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The Oracle Of New Delphi By Hypatia This is my first attempt at a story that sort of got away from me and despite the fact that I have three other short stories on the go since I started this I have not been able to finish them as this was always rearing its head to distract from my thoughts. So after six months of playing around with it I present to you my monster that has emerged from my unconscious mind. I don't know whose taste it will be for it is a very long and involved story that in a number of places I am not very happy with. But I feel the time has come to get rid of it from my mind and inflict it on others so you have been warned. The sex in this story is quite graphic but not that frequent the violence is frequent and graphic. Any errors in this story as regards to places and areas within this story can be put down to the fact that most of the places and areas I haven't visited in years and the useful thing about setting a story in the future is that places change in fifty years. Any comments please Email me at [email protected]. This may me distributed on any totally free site if you think it is worth it but give me a note to say where you are putting it. "Put me down! I don't want to be Emperor. I refuse to be Emperor. Long live the republic" I, Claudius by Robert Graves "It was a splendid sight to see his rush; only one felt a longing to stop the merciless shots that were being aimed at him. It seemed a race between him and is fate." Adventures and Accidents by Lord Baden Powel During the latter half of the twentieth century technology started a rapid advancement, every one knows about the early experiments in cloning and the introduction of computers into the fabric of our society. The big breakthrough came in the year 2020 with the introduction of molecular memory and the fact that as soon as the latest computer came on line it could be immediately used to design and build its successor. This was a glorious time every one was happy, those that weren't were classed as crackpots and freaks. The first great scare of the computer age had been the so-called Millennium Bug, back in the year 1999 this had come to nothing. The great solar storm of 2005 had affected radio and television but besides some electrical problems in North America it had just been a brilliant firework show, three nights of aurora. The Final threat that had been averted was the threat of a virus or hacker being able to disable a large proportion of the world's computers from a personal computer. This was achieved when the Internet policing act of 2045 came into effect. The policing policy was easy all Internet communications went through regional control centers, these centers censored, scanned then relayed all internet traffic providing a safe reliable if not rather bland service. This was my place of work 3rd floor, office 317 North West England National Internet Service based just outside Manchester. I am a Snooper, when you wonder if any one is listening to you or taking note of what you are doing on the nets it is possibly me. If you stay within the rules then you won't come to my notice but if you are a Hacker, Porn Merchant, Subversive or Political Dissident the Cray Supercomputer buried 100ft underground will flag you and a Snooper will be on you from MI5 IT surveillance group. The thing that the general population does not realise is how dependent on computers our society is not one aspect of life from healthcare to the traffic control systems and the automated farms is without total electronic dependency. Any thing that is totally dependant on another is vulnerable to attack, our world is vulnerable to the crackpots and freaks, my job is to find them electronically and physically then remove the threat. The group that I had been tracking for a long time was a terrorist group called The Society For Genetic Advancement a group of so called intellectuals that felt that the Human Cloning and Genetic Manipulation laws do not apply to them, right or not I don't care I have to find infiltrate and gather information this group for a later prosecution. The Problem with these renegade biologists was that they could work from any small set up with very little risk of detection, no heavy machinery, no chemical hazards or radiological signs to let us know where they were, a warm growth medium and a sterile area is all that's needed for the production of biological weapons when you have a starter culture. My job might sound all James Bond 007 but at the end of the day it involves me sitting in front of a computer picking over fragments of information and sending out my own messages, in their place, to try to make these groups compromise themselves. My office room 317 is between a cleaning cupboard, room 316, and the toilets, room 318. Once every few months I might get allowed out to go and pick up confiscated computer equipment just in case there is something I can use. Otherwise I am a normal happily married 37 year old man, a little bit thinning on top and a little bit spreading in the middle my, name is David I have two children both boys, 15 and 16 years old, and a wife who I love dearly Wendy who is 42 years old and on the plump side but wonderful to cuddle. The day before I had a note that I had to go up to Whitehaven in Cumbria to pick up a computer that I had located in the area a week before. Seeing that the weather looked good and with the kids being at Grandmas that evening I decided to invite Wendy along for the drive and to make a day of it. We hadn't been out without the kids for weeks her job, as the matron of a nursing home, and mine meaning some weeks we just met in passing. She eagerly accepted on condition that we went early and came back via the Lake District grabbing a pub lunch whilst we were out. I don't mind wasting a day of work especially when I can get paid for it and claim traveling expenses so I eagerly accepted. The trip out there was non-eventful letting the computer take control of the tatty Ford as we hit the M6 