongue flicked his cock head, to sample the thick liquid oozing from 
his slit. After tasting the sweet nectar clinging to my tongue, I rubbed 
my teeth against his cock, letting him feel my teeth on his organ. This 
elicited another groan from him as his hips moved to slide his cock into 
my waiting mouth. I took his cock's swollen head into my mouth. Not all 
of it, just the head.

It filled rapidly and became quite hard. From my position, I could easily 
see the bluish veins standing out and the dark purple glans. With one 
more deep swallow, I coated his glans and half of his shaft.

I bent over the edge of the bed so that I holding to the edge of the bed 
with my arms, and was bent over at the waist. Now my cunt was at the 
same level as his huge cock.

Jerry's trousers dropped to the floor.

He grasped his thick foreskin, jacking off his cock to keep it hard. 
Holding and caressing her curved buttocks, Jerry moved a step closer 
until his cock touched my ass.

Jerry stepped close behind me, his cock pressing my opening. He 
centered his semi-slick cock head to my cunt. Then he leaned his weight 
against me and the head of his prick slid into my wet and waiting 
opening very easy. He gently pressed his entire length into my wet cunt 
as I moaned my pleasure, wriggling my ass to help him insert the entire 
log deep in my cunt. I put one hand between my legs, groping for his 
balls, delighted to feel how much of his organ was able to fit into me 
without pausing or forcing.

He knew how to fuck. He slowly moved in and out, pulling it almost out 
until only the head was between the outer lips of my pussy, then in one 
long smooth stroke, he slid it back inside.

My fingers caressing his testicles, rolling them gently, marveling at the 
softness of his skin, feeling the stones beneath the smooth outer 
covering, exploring the root of his cock and discovering almost three 
inches still left outside me. I wanted to be able to take every inch of him 
in me.

I began to slowly buck my ass and arch my back lower. I wanted a 
direct line into my belly for his prick. This motion pulled another two 
inches into me, leaving less than a couple of inches not in my pussy.

As I bucked, his cock banged deeper and harder into my cunt, starting 
a series of orgasms. This resulted in causing me to buck my ass harder 
to suck more of his cock into me. He slowly withdrew his cock again 
until it just parted my full wet cunt lips, and then slammed the 
complete length to the hilt in my pussy, his balls swinging high to bang 
hard against my crotch.

His violent move slammed the head of his prick against my cervix, 
causing pain and extreme pleasure at the same time. As he repeated the 
slams, the pain lessened and the pleasure grew, when my body started 
the familiar waves of orgasms. One long, continuous orgasm, rippled my 
belly, the clenching of my tight cunt like a fist gripping his prick, 
squeezing and milking. He gripped my hips tightly with both hands, 
holding my writhing bucking ass as his cock slithered back into my 
hairy opening. His hairy testicles banged against my pussy with each 
lunge tapping my swollen clit. My fingers gently played with his balls as 
they swung between my spread legs.

I heard him grunt as he withdrew his cock until the glans was just 
outside my lips, then his cock thundered full length into my belly as I 
felt him cum. His cock pulsed and spat his jism deep into me. The hot 
wetness spurting deep within me was very nice. I moaned, feeling his 
hot gushing creamy juice fill me.

Then I experienced the mother of all orgasm.

Chapter 16 - More at ease

Jerry spent the night with me. And the next day. And that night. Serena 
came home and suggested that he go home and rest.

After we were alone, she asked "How are you feeling?"

"My body controls me. When it decides that it wants sex, it takes over 
control of my brain. It is scary." I responded.

"All of us go through this. We have a much higher sex drive than most 
people and are more receptitive to sexual simulation. It just takes a 
while to get used to it and to learn to control it, instead of it controlling 
you. You will find that for the first year or so, you can't get enough sex. 
Even if you went to work in a whore house, you wouldn't get enough. 
The strong sex drive is why I was able to turn from a warrior into a baby 
factory so easy. Sex is only part of it. You will quickly discover that the 
decision to have sex is the woman's choice. Very few men will decline 
sex once a woman offers it. How are you doing at adapting to being a 
woman?" she asked.

"I haven't had my clothes on or been outside the house except for the 
doctor's office in the last three days. I think that I am adapting very 
well." I replied.

She said "It's very easy to just lay there and let him pound away. But 
you will find it more enjoyable if you participate. Take control of the sex 
and show him that you know how to be a woman."

"But I don't know how. What do you do?" I asked.

"I play games to make it more interesting. About six months ago, I 
showed up at my boyfriends house wearing a floppy, raincoat and a pair 
of knee-high, sexy boots. Underneath the raincoat, I wore black 
stockings, a garter belt and a teddy. He shut the door and I dropped the 
raincoat. Then I wrapped my legs around his waist and he braced my 
back against the wall. I was dripping with cum when we finished. Then 
we took a shower together to clean up. With the tips of my soapy fingers, 
I caressed his balls and grasped the shaft of his cock firmly in the palm 
of my hand as I jerked him until he was rock hard. I took his cock into 
my mouth and gently nibbled the sides of his cock. Men will love 
anything that you do with your mouth as long as you don't chomp down 
on it. When we finally made it to his bedroom, I covered his cock with 
chocolate pudding, whipped cream, and then topped it off with a cherry. 
Then I slowly ate it up. There is not a man alive that will turn that down. 
I used to stay on my knees for the whole evening but found that making 
the sundae was more effective for both of us" she laughed and 
continued "Keep those concepts in mind, because we have a double date 
tonight. Jerry was a sure fuck. These guys don't know what they are 
getting into or that they will probably be lucky tonight. Now go get 
ready. We are going dancing."

"I just don't know about dancing" I said shyly.

"Give it a try" Serena stated. "We'll go and check out the scene, and if 
you don't like what is happening, we'll say good night."

My mind was racing as we walked from the car to the club entrance. 
"What am I getting myself into", I thought. Serena guided us to a table 
near the dance floor, and ordered drinks from the waitress.

A small band combo started playing near the dance floor and a few 
couples started to dance. Our drinks arrived and so did our dates. 
"Good evening" a tall handsome man said to me.

Serena said "Jo, this is Mario. He is yours and Wayne belongs to me."

I nodded and Mario asked "That is a beautiful song. Would you like to 
dance?"

I hesitated but knew that I would have to do this sooner or later. I 
offered my hand to Mario and answered "Thank you, I would love to 
dance." Serena watched as Mario led me to the dance floor and we 
started dancing to the soft music.

At first, Mario held me by the hand and waist, but as we danced, his 
hand moved along my side, lightly caressing my back, waist and the 
juncture where hips and waist join.

I was not a dancer when I was a man, and was afraid that my lack of 
dancing skill would be very evident. But I didn't have anything to worry 
about, because Mario was a good dancer and made me look like I knew 
what I was doing. I closed my eyes and moved with him, barely noticing 
his hand starting to move until his hand slid further down and cupped 
my entire ass-cheek softly but firmly, briefly pulling me against his body 
as we danced.

Mario said "I don't think I've seen you in here before".

"This is my first time", I replied. "Do you come here often?"

"No, only every once in a while." he replied.

Mario maneuvered me over to a dark corner of the dance floor, and 
then, gripping my ass with both hands, he pulled me against his 
straining cock, and slowly gyrated to the music.

Mario's rock-hard bulge that he was rubbing against me had me tore 
up. I was ready to lay down on the dance floor and spread my legs. I 
tried to keep myself under control but I slowly slid my right hand from 
around Mario's waist to the front of his trousers, and gripped his cock 
through the material.

"Do you live close by?" I asked as I ran my hand up the length of his 
throbbing shaft. As I continued to stroke his cock, Mario let out a small 
groan and leaned down to whisper in my ear.

"Can your friend give Wayne a ride home?" he whispered.

I looked over at the table and saw that Wayne was very close to Serena 
and her hand was under the table in his lap. I said "Let's get my 
pocketbook."

Mario put some money on the table for the bill, and said "We are going 
to get some fresh air."

Serena smiled and Wayne blushed. We walked out to Mario's car. My 
pussy was wet and I didn't want to wait until we got somewhere else.

I eased his zipper down and tugged his rapidly stiffening cock from its 
confinement. It was large. Not as large but Jerrys but large compared to 
what I used to have. I slowly stroked it while he drove to his apartment. 
In the elevator on the way up and back into his bedroom, I let his hands 
roam all over my body.

