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Magician's Assistant 7: Tomfoolery
By Deane Christopher
Edited by Steve Zink
Copyrighted: 2001
"Hey!" Jasmine quipped as she and that lesbian lover-girl of
hers waited for the waitress to bring them their breakfast
selections that Saturday morning. "I just thought of something!"
"And, what - Pray tell! - is that?" Mary casually asked.
"Well... and let me first preface this by saying right up front
that I wouldn't have it any other way! You know, because I love
you! And, I can't envision my life without you in it! But... and
this is a big one! Given this sexual - Oh! What's the word I'm
looking for?"
"Symbiosis!" Mary quizzically offered.
"That's it! Symbiosis! Okay! Given this sexual symbiosis of ours
- you know, where you feel what I feel and vice versa! - I think
it's pretty much a given that we're more or less stuck with each
other! If - that is! - you know what I mean... I mean, think
about it! Were one or the other of us to stray from the straight
and narrow and have an affair, given this wacky but nevertheless
extremely enjoyable sexual symbiosis of ours, the other would
know it right from the get-go! You know, as in our rather unique
case, eatin' would be cheatin'!"
"Oh!" Mary said as she reached up under her skirt and drew her
middle finger up along the nylon-encased swath of her own
vagina. "I never thought of it like that! But, you're right,
sweetums! I guess we are kind of stuck with each other..."
"Mary!" Jasmine, having experienced a searing sexual jolt from
Mary's admittedly crass action of playing a crass game of
stink-finger with herself, exclaimed in a muted whisper.
"Would you please stop it!"
"Stop what?" Mary sadistically queried, as she repeated her
prior action.
"Playing with yourself!"
"And, why - May I ask? - would you want me to do that?"
"Because, you're getting me all hot and bothered!"
"I am, am I?"
"Yes! And, you know you are! So, please! Do me a favor! Stop it
right now!"
"And, if I don't?"
"Then, you'd best be prepare to finish what you started!"
"Okay! Since it looks like our waitress is about to bring us our
breakfast, I'll be a good girl and stop for the time being!"
"Thank you! I would really appreciate it if you did..."
Though they had already tacitly acknowledged the fact that as
soon as Jeff received his divorce decree the two of them would
wed, Jeff made it officially the next day when he proposed.
Mary, replying that as far as she was concerned the two of them
were already as good as married, happily accepted. Several hours
later, after Jeff was once again operating as the blonde
bombshell Jasmine, Mary accessed her ring's magic and thereby
caused her vagina to transsexual itself into an exact facsimile
of her lover's manhood. Concurrently, as a direct result of
Mary's action, Jasmine's mental make-up did a flip-flop; turning
the emerald eyed sexpot into the epitome of a mentally attuned
female. Whereupon Mary, spurred on by that newly acquired male
libido of hers, got down on one knee and taking Jasmine's hand
in hers, proceeded on to make her own proposal of marriage.
Enjoying the irony of moment, a blushing Jasmine giddily
accepted; saying as she did so that she wanted nothing more than
be Mary's wife! Husband! Or, whatever!
Later that Sunday afternoon, while the two of them were at Wal
Mart picking up a few feminine hygiene products that Mary had
forgotten to pack, on a whim, Mary added a bridal magazine to
the pile of items she wished to purchase.
"Oh!" Jeff said as they began to make their way across the
parking lot. "So, I take it that you're going to start planning
our wedding?"
"No! I'm not going to start planning our wedding! We're going to
start planning our wedding! That's to say that Jasmine and I are
going to start planning our wedding! And, guess what! The two of
us are going to start tonight! Right after dinner!"
"We are?"
"No! We aren't! But, Jasmine and I are! You see, dear!" Mary
playfully teased. "Given your feminine alter ego's magical
ability to dicker around with whatever you're wearing, I figure
that we can spend an hour or so having you model wedding dresses
for me!"
"You're not actually serious about that, are you?" an
incredulously dubious Jeff responded.
