From: Edwin Gay <gaye@delphi.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: TG: "Magic in the Air 1/5" (Magic Trans)
Date: Sat, 7 Jan 95 21:54:12 -0500

 
Magic in the air by Alice Wonder
 
   The day had been stifling and even though he had air conditioning in his
car, Allan was sweating.
   He had promised his wife and himself a week at their small cottage by the
lake up north, and he was getting ready for their good times together by
taking his tie off (his symbol for leaving the rat race behind).
   After arriving home and downing a glss of lemonade, he loaded the two small
suitcases in the car and they departed for the small airstrip two miles from
the house.
   After preflighting his trusty old Piper Cherokee, and pronouncing her
sound, he got in and his wife followed (The Piper has only one door on the
passenger side).
   Finishing the pre-start checklist, he yelled "Clear" and the old starter
began cranking and very soon the engine was purring like a kitten (more like
roaring like a lion).
   After final checklist, he turned the Piper into the wind and pushed the
throttle in. Soon they were speeding down the runway, and as soon as the plane
had enough speed, she lifted off by herself.
   All the troubles of the week fell away as the bounds of the ground were
broken. This was living, being with the woman he loved on a plane he loved
flying thru the air on a warm cloudless summer afternoon.
   After the climb, he settled the plane on a steady course of 330 degrees
which would take him to the airstrip serving the little town close to his
cabin.
   His wife had done the packing after he had called to confirm that indeed
they could go and enjoy the vacation, since the unresolved problems had been
taken care of.
   Now, as they spoke through their intercom, she reminded him that they both
needed this rest and that no further talk of work would be tolerated.
   The scenery below was wonderful and he could see the cars headed out of the
city, and he felt sorry for the poor people having to deal with the traffic
jams and the discourteous drivers.
   He didn't see it until he was almost upon it, but the small cloud was very
unusual, not only was it an otherwise cloudless day, but this cloud was very
small and seemed to have a glow inside. There was nothing he could do but fly
through it, even though he was flying VFR and no contact with clouds was
permitted, but he had not had any time to react.
   Soon after entering the cloud, he felt a slight tingle in all his body, and
felt a little disoriented, but as soon as it had come, it had ended. And they
were out of the cloud.
   What a strange feeling! he refleccted to himself and to his wife who had
been dozing, but had awakened when they had entered the cloud. No, she said,
she had not felt the tingling sensation which he attributed to static
electricity.
   Soon they were within sight of the airfield and landing. Allan was always
proud of his squeakers, but today was different, for some reason, he could not
see well out of the cockpit, he did not have the same reference points as
always and ended up with a definite thud. "Sorry" he said to his wife, to
which she replied that he couldn't expect to squeak them every time. Still, it
bothered him.
   He taxied to a blue hangar and his wife got out to open the door and take
out the old jeep they kept there for their frequent visits. He finished the
shutdown procedure list and shut down and prepared to leave the aircraft to
hook it up to the tow line that would help with the procedure of backing it
into the hangar.
   Once inside, his wife got the two small suitcases from the plane and got
them into the jeep.
   When he got into the jeep, he noticed that the position of the seat was
comfortable for him, he had not had to move the seat back as he usually did
when his wife had driven. Maybe she had done it for him, however that was
unusual.
   He told his wife then that he felt strange, with a weird sensation all over
his body. His wife, a nurse told him that it was probably a flu he had picked
up, and hoped that it would not ruin their vacation.
   As soon as they reached the cabin, his wife insisted that he go straight to
bed, that she would "open up" the cabin and make some soup for him.
   When he got to the small bedroom loft, he undressed right away and went to
the bathroom where he sat reading a Woman's Day magazine that his wife had
been reading two weeks ago and waited until his bowels worked.
   Afterward, he went to the dresser and pulled out a blue pajama. Only when
he put it on, it hung on him like it was two sizes too large, well, he
thought, I guess my wife goofed the sizes again.
   Then he dropped on the bed and fell completely asleep.
   A little while later, his wife came up with a steaming cup of soup which he
drank half-awake, while his wife felt his forehead and pronounced him fever-
free, even though, she commented he looked a little peaked.
   Allan fell again on the bed and went back to sleep without missing a beat.
   (To be continued)

From: Edwin Gay <gaye@delphi.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: TG: "Magic in the Air 2/5"
Date: Sat, 7 Jan 95 21:54:58 -0500

