Altered Fates: Chris And Marissa free porn video

Hello I've submitted stories before as Lisa, Alyssa's Magic, Strings, and the Gift of Dreams here is a story that has been on Jennifer's site for a long time and I'm finally submitting it here, It is an Altered Fates Story. Altered Fates: Chris and Marissa By Rena Marissa Moore was having a bad week. She had just been laid off from her job as a receptionist for a small software company. It wasn't a great job, but it paid the bills. The company had been purchased by a slightly larger firm, a firm that already had a receptionist and wasn't in need of another. She had sat around for the last two days watching TV, crying a little and thinking about why this had to happen to her. Marissa wasn't one who stayed down long. Today she spent her morning at the unemployment office. That bureaucratic hell would have drained her of all hope and energy if it weren't for one bright spot. The unemployment office suggested she get involved in one of their retraining programs. There was a program that would let her continue to receive unemployment payments while she went to computer school. She had a lot of stuff to look over this evening and a lot to think about. She decided to take a walk and mull over her options for the future. A short drive from where she lived was her favorite state park. The park is on the water and the rocky beaches were rarely crowded. It's a beautiful place to take a walk, stare out to sea and just be alone. She began her walk listing all her faults, mentally chastising herself for the direction her life is taking. She had just lost her job. She was turning 30 next week. She was overweight. Since she had been married 8 years ago she had put on almost 60 pounds. She used to be in great shape, but now she felt she was huge at 5'6" and 180 pounds. Her marriage started to get in trouble because Chris, her husband was always travelling. Now, when he was home, they rarely ever had sex because Marissa was embarrassed by the way she looked. Chris still loved her and thought she was still beautiful telling so all the time, but his kind words just bounced off her skin. Marissa walked along the rocky beach hopping over some bundles of kelp trying to get in the mood of the beautiful autumn day. She put thoughts of her marriage on hold for a moment and considered her career. She decided in her mind that she would set off in a new direction and start the computer training. She hopped over another bundle of kelp buoyed by the thought that at least one thing might be looking up. She didn't quite jump high enough and kicked the kelp with her left foot. When she did this she saw something hidden where the kelp had been. Half buried in the sand was a long gold necklace with a medallion on the end. She unburied it, washed it off in the water and examined it. It was very old looking, maybe an antique of some sort. Then she looked closer, maybe a cheap costume jewellery antique. Marissa looked around to see if anyone was near that might have dropped it. She was the only person on the beach. She put the medallion in her pocket thinking to herself that maybe it could be worth something if it was cleaned up. Maybe tomorrow she could take it to get appraised and see if it is worth anything or look in the paper to see if anybody is looking for it. Finishing her walk in a decidedly better mood she drove home. When she got home she cooked herself a frozen dinner and then received a call from her husband. They talked about how his trip was going and she told him about how unemployment had turned out. All in all they spent 10 minutes saying not much of anything to each other then said I love you and it was done. Marissa paced around the house feeling a little antsy. She got like this whenever she was about to start on something new. When she felt this way, she needed to get things organized. Looking around the house she decided it was time to stop holding on to her "skinny:" clothes and just accept who she was. She went to her bedroom opened up her closet and decided to clean house. She started by squatting in front of the closet to get some clothes that had fallen off their hangers and were bunched up on the bottom of the closet. As she did this she felt the large medallion in her pocket squishing against her hip, so she took it out and put it on, to get it out of the way. She reached in the messy closet and the first thing she pulled out was an old skirt that she used to love to wear, but that had become increasingly tighter. As a result she hadn't worn it in over a year. She held it up against herself and looked in the mirror, thinking there is no way this will ever fit. She was looking for the label inside the skirt to see the size she used to wear when the skirt brushed up against the medallion. A tingling feeling encompassed her entire body. She sat down on the bed feeling a bit odd, almost like she was shrinking then a warmth passed from her toes to her head. When she stood back up she felt a bit odd. The first thing she noticed was how loose her pants felt. She walked