Altered Fates: 3rd Strike And Your Out free porn video

Following my debut story last week (Lord's Prayer), along with the feedback I've received (thanks Eric Bloodstone, Jennifer Adams, Mindy Rich and all the others) I have gotten the bug ! This is a spin-off story from Lord's Prayer which, I hope, wraps up this episode. If found that, although this started out at an even pace, it turned fairly dark about half way through as the story took on a life of it's own and reflected the mood I was in at the time. Hope that some still enjoy this and, as before, I would appreciate any feedback from those who have the time and inclination. 3'rd Strike and You're Out Paul1954 The is a spin-off story from the recent Lord's Prayer and concludes the whole episode. for further details read the above. Part 1 ... Booty "Jeez ... will you look at this" said Bruno to himself as he examined the contents of the jewellery case he had just stolen from that rich looking women at the airport. Bruno was one of life's failures. He was 43 years old with a failed marriage, no job and a 35 year old girlfriend, Carol, who worked as a waitress in a down-town bar. Before he had seen the rich broad walking along, like an advert with neon lights shouting "MUG ME", he had been desperate, no money, no prospects and a girlfriend who was desperate for a baby - her biological clock had virtually run out. Here was an opportunity that he just couldn't pass up. Too bad he had to shoot her but she just had to keep screaming and when she started chasing him he had to shut her up somehow. He hadn't meant to kill her but, well what the hell, anyone who goes walking around LA with valuables on display is just asking for trouble. He had already had two spells in jail, the last for aggravated robbery, and couldn't afford to be caught and put down again. The last judge to sentence him had reminded him of the three strikes rule and the next time he was convicted for a violent crime then he would be spending a long spell inside - at least 50 years which would truly mean life for him. This had all passed though his mind as he saw this crazy woman chasing him - if he was caught it was curtains and he now had nothing to lose - he had to stop her. Forgetting all about her he took out the contents and laid them flat on his table to examine them. "A diamond necklace, three gold bracelets, assorted earrings, a sapphire ring and some crummy looking necklace" he said as he took in this inventory .There looked to be about $500k worth of stuff here - he had really hit the jackpot this time ! He was just scooping up these valuables to put them somewhere safe when Carol walked in. "Hi hon" she said throwing her handbag in the corner. She was just about to collapse and put her aching feet up when she caught sight of the valuables on the table. "Christ Bruno - what the hell have you got there ?" "What does it look like stupid - I raided some Magpie's nest and found these. Must have been some clever birdy eh !" he laughed as he put the valuables back in the case. "Don't you talk to me like I'm some stupid bimbo - I don't deserve to put up with your crap when I'm the only one bringing home any bacon" Carol shouted angrily. "Here, let me take a look at these" she said grabbing for the jewellery box. "Get out, these are the results of my own hard graft - not yours, and one piece of hard work from me will keep us in luxury for years" he said as he pulled the box away. "Where on earth did you get them - oh Bruno you didn't steal again did you?" she whined sounding, strangely enough, just like some stupid bimbo. Even to her uncultured eye she realised she was looking at a fortune. She immediately flipped from outrighteous indignation to realising that Bruno could no longer claim that they couldn't afford a child, this had been a running sore between them - her maternal instincts kicked in blinding her to any wrong Bruno might have done in acquiring this fortune. "Hey hon - if all this loot is yours, how's about trying for a baby right now" she whined in a little girly voice as she removed her dress leaving herself in just a cheap black panty and bra combination. She walked over and started to unbuckle the belt from his trousers and opened his fly grabbing hold of his less than rigid member and squeezing him gently in an attempt to arouse him. God, the last thing he needed now was this stupid bitch to produce some kid! He had never had the amount of money his haul might bring before and he wanted to have some fun - enjoy himself a little - what is it with women anyway ? He simply could not understand this constant need to want a baby. Carol had always hankered after a daughter but his plans did not figure on having some stupid bimbo to be tying him down right now. He grabbed Carol and pushed her onto her knees. "Hey baby, how's about you warming me up a little first". He took his growing penis and fed it to her mouth. God, this was so erotic - seeing those red lips circling the head of his penis and that tongue now licking along the length of his shaft. This wasn't such a hardship for Carol, she always enjoyed sucking cock and thought she could get him nicely in the mood and lose his control enough so that he wouldn't think about taking any precautions before screwing her. She guided him slowly over to the couch and he fell backwards with his cock still between her lips. It hadn't seemed like 30 seconds before he exploded in her mouth catching her completely by surprise and not giving her any time to get him onto the main course. She was furious. "You ... you bastard" she screamed. "How dare you treat me like some two bit whore - you know how much I want a baby - I just don't know why I stay with you when all you want from me is a regular meal, clean clothes and sex on demand". "Hey, hey now - chill out a little, calm down" he said calmly trying to mollify her a little. Maybe he had gone a little too far and humiliated her. He hadn't really meant to but the adrenaline of the days events and the site of seeing her standing there half naked and fondling his crotch had made him lose any finer feelings he still possessed. He did care for her though and, still not realising that he could now afford any sort of bimbo he wanted, walked over to the jewellery box and , rooting around a little, found the strange looking necklace. Figuring that this was the least valuable item in this collection he tossed it over to her. "Hey babe, I'm sorry - it's just that you are so beautiful that I just couldn't hold myself back" he lied less than convincingly. "You can have this as a token of my feelings for you". She caught the necklace and looked at it suspiciously, it was not like Bruno to give valuables away without damn good reason. She had never seen jewellery like this before and could plainly see that this was not made of silver or gold and it certainly held no diamonds in it. There was an attractive angel like figure on a medallion in the centre of the piece but there was no way that this curio was gonna be worth much. In a sudden flash of clarity she realised that she had about as much chance of having this baby with him, before her body timed out, as she had of becoming the next queen of Sheba. She felt a gnawing emptiness as she considered her future and what to do next. This bum must have stolen these jewels from somewhere and the odds were that he had done so violently. This was the one hold that she may have over him. "Look here Bruno, I ain't as stupid as you think I am" she said calmly. "I know you don't want no damn baby from me and I know that when you cash your chips in with your stolen goods that you'll be looking for some newer model to