 
Air Magic Pt 2 by Alice Wonder
 
   The birds were chirping, there was even a woodpecker tapping (more like air
drilling) on a nearby tree. The sun had come out and Allan started opening his
eyes and stretching his body awake.
   Something did not feel right, he could not describe it, but attributed the
feeling to the flu that apparently was still there.
   Finally, Allan felt next to him on the bed to find that Helen had awakened
and had left the bed. He could hear the rattle of pots and pans coming from
the kitchen/dining area.
   He just stayed still in the bed with the afterglow of a good evening's
rest. But somehow he just couldn't shake the feeling that all was not as it
should be.
   Finally, Helen walked into the loft/bedroom with a cheery "wake up sleepy
head!, I've got breakfast for you". She was carrying a bed-tray with OJ and
steaming coffee with two cups, a basket with fresh rolls which had been spread
with sweet creamy country butter and some of the strawberry jam she had canned
last summer.
   As she stood near the end of the bed and looked at Allan starting to move,
she almost dropped the tray, with some consternation in her voice, she said
"Allan, What's wrong?". Allan finally awakened and sat bolt upright in bed. As
he did so, some very strange sensations coursed through his body, and he
stared at Helen's concerned look. As he said "I don't know", he almost passed
out, his normally low baritone voice came out as a high soprano. He hoped it
was due to this strange flu, however, there were other signals which could not
be ignored.
   He looked down and as his pajama, which he had found too large the night
before, fell down from his shoulders, his chest area was revealed and he
looked down to find two perfectly shaped, though small, breasts, female
breasts.
   "What is going on?" he asked almost in a panic, and each syllable was like
a bullet as it sounded more and more as if his voice had totally gone off the
register.
   Helen placed the tray on the floor and rushed over to his side and held him
in an embrace, running her fingers down his now shoulder length shiny aubrn
hair.
   Then, almost as if they were synchronized, they both decided to take a look
at the only area left to check, and both their hands reached the area between
his legs at the same time.
   Helen was the first one to speak, as they were in a daze.
   "I don't know what this is all about, but something weird is happening" And
Allan responded in the new high soprano voice "You are telling me! Last night
I was your husband and this morning I am 'A Freak!'.
   Helen immediately allowed her professionalism to take over and started
making decisions and plans with the clear cool head with which nurses are
blessed.
   Allan, seeing the calmness come over his wife, immediately started to calm
down and to allow her to take over the situation.
   The first order of business was to make a thorough inspection of all the
changes that had taken place.
   She leaned Allan back onto the bead, propped up by pillows and began
unbuttoning the pajama tops. As they fell open, the breasts came clearly into
view, and a nice view they were.
   They were small, but conical in shape and tipped with pink nipples which
were showing signs of exposure to the cool morning air.
   She then felt them completely, as if she was conducting a regular breast
cancer screening at the office. Allan complained of tenderness, but everything
was quite normal. Helen figured that the breasts had the consistency, look and
feel of a young 15 year old girl.
   Then she undid the knot in the pajama bottoms and slid them down Allan's
now smooth hips. These had taken a different contour, and she noted that, but
when she reached the groin area, that is where the most important change had
taken place.
   Instead of the nice shaft that she loved to feel inside her, she found a
cleft not too dissmilar from her own. As she explored further, she could make
out a small clitoris, and the labia. All appeared perfectly normal [for a
girl]. Then she opened the tight lips and with the flashlight that she always
kept by the side of the bed, peered inside.
   There inside Allan's "vagina?" she found an intact hymen. Allan was not
only a girl, but very much a virgin.
   The rest of the body was perfectly proportioned for a post pubescent
teenager, and one with good muscle tone and healthy skin.
   Allan now complained of a need to urinate, and Helen helped him up and
accompanied him to the adjacent bathroom, where she had to teach him the finer
art of female toiletry. Allan had to sit down and to release the stream of
urine, he only had to relax. Soon it all came gushing out. The feeling was
very similar, but it came from a slightly different area of his body.
   After finishing, Helen taught him to wipe from front to back in order to
avoid any possible infections.
   As he got up, he saw himself in the mirror for the fist time, and almost
passed out. There, staring back, was the face and nude body of a very pretty
teenager with beautiful red hair and the skin was full of very light freckles.
The girl was the perfect picture of his male sexual fantasies, only, the girl
was himself.
   (To be continued)

