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A Friend From Cyber-Space By Mister Double-U Susan sat at her desk at the McWilliams agency. She was the company receptionist. Larry McWilliams was her boss. He had seen her in the secretarial pool and decided that he wanted her for his own. Never mind the fact that he'd been through 6 secretaries in the past 3 months. Larry would always tell people that they just didn't work out. She was totally surprised when he asked her and even more surprised, two weeks later, when he asked her out. "Why me?" she asked. He had come over to her desk to pick up some papers. "Why not?" he replied. "You're an attractive young woman." He paused. "Don't you want to go out with me?" Susan stopped. Larry was 6'5" with a muscular build and dark brown wavy hair. His eyes were the lightest shade of blue she had ever seen. "Of course I would." She replied. Larry smiled. "I'll pick you up at 7:30. Why don't you leave early to get ready?" Susan nodded. She rushed home and took a long, hot shower. She got dressed in a beautiful long black and white dress with black shoes and stockings. She sat down and re-did her long blond hair. For work, she always kept it in a bun, but not tonight. She re-did her makeup and looked at herself. Susan Aronson was only 5'3" tall. She had long blond hair and a face that has been described as pleasant. Susan was proud of the way she looked. She tried to get to the gym three times a week, but lately she's been lucky to get there once. Her biggest problem was her lack of self-esteem. She had a mother that drank and abused her mentally and a stepfather who drank and abused her physically. She ran away from home several times, only to be brought back by the juvenile authorities. When she was 18, she graduated High School and left for good. Her travels brought her here; Burlington, NJ. Hundreds of miles from where she was. She took a course in secretarial school and wound up with McWilliams. Now she was going out on a date with him. A horn tooted outside. "Here we go." She said to her reflection as she darted out the door. Larry was seated in his Corvette convertible. He was dressed as he was at work; impeccably tailored suit, bright tie, shined shoes. He stepped out and opened the door for Susan. She smiled and stepped inside. Dinner was at a wonderful trendy restaurant. The staff treated them as if they were royalty. He ordered for both of them. It was wonderful. They drank some wine and talked. After dinner, Larry suggested that they take a ride. Susan nodded. She was slightly tipsy from the wine and was feeling on top of the world. Larry drove through the streets and wound up right by the water. From their car, Susan could see the boats sailing and the lights from the cars over the Burlington-Bristol Bridge. Larry reached over and put up the convertible top. Then, Larry made his move. He leaned over and put his arm around Susan and kissed her. She returned the kiss, until Larry's hand found her breast. She pushed him off of her. He was stronger than she was and continued grabbing and pinching her tits. She tried to scream. He slapped her. "Shut up!" he said, climbing on top of her and removing his pants. "Come on now, Susan." He said slyly. "You wouldn't have come here if you didn't want it." He pushed her dress up and tried to pull down her hose and panties. "Stop!! Oh please stop!!" she screamed shaking her head violently. She could feel the tip of Larry's cock entering her. He smiled an evil smile and pushed his way in. Susan felt like she was being ripped apart. She tried to scream again, but Larry put his hand over her mouth. His other hand held both her wrists. She had no escape. "Oh yeah, baby." He said. "That's what I like." He continued thrusting in and out. Tears were streaming down her face. Larry came very quickly and Susan could feel the liquid inside her. When he was done, he climbed down off of her and sat, exhausted, in the driver's seat. Susan sat there, her head in her hands and cried. "Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?" he said, smiling his evil smile. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. "And, if you ever say anything about this to ANYONE, I will make your life very very miserable." He let her go. She rubbed her hair. The tears kept flowing. Larry drove her back home and Susan let herself out of the car and walked into the house. Larry smiled evilly as she walked. Her dress was ripped and her hair was a mess. Susan took off her clothes and took a long hot shower. She had to get the dirty feeling of Larry off her. She spent most of the time crying. When she finally left, she still felt horrible. There was no way she could face him tomorrow at work. She wrapped a towel around her and sat down in front of her computer. Susan spent a lot of time on AOL and in their chat rooms. She didn't have many friends