



Program  Change

                                                          by  Alice  Wonder



Allan had been working very hard at his office that day and was about
to close up shop, turn off the computer and head for home to another
Frozen Dinner and some time in front of the TV when a plain diskette
mailer caught his view.

Allan lived alone since his divorce had become final.  He wasn't
interested in any other relationships since the breakup with his wife.
He had always been a loner and that was one of the causes for the
eventual alienation.  His wife liked to have a social life and he would
just as soon stay at home and watch tv or "play" (as she called it)
with his computer.

That, and the other thing which his wife had at first been tolerant of,
but had eventually used against him.  His hobby, or his passion.  She
had even cooperated by buying him some clothes at the beginning.  But
then, no more.

He took the diskette mailer and noticed it was addressed to him but had
no return address.  And it had been delivered with the afternoon mail.
The only clue was that it had a postal cancellation stamp of Chicago,
IL. He did not, however know anybody in Chicago, or the midwest even.

Ah, well, he thought and absent mindedly threw it in his briefcase and
headed for home.

After he had eaten his rubber chicken dinner, he decided to head for
his computer and do some clean up of files, but when he opened his
briefcase, he saw the unopened diskette mailer and picked it up and
opened.

Inside it there was a 3.25 disk without a label and nothing more.  With
his curiosity peaked, he placed the disk in the drive and typed a:  dir
but all he got back was ch85564.exe.  Now he was really curious and
without any further preliminaries, he typed ch85564 [enter].

His screen suddenly exploded into innumerable colors and eventually a
title appeared.  "Woman of your Dreams" it said and then a plain menu
appeared.



               1.  Help  2.  Design 3.  Dream  4.  Action



With his curiosity peaked, he typed 1 [enter] and was met by a terse
statement "Follow functions in order".  Then, back to the menu.

Well, he thought, OK, so he typed 2 [enter] and after a few moments, the
screen came alive and a new title came on.  "Design the Woman of your
Dreams" and following that there was another menu which could have been
taken from an Anatomy text book.  It described certain parts of the
human body and at the end it read:  "All parts have to be designed by
you or else the program will not work."

Now he was hooked, appprently the menu took the parts from the head
down.  As a matter of fact, item 1 read "hair", so he decided to go
item by item as the help item had suggested.

He pressed 1 [enter] and found another menu with three items:  1.Color
2.Length 3.Shape.  He pressed 1 and was met by a color sample screen.
He hunted for his favorite Red Hair (more like a strawberry blonde) and
pressed enter, then he called for length and pushed short then went to
shape and pressed curly.  A view of a featureless face framed with hair
that was up to his standards and a message asking if there were any
changes.  He pressed N then [enter] and the Anatomy menu came back, only
this time, hair had been grayed out.

The next item called for "skin".  He pressed that and found himself
with several choices, he looked and selected 'very fair (milky)' then
he selected 'freckles (few)'.  Then a picture of the same shapeless
face, only this time, the face skin had taken a beautiful light hue and
was adorned with a few widely spaced freckles.

By now he was mesmerized and started to view in his mind what he really
wanted this picture of a girl to look like.  Just like the girl he had
always dreamed of.

Little by little, he chose features according to his ideal and little
by littlle, the girl on the screen started to take on the features and
appearance.  What an incredibly clever game, he thought.  I wonder who
sent it to me?

When the question of "bust" came up, he chooe 'small (pointy)'.  For
"figure" he chose 'slight'.

As he made his way down the menus, he got more enthusiastic and when he
was finished, there was the picture of his ideal girl on the screen
with the caption "Any more changes?".  After making a few minor
corrections to the picture he pressed enter and the original menu came
on with "Design" grayed out.

Only two more choices were left:  "Dream" and "Action".

When he pressed his next choice of "Dream" The screen appeared to take
a life of its own and he felt drawn into it.  What a strange feeling!
He felt as if every little secret area of his brain was beeng laid
bare, but he did not feel at all uncomfortable, just relaxed.