Motorway, and I sat back and relaxed placing a hand on Wendy's plump thigh. "Oh stop it you, concentrate on the road" she said jokingly. "So don't you love me any more?" I replied. "Yes but not now" she snapped back "I am going to have to stop wearing these skirts when I am out with you, not enough protection when your feeling randy" We settled back and watched the countryside of Cheshire merge into the urban sprawl that now joined Manchester to Liverpool and out into the metropolitan district of Lancashire until that finally dissipated into the welcome sight of green again as we started to enter Cumbria. The Journey had taken 2 hours on the Motorway 40 miles an hour wasn't bad on a major road now that the computers calculated traffic flow and regulated car speed and separation to try to avoid hold ups and most of the time it worked, till you got into the big cities, the few that hadn't banned non public transport, like London. As I came off the Motorway I at last kicked in the manual drive and pressed the accelerator. The Ford electric engine pulled away with just the slightest hint of noise, ok I wasn't going to be breaking any speed limits, but the change from the monotonous constant speed of the 5 lanes of the M6 was a relief. Picking up the computer was a simple job it was an old system that had been just used to relay messages to and from other computers within the group with a bit of luck it might have some clues within it. I signed for it and put it in the car. Getting in the car I turned to Wendy "Ok its now half ten Where to?" "How about going down to Wastwater, then across to Conistion for a late lunch at The Sun Inn" she said. "Fine by me" I agreed. Wastwater is one of the most beautiful places in the Lake District, its bleakness and desolation and the fact that in the winter it is so deserted has always appealed to me. The other thing I like to do is visit the little church with the memorials to the mountain climbers lost worldwide. As we drove along the edge of the road towards the lake we could see the black- mirrored surface of the water reflecting the scree-slopes on the far side giving no idea of the scale. Cloud merged into mist, which thinned to show the gray of the hills with just a little white of snow higher up. Winter was the time for the Lake District, few tourists virtually no traffic and scenery that is fantastic. I parked up and we got out to have a walk along the waters edge, I slipped my arm around Wendy, who nicely fits under my armpit, as she is only 5 foot tall, and grabbed a handful of her buttock. "Not now" she whispered "Some one might see" "Who?" I queried "Well what about them?" She said as she pointed to a car approaching us. The car was a newish Mercedes, that I had seen on the road behind us on the way but had lost sight of in the last mile or two, it parked next to our car and three youngish looking men got out none older than 25 all looking edgy. "That's a lot of car for kids to be driving around in, " said Wendy "Yes either rich brats or its nicked" I said trying not to sound bothered "lets head back to the car and move on. I don't feel like company" Wendy agreed and we started to walk towards the car and the approaching youths who were watching us intently. The group muttered as we got closer and I pressed the car alarm button on my key ring the car beeped and the doors unlocked. One of the three nearly jumped out of his skin at this. These kids were fit, fit as I had not been even in my youth, they had no reason to be jumpy, the shortest had a couple of inches on my 5ft 10. Wendy and I walked past them trying not to catch their eyes and as we past by we lengthened our strides to get to the car that bit quicker when all hell let loose. The noise that alerted me was the jumpy one slipping on a stone as the three of them turned on us. "Run" I screamed at Wendy and shoved her as one of them grabbed me from behind. I might not be James Bond but I do know a few tricks so as Wendy struggled to reach the car I reached back, grabbed the crotch of the one holding me and squeezed his balls as hard as I could whilst twisting and yanking downwards. There was a gurgling noise from my assailant and I threw my head back hard, the pain of my head impacting on his nose was gratifying and he released me. Glancing up towards Wendy who was still struggling over the uneven ground, not being built or dressed for this sort of activity, I decided she needed more time so I turned round to face the three. My first attacker was on his knees holding his crotch with blood pouring down his face, so I kicked him hard in the side of the head. The third one was struggling to get up from were he had fallen over his own feet, so I screamed, "Move it" at Wendy and launched at the second thug. I got a couple of good swings in before he was ready that made firm contact with his face and body and was just starting to relax when the world went black as the third youth made contact with the back of my head. I woke up slowly to pain in my head my body bent at an almost impossible way and a great pressure on top of me as I lay there trying to figure what was going on the world bounced up and down a few times causing my head to hurt more. Where was I? What was going on? Then I remembered the attack and things started to fall into place. I was in thee boot of a car, the weight on top of me was Wendy, and I could feel her skirt over my face with her leg across my face beneath the skirt. The feel of her leg encased in the nylon of tights inside that silky skirt and the smell of her perfume had been something I had been enjoying and trying to get more of all day now I was just worried about her and trying not to throw up. I couldn't move my arms they were tied so I tried shouting and banging my feet on the floor, this caused Wendy to move and start to struggle causing her second leg to land on my face and forcing my head towards that glorious panty covered area. I could feel her panties beneath her skirt and tights with my face and below the bulge of her belly resting on my chest and lower