I kick off my heels and lay down on the bed beside Mario. Mario pulled 
my skirt up and I spread my legs wide. He repositioned me so that I was 
perched on the edge with my ass almost hanging off the side of the bed 
and Mario kneeled on the floor in front of me. He started licking my 
cunt, which I held open for him with one hand, while I fondled my 
breasts with the other. Mario stood up and I unfastened his trousers. 
When his cock popped out, it was at my mouth level and I swallowed it 
and began sucking greedily.

Mario cupped both of my breasts with his big hands, his fingers rolling 
my nipples between his thumb and forefinger until I moaned softly. I let 
go of his cock and we quickly undressed. I laid back down and Mario 
expertly took one, and then the other rock-hard nipple between his lips, 
as he gently placed one finger at my cunt. He swirled it around in my 
moistness before pushing the thick digit deep inside my willing hole. My 
hips arched involuntarily to meet his hand until the whole finger was 
buried deep inside. Mario withdrew the finger to toy with my clitoris, 
and under his adept ministrations, my body was soon wracked with a 
shuddering orgasm.

Mario laid back on the bed, gripping his cock in one hand and gently 
stroked it. I straddled his body, and guided the blunt head to the 
opening of my sopping cunt. Now poised, I started hunching on his 
staff, and gasped as I got the head of his meat lodged full in my cunt. 
Stopping there for a moment, I waited as I felt my cunt stretch and 
adjust to his organ. I pressed down to engulf another couple of inches in 
my aching cunt.

Mario fondled my swaying breasts as I rode up and down on his hard 
cock. Each time I raised up, I felt his cock slowly almost pull out of me. 
On the down stroke, it rubbed against very deep, sensitive spots. I liked 
the feeling that resulted when I gyrated my hips to move his cock deep 
inside my pussy.

I fell back, and Mario rolled forward and covered me. With slow, 
powerful strokes, he began pumping his meat into me. I placed my 
ankles on his shoulders to open my willing cunt more to his pounding 
cock. Mario gripped my ass with both hands while he rammed his cock 
in and out of me. I had another climax, flooding Mario's cock with my 
juices, lubricating his pistoning cock as it fucked in and out of my 
pussy.

Mario grabbed my ankles and held them wide, as he continued his 
frantic lunges to bury even more cock in my willing cunt. Soon I felt his 
cum boiling up from his balls.

I felt the head of Mario's cock swell, and fucked my hips up wildly 
tossing my head as the thick, heavy cream sprayed from his cock and 
splashed against my cervix. I wrapped my legs around his powerful 
body as it spasmed its load deep inside my pussy.

Mario's body relaxed, and he rolled on his side as I rolled with him so 
that the shaft was still half buried within me. I groaned when his dick 
slid from my greedy cunt and come oozed from between my swollen 
labia.

I spent the rest of the night with Mario. He was sleeping soundly when I 
dressed and took a cab home. Serena was not there but was at Wayne's.

Chapter 17 - Visit to my old hometown

I was reading the paper when Serena came out of her bedroom. She was 
wearing a bikini and brushing her hair. She asked "When are you going 
to go home?"

I looked up puzzled. She said "Everyone of us felt better about our 
choice after we went home and saw what life was like, without the male 
us. We have had several sisters try to pick up their old life by moving 
back in with their families. It's something that you will have to decide 
how you want to deal with it, sooner or later."

I leaned back and said "I would like to see my ex. To talk to her as a 
woman, without her knowing that I am her dead husband. Very 
interesting potentials on seeing what she really thought of me. What do 
you think I should do?"

"Go for it. The sooner the better. Time has a way of changing memories." 
she said.

********

So here I am sitting in my hotel room, staring out at the town that I was 
born and grew up in. Miles City Ohio - population 8,200. I flew in to 
Columbus last night and rented a car to drive while I am here. I checked 
into my hotel first and then went to the cemetery. It didn't take me long 
to find it.

I felt kinda weird, standing beside a memorial plaque with my name on 
it. They couldn't find my body, so they didn't need a grave. I have been 
officially dead three months now. I didn't know what to expect but 
Serena gave me copies of the newspaper articles on my drowning and 
obituary.

I have developed three cover stories. The main one is that I am a rich 
former model that just want to find a quiet little town to settle down in, 
and I am looking around Miles City for a home. The second one is to 
cover my questions about Jeff Daniels. Jeff was my father's best friend 
and saved his life during the war. After all, I do look over twenty years 
younger than Jeff was. The third, is that I met Jeff in Florida and had an 
affair with him and thought that I was carrying his child.

********

I am sitting outside a local bar waiting on someone to show up. It's been 
a busy day for me. My ex-wife is living with one of her former boy-
friends but is having an affair with the car dealership owner. My former 
boss used my disappearance to announce a discovery of missing money 
and it looks like I took it before I disappeared. The sheriff is investigating 
the case. So before I leave town, I have to find some way to clear my 
name.

I am going into this bar because Henry, my best friend, usually stops off 
here for a drink before he goes home. When I decided that I was going to 
come home, I made a list of things that I could accomplish and then 
ranked them. Fucking Henry was one of my top priorities. I always liked 
Henry and used to set him up with women but he never found anyone 
that he liked. I used to wonder if he was secretly gay. With this body, I 
can find out the truth about him and give my old buddy one last 
present.

He just wandered in and sat down. Time for me to see if I can pick up 
Henry, so I walk into the bar and sat down two stools from Henry.

"Bourbon and coke, please." I ask George, the bartender. George 
couldn't keep his eyes off of my boobs as I walked in. I saw Henry 
checking me out in the mirror. Henry looked up to look at me and 
smiled. I smiled back.

George puts ice into the glass and he expertly measured a jigger of 
bourbon into it. I noticed that it was some of the good stuff and not the 
house brand. Then he poured coke into the glass and placed it in front 
of me. "Welcome to our fair city. You must be the model that Brown 
Realty is escorting around town."

"Yes, I am thinking about finding a quiet little place to call home. My 
name is Jobeth Davidson." I watched as he placed a cocktail napkin in 
front of me and my glass placed carefully in its center.

George smiled and said "Welcome to our little bar. My name is George, 
that is Henry. Over in the corner is Ralph and Al. Those two playing pool 
are the Hines brother, Sam & Bill. Our little town welcomes you and this 
drink is on me."

I smiled a big smile to thank him and turned to nod to the people that 
he just introduced me to. If he only knew that I already knew these fine 
upstanding citizens and had spent many a night here drinking.

I crossed my legs high so that my skirt was barely coming half-way to 
my knees. I wanted Henry to see that I had stockings on instead of hose.

I leaned toward Henry and asked "Have you lived here long?"

He took the opening and said "All of my life. I have never been anywhere 
else."

I took a slow sip of my drink and rolled it around in my mouth, before 
swallowing it. I knew that my eyes flashed as I smiled my best smile. 
Then I said "I like your accent and the sound of your voice. Your voice 
reminds me of my former lover."

I thought George was going to drop his glass.

"Thank you." he said nervously.

I laughed, very quietly, and said "Sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you. 
It's just that the sound of your voice brought back some very pleasant 
memories. Listen, I am new in town and would like to talk to you. Would 
you mind if I talk to you until it's time for you to go home to your wife" 
knowing that he was not married.

"I am not married and would be pleased to sit with you." He said as he 
moved over closer to me. I knew that everyone was watching and 
listening to everything we said and did. All sorts of rumors would be 
floating over town tomorrow.

"Would you recommend this as a good town for me to move to? " I asked 
as I turned to display my cleavage a little better for him.

Henry responded quickly "I wouldn't live anywhere else. Don't know if 
you would be happy here. There's nothing in this town to entertain a 
gorgeous woman. You might find it boring."

I hesitated for a moment, and then quietly said "Never. It is very easy to 
get tired of the fast life. I just want to find a quiet place and call it home. 
My former boyfriend was from here and when he described his 
hometown to me one night, I told him that it sounded wonderful. After 
he died, I thought about him a lot and one day packed up and left my 
modeling job. I came her to find the peace and tranquillity that he 
described."

There was a pause and Henry asked "Who was your boyfriend?"

"Jeff Daniels. I met him on vacation and spent a week with him. We 
were supposed to meet after I finished an assignment and I found out 
that he died." I said.

Henry paused and then said "Jeff was my best friend. If you need 
anything, please let me help you. I would do anything that you need."

I think that I surprised Henry with my action. I threw my arms around 
his neck and pulled him to me just long enough so that he could smell 
me and feel my soft skin.

