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Touch of a Woman
by Mister Double-U
I want to thank everyone for the wonderful comments about my last "Mort"
story. I hope you enjoy this one as well.
All Carol wanted was a woman. She had always wanted the experience of
another woman's touch against her body. It wasn't as though she wasn't
happy. She has a wonderful husband named Mike, and a beautiful little girl
named Susan, who was 20 months old. This all started when she found out
her husband was a cross dresser. She caught him one day in her underwear
drawer, wearing a pair of sexy black panties and a black lace bra. Carol was
more surprised than upset. She sat her husband down in front of a mirror and
made him look more feminine. They made love that night, but he still looked
like a guy in a dress. 'What would it be like?' she thought. Her husband was
all for it, but she was too shy to go out and actually find someone and the
lesbians she did meet didn't really strike her fancy. So she sat at the table,
while her husband read the paper, and contemplated her situation. This being
Saturday afternoon, she didn't have much to do and Susan would be asleep
for at least another hour.
"Honey," Carol sighed "What would you like to do this afternoon?"
Mike looked up from his newspaper at his wife. He was about 40, with
thinning hair and the start of a paunch from too many meals of hamburgers
and fries. The stress of his life just started to show in his face. "I don't know
hon." he answered. "Channel 48 has 'Pricilla, Queen of the Desert' on
television." Carol groaned. "What?" Mike asked. "You love that film."
"Yes, but not after 50 times. We have it on video for crying out loud." she
replied.
"Sorry, hon." Mike replied. He put down his paper and kissed her. His kiss
became more passionate and his hand drifted towards her breasts.
"Uh uh." She grabbed his hand and moved it away. "Not today. Please."
Mike moved away and sat back in his chair. Then Susan started to cry. "I'll
get her." Carol answered. She walked away from the table and through the
living room towards the stairs. As she walked up the step, avoiding the small
toys that the baby had left there as boobytraps, she started to think about her
situation again. 'Maybe I should just hit one of those bars that I've read
about.' she said to herself. The thought of going into one of those places
made her shudder. Tears began to well up in her eyes. The baby cried a little
louder. 'Probably needs a diaper change.' "I'm coming honey." Carol said as
she entered the room. But she stopped as she took the first steps, for sitting
on a rocking chair was a strange man in a tuxedo holding her baby.
"That's a good girl." He said. She stopped crying suddenly. "I appreciate the
help." He stood up and took the child back to the crib and tucked her in. He
pulled a teddy bear and a pacifier out of his pocket and gave it to her. She fell
immediately asleep. He turned to Carol. "She's a wonderful little girl. You
should be very proud." he finished.
"Who the hell are you?" Carol asked. "And what are you doing in my
house?"
"My name is Mort." He answered walking back to the chair. Carol noticed
that there were wings on the back of his tuxedo. Mort sat back down.
"That doesn't answer my question." Carol finished. "What are you doing in
my house? And what's with the wings?"
Mort rolled his eyes and sighed heavily. "I'm the Love Fairy." He answered
in a soft voice.
Carol started to laugh. "You must be kidding." She turned towards the door.
"I'm getting my husband." Mort took the wand out of his pocket and waived
it in the air. Carol froze in her tracks. She couldn't move or speak. She
started to panic. 'I'm in big trouble.' she thought.
Mort laughed. "You're not in trouble." He walked in front of Carol. "I can
read thoughts. Please, sit down Carol." Carol felt herself moving towards the
chair and sitting down. When she was seated, Mort waived the wand again
and she was back to normal. "As I said," he continued "I'm the Love Fairy.
Normally, I work in Anxiety closets but I'm helping out for a week or so
against my will."
Carol looked very confused. "Wait a minute. This is all too much for me.
What are you doing here???"
Mort started pacing the floor. "Well," he said "My boss, Cupid, has been
keeping an eye on what's happening here. He told me to come down and
check things out." He sat down in a second chair and pulled off his boots.
"God, I hate these shoes."
Carol stared at Mort. "Your boss told you to come here. Why?"