keep your bed warm for you". This was said totally without bitterness which was beginning to spook Bruno a little. "The thing is this" she continued. "I can go tell the cops about your little collection here and I'll bet that they connect it to some felony that took place. If they do then you know what'll happen to you - you'll go down for the big one and never see the light of day outside of prison walls again. You know what I want from you and it ain't no crummy necklace. If you give me a baby then I'll get out of your life if that's what you want - there'll be no ties or claims on you - you will owe me nothing". While she went through her ultimatum Bruno sat quietly and just poured himself a bourbon. He took a long cool sip and laughed quietly. "And what makes you think I'll just let you walk out of here either now or in the future - I don't hold to no threats - you were nothing before I took you in". "I'm nothing now you bastard" she spat with venom. "There ain't nothing you can do to me - we're an item, everyone knows us from the probation officer to the video club. If anything happens to me you will be straight in the frame with your history - are you going to risk that ?" she hissed as she turned on her heels and went to their room. She threw her self on the bed and sobbed in frustration. What was she doing wasting her life with him. How she craved for a baby to comfort and love. "Damn women - you think you've got me by the balls don't you - we'll soon see about that" Bruno yelled as he stormed out of the apartment to the liquor store down the block. He really needed to wipe these crappy women's mind games out of his head and he couldn't think of a better way of doing so than to get a large bottle of Jack Daniel's and see how much damage he could do to it. Part 2 ... Role Reversal Carol calmed down a little as she took a closer look at the necklace and, putting it over her head, walked to the mirror to examine it. "Hey, it don't look so bad" she thought and went to their wardrobe to see if it went with that new green dress she had. She reached out to take the dress so that she could try it on and, as she reached out, she knocked an awful red and yellow striped tie from the tie hanger. It was the one that Bruno had borrowed from that good looking friend of his, Dan, for the last time he had been interviewed by the probation officer. The tie fell across her chest and brushed against the medallion which caused a tingling sensation around her chest. This tingling quickly turned to a more substantial tightening feeling as she felt her bra start to dig into her expanding pectorals. She quickly removed her bra just in time to see her breasts flattening to a degree she hadn't seen since puberty. This was in no way comparable to her pre-pubescent youth however as she felt her shoulders broadening and a feeling of undefined strength growing within her upper body. She was much too shocked to take in all that was happening to her and only for a moment thought to herself "Jeez, I look like some kind of freak !" as her hips and legs remained both wide and smooth. No sooner had she thought this than the tingling continued down to the rest of her body leaving in its wake a wider waistline and seemingly narrower hips, although this was just an illusion as a consequence of her changed waist, and powerful hairy legs. The biggest change, however, was the sight of a penis growing between her legs and the feeling of large testicles dangling just beneath them. Her, his now, legs wobbled as the shock caught up with them and he walked unsteadily to the bed. Taking a deep breath to calm himself he stood again and walked over to the full length mirror on the back of the wardrobe door. One look at himself was followed by a sharp intake of breath as he said "Dan ... Dan - I just don't believe this !" in a smooth and deep voice. "What on earth has happened to me, what is Bruno going to think" he said as he realised he had nothing else on but the black panties. He looked absolutely ridiculous and quickly removed them before walking, stark naked, into the living room. The feeling of strength and vitality he now had was intoxicating and was a direct contrast to the weariness she had felt after a day spent waiting at tables in that crummy bar followed by giving that creep an unwanted blow-job. Carol could never have imagined what it might feel like to have a large penis and a heavy pair of balls swinging unencumbered and stretched his body glorying in the tension and power of these new muscles. He decided that he liked the feel of his testicles as he bent over squeezing them and enjoying these new sensations, he also enjoyed the effect this had on his penis as it engorged and swelled in response to these explorations. He didn't notice the front door opening or Bruno walking in as he continued the rubbing and stroking of his new parts. "What the ..." stammered Bruno as he walked in his apartment to see his best friend seemingly masturbating in his own home. "Jeez ... I have only been gone twemty minutes and this happens. If that women has been playing around behind my back ... " he thought to himself as he saw Dan looking up at him without any sense of shame". "Bruno hon" exclaimed Carol looking up as she heard Bruno's exclamations. He saw Bruno's look of astonishment and started giggling. Bruno could just not believe his eyes - his best friend, he had known him for thirty years now and had had Dan's support even during his spells in prison, was standing in his own front room. More to the point he was standing there naked, masturbating, wearing the necklace that he had given Carol only half an hour earlier, and worse of all, giggling like some stupid girl. Jeez - he was even talking like some girl - he had NEVER called him 'hon' before ! "Dan - I really hope you have a damn good explanation for this - if you have been screwing my girl then you are going to suffer, and you are going to suffer something real bad". All thoughts of money, babies and his future vanished in a haze of red mist as his anger grew. All these threats merely made Carol giggle more. "Bruce hon, just chill out will you - pour yourself a drink, Oh yeah - I'll have one too while you're at it, this is me - Carol ! Something strange has happened", she said as she sat down and looked for something to cover himself with. The only thing available was her discarded uniform and this looked ridiculous as he draped this across the middle of her now male body. Bruno did exactly as 'Dan' had told him and poured himself a large glass of Jack Daniel's and did the same again for his friend. As Dan raised his glass to drink Bruno said "look, I dunno what stroke you're trying to pull here but I wanna know what's going on here and I ain't exactly in a patient mood right now". "This is no stroke Bruno - I am what I said I am - I am Carol. After our row I went into our bedroom and ended up trying to see if my green dress would go well with this necklace you gave me. Dan's tie fell on me and the next thing I knew I started changing into him. Hey this is fun but I hope I can get back to how I was - Dan's gorgeous but I would rather look at him than be him" she said. "Bullshit" Bruno said. "If you want me to believe this crap then you will have to change back right now or you can get your ass right outta here". "I think it must have been the tie that did this. I haven't had chance to take this any further yet but if I put something of mine against this necklace maybe I can be me again". Carol picked up her discarded dress and held this against the necklace but nothing happened. "I .. I don't understand this - Jeez I hope I can get back to