Then I let go of him, said "I'm sorry. Didn't mean to embarrass you." and 
took a big sip of my drink.

The place was quite. Henry said "Don't be. You didn't embarrass me. 
Just surprised me a little."

I looked around and everyone was looking at us. George had moved 
closer so that he could listen to us as he pretended to be cleaning the 
bar.

"Just that Jeff meant so much to me. He was very honest and real and 
not like the men that I meet every day. And then when I lost him, he 
stood out even more." I swirled the ice in my drink. "I came here to see if 
I could meet someone that turns me on as much as Jeff did."

Henry took a sip of his drink and looked around. "This town doesn't 
have too much choice on eligible bachelors."

"What about you?" I asked, giving him a smile.

He looked at me for a moment and then grinned. "Never considered 
myself to be worth catching." He gestured to my glass. "May I order you 
another one?"

"No thanks. I don't drink much and this is my limit. Would you like to 
go to dinner with me, Henry?" I drained the last of my drink and put the 
empty glass on the bar in front of them.

"Dinner? Yes. I would enjoy that very much." He seemed surprised, at 
the thought of a beautiful woman asking him out to dinner.

I put my hand briefly on his arm and laughed as I said "Thank you, 
Henry. Shall we say seven and can you pick me up at my hotel?"

"Yes" He said, looking at me.

I turned to go, giving him a last look over my shoulder. "Wear your blue 
suit. Also do you have a camera, preferably a thirty-five millimeter with 
a time exposure feature? I would like some pictures of us tonight." I 
smiled at him again, and then left the bar, wondering why I said that. 
How was this stranger supposed to know that he had a blue suit. I 
suggested it because I knew that it looked good on him.

When I walked out of the bar, I could hear George and the other patrons 
start picking on Henry because he was getting lucky with me.

*****

"You look lovely, Jobeth." I was wearing a nice dress that showed off all 
of my curves. I want everyone to know how lucky Henry is and what he 
is going to get tonight.

He took me to the best restaurant in town. Reason it was the best, was 
because the owner made all the men take their baseball caps off while 
they ate. They had a piano player to play during the dinner hour. I was 
overdressed for this place, but I wanted to parade my stuff a little.

"How did you know that I had a blue suit." Henry poured some wine in 
our glass.

I laughed and said "Blue goes good with your complexion. And I also 
knew that if you didn't own a blue suit, that you would have one before 
you picked me up tonight."

He laughed and said "You were very right."

The waiter took our orders and we talked about the town. After we ate, 
we were sitting drinking wine and I was playing with my glass. I had the 
waiter take some pictures of us. Henry was finally relaxed and showing 
that he was enjoying my company. He had enjoyed it all alone, but was 
just getting over his nervousness. As in the bar, we were the center of 
attraction in the room. Everyone in town knew Henry and was 
wondering what I saw in him. Every man wanted to be across the table 
from me talking as intimate as we were now.

"I am enjoying being here with you tonight." I said as I smiled. Then the 
piano player started playing a slow song that I knew I could dance. I 
continued "I love to slow dance, don't you Henry? Why don't we dance to 
this song?"

My request shocked him. No one dances in the Blue Orchard 
Restaurant. He looked around and before he could say anything, I stood 
up and said "Please."

He took a quick drink of his wine and adjusted his suit as he stood. I 
handed the camera to the waiter and smiled. He knew how to take 
pictures of us. I took Henry's hand and led him over to a small cleared 
area in front of the piano player. Everyone was watching us.

We started dancing with his arm pressed into the small of my back as 
we danced, linking my body to his. He was a good dancer and we slow 
danced as everyone watched us. I put my head on his shoulder and 
moved against him deliberately at times by brushing my pelvis against 
his. I could tell that his cock was hard from my nearness. I pressed my 
ample breasts into his chest, knowing that old Mrs Johnson at the 
corner table would have an heart attack. When his hand brushed 
against my derriere, I did not pull away, but moved in closer to him. 
When the song ended, I kissed his ear lightly, took his hand and led him 
back to our table.

When we sat down, he said "Thank you for the dance."

"My pleasure. I just wish that some people had been on the floor and we 
could have danced a little closer. Why don't we go back to that bar that 
we were in today?" I responded.

"If you would like" he said as he signaled for the waiter to bring the 
check. I let him pay the bill, knowing that this was one of the most 
expensive meals that he had ever had.

We walked to his car and he unlocked the passenger door of his car. As 
he held the door open for me, I pressed against him and felt his semi-
hard cock pressing against his trousers. I put my arms around his neck 
and pulled his lips to mine. My tongue sought his tongue and we kissed 
for a long several seconds.

Then I whispered "I don't want to go to the bar. I want to go to your 
bedroom." I let go of him and sat down in the car.

He drove to his house slowly because he was having a hard time 
concentrating on his driving. My hand was pressed to his crotch, 
kneading it, tracing the outline of his hardness under the cloth.

We pulled into his driveway. I could see the Kramdens sitting on their 
front porch, watching the neighborhood. As we got out of the car, I made 
sure to say "Good evening." to them. Now they would stay up all night to 
see what time I leave Henry's house.

"Do you mind if I use your bathroom?" I asked.

"No, it's down the hall. First door on the right." He smiled at me.

"How about fixing us a drink? " I went into the bathroom and closed the 
door. I knew that he had a camera. I would give him some pictures to 
brag about.

When I came out of the bathroom, I had taken my dress off and was 
wearing one of his dress shirts which was too large on me. I curled up 
on the sofa and took the drink he had prepared for me.

"Hope that you don't mind that I made myself at home. You don't know 
what it is like to wear a tight dress and to have panties creeping up your 
cracks. That's why I don't wear any. Sit down here by me and help me 
relax." I scooted over so there was plenty of room next to me.

He sat next to me and put his drink on the table in front of us and 
asked "What are you expecting tonight? I am a little confused. You are 
the most beautiful and sexiest woman for miles around here and you 
come home with me. I find it difficult to believe that I could have 
anything that you would want or that you are attracted to me."

I moved in a little closer to him, one hand unbuttoning his shirt and 
reaching inside so I could massage his chest. Then I replied quite softly 
with my lips close to his ear "I was very close to Jeff. He liked you and 
accepted you as his best friend. Consider me and what I offer you 
tonight as a gift from Jeff. The only thing that I ask, is that you continue 
to be his friend and to be my friend also. We will spend tonight together 
and I will leave in the morning. I have some unfinished business in town 
and I need to accomplish some things that you may consider weird. 
Tonight we will be lovers. I plan you to leave you memories of making 
love to me. Take your camera, put it on automatic exposure and aim it 
back towards the couch."

He stood and walked very stiffly over to the table and picked up his 
camera. He activated it and walked quickly back to the couch and sat 
down. I curled up next to him and gave my sexiest smile to the camera 
as I put my hand on his crotch. Click.

"Whose the sexiest woman that you have ever made love to?" I asked.

"Carolyn Jones", he replied.

I jerked up and replied "Really. You lucky dog, you."

He looked at me and said "Do you know her?"

I almost blew it. I replied "I gave her my high school training bras that 
she is still wearing. But enough of that. Do you like it when I run my 
hands across your chest?"

I didn't give him time to answer and started kissing his chest as I 
continued unbuttoning his shirt. I pulled his shirt from his trousers, 
slipped the shirt down his arms and tossed it on the floor. My tongue 
licked each nipple briefly knowing that they sent shivers down to his 
cock.

I leaned back and shook my shirt off. I had unbuttoned the shirt while I 
was fooling with him. My very full, naked breasts were exposed to him.

"Why don't you take some pictures of me before we get so busy that we 
forget about the camera?" I whispered.

I spent the next minute posing for him and then had him re-load the 
camera. We didn't want to waste any time reloading the camera with 
what I had planned next.

After I let him quit taking pictures, I let him take one of my nipples into 
his mouth. He kneaded my breasts as he sucked on me. I let his hand 
slid up my thigh to my crotch. Then I changed position long enough to 
remove my panties.

I laid on the sofa and guided his hand across my stomach and down to 
my most private area between my thighs, which I spread slightly for his 
benefit. He pushed his finger inside of , covering his finger with my 
juices. He moved his other hand from my breast and laid it on his cock's 
outline, pressing it there.

"See what you have done to me." He pulled down his trousers, releasing 
his cock so that he was standing naked in front of me.

I took his hand and started walking toward the bedroom. I stopped and 
got the camera, then continued to the bedroom, with Henry following me 
meekly. I wondered if he would follow me out to his mail box, with both 
of us undressed like this.