here. She was shy and kept to herself. But in the chat room, she could be anyone she wanted; a rich society woman, a famous surgeon or just the girl next door. And no one knew any better. She clicked the AOL icon and she heard "Welcome" in that computer voice. "Hi." She said. She felt kind of silly, but said it anyway. She had no mail, so she went directly to her favorite chat room. The room was almost empty. There were three people there; Doctor Love from LA, Paul (Single White Male looking for dates) from Philly and Joe. She clicked into the user name screen and decided to sign on as Pretty Patty. Almost immediately Dr. Love and Paul started hitting on her. She wasn't really in the mood and she X'd them out. "Good evening Pretty." Joe typed. "How are you?" "I've been better." She replied. "Oh.I'm sorry to hear that. Anything I can do to help." Susan smiled. "I'm sure I know what kind of help he's after." She said. "No, thanks." She typed back. "Personal problems and work." He started typing in Private Messages. "*Sigh* Must be that asshole Larry McWilliams." He typed. "He should never have done what he did." Susan froze. 'How could he possibly know?' she thought. Her first instinct was to run. Turn off her computer and change her account. Go to bed and figure this out in the morning. Joe kept typing. "Don't worry." He wrote. "I'm not some kind of stalker or anything, but I do know a lot about you, Susan." She was really freaked out now. How did he know she was Susan? She needed to find out more. "How do you know about me?" she typed. The reply made her blood freeze. "Because I've been watching you. I know your every move. Where you live and where you work. As I said, I'm not a stalker. I want to help you. Larry needs to be taught a lesson." Susan was unable to type. Unable to move. She wasn't sure what to do. Could she trust him? He already knew more than anyone else, considering she just got back from her date an hour ago. "Are you still there, Susan?" He replied. "Yes." She said. "I don't think I need any help right now. I need a little time to think things through." "All right." Joe said. "I understand. If you need me, you can get me here. Anytime. Good night, Susan." He signed out of the room and Susan sat there, stunned for a minute before she signed out. The clock on the wall said 1:35AM. She got out of the chair and climbed into bed. "Tomorrow things will be better." She said. "Yes. Tomorrow." She rolled over and tried to sleep. The next morning, she reported to work as usual. No one paid her anymore attention than they did the day before. Susan sighed a sigh of relief. She got to her desk and started working. Larry was in a high level meeting. The Senior VPs passed by her desk and headed to Larry's office. A few moments later, the phone rang. "Susan, please come into my office." Larry said. Susan picked up her memo pad, straightened her skirt, sighed heavily and walked through the big oak doors leading to Larry McWilliams' office. He was seated at the head of his conference table. Each of the VPs was along the sides of the table. "Please sit over there, Susan." He pointed to a chair at the far end of the table. Susan slowly walked over and sat down. Larry nodded to Edward Mellson, VP of Finance. He stood up. "I've been looking over our invoices from the last three months, Miss Aronson." He said. He spoke very slowly. "It seems as though a large amount of money is missing." "That's impossible." Susan replied. "Nevertheless, the evidence is right here!" Larry answered, throwing the invoices at Susan. "It shows," Mr. Mellson continued, "that you took three very large withdrawals from petty cash and marked them as 'Payment for services'. Your signature is clearly shown on each of the checks. The total amount is over $100,000." Susan's face dropped. "If I had $100,000, do you think I would still be living where I am and keeping this job?" Larry smiled. "Wilson, continue please." He nodded to Wilson Everson Palmer, the VP of Personnel. He stood up and cleared his throat. "As you know Miss Aronson, we have been doing random drug testing on our employees for quite some time." He said. Susan nodded. She had taken the test about 3 months ago. "The last one we did on you tested positive for marijuana and cocaine." He slid the report across the desk to Susan. "And that explains why the hundred grand is missing. Your drug habit!" Larry finished. Susan's mouth fell open. "You're insane!" she yelled standing up at the table. "I've never done any drugs in my entire life." "Not according to this!" Larry yelled waiving the paper in the air. "Now," he said sitting back down and smiling that evil grin. "You could go to jail for a good long time for this. But, we won't prosecute you for either indiscretion; if you are willing to hand in your resignation, effective immediately." Susan slumped into her chair. Mr. Palmer