me". "Gimme that here" Bruno said as he pulled the necklace from 'Dan' and put it around his neck. "If you expect me to believe this crap then you've something wrong upstairs" he spat getting angrier and angrier". "I dunno" Carol said, "maybe it only works once" and threw the dress at Bruno. He caught the dress easily but made a big mistake - he caught it against his chest as he shouted "Carol, get your ass outta that room - your lover boy here is just about to go". As he said this he felt the strangest feeling spreading from his chest down. He staggered as he felt his hair growing, his chest getting tender and a strange shrinking feeling overtaking him. Carol looked at him with amusement. He could see Bruno's features beginning to get softer and more familiar. He was starting to grow a full pair of breasts now and was writhing on the floor in apparent agony as his hips and torso was re-arranging itself into a very feminine configuration. "Oh Bruno, Bruno , or should I call you Carol now ?" Carol said to the fully formed female lying on the floor in front of him. "I think that maybe you just might believe me now - or is your stubborn male mind - oops sorry, former male mind, too stupid to believe the evidence of it's own eyes !". "Carol ... Dan ... " the female said in a high soprano voice, "what has happened to me - I'm just some stupid bimbo !" she said in shock at what changes had been wrought upon her. "Hey stupid, you're only stupid if you think you are - and hey anyway - who the hell do you think you're calling stupid or a bimbo! " Carol said angrily still feeling a close sense of affinity with whom he had been up till less than an hour ago. "I'm so damn sick of your patronising ways - still, you're in no position to be 'patronising' to anyone now are you ?". "Jeez", thought the former Bruno, "I want to hit someone - that's how I've always coped in the past. If I try to do this to the guy in front of me now I'll get slaughtered, I don't think I've ever felt so helpless" he thought as he felt unfamiliar tears starting to form in his eyes. "Hey come on" Carol said walking over to comfort 'Carol'. He put his arms around her and the natural female aroma emanating from her body triggered a feeling of protection and arousal within him. There was still enough of 'Carol' within him to stop him pursuing his amorous inclinations however. He lifted the distraught Bruno up in his strong muscular arms and took her into the bedroom. With great gentleness he lay her down on the bed and, removing the masculine and oversized clothes, tucked her under the bedclothes. "There there hon ... don't upset yourself any. I'm sure that we can get things sorted between us somehow. Let's see what tomorrow brings before we do anything - get some sleep now, we can try and find out what caused this tomorrow and see if there's any way of changing back" he said as he removed the necklace from Carol's neck - he had a pretty fair idea of how this happened. It must have something to do with this necklace - each time an item of clothing touched it the wearer changed into the owner of the item of clothing. "Hey this thing has potential" 'he' thought. He returned to the living room - he was buzzing and there was no way he wanted to go to sleep at this time. He dressed in some of Bruno's clothes and decided to take this body out on the town. He left the apartment and walked down the street with a new swagger to his gait. 'He' found himself enjoying this unfamiliar feeling of power and felt totally untouchable as he wandered down to the river bank. He was still Carol inside and didn't relish playing out the male clich?'s of going to a bar or a strip-joint - Jeez she had seen enough of these from the other side of the fence to last a lifetime. He really did love Bruno despite all his crap and was really concerned that his latest escapade would land him in jail for good. He was bound to get caught eventually, he always did and this time there would be no remission. He had to help them both somehow and give them both a new start. After walking around and having thought things through Carol decided to return to their apartment and try the necklace again - she didn't want to remain as Dan forever, although he was classically good looking she was still female and wanted to stay that way. Entering the apartment he checked on Bruno and, having seen 'she' was all right went back to try the necklace again. This time, after putting the necklace on again, he touched an old shirt to the medallion and waited for the change. Nothing happened ! After a moment of panic Carol thought that maybe it was worn out, two changes in one night might have exhausted it's powers. 'He' certainly hoped so, 'he' was stuck like this otherwise and, almost as an afterthought, realised that Bruno would now have to live as Carol. He laughed softly, partly as hysteria took over, as 'he' thought of Bruno having to wait on tables in that gingham mini-skirted uniform. "That would teach him to have such big ideas" 'he' thought to himself. 'He' decided that enough was enough and thought that 'he' could do with some sleep himself as the aftermath of the prolonged adrenaline surge left him. He stripped down to a pair of boxer shorts, "God, how I miss those smooth things I usually wear" he thought to himself as 'he' unconsciously scratched his balls. Carol crawled into bed and marvelled at the sleeping beauty next to him. Looking at 'his' old body he thought " hey, I ain't so bad. I could still show those young girls a trick or two" as 'he' draped his arm around his former body. 'Carol' stirred slightly as 'Dan' spooned up behind her. They both fell into a deep dreamless sleep. Part 3 ... A Typical Working Day 'Dan' woke first and was looking intently at 'Carol' as she stirred looking around herself in confusion. "Jeez - I just had the weirdest dream" Bruno said and held up short as he felt the stirrings of an unfamiliar weight and Carol's high voice coming out of 'her' mouth. "Oh God ... this weren't no dream was it" 'she said as she grabbed 'her' breasts and ran 'her' hands over them. "Hey - hand's off, you can stop feeling my tits right now !" yelled 'Dan' pulling 'Carol's' hands away. . "Come on, lets go see if we can sort out this mess" he said walking into the living room. "The way I see it, this here necklace will change anybody wearing it to the owner of any item of clothing that touches it. Dan's tie fell against me and I became him, you caught my dress and became me. I tried to change back last night but nothing happened. Maybe now we've had a nights break it's worth trying again" 'Dan' said and he started to put on the necklace. "Wait, wait - I want to go first" the new Carol said trying to snatch the necklace away from 'Dan'. "Not so fast" Dan gripped 'Carol's ' arm and easily stopped 'her' getting the necklace. "Hey", she thought - "being stronger can be a big advantage sometimes. Maybe I should let him 'enjoy' being Carol a little longer while I have some fun". "I'm going first bimbo" 'Dan' said to a shocked 'Carol' as he flung her across the room. 'He' remembered to loosen his clothing and then touched an old tee-shirt she had kept for fifteen years, it was one of her favourites. The change seemed to take longer this time but that was only due to the anticipation they both felt. 