I pulled him onto the bed with me, that he was laying on top of me. I let 
him guide his cock to my already hot, wet pussy. As he penetrated me, I 
wrapped my knees around him, and he groaned in pleasure. My breasts 
shook with my movements. His strokes were long and hard; I let him 
move his body completely over mine as we slowly fucked.

I could squeeze my cunt muscles and contract them around his cock 
with my movements. He took a nipple in his mouth and teased it 
between his teeth, nipping it lightly, then harder. He settled down to a 
rhythm matching mine.

I was moaning as he pumped me slowly using long, smooth strokes, 
unbroken by her bucking underneath him.

He took a nipple in each hand and pinched them causing me to moan. 
Everytime his cock plunged inside me, I dug one of my fingernails 
slightly into his buttock.

He rode me as I twisted and turned beneath him. The sweat ran off his 
body onto my soaking wet body. Then he called out to me that he was 
going to come, and grabbed my ass and shoved his entire length into 
me, his climax roaring through him as he screamed from the pleasure.

He collapsed on top of me. I lay under his heavy body, my breathing as 
panting as his; as he shot his last drops into me. Then he pulled his 
cock from me gently, and whispered "Do you think the neighbors heard 
me?"

I snuggled up against him and said "If they didn't, they will hear you the 
next time. By the way, do you know what the Venus Butterfly is?"

"Never heard of it." he replied.

"I think that you will like this. Pucker your lips, drawing them tightly 
around your teeth. Then, keeping the tension up, form a small opening 
the diameter of a pencil between them. Place your pucker on my clitoris 
and move your tongue to the back of your mouth, forming a suction and 
drawing me in. Release the suction by moving your tongue forward 
again. Don't use your tongue and try to average between four and six 
reversals in direction per second." I said as I shifted position slightly.
"
Chapter 18 - Meeting Cheryl

I had Henry take me back to the hotel the next morning, making sure 
that everyone saw me kiss him good-bye as he dropped me off. The 
rumor mills would be working overtime with this one.

I took a long shower and slept most of the day. Then I changed into my 
jeans and blue blouse and drove over to Cheryl's house. I was sitting on 
the front porch swing when she came home from work.

As she got out of the car, she stared at me. I said "Hello, I am Jobeth."

She replied "The model that everyone is talking about. You spent the 
night with Henry. Why are you on my porch?"

I said quietly "Jeff was my lover and I became pregnant by him."

She took a long look at me and responded "You don't look pregnant and 
you sure don't look like any of his other girlfriends."

"I lost the baby when I heard about his death." I lied. "I came here to 
find out some answers and decide what I wanted to do with the rest of 
my life. I was doing my last gig and was going to come back here with 
Jeff to live here. After his death, I decided to come here anyway."

She looked at me and said "My man will be here shortly. I don't want 
him seeing you. He gets a hardon from watching Olive Oyl on the Popeye 
cartoons. If he saw you, I wouldn't be able to walk for a week. He knows 
about you. The whole town is talking about you. George's bar will be 
packed tonight with men waiting to see you and to try to pick you up."

"Why don't we get a six pack and drive around while we talk? My rented 
convertible is fun to drive." I said.

She took a long look at me and said "I don't know why you really are 
here and I am crazy for doing it, but let's go. Give me a couple of 
minutes to get out of this dress and into something comfortable."

We stopped and got a six pack and I drove while she guided me out to 
the lake. I knew how to get there but I let her tell me. It was one of her 
favorite places. We parked the car and walked over to the picnic area 
and sat on an old picnic table.

We popped a couple of beers and started sipping. She said quietly "He 
didn't do it."

"Rob the store?" I replied.

"Yep. You don't live with someone for ten years and not know them. He 
was framed but it's only my opinion against Ronnie Jackson's charges. 
Lying son-of-a-bitch. He used to hit on me while Jeff and I was married 
but I never told Jeff. He had a little temper and would have killed the 
bastard. Ronnie framed him when he discovered that Jeff was dead." 
she said taking a sip.

"I don't think he did it either. I was very surprised when I came here 
and found out about the charges.. What can we do to correct this 
injustice?" I asked.

"Not a fucking thing. Ronnie is the only one that really knows what 
occurred and it would take his confession to clear the charges." she said 
as she lit a cigarette.

"When did you start smoking?" I asked.

"I started about a month ago because my new boyfriend is a chain 
smoker and it helps to cover up his bad breath smell. How did you 
know that I just started?" she asked.

I had to think fast. I said "You don't have the look of a smoker. Got any 
ideals on how to expose Ronnie for the lying bastard that he is."

She took a deep drag and watched the smoke before she answered "He 
thinks that he is a ladies man. If you could get him to confess and tape 
it, that would do it."

"I will need your help. What should we do?" I quickly responded.

"Pop me another beer while I tell you everything that I know about him. 
Then we can see if we can develop a plan." she said.

********

We stopped and got another six pack. By this time, she had told me 
everything that she knew about Ronnie. I already knew most of it, but 
had to listen to it again. There were a couple of surprises where he had 
been messing with my women while they were my women.

Cheryl was getting drunk. We had the top down and were driving 
around as we drank beer. She really opened up to me and was telling 
me a lot of shit about Jeff. It is very amazing how different perspectives 
can be. I thought that we had an open marriage but some of the stuff 
that she was telling me, she never told me when I was living as Jeff. If 
she had said this shit that I was hearing now, we might still be married.

I took her home. I didn't go in because she didn't want me to meet her 
new boyfriend. As she got out of the car, she said "I am going to go in 
and blow the horny fuckhead so he will leave me alone tonight. I would 
invite you in but his cock will stay hard for a week after looking at you. 
You know, you got some nice damn boobs on you. Are they real? Never 
mind. I don't want to know. Just don't go pointing them around my 
house. Are you going to do what we planned tomorrow?"

I said "Yes. I will meet Ronnie and set something up for the following 
night. Then I will pick you up after work and we will set up the area 
where we want to take him."

She looked at me and said "I like you. I think that you would have made 
Jeff happy. You know, I still love that damn dickhead. It took me a long 
time after our divorce to find that out. When I did, he wouldn't give me 
the opportunity to discuss it with him. I hurt him. I hurt him bad. And I 
didn't mean to. It was only a little flirtation with someone that I was 
working with at that time. I got mad when he found out and refused to 
back down. I wish that I had taken the opportunity to tell him that I was 
sorry and wanted to re-try our marriage."

I watched her get out of my car and walk over to her house. I waited 
until she went inside and then I drove back to my hotel. I started to go 
into the lounge and get a last drink before turning in, but from the door, 
I noticed that the lounge was packed with men. Apparently they were 
waiting on me. I went upstairs and went to bed.

********

I put on a blouse and pair of shorts combination outfit that showed my 
body off. Then I went over to the supermarket where I used to be the 
assistant manager. I checked the parking lot and saw Ronnie's car 
before I went in. I got a basket and started picking up groceries as if I 
had a stove and fridge to put them in. It only took about two minutes 
before Ronnie managed to position himself in the aisle that I was going 
down. I knew that he would find someway to talk to me before I got out 
of here.

"Excuse me, where are your drink mixes?" I asked.

"Next aisle over. Let me show you." he said with his best greasy smile.

As we walked, he said "We don't get many attractive strangers in town. 
You must be the Playboy model that Brown Realty is showing around 
town."

I replied "I never made it into Playboy. When they saw my prelim shots, 
they decided that most people would think that my body had been 
surgically augmented and airbrushed to look so good. They want the 
sexy girl next-door look, not the sex-goddess look."

He paused to look at my boobs before he replied "Their loss. And also 
the loss to the public. Are you going to be in town long?"

"A couple more weeks while I look around. I am seriously thinking about 
buying a farm here and starting a low-key nudist colony."

He coughed and then said "Excellent ideal. This area needs a place to 
explore human needs. I have been a proponent of nudism for several 
years and look forward to you opening a local establishment. By the 
way, my name is Ron Jackson. I have some places in mind that I don't 
think the Realtor will show you. I would love to show those places to you 
at your pleasure."

I paused as if I was thinking about his ideal and said "I have some 
commitments for this afternoon. How about tomorrow evening and I 
would like to take you out to supper for being so nice to me."

I knew that he would go back into his office and beat his meat after that 
suggestion. His face lit up and he said "Three pm at your hotel?"