"To see if we can get you a lesbian." he answered wiggling his toes. "Ah,
that's better. Damn things cut off the circulation to my toes. That's also why I
had Mike put on that performance. Just to see what you would do." Carol sat
stunned. Mort leaned forward in the chair. "Has Mike ever done that to you
before?"
The thought brought Carol out of her stare. "No." she answered. "Never.
Usually he reads the paper and then watches TV." Mort held his arms out to
the side, smiled and sat back in the chair. Carol continued. "How do you plan
to do this for me?"
"I'm glad you asked." he said. "I want you to go to your bedroom and find
your sexiest outfit. Try the tan one with the garter belt and stockings. Then
wait and she'll appear." Carol sat in the chair trying to comprehend all this.
Mort continued. "Get movin'!" he answered.
Carol walked out of the room and entered her bedroom. It wasn't anything
spectacular. Mike's job in the bank didn't keep her in diamonds and pearls
but it was enough to be comfortable. She went to her dresser and picked out
the outfit Mort suggested. 'How did he?' Carol thought then stopped
realizing that what he said must be true. She removed her clothes slowly.
Savoring the thought of what was to come. She could feel her pussy was all
wet. She stuck her finger inside and felt that shudder of excitement. Carol
had no idea what to expect, but whatever it was that was going to happen,
she knew she was going to enjoy it.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Mike continued to read the newspaper.
He loved Saturday afternoons like this. Carol was taking care of the baby and
he was reading the lingerie ads in the paper. 'Bet that would look great on
me.' he would think to himself while subconsciously rubbing his cock
through the black satin panties he was wearing. 'Carol was so wonderful for
letting me wear her favorite lingerie around the house.' Under his jeans and
T-shirt, Mike wore the pair of panties, a black silk bra, garter belt with black
fishnet stockings. The bra was a bit too big for him, as Carol was at least a
34C but everything else fit great. As he continued with the lingerie ads ('and
there were just SO many in the Sunday paper' Mike thought, smiling) he ran
his hands along the outline of the bra, his cock getting harder the longer he
did it. The stockings felt so great against his shaven legs and he really wanted
to relieve himself. "Not yet, you sexy chick" he said to himself as he
continued playing. He was about to remove his pants when Susan began to
cry. "Oh great!" Mike said. He rebuckled his pants and headed to the baby's
room where he also ran into Mort who was reading the latest issue of
"Parenting Magazine."
Mort looked up from the article he was reading. "You know," he said. "I'll
never get the hang of this parenting thing as long as I live."
Mike walked over to Mort and grabbed him by the lapels of his tuxedo. "Who
the hell are you?!" Mike lifted Mort out of the chair. "And what are you doing
here?" Mort removed the magic wand from his pocket and tapped Mike on the
head. Mike immediately began to change. He noticed that Mort was now
towering over him and that the long red nails that appeared on his hands were
poking into the lapels of Mort's tux. He was still wearing the same T-shirt
and jeans he had on before, but they were about 2 sizes too big. He was also
about 10 years younger. Mike let go of Mort and stared at his hands.
"Why don't you remove those clothes and then we'll talk." Mort said. Mike
took off the T-shirt and jeans to reveal the lingerie that he was already
wearing. 'They fit much better now', thought Mike. The bra cups were now
filled with his own natural breasts and his panties no longer carried the bulge
that used to be his penis. "Yes, those clothes do fit better. Not bad work if I
say so myself." Mort smiled to himself. "Let me give you the short version,
since your wife is waiting for you in the next room. My name is Mort. I'm
the Love Fairy. Don't ask me to explain it, ok?" Mort finished holding up his
hand. "Once tonight is enough. Your wife wanted to experience the love of
another woman and you're it. Now lets go." Mort walked over to Mike and
took his hand. They walked together into the bedroom where Carol was lying
on the bed. She was wearing the tan outfit with off-white stockings and a
garter belt as Mort suggested. Mike took one look at her and walked slowly
over to her. He sat down on the bed. Carol ran her fingers through his long
blond hair. Mike, now Michelle, moaned quietly. Mort had taken a seat in the
nearest chair.
"All right!" he said. "This job is finally starting to pay off. I get to see a little
girl-girl action." At that moment, Susan started to cry. "Shit! I'll take care of
it.!" Mort said getting out of the chair. "Figures, right?" He walked out of the
room and headed for the baby's room.