"I most certainly am! And, if you're good little girl and don't
give me a hard way to go about all of this, I might see my way
clear to tickling that new fancy of yours afterwards,
sweetums..."
"You're not seriously thinking about getting married in
something as skimpy as this?" Jasmine exclaimed as she got an
eyeful of herself decked out in a shimmering and extremely
provocative white satin teddy and veil ensemble."
"No... You're right, Jeffrey-poo-bear! I'm not!" Mary impishly
intoned as she mentally called on the magic that her ring
granted her access to later that Sunday evening.
"But, what I am serious about is having my way with you,
sweetcheeks! So, what do you say! How 'bout getting on the
stick! You know, both figuratively and literally..."
As expected, Jeff took a lot of ribbing from his coworkers on
Monday morning about how he had spent a good portion of the
previous Thursday evening as the little sexpot that Magatrix the
Magnificent had turned him into. Throughout the day, people
would casually stop by his cubicle and, after throwing a
light-hearted gibe or two, they would wax a little serious in
order to assuage their curiosity by inquiring into how Jeff felt
about his time spent as a female. Oddly enough, the very same
coworkers that poked the most fun at Jeff in a group situation,
tended to be the most curious, congenial and down right
sympathetic in a one-on-one conversation. And, though most did
so guardedly and only after securing Jeff's solemn promise not
to repeat what they were about to tell him, quiet a few of the
guys actually admitted to the fact that they were a tad bit
envious of Jeff; implying - mostly by innuendo - that they would
jump at the chance for a similar experience.
Having spent a good portion of the weekend discussing the
various matters that revolved around their newfound magical
abilities, Mary and Jeff came to the mutual agreement to keep
everything pertaining to that ever so erotic aspect of their
lives their little secret. No one needed to know that Magatrix
had made it possible for Jeff to change his sexual affiliation
whenever he wished to or, that he was now committed to spending
a minimum of at least six hours out of every twenty four as a
member in good standing of the fairer sex. Nor, did anyone need
to ever know that Mary could, in like fashion, elect to sport a
penis over that trusty little honey-pot of hers.
If, at some future point in their lives, they wished to
selectively inform others of their unique abilities, they could
do so. But, until such an eventuality developed that would make
such an announcement necessary, they had agreed to remain mute
on the subject. Jeff, when Jasmine, would therefore be
introduced by Mary to her family, friends, coworkers and other
such acquaintances as Jeffrey Gibson's non-existent sister and
later, once the two of them tied the nuptial knot, Mary's best
friend and sister-in-law.
Later that afternoon, once all the hubbub surrounding Jeff's
girlification had pretty much run its' course, Mary decided it
was time for her to have a little harmless fun at her soulmate's
expense. Having thought the matter through, somewhere in and
around two thirty, Mary slipped out of her own cubical and made
straight way for a far less frequented ladies room located one
floor above that upon which her company's offices were situated.
There, after first relieving herself, Mary, employing the middle
finger of her right hand as the instrument of her lover's
undoing, deftly inserted it within the multiple folds of her
vagina and, locating the nub of her clit, began to ever so
dexterously caress the living shit out it.
Jeff, upon experiencing the initial harmonic jolt of Mary's
self-target manipulations, frantically clamored, 'Holy shit!
Just what in the hell is she thinking...'
A minute later, coming over one of the shared side walls of his
cubical, Jeff heard his friend Mat inquire, "Hey, pal! Are you
all right over there?"
"Yeah..." Jeff managed through gritted teeth. "Everything's
fine!"
"Well, if everything's fine," Mat continued on to say as he
poked his head over the wall, "what's with all the moanin' and
groanin'? I mean, if I didn't know better, I'd thought you were
over here playing with yourself... Hey! On second thought! Given
that bulge you've got in your pants, maybe you were playing with
yourself! I mean, while it makes no difference to me what you
do, a word to the wise, guy! You better watch yourself! You
know, before one of our more militant female cohorts files a
sexual harassment charge against you! You know, as thin-skinned
and reactionary as some of these bra-burning man-haters that we
have working around here have been here of late! I mean, just
last week the boss chewed me out because that mealy-mouth bitch
Beatrice down in accounting said I made an off-color joke down
in the breakroom..."
