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A Tidy Solution
By Caleb Blake
Victor and Lara were a strange couple, even before Victor started
pestering Lara about Magic Depot. Victor was a researcher,
currently out of work and Lara a laboratory assistant who could
have done great things with Victor's credentials. Their marriage
was strained by their finances and by Victor's kinkiness, neither
of which Lara appreciated.
He had been after her for thirteen years to dominate him, and
even though she had tried it on a few occasions, it never
satisfied him as much as his fantasies because she wasn't into
it.
When the Magic Depot opened up in Houston, he was pining to go.
She even drove him; Victor couldn't drive anymore since his
multiple sclerosis had worsened. He oohed and aahed over several
items, but Lara being practical, told him that Christmas was just
around the corner and maybe if he was a good boy, Santa might
bring him something.
Christmas arrived and he was very disappointed upon opening his
presents to find nothing from Magic Depot. When preparing anti-
M.S. drug for injection, Lara smiled and offered to do it like
when he first started taking the Copaxone. But, she didn't give
him the anti-M.S. medication. Instead, she sampled his DNA and
then injected him with her DNA, which she had mixed with
something she'd secretly bought at Magic Depot.
"Now, thanks to Magic Depot, we'll see if what's good for the
goose is good for the gander; actually, we'll both be geese-try
and remember what it felt like to be a gander, if you can."
Victor started to say something and then shut his mouth as the
transformation started. It wasn't long before there were two
Laras. The real Lara grinned down at her double and whispered,
"Merry Christmas!" Then she brought her clone to an earth-
shattering climax using her tongue.
"Wait just a minute, 'Nette, I've got something else for you, and
you haven't even thanked me for your first present yet!" Lara
grinned and slipped out of the room.
Victor lay there dumbfounded; he was transformed into a duplicate
of his wife and they had just had incredible lesbian sex. But why
had she called him 'Nette?
Lara reentered the room and took what looked like a dildo out of
a plastic bag. It was a very realistic dildo with a scrotal sac.
'Nette gaped as Lara pressed it firmly to her pubic area. Then
'Nette goggled as the dildo began to get erect.
"Another little thing I picked up at the Depot, my sweet," Lara
purred. And then she was mounting and entering 'Nette.
'Nette gasped as the magical symbiotic penis penetrated her. Then
she moaned. She cried, "Oh God!"
Lara smiled wickedly and said, "Like it? So do I."
'Nette was in the throes of a climax, but she clearly said, "Yes,
YES!"
And, a minute later, Lara was thrusting hard into 'Nette and
coming.
In the afterglow, Lara examined 'Nette's body. You look younger
and slimmer than I do. Why is that?"
'Nette said, "Hey, hey, hey, hey, it was the DNA that made me
this way!"
Lara frowned, and said, "Quoting Queen at a time like this."
"But it is true. The DNA you injected me with, mixed with the
Magic Depot reagents, produces a body without the ravages of time
and bad, unhealthy living. I looked it up. I'm surprised you
didn't."
"Good," mouthed Lara under her breath as she injected herself
with the vial of Victor's DNA mixed with the transformation
solution."
"Hey, how am I supposed to change back?" cried 'Nette.
"Well, you're not, until after we buy another kit" calmly replied
Lara. And then the transformation started. It was amazing to
watch, 'Nette thought, despite herself.
As Victor, he had been having erectile difficulties lately due to
the multiple sclerosis, but the Victor Lara had transformed into
didn't have any. He had entered 'Nette. Since each was in a
differently gendered body for the first time, their libidos were
awesome. They made love over and over again, until finally a
thought crossed 'Nette's mind.
"What happens if I get pregnant in this body?" gasped the woman
Victor had become.
The man Lara had become smiled and said, "You know the
Republicans, no abortions for transformed individuals!"
Then the man Lara had become told 'Nette not to worry about it;
she'd make an excellent birth-mother and he would be making a
good living from the discoveries they had just made. And after
the baby is born, we can switch back, okay?"
'Nette said "What discoveries?"
"Well, by the way call me by your old middle name, first of all,
'Nette!"
'Netter angrily shouted, "What fuckin' discoveries, Vaughn?"
"I don't have M.S., but you did. It is, as had been hypothesized,
not entirely genetic."
"Fuck!" replied 'Nette. That should be good for a job AND, if you
follow it up right, the Nobel Prize!"
"I know, I'm calling Magic Depot right now," replied Vaughn.
They had to go in for exams by the staff of Magic Depot, but
Vaughn landed a great job as Assistant Principal Investigator in
the Department of Molecular Biology. While they were still there,
one of the techs whispered something in Vaughn's ear.
"What did he just tell you?" 'Nette asked.
"He wanted to know if we knew you were pregnant yet," calmly
replied Vaughn.
"What?' screamed 'Nette.
"Calm down," soothed Vaughn. "Remember what I told you before.
Besides, how would you like some kink now, you naughty little
girl?"
"Well, could we as least leave your new place of employment
first?" said 'Nette hesitatingly.
They quickly left and went home. Vaughn motioned for 'Nette to
get on her knees. She gracefully assumed the position in front of
Vaughn and then reached for the zipper on his trousers. But
Vaughn smacked her hand. 'Netter slowly removed her hand from
Vaughn's zipper and then bent her head toward the floor. Vaughn
smiled and buckled a black leather collar, complete with shiny
silver rings attached to it, around 'Nette's neck. And then he
locked it and pulled 'Nette to her feet.
"Remember that ridiculous slavery contract you wanted to sign for
me when I was Lara?" glowered Vaughn. "I'm going to rewrite it
and you'll sign it now!"
"Yes, Master," replied 'Nette.
"Good slave," replied Vaughn. "I've changed my mind; you'll sign
it after we get back from Body Language."
"Yes, Master," replied slave 'Nette.
At Body Language, slave 'Nette was branded with VB (for Vaughn
Burkholder) on her left buttock. On her right buttock, she
received a tattoo that read SLAVE.
"You still haven't thanked me yet," whispered Vaughn.
"Oh, Thank You Master," gushed slave 'Nette.
"Don't call me that again; I'm tired of it-It makes me feel like
we're in a bad horror movie," snapped Vaughn.
"Yes, of course not; how shall I address you?" asked slave
'Nette.
"As Dear," replied Vaughn. "And you shall be called pookie."
"Yes, Dear," murmured pookie.
Months passed and pookie's pregnancy progressed wonderfully.
Finally, pookie was in Labor and Delivery; Vaughn looked so
proud. He had just gotten promoted and now his wife was having a
baby. The delivery was uneventful, and soon, a healthy baby boy
was handed to pookie by the nurse.
They took the infant home and Vaughn made screwdrivers for them
to drink.
"So, when are you changing me back?' asked pookie.
"I'm not," said Vaughn.
pookie said, "Wait a minute, you've had your fun; you promised
that after the baby was born that you would."
"Oh no, Honey, I think you'll make a much better mother than me;
I know I make a better scientist than you ever did. Plus, I'm not
disabled with this DNA, whereas you were. Added bonus, I'm even
kinky now as a man. Don't you think that it is better this way?"
pookie had to agree with him.
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