over and looked in the mirror hardly believing what she saw. The image staring back at her was noticeably thinner, probably by about thirty pounds. She turned this way and that amazed at the change. Still in a little bit of shock, and not knowing what else to do, she decided to try on the skirt. She wasn't really surprised when it fit perfectly. She admired herself in the mirror and then noticed something else. She couldn't be sure, but the image in the mirror looked a little less tired, a little more vibrant, a little less old than she normally appeared. She started pacing back and forth in room thinking things like this can't happen. People don't just put on a skirt and lose 30 pounds. Then she thought actually, I didn't put the skirt on I looked at the label and when the skirt touched the medallion. The medallion! That must be it. She had been reading science fiction stories her whole life and to her this seemed like to most logical explanation for an inexplicable event. That gave her another idea. She quickly searched through her closet for the special box. In the top of her closet in the back was a box that contained the sexy outfit she wore for Chris on their wedding night. She quickly threw stuff aside and pulled it out. If the medallion worked with this skirt, imagine what it will do with that. She opened up the box and touched the satiny material to the medallion, but nothing happened. She was disappointed, but hopeful, maybe it needs time to recharge she thought. She held the pale pink camisole in her hand and thought about how they had made love that night. Just thinking about it started to make her horny and then she thought how long it had been since they had sex. She started touching her new svelte self and before long she was on the bed naked pleasing herself to the thoughts of their wedding night. She fell asleep in the warm afterglow. Late the next morning she woke up to the sound of birds and sunlight high in the sky. She hadn't slept much since she was fired and her first thought was how great it is to finally feel rested. She looked at the bedside alarm clock and saw she had slept almost 13 hours. Realizing all the events of last night she jumped out of bed and looked in the mirror. To her great joy, she still appeared to be slightly younger and 30 pounds slimmer. She didn't know what changed her, but it would be fine if she never changed back. Turning around with a big smile on her face she saw her clothes at the foot of her bed and also the negligee. She figured 'what the hell' and picked up the camisole touching it to the medallion that still dangled around her neck. Once again she felt the tingling on her skin and the wave of warmth pass from her head to her toes. She sat down for a minute or two enjoying the sensations of the change. When she got up and looked at herself in the mirror she saw she had lost another 30 pounds and another couple of years. She looked like the 22 year-old bride that had made love to Chris on that wedding night. She was ecstatic, it was the medallion after all. Now she needed to figure out how long it took to recharge. Well, she would enjoy this body for a couple of hours and then try to change back every hour on the hour. She took a shower admiring her toned younger body and while towelling dry she couldn't help sneaking glances of herself in the mirror. She hung around the house watching TV, reading and just enjoying her new, or to be more precise "old" look and feel. Thoughts about going out to show off her new body popped into her head, but were quickly vetoed. What if she ran into her friends or relatives? They would have a lot of questions about the results of her rapid weight loss, youth restoration program. After 6 hours she reluctantly touched the medallion to her old clothes. When nothing happened she was relieved and scared and went on to try again on the hour, every hour. At hour twelve she changed back to her older chubbier self. Now that she knew what she possessed she formulated a plan in her head. Over the next several months she slowly used her old clothes to change into younger slimmer versions of herself. She also found by experimenting with store bought clothes that she could make herself taller or shorter, change her hair length or color with different hats and hairbands, or change her breast size by buying different bras. Putting on clothes someone else had worn caused her to become that person. She found this out by taking home a jacket her friend had left at school. Six months from first finding the medallion she was 5'8" and 130 pounds and feeling great about herself. Everybody told her how great she looked and because it had been done gradually no one seemed to notice the extra couple of inches of height. Soon thereafter, she graduated from her computer training classes. It had been easier than she thought. She had a college degree and had taken some computer classes while working at the software company. She also had picked some stuff up while she was there. She took her new skills and confidence into her first job interview