"Hey, Mat!" Jeff groaned as he lamely struggled to his feet.
"Look! I'd loved to shoot the shit with ya'! But, I've really
hit the head! Okay?"
"Sure, pal!" Mat nonchalantly said as his head disappeared below
the wall. "No problem! I'll catch you later..."
Though it took everything he had and them some, Jeff somehow
managed to hobble through the warren of cubicles to the rear of
the room where Mary's work-group was situated.
'Shit!' Jeff thought finding an empty cubical. 'Shit! Shit!
Shit! Shit! SHIT! 'Damn! I wonder where the hell she is!' Then,
it dawned on him. 'She's in ladies room, I'll bet...' Jeff did
not have a lot options open to him. His pecker was as hard as a
rock and if Mary did not cease and desist playing with herself
soon, he knew that he was going to have a real mess on his
hands, so to speak. The men's room was his only recourse under
the circumstances. Trouble was: he doubted that he could get
there in time. And, as fate would have it, he was proven right.
Not ten feet from the men's room door, his penis erupted,
shooting sperm all over his lower abdomen and soaking the living
shit out of underpants and noticeably darkening the crotch area
of the black Levi's he was wearing.
"Thanks a heap, smartass!" Jeff dourly quipped as he and Mary
began to make their way across their company's parking lot en
route to his car. "I'll have you know that I didn't appreciate
that little prank you pulled on me today in the least little
bit!
"You didn't?" Mary's retort was impishly couched.
"No!" Jeff was emphatic. "I didn't! And, I want you to promise
me that you will never do what you did to me today ever again!"
Contritely, Mary replied, "All right, sweetcheeks! I promise: I
will never play around with my you-know-what while the two of us
are at work ever again..."
And, to Mary's credit, she staunchly adhered to her promise.
However, what she did to Jeff the next day at work, while not
nearly as dramatic, might have been a whole lot more diabolical.
Cunningly, Mary waited until she, along with the rest of her
work-group, were securely sequestered within the conference room
for a full day of training on a new time accounting process
before she pulled the proverbial rug out from under Jeff. Using
the magical wherewithal that her ring granted her access to,
Mary caused that "inny" of hers to change into a man's "outy";
hoping that by her doing so Jeff's sexual perspective would
follow suit and do a one eighty.
Though Mary wouldn't know if her ploy worked or not until the
end of the workday, she was amused to hear just how well it had
worked.
"So, tell me! How was your day?" Mary coyly asked as she linked
up with Jeff in the lobby at the end of the day.
"Disquieting, to say the least..."
"Oh, it was, was it? I'm so sorry to hear that..."
"Yeah..." Jeff smirked. "I just bet you are!"
"So, I take it that my little Jeffrey-poo-bear didn't like being
a girl with a guy's body?"
"No! No, I didn't! I felt very discombobulated all day!"
"Oh... I'm very sorry to hear you say that..."
"Yeah!" Jeff, who had spent a good portion of the day planning
how he was going to get even, irately counted. "In a pig's eye
you are! I mean to tell ya', Mary! It was rough! Really rough!
You know, with my mind all out of sync with my body! You see, I
don't think Magatrix took into account your pulling something
like this! That's to say that she didn't provide me with any -
What you might call! - compensation software! You know, like she
did to help me deal with the incongruity of my being a guy with
a girl's body! In other words, when you went and changed your
vagina into a pecker, I was on own! You know, as in it was
virgin territory! You know, forcing me to pretty much wing it!
I mean to tell you! I really had to watch it! You know, as far
as my mannerisms go! You know, so that people didn't start
thinking I was some sort of limp-wristed gay-bird or something!