jaw I was sure I could feel her pubic mound with my nose. Why couldn't this be four hours ago on the motorway I would have been happy about this then, but now no chance to enjoy it. The car slowed and stopped the door opened then the boot opened Wendy struggled and relaxed after a moment then I felt a sharp pain in my upper thigh and I became very sleepy and very relaxed, so much so that I don't remember the rest of the journey. The next thing I was consciously aware of was Wendy speaking "Don't try and move and don't try to speak I think your jaw is broken your nose is and well love they have done something to you" I opened my eyes my face hurt I could not breath through my nose and my ribs hurt badly when I breathed. These guys must have really done a number on me whilst I was asleep. I carefully sat up hurting all over and looked at Wendy she looked like hell ashen face and eyes red from crying. Looking down I saw they had changed my clothes I was now wearing jeans and a t-shirt, then I noticed my hands they looked different larger younger. I reached up to my face and even with the swelling I new something was wrong. Wendy approached me "Dave your not you, they hooked you up to a computer for hours next to the one you hit first" her voice was quavering at this point "Then you got up and told me that you were not Dave any more and Dave was now you" This sounded like utter gobbledy gook to me my brain was having enough problems without this and I said angrily "What the hell are you talking about" I shouldn't have, the pain in my jaw was terrific but some thing else was wrong my voice even with the facial damage shouldn't sound so different. Wendy grasped my hand "Look Dave they swapped your body. One of them is walking around as you" Looking down I saw yes I was different, I knew that in theory that since 2042 a computer could contain the contents of a human mind but how the hell could you get it in there. These Bastards have figured it out and done it to me. Then it hit me "Oh Shit" I screamed, "Those sick bastards can access the nets they can do virtually anything as me any where world wide" This was a mistake as the pain from my jaw caused me to suddenly feel nauseous next thing I was vomiting over myself causing more and more pain from my jaw and ribs added to the fact that I could not breath with my nose this was not fun. Wendy started banging on the door till it opened she then started pointing to me and yelling. The door opened and the third man of the group that attacked us came in looked at me and exited only to appear a few seconds later with a bowl of water towels, and a few sterile dressing packs. I continued trying to stop the choking and what had become dry heaves as he put them down and left. Wendy came over and started cleaning me up first of all clearing the vomit from my face and the front of me and then trying to gently clean my nose of encrusted blood to see what damage had been done. "Dave your nose is broken, your jaw I think is broken, in the fight you landed on the body you are now in possibly breaking a rib or two. Move slowly talk slowly and don't make any swift moves as the drugs, concussion and however they transferred you have probably screwed up what little brains you had" she then grabbed my arm gently and said "Come on easy love. Lets see if I can get you some clothes" She walked across to the door and banged repeatedly when the same face appeared at the door she started arguing and jabbing her finger at him then at me. My god with all we have been through so far she's back in control in "Nurse Wendy will be obeyed no matter what" mode. Five foot nothing of my plump round Wendy arguing with this nervous looking young man at least 6 foot 3 inches built like the original "Brick Shithouse" would have been comical if I was not feeling so bloody awful. The clothes duly arrived and Wendy came over to help me get dressed "You seem to have him well trained" I said. "Something's wrong with him, a kid looking like that and at that sort of age should not be tongue tied around me I don't think he's who he looks like" she replied as she started to clinically strip my clothes off me. The t-shirt hurt going over my head and then Wendy said, "Stand up and get those trousers off so we can get these on" holding a pair of jeans and boxer shorts. I bent over to strip off my jeans and underwear to find the biggest shock of my life my cock is not small average I would say, but this thing was dam near flopping around my knee. It must have been eight or nine inches flaccid. I reached for it and felt around it felt like my old one but bigger, a lot bigger and oh my god were my balls sore. "Leave it alone I've seen better" said Wendy "Lets get you dressed" "When have you seen better?" I asked "Oh you see a lot over the years in my job, but not many bigger" she replied as she passed me the boxers. I put it away and slowly got dressed and as I got dressed I explained with my clearance that the person walking around as me could dump a computer virus worldwide. Whatever I placed in the system would not be flagged by any of the regional centres in this country and even possibly across the Atlantic in America due to the new treaties. If a decent virus was admitted into the American system then we could be looking at a global crash as the worlds system is overseen from the old space command centre at Cheyenne Mountain. "What would this do?" asked Wendy "Depending on the sophistication of the virus, and they don't appear to be amateurs by what they have done so far, they could knock us back to the stone age. Most manufacturing, food, and health care are highly computer dependant. All power, ground traffic, Air traffic, Financial and utility distribution are totally dependent. Basically we could loose every thing that makes society today what it is, we would be well and truly fucked." "Well aren't there safe guards to stop this sort of thing happening" said Wendy looking concerned. "Yes but all the programming protection works about the idea that a virus would come in a regional centre