and was offered the job during the interview. Soon her income alone equalled what she and Chris used to make together and that a lot left at the end of the month to play her games. The only thing that wasn't so great was her marriage. Chris and Marissa had settled into a habit of spending time apart and abstaining from sex. Despite the many recent changes in her life Marissa couldn't seem to break this habit. Chris was still away a lot on business and leaving Marissa alone to enjoy her fantasies. The secret fantasies she played out while Chris was on business trips were usually satisfying. Trying out different looks and bodies. A couple of times she even became a man to see what it was like and was surprised by actually liking the experience of being a hairy penis-having beast. When Chris was home she wished he was more interested in sex with her. Several times she considered letting him in on her little secret, but his disinterest in things sexual changed her mind. Then again, maybe it would spice things up a bit. One Friday evening, Chris was again leaving for a weeklong business trip and Marissa had planned some fun stuff. She kissed him goodbye as he walked out the door and was almost shaking with excitement as she walked to the bedroom listening to his car drive away. She went to the attic and pulled out the box from her chest. She had accumulated quite a collection of different clothes in the months since getting this medallion. The outfit she dug out she had been waiting to try since it had come, along with several others, in the mail 2 days after Chris came back from his last business trip. She brought the box to the bedroom. She giggled to herself as she took it out of the box and touched it to the medallion. It was kind of a silly fantasy, but she thought it would be fun. She hadn't been very popular in high school. She was pretty, but very very shy. With academic success in college Confidence seemed to flow into her soul. Then somehow she lost it again until recently. The high school regrets still nagged her from time to time. She still wished she had believed in herself more and tried out for the cheerleader squad. She had done a lot of introspection these last few months and found out some stuff about herself she didn't know before. One of these facts was that the fantasy of being dressed in a cheerleading outfit teasing all the boys, maybe getting one to carry her books and pom-poms, just turned her on. So, she put on the high school cheerleading uniform, actually one from her school, that she ordered through the mail order catalog. She touched the outfit to the medallion along with a slightly larger bra then she normally wore. Closing her eyes she let the feelings of change overtake her body. She looked at herself in the mirror excited about being Suzy Cheerleader for the next 12 hours. She looked at her image in the mirror and liked the changes she saw. She looked like a shorter, bustier 16 year-old version of herself. She had ordered the outfit a little small, but at 5'1" she was shorter that she expected. Her breasts were a C cup compared to her usual B and barely needed the bra as perky as firm as they were. She looked and felt very cute. She was so enamored by her new image that she didn't hear the front door open. She turned sideways to get a profile of her new breasts and was extremely surprised to see Chris standing in the bedroom door. He looked at the cute little cheerleader in front of him and was utterly stunned almost beyond words. He managed to mumble "My flight was cancelled," in response to the question she never asked. A long silent stare between them was finally broken by his words. "How do you look so young, and your breasts and, you're short!" He said surprised into inaction. He started breathing heavy and she walked over to him, noticing how much taller he now seemed. She put her arm around him and led him to the bed. "Well, It's this magic medallion." She said holding up the medallion and trying to keep her voice calm, "It can change me." She said. He was still staring at the cute teenager in the cheerleading outfit that looked so much like his wife. "What ARE you talking about?!" He shouted. "No need to yell honey, here, I'll show you." She reached into the closet and pulled out something she had been thinking about trying on him for weeks. Like Marissa Chris was a packrat and various memories of his life were stored in the attic and in the basement. When she was searching for things to wear for her fantasies, she found a picture of Chris graduating from grammar school. She thought the 13 year-old Chris was so cute. She was very pleased to also find his graduation robe from that ceremony. As she put the medallion around his neck she touched it to this robe. Chris felt tingling and then warmth from his head to his toes. He then felt himself shrinking. When it was finished he had shrunk from his previous 6' height to an inch shorter than his wife. The height he was when graduating from eighth grade. He almost tripped walking in his too long pants and big shoes as he