'Dan' soon started to melt away and the familiar features of Carol returned slowly, but surely. The changes happened in a similar sequence to last time as Carol could see her long blond hair returning followed by an expanding chest and narrowing shoulders. Both Carol's watched in awe as the muscular legs refined themselves into a smooth and feminine shape. For a few brief seconds she made a strange site as the whole of her body looked female apart from the incongruous penis and testicles. These soon disappeared though as the familiar smooth mound and slit returned to her great relief. "Wow", Carol/Bruno said as she/he looked at a young Carol. She looked about 22 years old and was quite beautiful. "Gimme that here" she/he said, again trying to snatch the necklace away. This time a more lithe and nimble Carol easily managed to avoid an older version of herself, and one that was unfamiliar and unbalanced in her body. "Hey, you put me through shit yesterday, don't think you get off that easily". Carol said as she forced Bruno through into the bedroom and propped a chair against the handle to make sure that he couldn't get out. Carol hid the necklace in a place that Bruno would never look - under the kitchen sink with all the cleaning materials. Carol examined her self in detail and was ecstatic at being fifteen years younger. Those fifteen years had taken their toll on her looks as she had drifted from bad relationship to bad relationship, ending with this low-life Bruno, and from crummy job to crummy job where she had had to hustle to make ends meet. She had another chance to live, what should have been the best years of her life, all over again and she wasn't going to make the same mistakes this time. These changes would start with Bruno. She decided there and then that she wanted to continue with him but not in the way it had been 'til now. She walked back over to the bedroom and let 'Carol' out. "I think it's about time that you understood exactly the kind of shit that I have to go through each day and today, my darling, you are going to experience exactly the kind of shit I go through". "What damn nonsense are you talking now girl - there is no way that this shit is going on any longer" Bruno said. "Don't you girl me GIRL ! You are in a hell of a lot of trouble right now and you better wise up double quick. Hell, maybe you would be better off being me, at least that way you got a chance of avoiding going down for fifty years. You are going to spend the day as me if you want a chance of changing back. You better get changed now else you're going to be late for your next shift. It's about time you earned some money for a change" Carol shouted. "You want to change back then you gotta move your pretty little butt down to that bar right now - I'll help you get ready". Bowing to the inevitable Carol/Bruno decided to grit his (her !) teeth and try and get through the day without any more crap. Jeez ! - he would make her pay for this when he got back to himself. Bruno felt intense humiliation as Carol helped her/him put on her make-up for the day. Had to get the right balance to go with that pale skin and blonde hair right ! She/he got a crash course in cosmetics and how to walk, sit, stand and ever other frigging thing to do with being female. "Don't worry dear", said Carol, "you never know, it may come in handy one day" she said just turning the knife a little bit more. Next came the gingham blouse, exposing just the right amount of cleavage to generate the tips necessary to survive, and finally the short gingham skirt with the piece de resistance, short white socks with pink lace trim - all this with a pair of cute white sneakers ! Would this never end ? The next ten hours were hell personified. She/he had been threatened by Carol that if her/his performance was not up to scratch then he could stay like this until he got it right/ If he screwed up completely and lost her job then he might never get to change back ! First came the drive to the bar, accompanied by wolf whistles from some jerks in a pick-up truck. Finally came the job. From the tutoring that Carol had given her, she had enough knowledge to get by. What was a lot harder was having to bob and bow, smiling all the time and also having to make sure that the predominately male customers got enough sight of her tits to ensure that she made the quota of tips that the real Carol had set as a target. Failure to reach this would mean an extended period as Carol. She spent to whole day serving low-life and getting felt up on the regular occasions that customers brushed against, or bumped into her. She had never realised the down-sides of being a women and even, at one point, started to feel empathy with Carol and what she must have had to go through virtually every day of her life. Of course, without the instinctive feminine charms and moves of a life time of experience of being female, she/he failed. It took three days until she hit the quota. By this time this life was becoming second nature - had it only been three days ? While 'Carol' had been learning the 'tricks of the trade' Carol had been hunting around trying to find out how Bruno had come upon the jewellery that she had seen. It hadn't taken long to find out about the incident at the airport - the LAPD had been pretty active in trying to hunt down the perpetrator of what had been a high profile crime. It appeared that some English Lady or something had been shot trying to give chase after a mugging and had died instantly. They would have to find who did this or look totally incompetent - God! - she must have been related to the Queen or something! Despite the lack of a positive ID word was on the streets that Bruno knew something about this and it wouldn't be long before the police picked up on this. She had been thinking what to do about this relationship and realised that she had better act pretty soon if she was going to save Bruno's butt. She still loved him for what he could be despite all the crap he had put her through. She had thought about using the stolen jewellery to finance her new chance at life and had hidden them with the necklace while Bruno had been pre-occupied in struggling to come to terms with Carol's ultimatum. Now she realised that they were too 'hot' to keep and had to get rid of them. Maybe she could use them to help save Bruno ! That evening Bruno had returned home and gave whoops of joy. It seemed that 'she' had met the tips quota. "Good, this must have been an education for 'her'" thought Carol. Bruno gushed in a manner that was typically feminine without realising it, "Oh Carol, I have done it, I have done it, I met your quota and then some today. I must have been groped more times than I served hot dinners but it was worth it - I get to be me, a man, again - come on change me back". Carol observed this women in front of her and thought "It's a shame - I like Bruno so much better this way. I don't think he realises it but all that bullshit aggression of his has gone - he has spent all his effort in being me and that's not left him with any energy for nothing else. Besides, all those female hormones pumping around must have done something to dampen his toughness !". This finally determined her to put what she had been thinking about into action. "OK hon, OK hon ... calm down first" she said as she unwrapped Bruno's arms from around her. "First you gotta indulge me a little - I'm so proud of you the way you stuck at this without griping, apart from that first day. It's not often you get the chance to meet yourself and I would just like to see the evening out and talk to 'myself' awhile". "Like you give me a choice !" whined Bruno sounding every bit the girl 'she' appeared to be. Part 4 ... Changes Carol decided to cook them both a meal to help see the evening out and after much preparation finally served it along with a bottle of cheap wine. Carol/Bruno wanted to change back as soon as possible and so ate the food in a very unladylike manner, wolfing it down. The wine went down