and even if it is not stopped by regional protection then the national and global will catch it. If it comes from the top down I think the regional systems will accept it that's why security at the regional and national centre is so tight. No unauthorised person can gain access to them without a retinal scan and he whoever he is has my retinas" I explained. Practical as always Wendy turned round to face me and said, "Ok let's get out". Easier said than done the room was pretty much bare. A simple mattress lay on the floor where I had been lying with a pile of vomit stained clothes. The walls had one window, which had been bricked over at sometime in the past. The light was from a single low wattage light bulb and the only other thing was the cheap plastic washing up bowl and soiled towels and dressings. "Not much here to help us get out love" I replied. "Are you ok to move quickly?" asked Wendy "I'm pretty sore but I will live, why?" I said "Because that body looks quite strong and it's got at least 4 or 5 inches on your old one, in height as well" She joked "If I distract him do you think you can take the idiot at the door" I thought about it for a second, yes this body was bigger and stronger with a few of my old tricks like kick them in the nuts and run like hell it might just work and I told Wendy this. I started making coughing and choking noises while Wendy banged on the door screaming and shouting that I was choking to death. Mr Nervous opened the door Wendy stepped back and he started to come through the inward opening door. Then things happened rather fast, I hit the door as hard as I could with all the force of my new body and the man went flying getting trapped between the door and the frame. While I tried to remain conscious Wendy took over with some well-placed kicks the pointed high-heeled shoes that were no use for running devastatingly accurate around the groin of the fallen man. I grabbed the door and slammed it into the man once more to make sure and then with a last kick from Wendy we started running. On the other side of the door was a large room full of computer equipment again only one door left this room no one was in it. On the other side of this door was a large room the nearest thing I can describe it to is a cross between a medical research lab set up for animal testing and a hospital animals, beds and amazingly complex equipment filled the room again only one door left this room. Approaching the door cautiously I listened nothing outside could be heard. I opened the door and looked outside. We appeared to be on a large country estate the back of large Manor house lay across a large courtyard. We were in a converted stable block on one corner of the courtyard approaching from the far side was a group of people including my self. The six men and women including me were heading towards our building and the only way out was directly in front of them to the left of us about 40 or fifty yard was an old Land Rover it actually look old enough to be one of the old fossil fuel burning cars which puts it at least 35 years old. "Ok Wendy" I whispered "Not far to a car on the left but we have to move fast as we have company" We mad a run for it and as we headed across the courtyard I heard a shout behind me as we were spotted. On reaching the car the problems started how the hell do you drive these things? Yes I had seen my father driving one in the days before petrol was priced out of the reach of the normal population but that was thirty years ago. How did you start it? Oh yes a key. The petrol engine turned over and fired with a cloud of smoke from the exhaust, I pressed the throttle the engine roared and we did not move. Gears! Yes gears, that was the problem I pressed the clutch moved the lever about till it appeared to engage then released the clutch. This did not have the desired effect the vehicle surged forward all of six foot and the engine died. I looked at the people chasing us they were upon us and one of them appeared to be armed with a pistol. I turned to Wendy and said "Sorry Love" and turned back to look at the group that was now upon the car. The one with the pistol raised it took aim and fired through the window, there was a sharp pain in my shoulder and I looked down to see a large dart blossoming from my upper arm. Yet again that day the world ended for me for a while. Waking yet again that day was another uncomfortable feeling I was flat on my back and appeared to be restrained to a bed. I open my eyes and immediately wished I hadn't a foot from my face was my face looking at me intently. "He's awake," my own voice said "Good" came a voice from across the room from a point that I couldn't see. "Well Dave" my body said, "You have caused us a hell of a lot more trouble than you were supposed to. You were chosen as an easy target, easy target my arse". "Tough Shit" was my not very witty or original reply. "Listen Dave the only reason that you are alive is that we are not out to hurt any one. Our disagreement is with the society as a whole and its make up, not with hurting individuals" "Yes you're a well balanced and friendly group of sociopathic pacifists if I only took the time to get to know you we would have hours of fun together, destroying civilisation and kidnapping people. It's what every well balanced person wants to be doing this season" was my slightly better retort. "Listen all the pain you are feeling you did. We were just going to dart you and that would have been it." His/My voice started to get nasty "But you had to be awkward you had to bring the not so little wife with you. You had to be the hero. You had to try and escape. But I am not vindictive its not in my nature to hold a grudge but you are a problem and I feel you will continue to be a problem." He disappeared from my limited field of view and there was the sound of muttering then a laugh and a voice saying "yes oh yes" I was starting to get a bit more apprehensive. I reappeared in front of me again and started talking. "Look Dave we have to deal with you for the next three