walked over to the mirror. The 13-year old face staring at him in the mirror looked a little scared and very very surprised. "How did you do this?" he said his adolescent voice cracking. "This medallion is magic, I found it on the beach. Don't worry we can change back, but we're like this for another 12 hours. So, if you don't mind, we might as well have some fun." Her teenage hormones were kicking into gear. She walked over to him nibbled on his ear and whispered, "I like younger boys." That was enough to get him immediately hard. His pubescent hormones quickly brought him to a level of excitement he hadn't felt in a long time. Forgetting about asking more questions, about finding out more information, about anything but how cute his wife looked and how horny he was he said "I've never made it with a cheerleader," still embarrassed by the cracking in his voice. That was all Marissa needed. She knew the boy that was her husband was all hers. She took the dominant role kissing him and sticking her tongue in his mouth. Rubbing his erection through his pants she felt his orgasm within a minute. Chris had forgotten how sensitive his penis was at that young age. "Aww, poor little Chris had an accident," She said. "Well don't think you're done with me," she said placing his hand on her breast. Soon they were naked on the bed. Chris also forgot how quick he could recover as he quickly got erection. They made love several times that night stopping for brief rests and finally to sleep. They both knew that this was the best sex in years. Marissa was the first to wake up the next morning. She looked at how cute the sleeping Chris looked in the bed, coming up with different ideas for this weekend. She looked at the alarm clock realizing it had been over 12 hours since the last change. She picked up the medallion and put it on deciding to put on one of her favorite bodies. It had taken some experimenting to get the right combination of clothing to get her body into this next form. Once she went through all the work of choosing the right underwear, accessories and clothes to get a body looking the way she wanted she could store it in any item of clothing she wore while in that body. So she took out the black dress she wore when she last changed into her amazon goddess form and touched it to the medallion. When the changes were complete she had grown a foot and still had her own facial features. She looked like a 6'1" blond athletic version of herself. She had fashioned the body after Gabriella Reece, the volleyball player model. Sleek yet muscular, tall bold and beautiful. She had fantasized many times about being in this body as she met Chris at the door. She imagined herself commanding him to make her come, directing his head between her legs. This body made her feel strong, confident, and powerful. What about Chris? He was still sleeping like a baby. She really wouldn't mind keeping him the short 13 year-old he was now, but she wanted to make at least one change so he didn't have a choice for the next 12 hours and to keep him off balance. A smile crossed her face as she came up with an idea. She went up to the attic and retrieved the items from her chest. Then she quietly snuck back into the bedroom and placed the necklace around the sleeping Chris. She touched the items she bought with her and waited. She hid the condom and the training bra in the bedside dresser and looked at the changes. He still looked much the same except now he had tiny female breasts and a bigger cock. She hoped he would like it. Chris started to wake up slowly then abruptly sat up in bed remembering the events of the night before. When he opened his eyes he saw a tall blonde woman that he barely recognized as his wife. "You've changed again, but," he said taking a quick look at himself, "I'm still the same." "Take a closer look," she said. He walked with her to the mirror feeling small and weak, now that she was almost a foot taller than he was. He looked at himself in the mirror and immediately noticed his larger penis and then noticed his nipples were larger and the area around them was swollen. He touched one to make sure and was rewarded with a pleasurable feeling that directly went to his penis. His penis was standing at attention within seconds. He looked at her and she said, "I thought it might be nice for you to feel how good it feels when you play with my nipples and your little 13 year-old equipment just wasn't doing it for me." He thought to himself. This is going to be fun as he ran at her in an attempt to tickle her into submission. She easily caught his arms, picked him up and tossed him on the bed. She soon had him subdued deciding to tie him to the bed. He struggled, but he was no match for her in the amazon body. She tickled him, teased him and sucked on his new nipples until he was begging for her to let him come. She loved having this control and vowed to do this again someday. She agreed to let him come if he would call her mistress and serve her for the rest of the day. They explored their new roles for the rest of the