slid a form down the table to her. "Please sign this, then you can go." He said. Susan picked up the form. It stated that she would be resigning effective immediately due to "personal reasons". "I'm being framed." She said. The Vice-Presidents looked away from Susan. "Sign it!" he said. "I'll sue!" she replied. "Who's going to believe a embezzling drug addict?" he laughed. "Sign it or you can face the jail time. Your choice." Susan slowly picked up her pen and signed the form. One of the VPs grabbed it and slid it to Larry. He smiled. "Very good. Now get your things and get out." He sat down. Susan stood up and walked out to her desk. Security was already there cleaning it out. Her personal belongings were piled up in boxes on top of her desk. She picked them up and walked down the hall to the elevator. Everyone watched her like she was a criminal. Security escorted her down the elevator and out the door to her car. She got in and drove home. 'No problem.' She thought. 'I can find another job.' She decided she needed to clear her head and went home to play on the computer. She again signed to the chat room. Today it was full, but Joe was there. "Hi Susan." He wrote in Private Messages. "How did things go today?" "You say you've been watching." She replied. "You tell me." "I was hoping you would trust me enough to tell me. It was pretty crappy the way they fired you and framed you that way." "Yes, it was." She typed slowly. "You do realize that most of the VPs didn't want to go along with it. They only did it to save their jobs." "I know. I think I should sue." "You don't have much of a case, Susan. They altered all the evidence. I can help you, if you'd like." "How do you know this? Do you work for that bastard?" "No, I don't. Are you sure you don't want my help?" "No. I can work this out. I'll find another job." "Ok, if that's the way you want it. Good luck. I hope to hear from you soon." Joe said and signed off. Susan signed off as well. She got out of the chair and freshened up her makeup. She put on a new dress and updated her resume. Two hours later, she headed out the door. She went out to five different offices. They looked at her resume and said the same thing. "So, you worked for the McWilliams agency?" they asked. "Yes." Susan replied. They stared at the resume for a moment and said, "We'll get back to you. Thank you for coming in." Susan drove home from the last interview, disgusted and hurt. "That cock sucker probably fixed it so I'll never get another job." Susan started to cry, but stopped herself. "May as well move back home." She drove to her home and sat around for the rest of the day, thinking. She didn't even bother getting changed. About 9:00, she went upstairs and finally got undressed. She looked at her computer. Without thinking she turned it on and went to the chat room. She signed on as "Desperate Lady" and waited. She ignored all the guys trying to ask her out and looked for Joe. It didn't take long for him to show up. "Hi Susan." "Can you really help me get him?" she asked. "Straight and to the point. :-) I like that." He said. "Yes, I can help you get him." "What is it going to cost me?" "Cost?" "Well," she said, "nothing is free. How much is this going to cost me?" There was a pause the reply. A moment later, the response came. "It's not going to cost you anything. You're a good person and I want to help. Besides, doing this will help me as well." "Help you? How?" "I can't explain that right now. Maybe some other time." "All right then." Susan typed. "What do I have to do?" "I'll send you an e-mail. Come back in when you're read it and tell me if you like my idea." Joe signed off. Susan logged out of the room and went to pick up her e-mail. "You've got mail," the system said as she logged into her mail. She opened it up and found a letter from Joe. There was no return e-mail address or full name next to it. She opened it and true to his word were instructions on what she needs to do. "Hello Susan, I'm glad you decided to let me help you. This will mean more to me than you will ever know. Here is what I need you to do." The instructions were laid out step by step. Susan read them over carefully, then signed back on to the chat room. "What do you think?" Joe asked. "I'll do it. Is tomorrow night ok?" "That will be fine. Thank you, Susan." He logged out. Susan logged out, printed the e-mail and turned off the computer. "Tomorrow will prove to be an interesting day." The next day, Susan called Larry. He was leery of answering the call, but took it anyway. "What do you want? Make it fast." He said. "I just want to apologize for my actions when we went out. I shouldn't have acted the way I did." There was silence on the other side of the line. "If you're looking for your job back." She interrupted. "No. I'm not. I would love to go out with you again. This time, I'll even make things easy for you." Susan had to struggle to get the words out. She felt like she was going to vomit with every syllable. "How about my place? About 8ish?" Larry laughed. "What kind of a fool do you take me for? I'll meet you at Mahoney's restaurant. 