After a few moments of this, the screen went back to normal and the
menu item "Dream" appeared grayed out.

Well, all he had left was "Action", so without any more preamble, he
pushed it and.  Nothing happened.  Just a blank screen.  What a gyp!
he thought, after all this time spent on this, he expected the girl on
the screen to at least appear to come alive.  But, nothing.  As a
matter of fact, his computer was locked up.

He tried re-booting, but, the computer was dead.  When he looked at the
clock, he noticed it was past midnight, so, he decided he would try to
revive the computer tomorrow (saturday).  So he went to bed.



The next morning, Allan woke up early with pains all over his body and
a dry feeling in his mouth, as if it was full of sand.

He could hear from the next room, some noises coming from his computer,
so he decided to get up even though he felt so bad and to see what was
going on with the computer which had appeared so dead the night before

The computer was running and apparently the same software he had on the
night before was on, because some psychedelic forms were being shown on
the screen with some strange background music.

When he got closer to investigate, a very sultry voice came on and the
face he had created the night before showed on the screen.  The voice
sounded very sexy and feminine.  The face looked more like a picture
from TV than a computer graphic.  The girl looked very real.

"Good morning" she said "I am the girl of your dreams.  Remember how
you created me last night?  Remember when the Dream sequence came on?
Well, your computer has analyzed your thoughts and your desires and put
them together."

"You have been implanted with a new technological breakthrough, Through
the radio waves emited by your computer and received by you through the
visuul media, your complete DNA has been altered and very soon the
'Girl of your Dreams', ...me, will come alive inside of you.  Little by
little, your physical appearance as well as your mental abilities will
start to change to accomodate 'The Girl of your Dreams' ...you."

"When your computer analyzed you during the dream sequence, it noted
your innermost secret and since it was within its potential, has
decided to do for you that which you have been dreaming about but
thought you could do nothing about".

"As the day wears on, you will notice changes, some subtle, some not so
subtle, but you will eventually look, sound and feel exactly like I
look, like your ideal of a girl."

With that, the image disappeared from the screen and the computer
returned to the C:> prompt.

When he tried to access the diskettte on the A: drive, he got "Error,
disk not formatted:  Abort, Retry, Fail?.

Now he really panicked.  What is all this?  What could have happened?
And as he was thinking about this, the first wave of pain racked him,
he started sweating profusely and fell on the floor doubled up by the
pain.

When it subsided, he thought to himself, Wow, what a flu!  first I
start to imagine things and then these pains.  Then he went to the
bathroom so he could go back to bed and sleep this flu off.

When he got to the bathroom, he noticed that his penis was smaller than
usual, but attributed it to the flu.  As soon as he finished, He went
back to bed and tried to sleep, but the message from the computer kept
coming back to him.

His ex wife was the only other person in the world who knew of his
secret, but somehow, it appeared that someone else had found out and
was using it as a joke on him.  He knew his wife would not have told
anyone, because she was very caring and even though she had broken the
marriage off, he knew she still loved him and would not have hurt him.
But, how did whoever had programmed the software known of his secret
desires?

It was among these strange thoughts that he finally fell asleep again.

The light from the windows showed that it was late in the afternoon
when Allan opened his eyes again.  He knew he had to get up to go to
the bathroom, and he felt better than in the morning, but somehow he
did not want to break the last wisps of sleep.

Finally, he decided his bladder had finally won the battle and got up.
Only, he felt very strange, and things looked a bit different.  When he
got to the bathroom and stood in front of the toilet and reached inside
his pajama shorts for his penis, he was shocked.  Nothing there!

He then reached more in earnest and could feel the definite moist slit
that he was dreading.

He then looked in the full length mirror and the reflection shocked
him.  There, staring back was the girl he had created in the computer
the night before the 'Girl of his Dreams'.  Only, now he was SHE!

He stood in shock, looking at the beautiful sight.  He then unbuttoned
his night shirt and took it off together with his short pajama pants
and there in all her glory stood the girl.