weekend talked about their relationship and became closer than they had in years. She wished she had brought the medallion to his attention sooner. At the end of the weekend they changed back into their normal selves and immediately made love as themselves for the first time in weeks. With him continuing to play the submissive role, though not to the same degree. They agreed to stay themselves for the week and she hid the medallion so he wouldn't cheat. As the next weekend approached he surprised her by asking, "Could I be a girl this weekend? I'd really like to try being a woman." "I don't know... That really doesn't do much for me," She said thinking over the request. "Well, you haven't had a vacation in a while. Maybe just this once, if you could get next week off and would be willing to be the girl of my choice?" "I can do that, sure. So you'll turn me into a girl?" He said seeming really excited about the idea. She decided to let him dangle a little longer. The idea was starting to appeal to her more as she mulled over some possibilities in her head. "Ask for the time off and I'll see what I can do," she said. He came home from work on Friday looking very excited. "I got the time off, can we do it?" "Why do you want to do it?" she asked. "Well ever since you gave me those breasts I've been thinking about the possibility. The more I think about it the more I like the idea. The more it gets me excited. I think it will be fun." "Okay, we'll start tomorrow morning." She said. Little did he know she got the week off as well. She left work early today and bought some clothes for the bodies they would wear during the upcoming vacation. Chris was really excited and was having some trouble getting to sleep. He was looking forward to the opportunity to see life from the other side. Marissa suggested he take a sleeping pill and since he wanted to be well rested for tomorrows activities he agreed. Soon he was in a deep sleep. Ever since Chris had asked to be changed into a girl Marissa had wondered what type of girl should he be. All kinds of images flashed through her head. Tall mannish butch types to super busty bimbos. She finally decided that cute was the way to go. She took out the college cheerleader uniform she got from the catalog along with the high school one and picked out a combination of panties hair ribbons and to make Chris into the image of a cute young woman. She placed the necklace around his neck and touched it with the items and watched as Chris changed from his normal male self to a cute, petite 20 year-old blond female version of himself. She put the items away and removed and hid the medallion. Then she went to sleep knowing the pills would keep him knocked out for another couple of hours. The next morning Chris was the first to awake he quickly opened his eyes and sat up in bed remembering what was going to happen today. When he did his breasts jiggled and his hair flopped in his face. He quickly got out of bed and had a look at his new self in the mirror. He looked at his face first. He could still see traces of his old face in this one, this face could belong to a sister or cousin, but he was never near this cute. His hair used to be short and brown and now it was blond and descended to his shoulder blades. His softball-sized breasts weren't huge, but they were firm and perky and felt very large on his chest. He looked younger maybe about 20 years old. He looked between his legs and saw a small patch of blonde pubic hair, but nothing else. He was interrupted from his examination hearing Marissa getting out of bed behind him. He turned around to show her the body he was wearing realizing Marissa had made him pretty short. She seemed at least six or seven inches taller 'than his current form. This bothered him for a second and then he thought, but girls are short and now I'm a girl. Besides it wouldn't be for long and it was just around the house. "Marissa, this is great," he said surprised at the sweet high- pitched sound of his new voice. He then turned around and looked in the mirror and had a look at his perfect rear end. "You did turn out as one hot little babe," she said touching the underside of his chin and bringing his eyes up to meet hers. "Well there are some clothes on top of the dresser for you so, let's get dressed and get going," she said as she began to get dressed. "Going, what do you mean going? I'm going out like this? I thought this was just between us," he said looking a little scared. "No, no. You wanted to be a girl, you are going to be a girl for the whole world." "Are you sure about that?" "Yes. It will be fun, just like you said." Marissa went into the bathroom to wash up and Chris looked at the clothes on top of the dresser. A black sleeveless dress, black cardigan sweater, black hose, and a pair of black shoes with a 2 inch heel, what had he got himself into he thought. He struggled getting into the clothes especially the bra and pantyhose, but he managed. When he was done he felt ridiculous wearing these girl clothes. He hadn't really thought the whole idea