7:00. This had better not be a trick." He hung up. Susan arrived at the restaurant at 6:40. She knew that Larry would probably be late. She was wearing a low cut red dress with ruffles along the skirt. She had nude stockings on and 4" red heels. He hair was done in a wave style and fell well below her shoulders. She wore bright red lipstick and dark eye shadow. Susan took a table away from the bar near the kitchen. Larry arrived at 7:15. He walked over to the table and sat down across from Susan. "You look very nice." He said. "Now, what do you want?" "Nothing honey." She replied. She reached for his hand but he backed away. "I want to make nice." Larry laughed. "Ha! Make nice, my ass." "Look, I know you framed me and the real reason I got fired was that you didn't want anyone to know about what happened." Larry looked at her blankly. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Now if you'll excuse me." He started to stand up. Susan continued. "I also know you'll never admit to that. It can be our little secret. I just wanted to talk and to have a few drinks." Larry stared at her cleavage and sat back down. "All right. I'll order the wine." He said. "Not having you slip me something. Waiter!" Larry ordered some Merlot and two fresh glasses. The wine arrived and the waiter poured. Larry switched glasses with Susan just to make sure. Susan laughed. "A little paranoid, are we?" she asked. He ignored her. They ordered dinner and ate and talked as if the events of the previous few days never happened. Larry began to feel comfortable with Susan. He spent most of the night staring at her breasts and legs. "Why don't you give me a ride home? My car's in the shop and I don't have enough for a taxi." She said. Larry agreed. They hopped into his vette and sped along the highway. A few moments later, they arrived at Susan's place. He got up and let her out of the car, staring at her legs the entire time. Susan smiled. They walked to the door and Susan let them in. No sooner did she walk through the door, then Larry was all over her again. It took all her willpower not to scream as he ripped off her dress. She grabbed his head and kissed him full on the lips. It was a long kiss. Larry's lips were covered with her lipstick. Susan took his hand and led him to the couch. Larry had trouble walking. "What? What..did.you.do?" he asked. His words started to slur. She smiled as Larry fell to the floor. Once Larry was out, Susan took her compact out of her purse and flipped it open. A bright light surrounded both of them. A moment later, they were both in a large room. The room was surrounded by windows that looked out on to thousands of stars. There were large pieces of machinery and a chamber in the corner that resembled a steam room. A spaceship. "Hello?" Susan said. "Joe?" A humanoid creature entered from a door in the far wall. He was over 7 foot tall and had a pale completion. His hair was shocking white and he was the most powerful person Susan had ever seen. "Hello Susan." Joe said. "I'm glad that you decided to let me help." He yelled something in a language that Susan couldn't understand and three more people entered the room. They all looked very similar to Joe. They picked Larry up and chained him up in the chamber. His hands, legs, feet and neck were securely fastened. Joe continued. "I'm sure you have a lot of questions you would like to ask." "Yes." Susan said. "But I have no idea where to begin." "Then, let me start at the beginning. We have been to your planet many times before. As often as once every 10 of your earth years. In the times we've visited before, we have brought gifts. Those have been misused and kept for profit by the humans we presented them to. Microwave technology, Styrofoam, even post-it notes. They came from us. We decided to pick 10 humans at random to observe. You were one of them. All but one disappointed us. You were the one honest person." He walked to a chair and sat down. He offered a chair to Susan as well. "You have had a difficult life. You have been abused by too many. And I wanted to help. That is why I contacted you over the Internet. It was very much against our directives, but I felt bad. And that is why you are here." Susan sat there stunned. She couldn't believe her ears. Larry started to stir in the chamber. "You followed the directions we gave you very well. I see the lipstick worked." Joe said, smiling. He stood up and walked over to the chamber. "Now, what to do with him." "You! I knew you'd trick me!" Larry yelled. "I'll sue you and have you thrown in jail." He looked at Joe. "And you too whoever you are! You Neanderthal!" Joe nodded