just as quick much to Carol's relief, so quick in fact that Carol/Bruno didn't notice that Carol wasn't drinking, she had stuck to the water. There hadn't been much intelligent conversation, Bruno just wasn't interested in small talk. She/he had, however, begun to feel a little light-headed and said "Hey, come on doll - you said you would change me back - I'm getting a little fed up with waiting. I'm finding it hard to hold my drink in this body - that wine seems to have gone straight to my head, it's getting harder and harder to concentrate!". "Yeah - I know what you mean hon! I could never take a drink much either and, don't forget, you're in my body now" said Carol. "Yeah, so hurry up doll. I ... I'm finding it hard to think straight here - I ... I ... can't seem to feel my legs anymore". "There there hon! I didn't know how to talk sensibly to you before but I think it should be safe now. I've spiked your drink with a strong sedative and you won't be able to move at all in a minute or so. This particular sedative takes away all power of movement and control, you should be losing feeling in your arms about now". As she said this Bruno tried to get out of the chair. 'Her' arms and legs would not respond to 'her' thoughts and 'she' remained there seething in frustration. "You ... you bitch" 'she' stammered. "What have you done this for - why are you doing this to me ?". "Oh Bruno, you don't mind me calling you that name a little longer do you even though it don't seem exactly appropriate ? Don't take on so - just relax a little and I'll fill you in. While you were trying to hold my job down I did a bit of detective work and found out all about how you came by them jewels. The word on the streets puts you squarely in the frame for this and it's only a matter of time now before the cops pick up on this and pay you a visit. It won't take long for them to pin this on you so I felt I had to do something for you. If I don't then I ain't never gonna get the daughter I've always wanted will I !" stated Carol. "If you get put down again you know it's going to be for good this time - three strikes and you're out - right Bruno !" Bruno just sat there and listened, there was not much else 'she' could do ! "The sedative will be effective for another hour or so and in a minute I'm going to walk over to that phone, call them, and tell them all about the jewels that I've hidden from you and how I found them in our apartment. Once I've done this there is no way back for you" Carol said. "Carol ... Carol, no, don't do this to me - I can't believe you would do this to me. I ... I ... love you - you know that !!!" Bruno struggled to say. "Aw hon ! Come on, you can't sweet talk me round, this will be for your own good - trust me" Carol said as she walked over to the phone. She made the call and then said to Bruno "well it's done - they said they're going to be here in about thirty minutes - that means you got five minutes to decide if you want saving or not" she said. "Sav ... saving, what do you mean - how you going ..t ...to do that" Bruno said as she found the words were increasingly hard to find. "The only way outta here right now is as someone else - you're going to have to change again and me too. They're going to be looking for me as well you now and even though I'm younger now I can't risk getting stopped if we're both to escape. We need to get outta here and make a new life for ourselves" Carol said coldly and calmly. "If you don't then you know what'll happen". "Y .. you've given me no choice now h ... have you" Bruno said. "What c ... c ... changes do you have planned for us - whatever you do you g ... gotta let me be a man again - I've just about had enough of this women stuff to last me a l ... l ... lifetime". "Enough of this women's stuff !" Carol shrieked angrily. "You haven't even started to experience what it's like to be a women. Let me tell you something about what it's like to be YOUR women. It's like working your butt off and willingly getting groped to pick up tips that'll feed us whilst you sit around planning your next heist while letting on like you're going straight. It's like being a whore and fuck bunny for you and being forced down to your knees to suck your useless cock when all I wanted was some love and some making LOVE ! It's like, despite all this crap you're giving me now, still loving you enough to help you start anew and helping you outta the deep deep hole that you don't even recognise you dug for yourself. THAT'S what IT's like to be YOUR WOMEN, That's what it's like to be a women" Carol said bitterly. "Jeez - I ain't never seen her like this before" thought Bruno as he lapsed into a shamed silence and wished he hadn't riled her so. "Well I'll tell you one thing HON!", Carol said and she walked over to 'her' and put the necklace around 'her' neck, "you're sure going to have a better idea once I've finished with you". Bruno now feared the worst as Carol held a small pink stocking to the necklace. Within seconds Bruno felt the same tingling experience that 'he' had felt before. What was he gonna be now - he knew for sure that he wasn't gonna be Bruno after this. Bruno felt 'her' already female body start to shrink slowly. Apart from the loss in height there were a few other losses 'she' was experiencing - starting with 'her' breasts and soon followed by the narrowing of 'her' hips into the configuration of a young girl. The shrinking continued until, after fifteen minutes which was somewhat quicker than last time, the changes had completed and left a cute little four year old girl with soft curly blonde hair. The changes had also worked the sedative out of 'her' system and she started to regain movement to her body. "Jeez Carol - why did you do that - you ain't going to leave this way are you ?" cried Bruno in a ridiculously high voice as she stepped gingerly out of the chair that she was sitting on. "Let him sweat" thought Carol. "I haven't made any final decisions on anything yet, I wanted a foolproof disguise so that you could never be recognised and who's gonna associate such a cute little girl with such a loser as Bruno - come here pretty one and let your momma dress you". "You know" said Carol as she removed the way too oversized clothes and left Bruno standing naked "it seems like you've finally given me the daughter I've always wanted, and such a pretty one too" Carol riled 'her'. She had no intention of leaving Bruno like this, he was just so annoying with his stupid and patronising comments that she thought he should learn a bit of humility. Bruno looked down at this helpless little soft body and blushed at Carol's remarks. She looked down at the smooth hairless mound and thought how different it looked, even to the one that 'she' had possessed as Carol. "Oh gee hon! - you look so pretty when you blush - this is gonna be fun" Carol laughed at his all too visible humiliation. "Wha ... what ... who are you going to change to - you can't stay as you are - we'll get picked up and how will you explain me ?" Bruno said in a squeaky voice. "Just wait and you'll see" said Carol as she removed the necklace from Bruno and put it on herself. She removed all of her clothes first and then touched a new pair of men's jeans to the necklace and slowly the changes started. Like Bruno, she noticed her breasts flattening - however, unlike Bruno, she noticed this with regret. She liked being female and wanted to change back as soon as possible. She started to become more muscular and grew quickly to 6'2" as her face subtly changed with an increased jawline while her blonde hair shrunk to a short sandy crop. When the changes had finished she looked exactly