through. He just thought being a girl would be fun, he didn't consider all the different things it might entail. Now he was stuck this way for a week. Turning to the mirror, he took a long look at his image and didn't feel quite as ridiculous. In fact the feeling of the pantyhose on his smooth legs and dress swishing against his thighs made him feel sexy. He looked good. "Christina you look great," Marissa said coming out of the bathroom. "Christina?" he asked "Yeah, you can't have a guys name looking like you do. So, is Christina all right? Here let me help you with your hair." "Yes" he said, thinking this was going to be a long week. Soon they were leaving the house. After doing his hair Marissa made Chris walk around the house for a while in the heels. At first he was really wobbly, but he quickly improved to simply awkward. As they walked out to the car Marissa told him to get in the passenger seat. He had no driver license as Christina. Marissa had made reservations at a beach resort about a hundred miles from home. After an hour and a half of driving they arrived, quickly checking in and heading for the mall. "Chrissie, we need to get you some clothes," Marissa stated. After a long day of shopping and trying on different skirt, dresses (Marissa wouldn't let her near any pants) and most embarrassingly, bathing suits. Feeling the pain in her feet and the bra-straps gripping into her shoulder, Chris was starting to have second and third thoughts. Maybe this girl thing wasn't a great idea. He didn't like how weak he felt. The four bags of clothes he was carrying he wouldn't have noticed as a guy, but they seemed to weigh a ton in this little body. Everyone treated him different. Girls treated him different, and guys definitely looked at him different and much more often. It bothered him that he was beginning to look at them different. He was still finding girls attractive, but he noticed himself unconsciously looking at guys' butts. All in all it was a very strange day from having to figure out how to pee with the clothes he was wearing, to getting used to the fact that the world seemed a bit bigger now. It didn't make it any easier that Marissa was teasing him the whole time. When Chris finally plopped down on the bed in their hotel room, he was ready to change back. Marissa sat down right next to him and rewarded him with his first woman to woman kiss. "Marissa, it's been 12 hours, can you change me back now?" he asked "You don't like it? Too bad you asked for it," she said "Please," "Hmm, let me think about it," she said kissing him again and starting to fondle his breast. "I change you back on one condition," she said moving her hand up and down his thigh. "You can't try," she said interrupted by his moan as she started rubbing his vagina, "try sex as a woman" She kept kissing and caressing him and it was making Chris feel very good. "Well, it is only for one week," Chris said giving in to his desires. Chris was soon experiencing his first orgasm as a woman. One of many firsts during the week. The first time he was oogled as he walked down the beach in a bikini. First time he had sex with a man. Well, it his wife who swiped a towel from a guy Chris admired at the pool and then Marissa put on his body for an evening. It was alternately fun and awful. Their trip down to Mexico was particularly harrowing for Chris, he never felt as small and vulnerable as he did that day. They were able to establish an identity for Chris, with the Birth certificate and Social Security card of a recently deceased young woman. She was now officially Christina McCaffrey, for the week anyway. Marissa learned of the place to create false identities from an Uncle of hers who was always in trouble. It was one of the reasons she chose this spot to vacation. Marissa insisted on this part so they could use this body again. When it came down to it, at the end of the week Chris was ready to be changed back. It was the last evening of the vacation and they were both a little drunk. Guys had been hitting on the pair all night buying them drinks. Now back in the room Marissa planned to change Chris back. She looked in the drawer where she had left the medallion and couldn't find it. She looked a couple of different places before Christina biting her ear interrupted her. She was quickly distracted and decided to look for the medallion in the morning. The next morning she woke up before Chris and tore the room apart looking for the medallion. She realized some money was also missing and she mentally kicked herself for not putting the medallion in the room safe. She immediately called hotel security reported the theft. They told her they would do their best, but there was little chance of recovery. She turned to wake Chris up, but when she did she noticed he overheard the conversation. Chris was sobbing into his pillow for all that he had lost. Two years later Christina and Marissa are roommates and are still great friends. Marissa has managed to convince the police of her innocence in Chris Moore's disappearance. They still have no leads.