to one of the other aliens and he flipped a few switches and dials. The room Larry was in began to fill up with a greenish gas. Larry coughed and passed out again. "Would you like to be him?" Joe asked. Susan looked at him. "We have that ability. You can be him and have everything that he has." "What would happen to him?" she asked. "He would become you." Susan shook her head. "No. I wouldn't want that." Joe looked quizzically at Susan. "Very well." Joe replied. "There are other choices." He nodded again and a few more dials and switches were thrown. The gas was sucked out of the chamber. Larry woke up again. "Let me out of here!" he yelled. Joe made a motion and the speaker in the chamber was shut off. Joe sighed. He walked over to the control board, motioning for Susan to follow him. On the board was a computerized model of a human. "We have inputted all of his attributes into this computer. We now have the ability to change them to whatever we desire. Watch." Joe punched in a few numbers and a red gas flooded the chamber. Larry felt himself shrinking. The stubble present on his face vanished and his skin became soft and smooth. He was soon swimming in the suit he was wearing. His muscular body lost its shape. A few moments later, the gas vanished and Larry was a little boy of about 10 years old. Susan smiled. He was still chained to the wall. "The devises that hold him to the wall will move with him no matter what form he becomes. As you can see." Joe said. "Do you have any interest in a son? Or maybe a daughter?" Joe punched in a few more numbers and another batch of red gas flooded the chamber. Larry could feel his hair growing out and becoming pigtails. His skin turned softer still and he started developing very small breasts. His already small dick curled up inside him and turned into a young, hairless pussy. "She's cute." Susan giggled. "But, no, thank you." "This isn't funny!" Larry yelled. His voice sounded high and nasally. Just like a young girl. "Let me down!" Larry screamed as little girls do when they don't get their way. He kicked his feet and threw a temper tantrum. Susan stood there and tried not to laugh. "Here is another possible solution for you." Joe said. He punched in a few more numbers and a yellowish gas filled the chamber. Larry felt himself changing again. He grew. 'Thank goodness', he thought. But he only grew to about 4'9". His long blond pigtails turned into short gray hair. His skin wrinkled and his new breasts drooped. He could feel himself getting weaker. As if staying awake was exhausting. His teeth fell out. When he was done, Joe dispersed the gas and Larry was a very old woman. Susan gasped. "Amazing!" she said. "I'm warning you. Let me out." Larry wailed. His voice was shaky. "Silence!" Joe yelled. "You are in no condition to demand anything. Especially after what you did to this poor woman." Larry shut up. "How about the mother you never had?" Susan stared at Larry. "We do have the ability to erase his memory. He will forget who he was and his life up until this point. He will care only for you." "No, I don't think so." Susan replied. "Thanks." Joe shrugged his shoulders. Susan continued. "You said in your e-mail that having Larry would mean more to you that I could know. What did you mean?" Joe paused and sat down. Larry tried to struggle against his bonds, but just attempting it wore him out. He fell asleep. "We could use more people like Larry on our home planet. You see, our race is dying. Most of our women were killed during a plague years ago. The ratio of men to women is 100 to 1. This means that will soon be extinct as a race." Susan walked over to him. "The machine will not work on our people. We have tried. That is another reason why we were observing your planet. Since we are similar in design, we thought we could convince some of you to join us. It did not work. We are in need of what you might call BREEDING STOCK." "You want him to help repopulate your planet?" Susan asked. Joe nodded. "Right now, we are indebted to you. He is yours to do with as you please." Joe continued. Susan shrugged. "Not a problem. You can have the bastard." Joe smiled. He grabbed her shoulders. "Thank you. Thank you." He yelled something to the other aliens and they cheered. Joe pressed a few buttons and played with the knobs some more. A purplish gas flooded the chamber. Larry woke up as he grew younger. He could feel his skin tightening up. He knew he was growing taller and hoped that this would put him back to his old self. His hair grew out and changed to a fire-red color. It went past his shoulders and almost down to his now perfect ass. He now had more of an hourglass figure; his hips and waist perfectly proportional. His breasts grew and a look of horror crossed Larry's face when he realized that they weren't stopping. They were at least a DD and growing. His fingernails grew out