days. We could threaten your wife and family but that might not stop you. We could just kill that body you are in, it's a spare but our aim is no loss of life. We could just remove your brain patterns to the computer then pull the plug losing all of you and saving the body you messed up but despite the slight difference this would be the same as killing you. But I have a better idea. Good night for now sweet dreams I don't think" There was a burning sensation in my hand and yet again I took a little nap. Waking up yet again I felt strange. I opened my eyes. My vision from one eye was blocked from the other eye I could see a ceiling. I could hear talking in the background and could smell straw and an animal smell. I tried to sit up and found my body did not appear to want to respond properly. What the hell was going on my brain was fuzzy and I did not seem to be able to move my arms as I wanted. A brown thing flapping about caught my eye what the hell was that. I lifted my head up to look and my other eye started registering the fact that I was lying on a straw covered floor something was wrong with my face. I looked down at the moving object it was a fur-covered leg leading down to a hoof. I tried to scream but the sound that came out was not human. As I tried to stand up I heard laughing, finally sorting my legs out I got up on to all fours and took stock of what was happening. Looking down I could see two brown legs leading down to hooves, I could see a brown nose with a flash of white between my eyes, and I turned my head and looked back and saw the side and rear end of a horse. Those bastards hand turned me into an animal. The voices were behind me so I turned around carefully trying to figure out how to move my legs without falling over my feet and could see my body and Mr Nervous from the original group of attackers standing there smiling. I tried to tell them exactly what I thought of them and all that came out was a cross between a whinny and a donkey braying. "Calm down Dave!" my body said, "We wouldn't want you to break a leg and have to be shot" I quietened down and stood shivering in shock. "Now Dave you are going to listen to me" I continued "And do as you are told as it could cost you your mind and your wife's life. That body you are in can retain your mental patterns for about a week without too much damage. Any longer and what makes Dave, Dave will be forgotten so don't try to escape because by next week you will be thinking like a horse. Its something we found out early on an animal brain cannot hold a human brain. In chimps it takes months before a person is lost, in rodents it takes seconds, but in horses and larger mammals we are talking about a week. So now you are going to do what you are told when you are told or we leave you as you are and perhaps put that wife of yours in a rabbit or some other suitable creature she might even keep her mind long enough to realise what has happened" This chilled me to the core, I did not mind what happened to me but Wendy that was different I would not let any thing happen to her. I stood head bowed down looking at the floor and my own hooves whilst standing in a stable stall. My own voice, which I was beginning to hate the sound of, continued to talk "If you are good then you can have this body back within a week if not you can stay like that for a long, long time, twenty five to thirty years if you are lucky. Now if you understand me and are willing to cooperate then tap you hoof" I complied and he nodded and left me on my own to my own thoughts. After a few minutes a tall blond woman arrived and cautiously entered the stall "Ok Dave pass your head here" she said gently. I did and she placed a harness over my head and new muzzle I could feel my ears being moved and at the back of my head it being fastened. She then took the rope attached to the harness and led me out slowly. "Now don't try any thing funny or else, the wife wont be the wife any more" she said menacingly and then in a more gentle tone "we just have to get you use to moving as a horse so you don't break your neck" The process of walking was totally different so unnatural just trying to figure out which leg to move next was a problem my body could not be left to walk on automatically as I tended to just move my rear legs. We headed down a row of stalls all quiet except for the last one nearest to the door where I could hear the stamping of hooves and whinnying. "Don't worry" said the woman leading me out. I wondered was this poor individual like me trapped. Outside I was lead to a patch of grass and walked up and down for a few minutes as I walked I gradually became use to the rhythm of walking as a horse. I didn't think I could run but walking no longer took all my concentration. This body felt big heavy and strong but I didn't fancy staying like this forever, the last one possibly but not this one. I noticed I had a few people watching all armed with the dart guns and decided to be good for a while. "Ok you seem to be ok walking" my handler commented "Go and have a play in the field" At this she led me to a large field enclosed by a barbed wire fence and unlocked a padlock on the large gate. When she led me in the gate was closed, she removed the rope to my bridle I suppose it was called and climbed over the fence out. I started walking slowly around the field at one end was a tin shack and an old metal bath full of water besides that it was empty. There was just grass and hedge, not a lot to work with if I intended to get out. So I started to walk around the hedges looking for anywhere I might be able to push through glancing over at the gate I could see I was still being watched so I wandered around nibbling at the grass. It still tasted like grass but for some reason it was not a bad taste so I wandered around munching and enjoying the different tastes and getting use to the sensations of being a horse it was almost tranquil pleasant experience, but I did find that horses have no bowel control as I let loose with an enormous mountain of crap. At least I