I said "Bring a couple of bottles of wine. Bye." and walked off.

*********
That evening, Cheryl was waiting on me and had a cooler for the beer. 
We drove out to the lake and talked over what I had accomplished 
today. After a couple of beers, she suggested that we drive over to a 
country road that she knew about and go for a walk.

We parked the car where she suggested. I knew the place as the old 
Wagner place that was up for sale when I went on my vacation. We 
parked the car and I followed her down a path to a hill. We sat on the 
hill looking down on the farmlights as she said "Soon you'll be seeing 
that people tend to behave pretty much the same way in the country. 
Wagners sold their farm to some rich city folks. Most of us locals know 
about their parties. Marvin brought me up here once and I got turned 
on by watching them. He doesn't know that I have been back here 
several times since then. I get excited just trying to guess what kind of 
action I'm going to see. Every once in awhile, a couple of women will 
come into the bedroom and do a 69 on each other. But my favorite is 
watching a hot fucking and sucking session. They fuck almost every 
night. Ronnie knows about this place but he can't get an invite. They got 
better taste than to invite him. If you can convince him that this is the 
sort of place that you want to set up, he will kiss the preacher's ass and 
confess to being involved in Lincoln's assignation."

We sat up on the hill and watched the sun go down while we drank 
beer. Then we slipped down the hill to the farm. I must've been out of 
my mind to agree to accompany Cheryl tonight.

"This couple knows how to fuck." Cheryl whispered. "I've seen this 
couple before. They are relatives of the owners. They'll do a sixty-nine 
before they fuck. They always have before, anyhow, and I hope you'll 
enjoy that. He has a big cock, and I wouldn't mind sucking him off some 
day. I guess I'd better shut up and just watch, huh?"

I didn't answer. I was pleased that Cheryl had decided to shut up. We 
were too close to their bedroom.

The man and woman were already in the bedroom. He was young, tall, 
handsome, and had a big cock. She had big hips, a beautiful face, and 
her nipples were very long. I would have fucked her when I was Jeff. 
But now that I am Jobeth, I would have fucked them both.

The woman was sucking his cock. Cheryl whispered. "He will eat her out 
before they fuck. She will tease him and keep him hard. I wish that I 
had his dick up my pussy."

I was watching the woman suck his balls as she jacked him off. She was 
swallowing the whole cock and from where we were watching, I could 
see her cheeks bulge out.

Cheryl said "Jeff was shy about eating me out. Did he get over it when 
he met you?"

I thought quickly and said "Most men like to do whatever I want."

She whispered "If I had a body like yours, he would still be sucking on 
my titties and would never know that I had a pussy. Look what they are 
doing now."

The woman was performing anilingus upon her man. The man pulled 
his legs up until his thighs were touching his chest. The woman licked 
all over the anal region in ever smaller circles, getting closer and closer 
to his puckered asshole. We had a perfect view, and I heard Cheryl say 
"She has her tongue buried in his asshole. Marvin likes to ream my 
asshole like that and I love it."

I wasn't surprised by her words. I knew that she had some sexual 
desires that I had never been able to fill. This was a strange side of the 
woman that I had been married to for years. I quietly asked "Did you 
ever cheat on Jeff?"

"When I loved him, I never thought about another man. However, when 
we started having problems, that was another matter. I considered that 
to be my own business then and now." Cheryl said very quietly.

The man was fucking the woman after she'd got on her back. One of his 
hands was kneading one tittie. The man sucked on the nipple and took 
most of the breast into his mouth.

"I don't think that there is anything that feels as good as a good tittie 
suck, Jobeth. Only thing is that men get so involved with their cocks 
that they don't really know how to please a woman." she said quietly.

He quit the breasts and started sucking the pussy as she parted her 
legs. He tongued her pussy. She jumped, but he held onto her titties. He 
used his mouth and tongue on her ass as she'd sucked his ass. His ass 
was high in the air, his prick poking, and my attention was 
concentrated upon his hard cock. I was getting very horny being a 
voyeur.

Cheryl looked at me and whispered "You may laugh at me but this is the 
best sex that I get. Marvin has a constantly hard cock, but he doesn't 
know how to use it. Jeff didn't know how to use his cock with me. It is 
always slam-blam fuck you and turn over to go to sleep. My sex life is 
tame enough to be included in Reader's Digest. I envy you. You have a 
beautiful face and a body that everyone lusts after. They won't fuck you 
the way that they fuck me. I wish that I could trade bodies with you and 
show you what it is like to be a normal woman."

I whispered back "You would not like being a sex object. They don't take 
the time to know me. They only see my body. I would like to have sex 
with someone that wanted me and not my body."

The man pulled his tongue from her asshole and began cunnilingus 
with her legs over his shoulders while her ass wriggled in the air. Cheryl 
said "let's go around to the other bedroom."

We walked around the house in the dark and were soon peeking into 
another bedroom where another couple were getting it on. This man had 
a small dick and this woman had some sagging tits. She was giving a 
head job to the man.

"I was hopping that we could see some lezzies go at it. These couples are 
here all the time. Have you ever had sex with a woman?" she asked.

I paused and said "Yes. It was some of the best sex that I ever had."

She looked at me in the dim light and said "What did you ever see in 
Jeff? I can see dumb old country girl me falling for his line of shit, but 
you are several classes beyond him."

I didn't reply. I pretended to be absorbed by the man moving from 
between her legs to her titties. The woman's head was bobbing as she 
performed the blow job.

"God, do I enjoy being ate. It's really great to have a tongue and lips 
working away down there. A sucking tongue is better than any prick. I 
love to have my cunt and clit sucked by females as well as by men." she 
whispered.

I whispered back "Show me where we are going to bring Robbie."

I followed Cheryl back to the small barn that was behind some trees, 
where it couldn't be seen from the house. Inside were some horses and 
a small bedroom that was used as a guest house. Cheryl didn't turn the 
light on until we were inside and the door was closed behind us. She 
said "Let him show you what he wants to show you, knowing that it is 
only so he can get you someplace where he can get you into bed. Keep 
him wishing and then tell him that the Realtor showed you this farm 
from the top of the hill, hinting that it would be available within a year. 
Bring him down the hill and watch some of the nightly fucking. Then 
bring him back here, where I will have a camcorder set up. Then all you 
have to do, is figure out how to make him confess. One way is to 
convince him that you would move in with him, if he had more money. 
Suggest that he can't get his hands on money with his job. See if he 
brags about ripping off the store and blaming on Jeff."

I looked around the bedroom and looked at Cheryl "Ok. Let's do a 
rehearsal. You be Ronnie."

She smiled and leered as she said "Ok, babe. I got the biggest cock in 
town or think that I do. I am doing you a favor by fucking you." Then 
she laughed.

I took my blouse off, and dropped it on a chair. I was not wearing a bra. 
She looked at me and said "They are real."

I replied "I also like to do 69s with women." as I stepped out of my 
shorts and shoes. I stood before her naked. I slowly walked over to her 
and took her hand and pressed it against my boob. It was all she 
needed to put her into action. She kissed me, her tongue searching my 
mouth as her hands explored my body.

Then she undressed. She was one of the few natural blondes that I had 
ever seen. When she was younger, she was very beautiful. She was tall 
and slender, her ass was full and still firm, and her legs were long and 
shapely. Her tits were about medium-sized, round and firm, and riding 
high on her chest, with just a little sag. We turned out the lights and 
laid down on the bed.

She looked at me and said "Why me?"

I pulled her lips to my boob and replied "I will tell you before I leave 
town. Until then, just trust me."

Cheryl caressed and kissed my boobs and said "You don't have a big of 
sag and your body is so firm. I wish that my skin was as smooth as your 
skin is."

I slipped one hand under and gently stroked her cuntal lips with the 
tips of my fingers. "I was hoping when I saw you last night that you were 
bisexual."

"I discovered it late in life. I tried to hide it but then wound up drunk 
with my cousin. She was fat but she could really eat me. I discovered 
that it's something extra to enjoy. I like to eat pussy, as well as have 
mine eaten, and I like to enjoy myself in several ways." she responded 
as I stroked her smooth thighs lovingly, trailing my finger tips gently up 
and down the cool sensitive flesh.

She closed her eyes as I began fondling her breasts. The nipples were 
very pointed and sensitive. They became erect immediately and I rolled 
each hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I trailed my hands 
very gently down along her slowly squirming body, parted her legs, and 
caressed her clit.