like Bruno would have imagined her 22 year old brother would have if she had had one. Twenty minutes later the changes were complete. Bruno started to become nervous and said "Jeez - come on we had better move - the cops will be her any second and how we gonna explain ourselves, we'll get pulled in for questioning or something". "Don't you worry your pretty little head - I lied to you - I haven't called anyone yet, I only pretended so you'd go along with me willingly. I wanted time to make the changes and get outta here before they arrived. I'm gonna call the cops now" 'he' said in a deep baritone voice. "And by the way, you can start calling me Daddy for now, it's going to look funny otherwise darling. I think I'd better call you Louise after my dear departed mummy - I always wanted a Louise of my own". Seeing this tall muscular man saying 'mummy' looking totally incongruous. Part 5 ... The Escape He called the police and then picked up a large bag he had packed earlier. He then went over to Bruno's bedside table and, opening it, pulled out a gun - the same gun that had been used in the killing. "Can't leave that here - I'd better dispose of this once we're in the clear" 'he' said to Bruno. 'He' went under the sink and pulled out the jewels. Opening the box he left the jewels in plain sight for the police to find. The only exception was the intention to keep this necklace around his neck until they could get back to some sort of normality. He went over to the phone and , this time, called the police for real. Grabbing 'Louise' by her tiny hand Jimmy, for that is what he had decided to call himself, went outside and got the first cab to a Greyhound bus station. He had decided to get outta this town to hicksville somewhere and lie low until he could find something a little more permanent. What he hadn't reckoned on was that the police were already onto Bruno and that Jimmy's call had only pre-empted their visit.. A police car turned up at the apartment just in time to see them exiting Bruno's apartment and were immediately suspicious to see a young man and a little girl leaving with a travelling bag. Nobody had told them anyone else was staying there. Maybe they should stop them and just check them out. They were too late to intercept them as they got into cab and decided to follow them. Their trip took them to a bus station and Police Officer O'Meara decided to stop them now and take them in for questioning. Jimmy and Louise were just about to board a bus for Denver when Officer O'Meara walked up to them showing his badge. Jimmy's heart stopped as the cop approached him saying "excuse me sir - I believe you can help us with some enquiries regarding a robbery and murder!". Jimmy struggled momentarily but Officer O'Meara quickly cuffed him and the other officer took hold of Louise to take her to the car. Part 6 ... Caught Louise/Bruno ... Louise was taken into care and a 'very nice' female police officer quizzed her on who her mommy was, who her Daddy was and where and what they were doing. She had to play totally dumb saying she didn't know where she lived and simply used Jimmy as her Daddy's name. The police weren't convinced that she couldn't tell them more but didn't want to push too hard as she was obviously distressed. They would have to get more out of the guy. Jimmy, they'd arrested whom they assumed to be Louise's father. Bruno couldn't believe the chain of events that had led him to this point. He'd wished that he had never seen that rich broad and that stupid necklace. He didn't know what had happened to the necklace but here he was, stuck in the body of a four year old girl with no means of getting hold of it - most likely for ever ! He knew that Carol was wearing it when she was arrested but that was all. He never found out what happened to Carol for a long, long time. 'Louise' was eventually fostered out to a caring couple who already had a young son and Bruno resigned himself to living out the role of Louise - at least until he was an adult again and could lay his, maybe he should think 'her' now, hands on the necklace. He did accept, though, that this was an unlikely prospect. Louise was finally adopted by the same caring couple and grew up in a stable and loving environment with a loving brother to look out for her. It took a troubled year for her to finally accept her fate but she eventually decided to take this second chance at life and settled into her school life as an ordinary little girl. It was hard at first, there seemed to be a whole lot of different rules she had to learn and adapt to but in time she managed and even began to enjoy this female lifestyle. How Carol would have laughed ! With the onset on puberty, and the resulting flood of female hormones, she blossomed into a beautiful teenage girl. By the time she was nineteen she had dated many times and had become adept at things she would never have believed possible. She was certainly a skilled cocksucker by now and was very popular with the boys. She had, however, always stopped short of going the whole way and was still a virgin - quite a rarity for a girl of her age. She was walking home with her latest boyfriend one night following a date when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a swiftly moving shadow which was followed by a groan as her boyfriend slumped to the floor. She tried to turn around quickly to see what was going on when a hand, holding a pungent smelling cloth, was closed over her mouth. She struggled for a brief second and then ... blackness overtook her. Jimmy/Carol ... It had all happened so quickly - one minute they had been boarding a bus to freedom and a new life and all of a sudden this police guy came up to him showing a badge and wanting to question him! A moment of brief panic and the next thing Jimmy was bundled into the patrol car and had been cuffed behind the back. He heard the Officer stating "You have the right to re....." and everything else went blank as he looked over to Louise, sat on the other side of the arresting officer, who was ashen faced staring back at him in blind fear. Back at the station he was taken quickly downstairs and was strip searched, had his valuables - including the necklace - taken away and put into a cell. Two hours later Officer O'Meara came into the cell and said, "come on, you are going to join me for a while, we have some questions that we'd like you to answer. Carol had never been in a situation like this before and walked out the cell and into an interview room in a daze, the blood pounding through his head - what had gone so wrong - he hadn't done anything wrong except try to save his lover ! "OK, sit down over here" Officer O'Meara motioned to an uncomfortable looking chair on the other side of a small desk. "First of all I want to know who you are and what you were doing with that young girl and these items" O'Meara said as he put the large bag Jimmy had been holding onto the table. "Exhibit one - one handgun, similar to the one used to shoot Lady DeVries. This is going off to forensics to see if there is a match with the bullet that killed her - I am pretty sure we will find that they correlate" stated O'Meara. "Exhibit two" he said taking the necklace out his pocket and displaying it in the clear plastic bag it had been placed in - "one necklace that matches the description of an item of jewellry that was stolen on the aforementioned robbery and shooting. That's pretty damning evidence that we got here. I got to tell you that we had Bruno Mascelli down for this one and we saw you coming out of his apartment earlier - anything you care to say at this stage ? Who you are would be a good starting