and turned a plum color, which perfectly matched his darker skin tone. His lips filled out and his nose shortened. He had the perfect face, one that any woman would want and no man could resist. Larry hung there, stunned and drained. The gas vanished and Joe admired his work. He licked his lips and walked towards Larry. Larry tried to scream but nothing came out. He shook his head violently, his red hair flowing everywhere. Susan followed Joe. She was stunned at what she saw. Larry continued screaming and yelling, but nothing was coming out of his mouth. "A side effect of this transformation is the loss of speech." Joe said. "It will never return. What do you think?" Susan stood there. "I'm stunned. And envious. And horny?" Joe smiled. "An understandable effect. She is producing pheromones that effect both males and females. They are permeating from the vents in the chamber. Since the females breed constantly, relations between females exists for pleasure. You have a saying 'All work and no play?" Joe smiled. Larry stopped screaming and looked at horror at Joe. He struggled against his bonds to no effect. Joe smiled. "She is our best one yet." Joe said. He turned to Susan. "Are you sure you want to go back? You are welcome to stay here with us." "There's not much for me there." Susan said. "But it's still home. I'd like to go back. Besides, I don't think I'm ready to be breeding stock." Joe smiled. "Very well." he said. "But a demonstration first." Larry struggled against his bonds when a colorless gas entered the room. Larry shook his head again, holding his breath. Eventually, he had no choice. His expression changed from hatred to confusion to lust. He still struggled against his chains, but now he only wanted Joe. Larry licked his lips and leaned forward, his huge breasts bouncing as he moved. Joe said something to one of the other aliens and he flipped a switch on the board. The binds holding Larry's neck, hands and feet opened and he fell to the ground. He looked around for a moment on the balls of his feet, his knees bent; like a cat ready to jump at a scurrying rabbit. The door opened and Larry slowly walked out. He spotted Joe and leapt at him. Susan barely made it out of the way as he jumped. He went immediately for Joe's pants. The belt was thrown off quickly and the pants and undergarments taken off. Joe's cock stood there at a full erection. It was huge. Larger than Larry's when he raped her. And now he was going to take it. He opened his mouth and greedily sucked his cock. Susan was amazed that Larry was able to fit the entire thing in his mouth. He licked and sucked and nibbled the tip. A moment later, Larry was on his back on the floor waiting for Joe to fuck him. Joe didn't hesitate. He moved in and slowly pushed his hard cock into Larry's wet pussy. He thrust in and out, faster and faster. Larry screamed. Of course, no sound came out. In a few moments, Joe tensed up and he came inside Larry. He screamed, and shook his head. The fire-red hair brushed along the floor. Joe stood up, spent as Larry licked him clean. "I guess Larry's pregnant now, huh?" Susan asked. "Not necessarily." Joe replied. "He is still new. It may take a few times before he is able to conceive." Joe pulled up his pants. "We need to find this one a new name. Larry McWilliams just won't work anymore." Susan smiled. "I guess not. I like Barbarella. It's the name of an old movie. I think it fits." "Barbarella it is." Joe said. Barbarella moved towards Susan. Lust was in her eyes. "Stop!" Joe yelled. She stopped in her tracks. He said something to one of the other aliens and they took her away in chains. Joe put his arm around Susan. "Let's get you home." He took out Susan's compact and handed it to her. She kissed his cheek as the white light surrounded her. A moment later, she was in her apartment. It was morning. The phone rang. "Susan? Are you coming in to work today?" "Uh." Susan replied. "Never mind, honey. I'll send the car to pick you up. Should be there in 20 minutes. Don't forget that I need you for that Honeywell meeting this afternoon. I love you. Bye." She looked and her computer was still on. The chat room was up and running and Joe was there. "I see you made it home all right." He typed. "Yes. But I just got the strangest phone call." she replied. "I know. Since Larry McWilliams is gone, we changed things as if he never existed. Edward Mellson, former VP of Finance is now the owner of the company. And you are his personal secretary. And his fiance." Susan checked her hand and she was indeed wearing a wedding ring. It was beautiful. She smiled. "Thank you." She typed. "You're welcome. You may hear from me from time to time. I expect to know that you are helping to populate YOUR race. :-) Take care Susan." Joe signed off. Susan signed off and headed to get dressed. She knew it was going to be a wonderful day. The End