I gradually increased the pressure of my fingers on the outer cuntal lips, 
parting the curling hairs, then gently rubbing the inner lips, and gently 
playing with the entrance of her vagina. I slowly massaged the inner lips 
and the entire area around her clitoris. That sensitive organ was erect, 
long since having left the hood that hid it in its quiescent state, having 
being aroused by the stimulation of my fingers and the mild friction 
between the hood and the clitoris.

I eased the tip of my finger into the hot slippery opening of her vagina. I 
slowly shoved the middle finger on my right hand deep into her hungry 
pussy and began finger-fucking her. I found the whole area slippery 
with the her juices of anticipated excitant. I made sure that her pubic 
hairs were parted back from her moist cuntal lips using the slippery 
fluids to moisten them and paste them back. I spread the slippery, soft 
lips and traced a fingertip from episium to clitoris.

Shoving a finger into her wet cunt, I probed deep, as she clamped her 
inner muscles around my probing finger, hunching forward to meet my 
finger. I moved my slippery finger higher and flipped her erect clit. 
Cheryl was breathing hard and gritted her teeth to keep from moaning 
as my finger jabbed with quickening pace. I inserted another finger now, 
jabbing hard, probing deep, at the same time making contact with her 
stiffened clitoris. I knew that her passion-button would be extremely 
sensitive now

As I watched her squirm on my fingers, I was very aware now that I was 
a woman, of the way that her body was reacting from where my sexual 
stimulation produced a series of changes in almost every part of her 
body. I could tell that her heart was beating faster resulting in her pulse 
quickening, her blood pressure rising, and she would have an increased 
flow of blood to her cunt. If I had known back then what caused so 
much pleasure within a woman's body, I would have been busy every 
night, with women lined up outside my door, waiting on me.

She moaned and moved with my finger, clamping down on it with her 
inner cunt muscles. She was hunching my caressing fingers and I knew 
what she was ready for. I pulled my hand from her quivering pussy lips, 
got her on her back, put my head between her knees, and grasped her 
ass with each hand. Cheryl gasped as she felt my hot breath and 
equally hot mouth on her cunt. My tongue darted in, swabbed the walls 
of her palpitating twat, then went to her stiffened clit. The vaginal fluids 
tasted both sweet and salty. Although I had ate her when we were 
married, I never got at much pleasure at doing it as I was not. Her taste 
was not bad at all.

"Oh god, it feels so marvelous. You know how to please a woman." 
Cheryl said softly as my lips circled her hot-spot and started greedy 
sucking her sensitive clit. She let out a little cry as an orgasm gripped 
her body. She quaked violently as racking spasms seized control of her 
body. She pressed her cunt down against my face, moaning with 
pleasure. Wave after wave of blissful pleasure spread throughout her 
entire being as she suddenly went limp.

She was pulling my pussy to her face when I heard the noise. I stopped 
and listened. It was a car coming. It took a moment to get Cheryl 
listening too. We stopped and dressed in the dark as the car pulled up 
to the barn. We heard two cardoors slam. Then we heard them talking.

"Your husband doesn't mind you having sex with animals." said a man.

A woman responded "My husband and I quit having sex together four 
years ago. If it wasn't for the legal problems and losing his grandfather's 
estate, we would be divorced now. We discovered that we could tolerate 
each other when we were having sex with others. At first, it was 
prostitutes or whoever I picked up. Then we started attending orgies. 
Our names almost wound up in the newspaper one week after a rather 
unfortunate accident and we decided to move to the country to have our 
own place. I discovered by accident that a cock is a cock. However not 
all cocks are created equal. Here we are. Here's my baby."

They were in the barn now. We had put out clothes on quietly and we 
opened the door so that we could see them. It was the second couple 
that we had seen. She was the older woman with the sagging tits. She 
entered a stall and then led a pony out and into an adjoining stall. She 
had several rope harnesses in place in this stall that she quickly used to 
secure the pony. Then she pushed some hay bales under the pony and 
put a blanket on the bales. She pulled her dress over her head and 
wiggled under the excited pony, while the man sat down on a hay bale.

She placed her crotch almost directly under the end of the pony's stiff 
shaft and wriggled her ass until the big cockhead was resting against 
her cuntal lips. She grasped the cock with both hands as she wriggled a 
little more, hunched upward, and four or five inches of the pony's prick 
slipped into her pussy. She began making fucking motions, lurching 
upward ever higher, soon taking seven or eight inches on each upward 
thrust.

I could see that the pony was tied so that he couldn't make thrusts of 
his own. The woman could control the depth of her penetration. The 
man was sitting there watching her thrusting titties and her cunt taking 
the several inches of the pony's long cock.

Her buttocks bounced and wriggled wildly, as she hunched at least 
eight inches of the pony's stiff cock embedded in her cunt. I could see 
the dark shaft of hard pony cock probing deep into her pussy again and 
again.

Within minutes the pony ejaculated. The woman had another orgasm as 
she swiftly fucked herself up and down on the spurting cock. The thick 
white sperm overflowed her cunt, oozing out around the fat pony cock. 
She moaned loudly as the cum dripped in huge gobs onto the blanket 
under her ass.

The woman withdrew the cock and stood naked. Sweat was glistening 
on her body. She took the lit cigarette from the man and took a drag as 
she said "You see now why I said that no man could ever satisfy me. I 
control him. I have him whenever I want. I have him as often as I want. I 
don't have to kiss him. I don't have to listen to his corny jokes. He 
doesn't put me down. He accepts me for what I am. A cunt. No, Ralph, I 
like sex with you but I don't want any involvement. Just pure sex. Are 
you going to fuck Helen tomorrow night when the other members get 
here?"

As she pulled her dress back on, he replied "No, I divorced her five years 
ago and she joined our little group with her new husband. I thought 
that she was a lousy lay then and I am not going to waste my time on 
her now."

She laughed and they walked back to the car.

Cheryl looked at me and whispered "I have never seen anything like 
that. But I can't blame her. If I knew anyone that had a cock like that, I 
would be letting it fuck me every chance I could. Do you want to 
undress again and continue?"

"No, I don't want to press our luck until after we clear Jeff's name. Then 
we can relax and pick up where we left off." I said.

We left the barn and walked back to where we had left the car.

******

Ronnie came to the hotel to pick me up. I had him wait for a few 
minutes in the lobby even though I was already. When I walked across 
the lobby, he couldn't keep his eyes off of me. Rather, that is, he 
couldn't keep his eyes off of the two parts of my body that was 
bouncing.

I was dressed as the most voluptuous woman that I could be. I was 
wearing shorts to show off my legs and a little half halter top that 
exposed my waist and emphasized my boobs. I made sure that my voice 
when talking to Ronnie was a sultry, feminine sound that dripped sex. I 
took time with my makeup making sure that I had the dark, bewitching 
eyes of a seductress, adorned with long black lashes and smoldering, 
sexy eye shadows. My sensuous lips were those of a professional call 
girl, flawlessly lined and coated with a thick, glossy pink lipstick. I 
applied an expensive, very feminine perfume. My nails glistened with 
glossy pink polish. I carried with me, a little overnight bag with a change 
of clothes and shoes.

He was all gentleman as he escorted me to his car. For the next two 
hours, he drove me around, showing me different pieces of property that 
I knew were not up for sale. I kept easing him over to the side of town 
that I wanted to be on when it got dark. He kept trying to come up with 
a reason that we should go back to his place. Just as it was about to 
turn dark, I said "It's going to be full moon tonight. I like lying on the 
grass, looking at the full moon. Do you like that too?"

He took the bait. "I sure do. Let's go over to the lake and watch the 
moon reflect on the lake."

As he drove, I knew that the turnoff was coming up next. I said "I don't 
want to go to the lake. Turn at the next road and let's find a place to 
park the car and let's go find a hillside. I brought a sheet with me."

He controlled the urge to speed up and turned where I wanted him to. 
The first place to park was not where I wanted to stop and I found an 
objection so he drove to the next place, which was where I wanted to 
leave the car. We got out of the car and I strode off, leaving him to catch 
up to me. We walked to the hill and sat down, watching the sun go 
down. He kept putting the make on me and I finally said "I would like to 
have sex with you tonight, but you are coming on just a little too strong. 
Just relax, enjoy the moment and within the next hour or two, we will 
fulfill each other's desire."

That calmed him down. We talked for awhile and then it was dark 
enough to proceed. I stood, took his hand and said "Let's go exploring 
and let's see if we can find some place to have sex."