Her hair was reddish blonde, her skin milky white, almost transparent
with light freckles spaced thru her body.  Her face was beautiful with
all the features he had dreamed about.  Looking a little lower, he
noticed small, but very pointy and well defined breasts, he noticed
that there were some freckles surrounding the small pink areolas, and
the nipples were very hard.

Looking even lower, he noticed that there was very little hair between
the legs, and what there was, was silky and very light reddish blonde
and the moist slit could be easily seen through the short hairs.

The body was perfection, how could it not be, since he had created her
in his mind.  He was now much shorter than before and definitely much
thinner, but all was in proportion and every thing looked right.

But much more pressing matters asserted themselves, like the bladder
that needed release.  He figured that he would now have to sit like he
had seen his wife do so many times in the past.  Afterwards, he wiped
the moisture from front to back like he had seen her do.

After finishing he thought to himself, what now?  He looked at the
clock and it read 4:00PM, so he decided to call his ex wife on the
phone and ask her for her advise.

When she picked up the phone, he blabbed the whole story without
stopping.  By the time he finished, he was crying.  He could not
remember the last time he had cried.

His ex wife told him to relax, and she would be right over.

About 20 minutes later, she knocked on the door and he peeked out the
viewer, when he was satisfied that it was her, he opened the door and
let her in.

The first thing he noticed was that she was not shocked, and was
actually smiling.  He had covered himself with an old robe of his that
was now way too large on his new frame.

She came over and embraced him, only now it was her who was doing the
embracing and he that was doing the looking up.

They then sat down and she started explaining things to him.



When they had broken up, she was at a loss on how to cope with the
inner feelings of his and that had been the biggest contributing factor
to the break up.

Since the divorce, she had been doing a lot of soul searching and
studying and was at a point where she could finally understand and
accept his differences.

Then she had gone to a seminar in Chicago and had been told about this
special software that could alter someone's DNA and help them look and
feel like they thought.  So she had gone and invested a great deal of
the settlement on the sale of the house to buy it for him, because,
since she still loved him and always would, she wanted to make him
happy.

Now, she asked him to stand up and to take off the robe so she could
see the full impact of the new person.  As he did, she came over and
gently helped him.  When he was completeey nude in front of her, she
came and inspected him closely.  She told him that she often suspected
that he fantasized with breasts smaller than hers, but that she never
thought he wanted them so small.  Even though they fit his new frame
perfectly.

She also told him about her knowing how he was partial to red heads,
and that she suspected he might want to look like this.

Then she surprised him by embracing him and touching his new breasts.
He was also surprised at how sensitive and good her ministrations felt.
At this point, he felt turned on for the first time in his new body.
It seemed that she knew exactly what to touch and how to touch it.
Very soon she had him in his bedroom, lying on his bed with her on top
directing the proceeding.

She would not allow him to do anything, telling him that this first
time he should just receive the impact of feelings without having to
worry about anything else.  It was like this that his wife brought him
to the joy and release of his first female orgasm - only it wasn't just
one, he seemed able to go and go and go without stopping, something he
could never have done before.

Afterwards, as he lay there exhausted, she covered him with a sheet and
stayed close to him, holding close to her.

After he had rested a bit, she asked him to stand up and brought a
measuring tape and a pad and pencil out and started taking measurements
that he was not at all sure what they were for.  She then told him she
would go to the local KMart which was the only store open on a saturday
night and she would buy him some things to tide him over until they
could go out and shop correctly.

She then left and told him she would be back in about one hour.

Exactly one hour later, he opened the door to her once again, only this
time she was loaded with packages.  When he took some packages from her
arms, he noticed that his strength had pretty much left him, so he had
to put a couple of the bags down and come back for them later.

After all the bags were in the bedroom, his wife asked him to take the
robe off, she then handed him a pair of pink panties with lace on the
legs and told him to put them on.  They were a perfect fit.  He rubbed
his hands down his buttocks and around the front, and was amazed at how
flat the front felt.