don't have to consciously think about how to do everything in this body. Looking back at the gate my audience seemed to have deserted me so I started examining the hedge in earnest. At one point it did seem to be thinner so I started pushing through. Yes was definitely thinner here and my new thicker skin seemed to protect me against the thorns that was one good thing about this body. Then it felt like someone kicked me in the chest and I jumped back. Looking down I could see three strands of wire I touched the top one with my nose again the kick and this time pain, electrified no chance of escape here. As I started to back out there was a pain across my new hindquarters and a voice. "You never learn do you?" I backed out with more slaps to my arse to find the one I had dubbed Mr Nervous with two other men standing back armed with dart guns. "What is it with you? You just don't realise the problems you have caused given the choice I would have killed you. But it's not my choice I have to keep you alive that's my orders but that's all" I started backing off because he was punctuating his speech with a riding crop and despite what jockeys say it hurt. "Well how am I going to stop you trying to escape? I know what will keep you busy and give you some payback for slamming that door on me" he chuckled to himself and started walking off. Turning his head back to me he shouted back "You've brought this on yourself" Now I was worried I headed to the furthest point from the gate and watched him leave by climbing the gate. Moments later I saw him return with another horse large and chestnut and I thought that perhaps this was Wendy. I headed over and saw Wendy being led between two armed men behind the horse. What the hell was going on? The other horse was released in the field and was immediately bounding around and kicking its rear legs. Then it stopped and started sniffing in my direction whilst whinnying. I watched as it started to approach me making strange noises its cock extended out of its sheath. Christ it was big I looked down to see if I was built the same I couldn't see because of my chest in the way I turned to look back from the side. This was strange I could not see my cock where was it? I could see my tail but up between the rear legs nothing. Oh shit no, No, NO! It hit me I wasn't just a horse I was a mare, a female and that stallion was interested in me. This was some thing I was not willing to accept. He came up along side me making soft noises that I did not understand rubbing his body along side mine. His musky heavy smell sent butterflies through my stomach and I backed up to place my rear in the hedge for safety. He rubbed his neck against mine neighed loudly then bit me on the bum. At this I started running fast he nipped me again I turned and jammed my rear end into the hedge again. This was strange It felt like some one had pushed a large pillow between my rear legs up near my arsehole and damp and sticky. This body wanted it, this mare, me, was in season but my brain was in control I clenched and relaxed back there something was opening and closing, my vagina, it felt good like some one tickling my balls and prick gently. The stallion came close again I was down wind from him his smell again got to me. I could feel my vaginal lips swelling even more, more warm feelings in the pit of my stomach, my tail started to lift I was turned on more than I ever have been before. As the stallion came closer I backed up further into the hedge seeking some protection for my virtue and brushed the electrified fence. The shock made me bolt, I glanced back to see the stallion chasing. Heading towards the gate I thought I might be able to beg them to help me, any way Wendy was there she would help me. Another nip to my bum, the stallion was catching me up I just did not have the experience in this body to escape him I wasn't fast enough. He started to climb up my back I couldn't keep running with his weight, I tried to struggle I couldn't his forelegs stopped me turning around he bit my neck. Whinnying with fear there was nothing I could do Wendy was watching me a shocked look on her face, my captors were laughing and joking amongst themselves. I could feel his immense organ between my rear legs I tried to force my tail down for some protection. The hot hard object moved backwards and forwards between my legs rubbing against my vaginal lips my tail raised on reflex with the rush of pleasure that went through my body. He changed angle my movement of my tail giving him better access and he banged against my anus. That hurt I tried to move and this helped him I could feel something jabbing against that hot puffy feeling between my rear legs. Oh God please no, not this, not with Wendy watching I thought. His thrusts began to open me, his enormous organ unstoppable in its progress and worse as it forced its way in nudging further and further in, stretching me almost to the point of pain the heat and the friction from this invader felt good. He paused for second to adjust him self on my back and nip the other side of my neck the heat of his body on my flanks making me tremble his fore legs grasping me hard around my rib cage and he thrust fully into me. If I could have escaped at this moment I would have, the feeling of my internal organs being forced out of the way for this massive cock nearly brought me back to reality I could feel pressure all the way up inside me. Then as he started to move backwards and forwards the pressure changed to pleasure all through my body I couldn't help it as he withdrew I clenched not wanting it to leave me, as it thrust I thrust back wanting more. The stallions pace increased harder and harder he fucked me biting my neck and snorting until a wave of pleasure swept across me and I squeezed as hard as I could with my new muscles trying to hold him to feel him more of him. As wave after wave of new sensations came across me deep within me I could feel him start to climax the massive hot rod pulsed and appeared to expand within me as jet after jet of hot horse