He held onto my hand we walked down to the farmhouse. He came up 
with all sorts of objections to going to the farmhouse. I convinced him to 
shut up and to get closer. When we were close enough to see naked 
people, he shut up and edged closer.

They were having a foursome. The pony woman was sucking some new 
man's cock and a black woman with big, heavy sagging tits was taking it 
doggy style when we first started watching. After five minutes of 
different fuck/sucking, I took Ronnie hand and led him away. He 
hesitated a moment because he was getting interested in the spectacle 
that we were watching. As we entered the barn, I told him "I believe in 
anything goes and I like it rough. The rougher it is, the more that I 
participate. I brought a change of clothes in case this set doesn't make it 
through the night. Do you think that little old you can rape me?"

"I will take it anyway that I can get it." he said.

As I entered the room that Cheryl had the camcorder hid in, I slapped 
him and said loudly "Fuck off. I don't care how long you hold me 
hostage, I am not going to have sex with you."

A small dribble of blood was on his lip where I gave him a solid smack. 
He rubbed it with his hand and looked at it. Then he backhanded me, 
knocking me on the floor. "Bitch. Do that again and I will kick your ass 
good."

I made a swing at his leg with my arm which he easily dodged as I 
screamed "Leave me alone. Let me go."

He circled me as he said quietly "Come here, baby...let Ronnie see that 
sweet pussy of yours!"

"You son of a bitch!" I screamed as I lunged at him. He easily defended 
himself against my attack, grabbing my forearms and holding me still. 
As I fought in vain to free myself from his grasp, knowing that his 
attention was focused on my breasts jiggling wildly; and that he already 
had a hard cock. I saw the cock straining against his trousers.

"Don't even think about it. Call me a taxicab. I want to go home." I 
threatened.

"Take your clothes off, baby," Ronnie said condescendingly.

"Not in your fucking lifetime!" I screamed. "You fucking horny bastard."

"Come on, you're my woman, now and you had better get used to it."

"I don't belong to anyone. I only go to bed with men. That means that 
you won't get to fuck me. Go find your own personal sex toy?" I said as I 
got up and slapped him hard, but he barely flinched.

"If you weren't so gorgeous, I would knock your teeth in. Now take your 
clothes off before I take them off of you." he finished.

"Like hell! "You really think I'm going to have sex with you?" I crossed 
my breasts in defiance.

Ronnie answered. "You should be thanking me. You are going to get the 
best sex you ever had and you are going to learn to give me sex when I 
want it."

I began to walk out of the door. "Keep that cock in your pants, you 
bastard. I am leaving."

"Okay, bitch, we'll do this the hard way..." he said firmly, grabbing me. I 
beat on him with my fists, but it had no effect on him as he ripped my 
blouse off.

When my boobs burst in view, he stared at them. Just long enough for 
me to land a semi-hard punch to his jaw that almost floored him. His 
reaction was to kick my feet out from under me and then jerk my shorts 
off. I kicked at him and caught him in the ribs hard enough to make 
him grunt.

He tossed my body onto the bed and fell atop me. Ronnie held me 
pinned as he managed to pull off his own clothing.

"I will pay you to let me go." I yelled, helpless against his strength as he 
pinned me.

"You are going to get fucked and there is nothing that you can do. Now 
spread them.'" Ronnie was fully naked now, and as I squirmed under 
his hard body, it brought his erection to its engorged hardness. I 
struggled but Ronnie easily overpowered me. He managed to get my legs 
apart and rolled between them, wedging them open.

"I'm fucking you, so you better make things easy on yourself. I will tie 
you up and fuck your ass until you are raw or you let me fuck your 
pussy." he grunted as he struggled with my arms and squirming legs.

I quit squirming and said "This is rape. Nonconsensual sex. I don't want 
to get hurt and let you fuck me once. But you have to let me go when we 
finish." I said angrily, looking at the erect penis that he was rubbing 
against my belly.

Ronnie moaned with pleasure. "Oh, yes, you can go home. Just one 
time." As he pressed the hard penis against me, I laid back and spread 
my thighs wide.

"I can't believe I'm here with you and letting you do this," I said. "Where 
is your decency? You said you had a house to show me."

"You have the best tits that I have ever seen. If your pussy is anything 
like the rest of your body, it would be worth going to jail just to fuck 
you." Ronnie answered lustfully. "Just relax, and enjoy yourself."

Ronnie took position between my widespread legs and aimed his sexual 
missile at my unwilling receptacle. I jumped as I felt the head of his hot, 
slippery cock press against my vaginal lips. Ronnie humped his cock 
steadily into my warm, wet tight pussy.

"It hurts. I can't let you do this to me." I cried out, beating against him 
with my fists. "Let me go!"

"No chance, baby," Ronnie answered firmly as he continued to push into 
me.

"You...you fucking bastard..." I cursed.

Finally, he was all the way inside me. "God, babe, you have one tight 
pussy." he said. "Tell me how wonderful my cock feels."

"Get it over with," I said, as he began to pump in and out. I tried to not 
show any of the pleasure that I was feeling from his cock inside me.

"Come on, baby," Ronnie moaned, his eyes closed. "You have a hot 
pussy. It feels so good to my big cock." as he rammed inside me. His 
hips were moving faster, driving his cock into me even harder.

I could not help myself. I moaned and dug my fingernails into his back 
as I groaned. "Ohhhh god. I don't want to enjoy this, but it feels so 
good."

"I told you that you wanted me. You like it, don't you bitch?" he grunted.

"No..." I grunted as my breathing grew deeper and louder. My body had 
began to match his pumping rhythm. I dug hard into his back with my 
fingernails to show the passion that I was feeling.

"Tell me that you want me. Tell me that you are a horny bitch." he 
grunted.

"Fuck you!" she continued, failing miserably in her attempt to conceal 
what she was feeling, "you fucking asshole. Damn you. You had better 
enjoy this because I am gonna kill your ass. God, that feels so good. " 
My voice trailed off, lost in the orgasmic pleasure building within me. I 
moaned, low and sensuously.

"Say it again, bitch" he asked, teasing me.

"yeah, right there. Ohhhh god. That feels so good. fuck, keep on fucking, 
you fucking bastard."

He increased the speed of his pumping, pulling up slightly in order to 
put more pressure against my clitoris. "Ohhh..." I moaned, immediately 
responding to the change. I began to rhythmically tighten my ass to 
push my hips up into his thrusts.

"Good, ain't I baby," Ronnie teased.

"No..." I moaned, feeling the beginnings of an orgasm.

He said. "Tell me that you want it or I will pull it our now. You want my 
cock, don't you?"

I moaned louder as he pumped me harder, losing myself in the ecstasy 
as I yielded to him like a bitch in heat wanting him inside me more and 
more with each passing second.

"Yes...you bastard..." I groaned between heavy, sharp gulps of air.

Ronnie picked up his pace, and the loud, wet hard slap of his sweaty 
balls filled the air. "More, yes, yes, " I said, encouraging him to continue 
as I felt the fire building inside me.

I held his ass tightly as he pounded into me. His hips gyrated madly, 
ramming his long tool into my hot, wet vagina .

I was ready to cum. I felt my vagina clamp down hard around his still-
pumping cock, and my muscles began to push. I lost contact with what 
I was supposed to be doing with him as the climax hit me. Every nerve 
in my body exploded, unable to contain the fire within me. My pussy 
gushed, and my hot cum flooded both their crotches, running out onto 
her thighs and his balls. My vagina spasmed as wave after wave of 
erotic intensity came crashing in.

He was still ramming into me, and was near orgasm as he said "I'm 
cumming, baby,".

His face contorted and his eyes slammed shut, and I felt his thighs 
become as tense as steel. He rammed his throbbing cock deep into me 
one last time, and I gripped his ass hard, holding him against me. I 
could feel the cock pulse involuntarily inside my pussy as it sprayed his 
hot, salty load into me.

He began to breathe again, relaxing as his orgasm died away and he laid 
on top of me. After a few moments, I felt his penis begin to shrink back 
to normal inside me.

I said. "I did enjoy it but we can't do this again. I only sleep with people 
that have money that they spend on me."

"I've got money." he said taking the bait.

"Supermarket managers don't have any money. What are you going to 
do? Spend store money on me?" I teased.

"Don't worry about it. I can get money from the store anytime I want it." 
he said.

"Sure, Mr. Big Talk. Everyone talks big but very few know how to back 
up their words with action."