From: Edwin Gay <gaye@delphi.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: TG: "Magic in the Air 3/5"
Date: Sat, 7 Jan 95 21:55:40 -0500

 
Magic in the Air Pt 3 - by Alice Wonder
 
   The mirror did not lie. This was a very pretty girl and this girl was him.
   Allan took stock of the image before him. The face was his, but somehow it
had completely changed. It definitely belonged to a girl of about 15.
   She had perfect shoulder length hair of a rich auburn color.
   She had cute freckles on her very fair complexion, and they reached down
into the rest of her body.
   Speaking of her body, she had very pretty pert breasts, tipped with soft
pink tips which were almost constantly hard. The breasts were not large at
all, but their pretty shpe made them stand out.
   Her torso was also fair complected and not an ounce of fat showed.
   Her hips were starting to widen, but were not overly large. The contour,
however was quite feminine.
   At the juncture of her thighs, she noticed a very light coating of short,
thin auburn hair that matched that of her head, and thru the hair could be
discerned a slit.
   This can't be, Allan thought, there should be a healthy shaft instead of
the slit, and the breasts should not be there, and the hair shouldn't be that
long, and...
   Helen could see the look of pain cross over this lovely creature standing
in front of the mirror. So she took her by the hand and led her back to the
bedroom and heped her lie down in bed and covered her with the sheet up to her
chin.
   Helen had always been a take-charge person, and it was obvious that this
situation called for her to do so now.
   Allan, she said, it is evident that something has happened to you that has
caused these changes, but before we can find out what happened and how to get
you back, we are going to have to deal with the problem at hand.
   We are fortunate in that we have the on week vacation and the option to
extend it by another  two weeks. I suggest we do that now, I will call both
our offices and make the arrangements.
   Meanwhile, we are together in our own place and we can make do with what we
have.
   I can see that you are about my size in most places, so we will be able to
share my wardrobe.
   Allan had passively accepted his wife taking control of the situation and
making all the suggestions, but at the mention of dressing in her clothes, he
spoke up in that new soprano voice and cried out that he was a man and would
not be dressed in women's clothing. At this, Hellen reached out and stroked
his head and let her hand go down to the small breasts, and cupping one told
him that he really did not have much of an option.
   Allan fell back on the bed and accepted his wife's reasoning.
   What she suggested was thatAllan go back to sleep (and she produced a
sleeping pill) while she made all the phone calls needed and tried to get some
medical information about the changes. Then later on in the morning,she would
teach Allan how to dress and put on make up so that they could go out to the
neighboring town and find some more new clothes, especilly new bras, since his
breasts were a bit smaller than hers and might need a different size.
   Allan took the pill and fell back to bed and fell asleep almost
immediately.
   Helen looked down at her husband who was now a beautiful girl and smiled,
the girl slept peacefully.
   She then went to the bed and uncovered the girl and gazed down at all the
changes. Then took the nightgown which she had used the night before and
gently placed it on this intrguing creature. After covering her again, she
left the room to begin her phone calling.
   (To be continued)

From: Edwin Gay <gaye@delphi.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: TG: "Magic in the Air 4/5"
Date: Sat, 7 Jan 95 21:56:16 -0500