Michelle moved her hand down Carol's chest and released her breasts. She
began to suck on them, biting and twisting the nipples in the teeth.
Meanwhile, Carol had moved her hand down to the black satin panties that
Michelle, formally her husband Mike, was wearing. She pulled them down
her stockinged legs, revealing her moist wet pussy. Michelle had a small
patch of blond hair just above the opening for her pussy and Carol gladly ran
her hands over it. Michelle began to shake a little, her pussy getting very wet.
Michelle continued playing with Carol's nipples and moved farther down her
body. She licked and ran her tongue across her stomach and around her
beautiful pussy. Michelle, as Mike, well knew the wonders of Carol's body
and worked them mercilessly. Her blond hair fell along Carol's legs as she
began to lick around her pussy lips. Sucking and biting her way along the
outside. "Oh yes," screamed Carol as Michelle's tongue thrust it's way in and
out of her wet pussy. Michelle smiled as she continued to lick and bite her
pussy. Michelle was incredibly wet. This is something that she had never
experienced before. She could feel her juices dripping down her legs. She
stood up and put her pussy next to Carol's and began rubbing the two of
them together. Carol rubbed faster and faster, unable to control herself
anymore. The excitement building up for both of them was more than they
could handle and they came uncontrollably all over each other. Rubbing their
now totally wet pussies all over each other. When they were done, Michelle
moved to the top of the bed and put her head on Carol's shoulder.
"I love you so much, honey." Michelle said. Mort reentered the room.
"I missed it." He said. "Oh well. Carol, I hope you enjoyed what your
husband just did for you."
"My husband??" Carol cried. At that moment, Mort waived the wand over
Michelle's head and she changed immediately to Mike, wearing the same bra,
panties and garter that we was wearing a few moments ago. He looked
slightly embarrassed.
"Hi honey." he said sheepishly. Carol stopped for a moment. Looking rather
puzzled.
"This was the easiest way." Mort said. "He was already wearing the stuff
when I came in. I just added a little something to it. Ok," he finished, "a
COUPLE somethings." Carol stood up on her knees and looked at Mike. She
couldn't believe that this wonderful man was a few moments ago an
incredible blonde. She touched his hair and face. "There wasn't anything to
it." Mort finished.
"Is there any way we could do it?" Carol asked.
"Sorry, kid." Mort answered. "It's a one time deal. The only other thing I
could do is make it a permanent change. If I do, you'll have no memory of
being Mike." Carol ran her fingers through Mike's short hair. The look on
her face was devastating. Mike leaned over and kissed her passionately on the
lips. Carol started to cry.
"I'll do it." Mike replied. "I've always dressed as a woman. Now I can
actually be one." The two of them faced Mort. He shrugged his shoulders
and tapped Mike on the head with his wand. He began to change again into
Michelle, only a lot slower this time. Carol could see the hair on his head
change from black to blond. He started to shrink and his breasts grew slowly
until they reached the 34C they were before. The last remnents of Mike was
the changing of his face. He smiled at her as his eyes, nose, mouth changed
into those of Michelle. She looked to be 10 years younger than her husband
was. Mike wiped a tear from Carol's eye as the transformation was
completed. Mike no longer existed. There was only Michelle. The two ladies
hugged each other tightly, not saying a thing. They didn't have to. Mort
disappeared. A moment later, there was a knock on the door. Carol threw a
bathrobe on over her lingerie as Michelle hurried to the bathroom to change
and clean up. Carol headed past the baby's room. She was still sound asleep.
The knock continued as Carol opened the door. It was Jim, Mike's twin
brother. He was carrying two suitcases.
"Hi sis." he said. "I need a favor. Sorry to do this to you but Suzie threw me
out. Can I stay with you for a while?" Carol turned around to see Mort sitting
at the kitchen table.
"Consider it a gift from me." he replied reading the questions on her face.
"No little girl should grow up without a Daddy." Mort blew her a kiss then he
vanished.
Carol turned back to Jim. "Sure." she said. "Stay as long as you like." She
threw her arms around him and gave him a major hug.
The End
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