"Listen, I recently ripped my store off for ten thousand dollars. When my 
co-manager died suddenly, I blamed the thief on him. I still have the 
money in a bank in Columbus." he laughed.

I started stroking his soft cock as I said "You are making this up. Tell 
me how you did it."

His mind wasn't thinking. As I slowly stroked him and smiled at him, he 
blabbed how he obtained the money and some other rip-offs that he was 
doing on his store that hadn't been caught yet.

Chapter 19 - The Hot-tub

"May I join you?"

"Of course you can." Cheryl smiled dreamily up at me as she relaxed in 
the hot-tub. She was submerged to her armpits; the warm, water 
flowing around her bare arms, lapped against the curves and slopes of 
her floating breasts.

"I have been looking forward to this all afternoon." I shed my jeans and 
blouse. I had fucked Ronnie one more time last night and then we left 
the barn. Cheryl came by the hotel early the next morning and I drove 
us to Columbus, where we requested a meeting with the head of 
security for the supermarket chain that Ronnie worked for. We showed 
him films from the two camcorders that Cheryl had been operating. The 
security chief was very interested in the film. He was also interested in 
the part where Ronnie described his thefts. He obtained this room for us 
and requested that we stay overnight, then meet with the chain 
management in the morning. Cheryl called her job and requested 
another day off and we were relaxing in the room.

Cheryl simply nodded. She had made a pillow out of a folded towel, 
stretched out in the long tub's glorious steaming pool, and now the 
warmth and delicious buoyant comfort took her close to sleep.

"This is nice. I have to find a boyfriend that has one of these." Cheryl 
murmured. My eyes were closed, but I felt the water flow past me when 
Cheryl stepped over the edge and sat down. The water's subtle push set 
my breasts bobbing just beneath the surface, it felt like impossibly 
gentle hands cupping me, supporting, caressing me. I straightened my 
legs and extended them on each side of Cheryl, who now lay back 
against the tub's other end.

We gazed silently at each other as I watched Cheryl splashed her chest 
till it gleamed with bath oil, watched the water run in bright tracks 
down between her breasts, saw her nipples change from pale pink to 
the color of a deep red rose. With a grin I tickled Cheryl's pussy with my 
toe-tip.

Cheryl leaned over the edge of the hot-tub and reached for her 
cigarettes. "We did it. Jeff is cleared of all charges now. Are you going to 
move to our town?"

"No." I said.

"I didn't think that you would either. You just came here to clear Jeff, 
didn't you?"

"I didn't know he was in trouble until I came here." I said relaxing from 
the warmth of the water.

We soaked quietly for a few moments then Cheryl said "Who are you?"

I used the classic lawyer answer and answered with a question. "Who do 
you think I am?"

"If I believed in reincarnation, I would say that you are Jeff. But I don't 
believe in reincarnation. Your body is too good and real to be his body 
modified by a plastic surgeon. I don't know who you are and after what 
you did to clear Jeff, I don't really care. I accept you for who you say you 
are. I just want to know the truth someday." she said as she puffed on 
the smoke.

Chapter 20 - The rest of my story

I have been a woman for over two years now. When I first discovered 
how wonderful sex was, I was a very wanton woman. I couldn't get 
enough sex and was spreading my legs for anything that looked good. 
And a lot of stuff looked good. I had more sex in that two year period 
than most people have in a normal life.

Something was missing from my life but I didn't know what it was. Then 
I met Mike. Mike is a very solid built man that has a tremendous sexual 
appetite. He can maintain his hard-on for about four hours and likes to 
have sex at least three times a day. And he knows how to please me, to 
keep me on edge, to make me feel so wonderful inside.

Serena was my bridesmaid. I had met the man that I wanted to spend 
the rest of my life with. Only I knew that I couldn't. So I decided to 
spend as much time as I could with him.

After the wedding, Mike was very surprised at first when some of my 
sisters came to stay with us for awhile. I am not selfish and shared my 
hunk of a man with my sisters. A threesome with the right people can 
be very fantastic.

And did I tell you the best news about myself? I am four months 
pregnant.

Serena was right about a lot of things. I have changed. I enjoy who I am 
now. I enjoy the difference in my life and my physical build. I enjoy 
being a woman. I enjoy being Mike's woman.

Chapter 21 - Mike's Editorial

My name is Mike. Several years back, I met a wonderful woman who I 
fell in love with. She was the most beautiful woman that I ever saw in 
my life. And she was mine. All mine. The world's most beautiful body 
combined with the most beautiful face. She was the only woman that I 
ever had sex with, that could give me as good sex as I knew I was giving 
her. Doctors have told me that I have an abnormal sex drive and most 
women cannot keep up with me for more than a couple of nights. But 
with her, it was different. We fitted each other and satisfied each other's 
needs,

We spent almost twenty years married to each other. She gave birth to 
my three children. The oldest girl is Jo's twin. Except that Jo has a 
bigger bust line and has not aged at all in our marriage.

After five years of marriage and one child, I was amazed at Jo's ability to 
maintain her looks and body. After ten years of marriage and three 
children, I was very confused. And angry because things were not 
normal with her. I was growing older and so were the kids. She wasn't.

After almost twenty years of marriage, she told me that she would have 
to leave me someday. She said that she would slip out the door and not 
come back. She said that I shouldn't feel bad about it because it was 
something that she had to do. She said that people were beginning to 
talk about how unusual it was that she was so young and beautiful 
looking after all these years. She said that she had to leave so that the 
children and I could have a normal life. She said that where ever she 
went, that she would always love me and think about me.

Somehow I knew that she was telling me the truth and that she would 
do this. I cried. I buried my head between her fantastic breasts and 
cried. She held me closely and that night told me a fantastic story. This 
story. I didn't write it all down at once and only wrote this for the kids so 
that they would know the real story behind their mother. She left me the 
next day while I was sleeping.

I went looking for her. I roamed the swamp looking for the cabin. I went 
to her old hometown and looked at the memorial crypt for Jeff Daniels. I 
talked to Jeff's ex-wife and some of Jeff's high school friends. I tried to 
find Serena and Robie and Anh-Lee but they had moved with no 
forwarding addresses.

I only have this journal of her story. I have some other memories of her 
that I may put into the rest of her journal some day. There's more to The 
Rest of Her Story chapter, but I couldn't write it at this time. I will never 
forget it and will someday sit down and finish what I know of her 
adventures. But right now, I just can't do it. I have to take a break. I 
have to learn to live my life without her.

It hurts. I look at Alice, who is our oldest girl. Jo wanted to name her 
after a dear departed friend and I never found out until the end, who 
Alice was named for. Alice is eighteen and just graduated from high 
school. The local high school boys hang around my house because Alice 
is built and looks a lot like her mom. Except her mom was several bra 
sizes bigger. Alice's breasts are more normal sized.

I remember the other stories that Jo told me. About her first time with a 
man. About the week that she spent as the football team mascot. About 
the wet t-shirt contest that she won at Daytona Beach. About the 
modeling job that she was offered. About how she turned down a million 
dollar offer from Playboy magazine. About the time that she returned to 
her old home town and made love to her ex-best friend and to her ex-
wife's current husband. About how mad her ex-wife got at her and tried 
to kill her.

I remember the times that her friends came to visit and we shared our 
bedrooms with them. I remember my cock buried in Serena's well 
lubricated vagina while Serena's face was buried between Jo's legs. I 
remember Anh-Lee's legs wrapped around my waist as she rode my 
cock and I carried her up the stairs. I remember the time Serena, Jo 
and Robie blind-folded me and had me guess whose lips were wrapped 
around my cock. I remember the time that Jo and I tried to convince 
Diana that my cock was better than her dildo.

She did have an extra power from the Fountain. Like most powers, it 
took five years before she became aware of it's existence. I wasn't aware 
of it until about three years before she left me. That power and what she 
was able to do with it, is almost a story in itself that will also have to 
wait until I have the time to put it on paper.

I have lots of memories and will sit down someday to write them. I know 
that Jo is out there and somewhere, someplace, someone is with her 
now. To that person, I ask that they take care of my woman. That they 
show her the respect that she deserves. I ask that when they find time, 
that they write and tell me about her. About what she is doing. About 
what she has learned in her search. I do not have access to Internet and 
have asked an old fishing buddy to put this story on the network. If you 
know what Jo is doing, please write me care of my friend's address. He 
will forward it to me. You see, I have bought a motorcycle and am 
looking around the world for her.

The End

    

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