point !". Jimmy sat in stunned silence as the evidence was presented in front of him. If he told him the truth then, even if they believed it, there was no proof that it had not been him in a different guise. He had been found with the murder weapon and wearing one of the stolen items. Things looked pretty bleak! He decided that silence remained the best option. No ID, no proof of anything! His fate was now in the hands of the God's. Nothing that he could say would help at this stage. Without his help, or any subsequent confession, the police had to build up a case. With this, and the confusion regarding Louise, it took a year for the case to be brought to court. He/she had so far managed to keep from getting too bitter, despite the year he had spent inside prision, and had reamined concerned for Bruno and what he must be going through now as Louise. The necklace had been locked away as evidence and there was obviously no way that he would be able to get his hands on it. He resigned himself to remaining as Jimmy and hoping that some miracle would keep him out of jail. That hope was short lived as a jury unanimously agreed that this Jimmy was guilty as charged and the judge passed a sentence of twenty years. Despite the year already spent in jail Carol was shocked. In some naive way she had believed that, as she hadn't committed the crime, some higher force would prevail and that she could at least start to plan her life anew as Jimmy. To have this snatched away was a blow that she never quite recovered from. Jimmy was led away to end up a hardened and embittered man when finally released fifteen years later with parole. Part 7 ... Epilogue Lord and Lady Peter DeVries ... The necklace, now that the trial was over, was finally returned along with the other valuables to Lord Peter Devries. He had been anticipating this for some time now and not necessarily with relish. Peter had orginally been a Spanish maid named Juanita whose experiences with the necklace had resulted in her assuming the role of Lord Peter. The original Lord Peter was now the 'new' Lord Peter's wife Juanita. They had just married following the murder of Catherine, Lord DeVries first wife (see Altered Fates story Lord's Prayer for details). Peter had been aware for some now, since the arrest of his wife's murderer, that the necklace had been recovered and that eventually it would be returned to him. This had left him with a moral dilemma. The decent thing to do would have been to inform Juanita of this and allow her to resume her rights to her heritage. This had been complicated by the fact that a) he was enjoying the life he had assumed, b) Juanita had seemingly settled into her new role and c) both he and Juanita had fallen in love with each other. They both seemed to be happy and suspected that Juanita was now pregnant. They were both thrilled with this and Peter thought that, taking all things into consideration, things were best left as they were. When Peter finally received the necklace he decided to dispose of it straight away. He didn't want to risk upsetting his wife and later that night took his boat out to the middle of the lake within the estate's grounds and dropped the necklace at it's deepest point. Lousie and Jimmy ... On his release Jimmy soon sank into a pit of despair. He was very bitter at having his whole life snatched away from him. When he was Carol all she wanted was a baby, preferably a baby daughter. she would have been happy with that but that jerk Bruno had to screw it all up. It wouldn't have mattered too much - she should have just walked away when she had the chance - now she was forever Jimmy, a no good loser and this was a life sentence with no remission. This slowly ate away at him for weeks until he decided to find out exactly what had happened to Bruno - had he made a life as Louise - was he happy ? He finally tracked Louise down. It had taken two months but finally he had found her adopted family. He had watched Louise for a few days now, observing her movements, seeing the day to day habits of the life she had established for herself. As he sat behind the shrubbery looking at Louise he observed how happy she appeared. He couldn't reconcile the feminine creature that Bruno had become with the surly no good loser she had known and loved before. He watched her laughing and giggling with her latest boyfriend and felt both jealousy and bitterness for what he had missed out on for all these years. Jeez - he hadn't done nothing but had to suffer that bitches punishment for her. There was no way he could let this go - he had to do something to put this right. That night he started to follow her home. His anger had built to fever pitch as he saw Louise, so happy, stopping form time to time to hug and kiss her boyfriend. He had obtained some chloroform and decided to act now. As they walked along laughing together he crept up slowly until he was just behind them. He took out a heavy lump of wood, he had found earlier, and brought it down heavily on the boyfriends head. He could see Louise start to turn around and quickly clamped a chloroform rag across her mouth. She soon stopped struggling and collapsed in his arms. He put her into the car he had stolen earlier and set off for a deserted barn about thirty miles away that he had spotted while he was searching for her. She slowly regained consicousness and found that she had been tied up. Her second life had been very sheltered and she had enjoyed the protection of her adopted family. All of a sudden she was experiencing another factor of being a women - the futile helplessness of her emasculated body when facing a stronger and more brutal antagonist - she had become a prey to the victim mentality she had observed all too often in her previous incarnation, one that almost seemed instinctive in females the world over. In the darkened barn she saw her abductor approach her. "Hi there hon" she heard him say. She felt shivers run up and down her spine as she managed to place where she had heard this voice before - a voice she had never expected to hear again. "Jimmy ... Jimmy, is that you ?" she asked squinting as she tried to identify him in the darkness. "Yeah hon - it's me alright. I can see you done alright for yourself. I've been watching you for the last few days and I would never have believed how you've become so naturally feminine. Me ... me you might ask just what has happened to me ! I've been rotting in some stinking jail - I've been treated like the scum of the earth and have slowly broken apart taking the pain that was yours by right. Don't you think you own me!" he almost spat with hatred. "Carol, I'm so sorry - once we were split up there was nothing I could do apart from live the life that destiny gave me- what could I do ?". "Jimmy bitch, I'm Jimmy now. Don't give me none of that crap about destiny. You make your own destiny in this life just as I chose the body for you that you now own, just as I chose this body - some damn mistake huh!". With that he advanced upon Louise and dropped his pants. Freeing his penis he grabbed hold of Louise's hair and pushed her face towards it. "Seem familiar bitch, seem familiar" he shouted and he forced his penis into her mouth. "Don't do anything stupid" he said. "I want the best damn blow-job you have ever given". She had sucked cock before - many times - but it had always been by her own violition, this was something else. Before he was brought to orgasm he pulled her away, ripped her clothes off and raped her violently leaving her in a state of physical and emotional exhaustion. As she lied there sobbing, the enormity of what he had done, and what he had become, suddenly