semen flooded my insides. The stallion lay panting upon my back the last flashes of pleasure gave way to reality as his softening weapon slid out of me leaving a dripping wet void that ached to be filled again. I tried to move and he moved off me allowing me to walk the last twenty yards to Wendy. Wendy was at the gate crying I came up to her and nuzzled her at this she threw her arms around my neck crying "I'm sorry love" I tried to respond but what came out made no sense at all just noise and drew the attention of my recent lover. I felt the stallion sniff at my sex and tried to move out of his way, he slid his body along mine forcing himself between Wendy and me. "Hold on love," said Wendy as the stallion's body forced us apart "We'll get out of this" "Yes you will" said nervous guy "we move you tomorrow night. The day after you can be you again and on your merry way. That is if you haven't fallen in love with Socrates here he is a great teacher isn't he. Perhaps we should leave you together till you give him a foal," he laughed cruelly as he dragged Wendy off with the two goons. Socrates started to push my body with his away from the gate down towards the far end of the field. Our combined juices were running down the back of my legs my bladder was bursting from the recent activity and it cut loose, washing away some of the semen but catching my tail. As I staggered on down the field in a daze I realized he was no longer with me. I turned to see him sniffing at the place I had just peed his penis again emerging from its sheath to touch the long grass he made his way towards me the rampant member waving. He was suddenly on me his weight the insistent hardness pressing at my wet sex and he was in. Oh god it felt like he was in further was he pushing on my diaphragm from the inside, I was having problems breathing my breath came in quick gasps as I again gave into the pleasure. The feel of my cunt grabbing his prick as I climaxed caused his climax and the pace of his thrusts increased till he again filled me with his seed. As he slipped out of me leaving me wanting him back fear gripped me what if they did leave us like this I could be carrying his foal. If they left me like this would my mind melt away leaving just a pregnant mare or would it still be me inside. A cool wind blew across my sopping sex sending a shiver through me, Socrates moved alongside me just touching my body and making little whinnying noises. Feeling thirsty I wandered down to the tin bath to drink an awkward thing to do as a horse but Socrates seemed to have no problems as he joined me. As the light faded I wandered around nibbling on the grass with him in tow till it finally got too dark to see. The two of us fell asleep standing next to each other and despite everything his presence was comforting. The next morning I woke up with a start not realising where or what I was. Looking around I saw Socrates' solid presence next to me. He moved closer to me his scent again causing this body to respond. He moved around to my rear to sniff my sex and I moved my tail out of the way for him. His nose brushed against my vaginal lips and I squeezed and released the muscles as tingles of pleasure shot through me. Taking this as an invitation he again mounted me and despite the guilt and disgust I felt I welcomed it, forcing back onto his hardness as he found his target. When he again finished I was the one who moved closer to him for comfort in the warm afterglow. Eating and drinking occupied the rest of the morning we just stayed close together, until late morning when he had me again. The afternoon was spent together munching on grass being close; my body by late afternoon was tingling all over. His presence was affecting me, as was his lack of attention. I was acutely aware of my sex and the desire to have him again built up more and more. I started trying to get his attention moving closer rubbing against him. As he started to notice me I walked in front of him with my tail high trembling with anticipation. As he again climbed on top of me I whinnied in pleasure as he entered me. As the feelings again built up I looked up to see Wendy accompanied buy two men and the guilt built up in me, only to be washed away as the pleasure of his hot fluid filling me hit. "Dave, Dave come hear" a female voice brought me back to reality. The woman who led me out of the stall yesterday was calling me. I wandered across in a daze she attached the rope to the bridal and led me out of the field around to the back of the house. Wendy and escort followed. "Ok Dave" the woman said gently "we are leaving soon you will be human again tomorrow but for now into the horse box. We have to go now as this place is no longer safe" I was led into a straw filled horsebox and the door closed behind me. How long we travelled I don't know time has a different feel as a horse but after what seemed like a long time we stopped. It was a while before any one attended to me and the first thing I knew was the sound of arguing "How could you do it to her Frank" was a female voice "Look it kept him out of the way" came Franks reply "But the damage to Hypatia could be permanent you know that a dominant personality overlaid on top of an existing mind can destroy it. She may never reappear as she was You had no right" came the female voice. "Look Jane I have had enough of this between him and his bitch of a wife this operation has just gone from bad to worse" Jane replied angrily "But those are my horses you had no right at all to touch them. I will just have to see what I can do" "Can't you leave it till tomorrow night" was Franks angry comment "He can have his old body back then?" "No" was the final word from Jane. The horsebox door was opened and I was led off into a building the floor and walls where padded. The light inside allowed me to see who was leading me and I saw it was a Woman in her late fifties rather, thin with greying hair. She was accompanied by one of my original assailant the one who had done this to me Nervous Guy, was this Frank. Jane started