 
Magic in the air Pt 4 by Alice Wonder
 
   The first places she called were their respective offices and made
arrangements to extend their vacations to one month. She hoped that would be
enough time to set into motion the vague plan she was hatching.
   Then she called a friend of hers at the endocrinology department of the
major hospital and related the experiences they were having, after swearing
her to secrecy with the offer to allow her to visit the next day to "see for
herself", she asked her to try to come up with some explanation or parallel
from the doctors' great library.
   As she was finishing this call, she noticed the morning paper she had
picked up earlier, and her eyes were drawn to a short notice in the back page
of the front section. The two inch article had a small headline that said
"Chemical Cloud Released".
   Remembering the cloud they had flown through the day before, Helen started
reading: "Gentech Chemicals announced today that a small cloud of chemicals
had inadvertently been released into the atmosphere, but that it posed no
threat to the general population. The cloud contained a new genetic material
that the company was testing on monkeys.
   The cloud poses no threat to the public on the ground, since it is lighter
than air and will naturally rise and dissipate once it reaches the atmosphere.
   Gentech is a company that researches genetic changes to the body."
   As soon as she read this, a bulb went off in her  head, so she looked up
the address of Gentech and reached for the flight chart Allan had used the
previous day.
   Sure enough, Gentech was located in Middlebury and their route of flight
the previous day had taken them right over Middlebury.
   She then called Gentech and demanded to the guard to be connected with the
man in charge.
   Dr. Byrne had a very soothing voice and he listened with obvious concern to
the tale related by Helen. When she finished the explanation and her
suspicions, he asked her for the exact time that they had flown over Gentech.
   When she told him, he said that it was very probable that the cloud they
had flown through had been the chemical cloud that they had released. Then he
asked her if it was possible for them to come to the lab the next day, sunday,
where he would meet them, or if she thought they could wait until monday, then
they would expect them and he would have their complete team flown in. So the
arrangemens were made for Monday at 9AM.
   Once all was taken care of, she came back to the bedroom, and after taking
off her jeans and shirt, she fell into bed with this strange creature who was
her husband.
   As she assumed a very comfortable position which they used for sleeping,
she snuggled up to the back of Allan and pressed her body into his. Then
reaching with her arm into his chest, she cupped the small breast. This sent
small tremors through her body, and her own pussy started to respond by
producing great amounts of lubrication. She fell fast asleep in that position.
   About an hour later, they both began to stir at the same time. Allan turned
over and fell snuggly into his wife's embrace. It was then that he remembered
what had been happening and could feel through the nightgown as both sets of
breasts pressed against each other.
   Kissing passionately, Helen stroked Allan's head and laid him down on his
back and started to run a very knowing finger up and down the moist slit
between Allan's legs, when she reached the small nub at the juncture of the
lips, Allan cried out in pleasure at what his wife's knowing finger was doing.
After several explosions, Allan was exhausted and Helen smiled and enjoyed
what had just happened. Allan then turned on his side and proceeded to pay in
kind what Helen had done.
   What a strange situation, he thought, here I am, in the body of a young
girl and am not missing the essential equipment which is not where it should
be. Moreover,  have experienced something great.
   Helen, by this time had gone through her own orgasms, and they now both
held each other with intertwined arms and legs and kissed each other oblivious
to the differences.
   When they decided to finally get up, Helen put on her red swimming suit
which always excited Allan when she wore it. Now was no exception, and Allan
said so, but then she reached into the drawer and pulled another suit, this
one black, and two pieces, then Helen helped Allan put it on and both went
down into the secluded spring fed pond that was part of their property.
   As they swam a litte to get the circulation going in the cold water, Helen
expressed what she had found out in the morning.
   After the explanations and discussion of the possibilities, Helen suggested
getting something to eat and going out afterward to the nearby mall.
   (To be continued)

From: Edwin Gay <gaye@delphi.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: TG: "Magic in the Air 5/5"
Date: Sat, 7 Jan 95 21:56:49 -0500

 
Magic in the Air Pt 5 by Alice Wonder
 
   As the two of them started to change for lunch and the trip to the mall,
Allan told Helen of his feelings and emotions at what had happened.
   Helen, I don't know how to describe it, he said, but instead of being very
angry and upset at this turn of events, I feel a certain calm that  I find
strange. I cannot be happy with whathas happened to me, but at the same time,
I am kind of enjoying it. Especially what we did to each other this morning.
Do you think it was wrong? he asked.
   And Helen took him by the shoulders an gave him an embrace that left no
doubt as to the meaning.
   Both of them had their swim suits almost off, and they stoo there holding
each other while their breasts mashed together.
   All at once, Helen said, lets take a warm shower to prepare for our outing.
   So they entered the shower and began the ritual of soaping each other.
   Helen then said, you know, Allan is a name that doesn't fit you aanymore,
we have to come up with something more appropriate for your new gender. Alice
sounds very nice, what do you think. Allan agreed and from that moment on,
Allan became Alice.
   After they were through with their shower, Helen took alice back to the
bedroom and began selecting two wardrobes from her selection of summer clothes
that she always kept at the cottage. First she selected two pairs of bikini
panties, one pink and the other one yellow, she handed the pink one to Alice
and put on the yellow one herself. Alice watched as her wife put on hr panties
and followed suit. She marvelled at the ease with which the whispy fabric
molded to her entire anatomy. Even 'down there' where there was a definite
flat spot where once had been a definite rod.