became overwhelming to Jimmy. He had purged his anger in the most brutal manner but what had he achieved in attempting to exorcise his ghosts ? This was all to much to bear and he left Lousie, and the barn, and returned to the stolen car. Absolute clarity came upon him as he realised that what he had done would be an impossible burden to carry. He sped along the highway intoxicated by the clarity of how he could eradicate the cancer he had caused. He gunned the accelerator picking up speed as he approached a sharp right hand curve. He kept the accelarator firmly pressed to the floor as everything appeared to him in slow motion. He considered first the unjust prision sentance that he had to endure, second the attrocity he had wreaked on a young girl, and finally - the third and final act he was about to play out. He had reached the point of no return. As the car sped off of the road at 110 mph he finally shouted out in elation "THIRD STRIKE AND YOU'RE OUT BABY" as the car left the road, finally exploding in a ball of flame. Nine Months On .... After a painfull labour Lousie gave birth to a beautiful baby girl - she named it Carol after what might, and should, have been. (the author decided to add this revised ending to make sure the medallion is not lost and can be used again in somebdoy elses sotry) Epilogue 2. It had been a hot, hot summer. He had just returned from two days in London on a business trip and was warmly greeted by his wife Juanita and their recent addition to the family, a baby boy named Charles. As they kissed he thought he could detect a hint of amusement from her and pulled back for a minute slightly puzzled. "Anything wrong dear ?" he said to her. "No, no darling - everything is just perfect" she replied. Middle England had been suffering the worst recorded draught in two hundred years and Lord Peter DeVries was concerned as he looked out over his estate. The beautiful grounds and gardens, that he had grown to love so much since he and his new wife Juanita's return from Los Angeles, looked parched and dry. Immediately at threat was the Rose garden which was his pride and joy but he hoped that this had been addressed while he had been away. As is usual in England, four consecutive days of good weather had resulted in a hosepipe ban and the local authorities were already supplementing the water supply by tapping the local river. Before setting off for London the head gardener had approached him and asked his permission to pump the lake and use the water to give his Rose's and other plants some much needed relief from the incessant sun. The forecast was no change for the foreseeable future. Lord Peter granted this but only on the condition that the lake was not completely drained. He did not want to see the necklace he had deposited there re-surface again, not when his life was going so well. He decided to take stroll around his gardens to survey how his gardener's rescue plan had worked. He first walked to the Rose garden and saw straight away that his Rose's were blooming nicely. He felt relieved and thought "I must congratulate Thompson", the gardener, "he has done extremely well". Thompson had been the family gardener seemingly forever. He had served his family loyally for three generations and at 75 years old was overdue for retirement - that would be a sad day for everyone. He could see Thompson in the near distance and waved a greeting to him - he would see him later and thank him then. As he walked away he was puzzled for a moment. "I must say", he thought, "Thompson looked years younger and much fitter from this distance - all this sun must be doing him good" He continued his walk around the grounds until he came to the lake. He was pleased to see that Thompson had obeyed his instructions and had left at least three feet of water in the bottom of the lake. He was surprised, however, to see the remains of a rusty lawn mower protruding from the middle of the lake. This must have been dumped there at some time, most probably when he was living in Los Angeles when there was no-one, apart from the domestic help, permanently in residence at the manor. It looked unsightly stuck there in the middle of the lake but he thought it was best to leave it there. It would rust completely and disappear eventually and he didn't want risk anyone going too closely near the lake's bottom. He returned back to the manor house to be greeted by Juanita who passed him a glass of chilled beer. He was so lucky, she had been so attentive since they had been married. "Well darling, how was your trip - did you achieve everything that you set out to do?" asked Juanita walking up to him and giving him an affectionate kiss. She loved this role of Lady of the manor much more than when she was the Lord. "Yes, it was most successful - everything went very well. I must say, Thompson's done wonderful job on the Rose's, we are really going to miss him when he finally retires". "Well that may not happen for a long time yet - he seems to be enjoying himself so much right now. He also made an interesting discovery while you were away" she said walking over to a bureau in a corner of the room and taking out a canvas pouch. Opening the pouch she removed the necklace to Peter's horror. Peter was completely taken aback, "W... wh ... what, h ... how did you get that" he stammered in shock. "Darling, darling - sit down for a minute and I'll explain. When Thompson pumped the lake he decided that he had enough water for now and ceased pumping when the water level started to get too low, as per your instructions. He noticed a gleaming in the sunshine where this necklace was lying hooked over the lawnmower handle that had been dumped in the bottom of the lake. Of course he brought it to me immediately". Peter looked nervous and not a little guilty as she continued, "I realised that this must have been returned to you along with Catherine's jewellery and that you must have hidden it there to maintain what was now the status quo. What gave you the right to deny me the chance of regaining my life ?" asked Juanita calmly. "I'm so sorry dear but we were so happy I didn't want to ruin what we now had. You were expecting our baby, Charles, at the time and the only way you could have changed back then would be to have an abortion - I admit, I was selfish - I loved you too much and the idea of having an heir and I didn't want to risk everything. I realise now that this was wrong - I should have trusted you and given you the chance to decide along with me" he said emotionally. "It's alright darling, I am very happy with the way things turned out and I would never want to change back now - I just love being a mother, oh, and also a wife" she said as she walked over and hugged him. "Oh, there is one other thing - I gave Thompson a reward for finding the necklace. He has been changed back to 45 years old - he didn't want to go back any further than that. He won't say a thing to anybody, he is much too loyal to the family for that. I have also asked Jame's to come round and collect this necklace to return it to the British museum. We can't just dump it again, it will always get found somehow - it sometimes seems to have a life of it's own!" she stated wistfully. Jame's was so grateful to see this curio again that he decided to take it straight back to the museum where it would be safe. On route to the museum his car had broken down. He walked down the road about half a mile to where there was a phone box to summon help. On his return he found that his car had been broken into and the package containing the necklace had been stolen. "I don't believe this" he said. "This thing must be cursed". The End