Then she came with a pretty bra in pink with lace around the top of the
cups (they were half cup) and she told him that he was now a size 34B
and that these should fit well.  She then helped him with the straps
and adjusted them until it felt very comfortable.

There he stood in pink panties and bra and she told him that from now
on they would have to find him a new name, because Allan would not fit
the way he now looked.  As a matter of fact, he was no longer to be
called he, but she.  And the name she came up with was Allie and Allie
liked it and accepted it.

Then Helen, her ex wife, handed her a pair of panty hose and helped her
to put it on.  Next came a very loose fitting blouse and a skirt, then
Helen asked Allie to sit quietly at one of the kitchen chairs while she
experimented with make up.

And she set up a stand up mirror on the kitchen table and instructed
Allie on how to apply mascara and lipstick and blush.  The result was a
very pretty girl.  Helen told Allie that since she was so fair
complected, she would not need too much make up, as a matter of fact,
fair complected girls usually had trouble with their skins if they put
on too much.

When they were done, Helen handed Allie a small purse and said, OK
let's go out to dinner, it will be my treat, and we will talk about
making arrangements more suitable for the new you.



As the two women got ready to go out to dinner, Allie felt that she had
finally become the person she had dreamed of being all her life, but
felt also that things were going a bit too fast and that she was losing
all control of the situation.

Helen, on the other hand, found a new awareness growing on the inside
and she was not certain of where it would lead.  She was certain of one
thing, though, she loved her (husband?)  and even more now than ever
before.  Could this be some latent feeling inside her?  She was sure of
one thing, she was not going to abandon this lovely creature that she
had helped to take shape.

Before they left, Allie found herself having to make a stop in the
bathroom, it seemed that the new her had much less tolerance to liquids
and she found that she had to go more often but with lesser quantities.

As she drove, Helen looked at Allie sitting in the passenger seat
looking so scared and vulnerable, yet so pretty.  She took Allie's hand
in hers and smiled a reasuring smile as if saying 'It'll be OK'.

When they got to the small out of the way restaurant, the two girls
were ushered to a table near the back as Helen had requested affording
them the privacy needed for the conversations to take place.

After ordering, Helen told Allie that she loved her more now than at
any time during their marriage.  She also told her that since the
divorce, she had received the Vice Presidency that she had been
expecting, and with it had come a large salary and bonus, in fact,
Helen was now a wealthy person.

Coupling that with what had just happened, and with the fact that Allan
had pretty much been self employable with his computer prograaming
abilities, meant that Allan could easily quit his job (of course, that
was evident), then Allie could move in with Helen and continue to work,
if she wished, free lancing with her programming skills.  Since no one
knew Allie (or Allan for that matter) at the Town House community where
Helen had bought her new home, Allie's presence in the household could
be easily explained as a sister who had just moved in with her older
sister.  That way they could be together all the time.

Allan's apartment would be turned in, the lease cancelled with a letter
that Helen would write about a relocation.  Allan's clothing would be
given to charity and the furniture would be moved to the Town House
where there was plenty of space.

With her life a little bit more in order Allie felt better, Helen was
her most precious friend and had been always, even after the divorce,
she felt that she needed to be close to her and now she knew she needed
her more than ever.

So many confusing feelings, so much was happening so fast.  Yesterday
she had been a man, today she was a fragile girl.  Speaking of which,
she knew she had to use the facilities again.  Helen laughed at her
predicament and reassured her that she would be able to judge a little
better as time went on as to when she had to go.

So Allie walked into the heretofore mysterious world of the Ladies Room
for the first time.  She found it a little better than the normal Men's
Room's utilitarian look.  There was a couch in a corner and there were
three stalls, all with doors, and of course no urinals, she realized
that she would be unable to use one from now on.  So she went into one
of the stalls and sat down as was her fate from now on.  She also
resolved to take better stock of her looks as soon as she returned
home.

When she came out, Helen was waiting and so was the food.  They ate in
silence but would look at each other with knowing smiles.  And as soon
as they were finished, they left for Helen's Town Home and to the start
of their new adventures...


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