Just crossing my legs caused me no end of problems! You know,
because I kept wanting to do it like a girl does it! You know,
and not like a guy does it! Plus, I really had to watch the way
I walked! You know, as in I found that if I didn't concentrate
on what I was doing, I end up swishing my hips! You know, like
I do when I'm Jasmine! Then, there's the vocabulary business! I
mean, I don't know if you are aware of this or not, but my
vocabulary changes along with the sexual orientation of my
mind!"
"You know something?" Mary mused. "Now that you mention it, I
guess it does at that! I mean, while I never took note of it
before, you're right! You do have a tendency to use different
words when your mind's that of a female! So, tell me! How'ya
handle it today? You know, with you being a girl fitted out with
a guy's body?"
"Basically, I stayed in my cubical! You know, as in I didn't
venture out of it unless I absolutely had to!"
"So, what did you do about lunch? I mean, you did go out, didn't
you?"
"Yeah... I went out all right! I drove over to McDonalds and,
instead of going inside to eat, I just went through the drive
through! Then, after I got my food, I came back here and ate
lunch in cubicle!"
"You poor, poor thing..." Mary sarcastically scoffed. "So, tell
me! You know, because I'm really curious about this! How'd it
feel going to the bathroom?"
"Oh, that! All I can say is: it felt really icky! I mean,
irregardless of the fact that I've been peeing as a guy all my
life, as crazy as this might sound, it felt really strange! You
know, as in it didn't feel right! You know, standing up to take
a leak..."
"So, how can I make it up to you, sweetums?" Mary said as she
fastened her seatbelt.
"Well, since you seem bent on being the man of the house
today..." Jeff said as he triggered the magic that turned him
into Jasmine. "You can start off by taking me out to dinner! You
know, to someplace nice! Then, maybe, when we get home, I might
be able to see my way clear to letting you make love to me..."
Jeff got his comeuppance on Wednesday.
Shortly after nine, Jeff got up and, popping his head over the
wall that their two cubicles shared, informed his buddy Mat that
he was going to hit the head and that should anyone be looking
for him, he would be back directly. Then, having done that,
instead of using the men's room that was located just down the
hall, Jeff took the elevator all the way down to the building
sub-basement level two. There, he afforded himself of a restroom
that he knew from past experience saw little use. Entering the
last stall in the line-up, he locked the door; dropped his
drawers and parked his butt on the ceramic throne.
Having drained the dragon, Jeff closed his eyes and accessed the
magical wherewithal that turned him into his feminine alter ego.
Wasting no time whatsoever, Jasmine began to fondle her right
breast with her left hand while concurrently fingering her clit
with her right one.
Four floors above, Mary realized that she had been royally had.
Her first thought was to get up and make a beeline for the
ladies room. Trouble was, though she made several attempts to
get up from her chair, Mary was quick to realize that she would
never make it. That meant that she no alternative. She would
simply have to remain in her cubical where she would have to
gird her loins and just grin and bear it. And, that was going to
be rough. As much as she hated the fact, Mary freely admitted
that, when it came to sex, she was both a screamer and a
squealer.
'Damn him!' Mary fumed as she labored to stifle herself from
verbalizing the excruciating amounts of carnal pleasure that
careened and cavorted within her.
"Okay, smartass!" Mary said when Jeff came to collect her for
lunch. "I give in! You win! You've more than proved your point!
Believe me! I've more than learned my lesson! And, I promise -
A cross your heart and hope to die kind of promise! - that I
won't do anything like that ever again! Fact is: I was wrong to
have ever started the whole silly thing to begin with! So - I
implore you! - can we please call it quits now? Or, are we going
to keep this up until one of us ends up getting really
embarrassed?"
"Well..." Jeff counted thoughtfully. "You are one up on me...
You know, considering what you did to me on both Monday and
Tuesday... But, I guess, given what I put you through this
morning, I'm willing to call us all even-Steven and let it go at
that if you are..."
"You know something, sweetums?" Mary purred as she and Jasmine
cuddled together on the sofa that evening. "I really do love
you."
Snuggling in a little closer, Jasmine replied, "Well... I must
say: that's nice to know! You know, because it more or less goes
without saying that I love you too! But, I do have a question!
Who do you love more? Me or Jeff?"
"Well... given that you're both one and the same person, I guess
I'd have to say that I love both of your persona's equally.
However, what I will say is: when it comes our making love, I
kind of like it when my Jeffrey-poo-bear makes love to me! And,
by the same token, as shameless as it is for me to say this, I
thoroughly enjoy making you squeal and squirm like you do me...
Now, don't go getting the wrong idea, sweetcheeks! I mean, while
I really enjoy having a man's 'thingie' every now and again -
you know, to stick up inside of you! - when push comes to shove,
I'd much rather have your 'thingie' stuck up inside of me! You
know, rather than the other way around! However... And, I know
you hate like hell to talk about this when your mind's male! You
know, like it is now! But, I've got to be honest with you and
tell you! I absolute love it when you go down on me! You know,
and give me a blow-job... You know something?" Mary chuckled as
she triggered the magic that reconfigured her primary sexual
equipment into that of a man's while at the same time saddling
Jasmine with a thoroughly feminine outlook on life. "Speaking of
blow-jobs, I do believe that I go for one of those right about
now!"
Given the sexual about-face that Jasmine's mental mindset had
just undergone, she was more than eager to comply with her
soulmate's request.
To Mary's credit, once her needs were attended to, she changed
that penis of hers back into a vagina as she concurrently
entreated Jasmine to revert back to being Jeff. Where upon, she
returned the favor by performing the selfless act of fellatio on
the man she was hopelessly and thoroughly in love with.
Later that evening, as the two young women snuggled under the
covers, savoring the soothing warm-fuzzies of a post
multi-orgasmic bliss, Jasmine dreamily declared, "You know
something, Mary? This - whatever you want to call it kind of
relationship of ours - is really perverted?"
"Yes... It most certainly is... But, as perverted as it is: it's
wonderful, isn't it?"
"Oh, yeah! It most certainly is!" Jasmine cooed. "And, I
wouldn't trade what we have for anything in the world!"
"Nether would I, sweetcheeks! Neither would I..."
Epilogue
Though it took two and a half months longer than was legally
mandated, a very relieved Jeff finally received his divorce
decree in the mail. The following Friday, in a simple civil
ceremony performed at the local courthouse, Jeff and Mary were
wed. Four months later, with Mary looking every bit the blushing
bride in an elegantly understated wedding dress and Jeff,
looking dapper in a rented tuxedo, the two of them repeated
their vows before an ordained minister and in the presence of
their family and friends. Then, after an informal reception in
the church hall that was thrown together by Mary's family, Mat,
who had stood as Jeff's best man, drove the happy couple to a
hotel situated just a short hop, skip and a jump from the
airport. The next morning, having spent the night as traditional
husband and wife, without Jasmine putting in an appearance
whatsoever, Jeff and Mary took the hotel's shuttle service over
to the airport where they boarded a plane for a week's stay in
Cancun, Mexico.
Arriving at the resort hotel they had painstaking selected, they
checked in and, upon receiving their keycards, headed straight
way for their accommodations. Making a quick check to ensures
that no one was watching, Mary playfully instructed Jeff to pull
a one eighty and change into Jasmine. As he did so, Mary
accessed her own magically wherewithal and, though it was far
from apparent, became for all intents and purposes, a manly man.
Then, having slipped her credit card sized keycard into the
locking mechanism's card scanner to gain access to the room,
Mary, mimicking Jeff's action of the night before, manfully
hoisted Jasmine into her arms and strode briskly into their
room. With an impassioned kiss to serve as a teasing
distraction, she unceremoniously dumped her soulmate upon the
bed. With instructions issued for that lover-girl of hers to
change into something scandalously seductive, Mary turned and
said back over her shoulder that she would see to their luggage;
suggesting as she did so, that Jasmine had best prepare herself
to be ravaged - up one side and down the other!
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