to talk to me "Dave are you still there inside?" I whinnied eagerly in agreement "Look Dave I am going to try to help you" she said, "Not particularly for you but for the mare you are in 'Tia' you should only have been transferred to an empty brain. Overlaying one on top of another is dangerous for both minds and is always fatal for one personality. Do you understand me?" I whinnied and nodded again. She continued "We don't have many spare bodies around hear at the moment and from what my husband says you and your wife are both trouble." Gesturing towards Frank who was displaying a series of scratches across the bruising on his face. "So for a day till your body gets back you are just going to have to put up with whatever we can find" With that she picked up a large syringe that she approached me with saying "This cant be done while you are conscious too much brain activity makes it impossible so this will make you sleep" She plunged the needle into a vein in my neck and as I started to fall onto the padded floor just as I fell asleep she said "and when you wake up it will be a whole new world" I woke up to the sound of people running and shouting I was in a bed covered by a blanket. I was not alone there was a warm body next to me I could feel the reassuring contact of flesh on flesh and wondered what the boys were up to I opened my eyes ready to shout at them to shut up. I looked at the ceiling this was not my room. I rolled over to face the body next to me and was surprised to see a young girl fourteen or fifteen at most lying next to me. "Wendy" I said "Wendy is that you" she stirred and opened her eyes. "Dave is that you?" she asked "Yes they have changed us again to keep us out of trouble till tonight. You now look like a young girl" Her reply, which nearly floored me, was "So do you love" I sat up quickly looking down at myself thin arms reached out to move the blanket from my chest emerged two small breasts nothing big enough to need a bra. My nipples started to react to the chill of the bedroom air stiffening to form sharp dark peaks on the small conical mounds. I looked down my smooth ever so pale stomach to the blanket across my crotch and legs. With a trembling dainty hand pulled it back to see what I dreaded nothing, just a v going down to the start of a slit. I slid my fingers through the slightly darker fuzz to grab at the slit that lay between my legs. Too hard I grabbed at it and it hurt, tears sprang to my eyes. I rolled away from Wendy not wanting her to see me cry it was too much every thing that had happened to me and I lay there facing a wall shaking with tears leaking down my face. Wendy rolled towards me reached over me for the blanket and cuddled in behind me. She held me from behind as sobs wracked through my body, this was just too much for me to take, why did they keep doing this to me. As the sobs eased she started talking to me in her new voice "Come on love its only for one day. That's not to bad is it? Its not for long" She squeezed me tighter till the sobs eased and I gradually became aware that her nose was in my longer hair and she was snuggled up behind me spoon fashion firm breasts pressed into my shoulder blades, wiry pubic hair was noticeable on my buttocks and her feet carried on past mine. She was larger than me by a fair bit. I rolled over to look at her she was looking concerned at me. She angled her head down to give me a kiss on my forehead as she squeezed me hard. I moved up the bed slightly to get my head level with hers and tried to kiss her on the lips she hesitated for a second then reciprocated, we lay kissing and holding each other tight for a while. The feeling of soft flesh on soft flesh was strange, my skin was ever so more sensitive and I was acutely aware of her breasts pressing against my small protuberances. Wendy had her arm around me moving it up and down rubbing my back stopping just as my buttocks started. My nipples erected and my kisses took on slightly more passion and I started caressing her buttocks with my free hand the passion of our kisses increased I started kneading her buttocks as she did mine. That felt good, but the sensations in my rock hard nipples pressing against her firm young breasts was sending signals to my groin. I started opening and closing my thighs slightly squeezing hard then relaxing that felt good. She moved a leg so one of her feet was teasing mine I moved one leg and her foot started rubbing my calf. She rolled towards me slightly her knee across my thigh stopping me doing the squeeze and release that I was enjoining so much. I moved my upper most leg try and get a decent amount of pressure on my crotch and her knee slid between my thighs soft skin against soft skin. Her leg brushed my new equipment between my legs and I trapped it between my legs forcing it against me hard. I broke off the kiss and tilted my head back with a moan from the back of my throat, Wendy obligingly moved her knee up and down an inch the glorious pressure came and released. Oh was this good my hips started twitching pushing towards her as the pressure came, away as it released. She started kissing my neck then working down with kisses to my little boob she took the nipple in her mouth. The sensations shot down through my belly button to my hot and swollen pussy, my back arched and I placed my arm around pulling her harder to my breast her hand on my buttocks was encouraging me to move faster and faster backwards and forwards. The friction was changing now. My juices seeping out to soak Wendy's leg made it feel oily and slick but still very good. My movements started to reach a crescendo as wave after wave of pleasure hit me. I forced my pussy onto her leg as hard as possible trying to hold her against me tight and my climax hit. The sensation was totally different from a male orgasm erupting through my whole body. I started shouting in my new voice "Oh yes, yes oooh" only to be silenced by Wendy's lips on mine. As I slowly recovered Wendy started talking to me softly "Feeling better now?" "Yes" I managed to gasp, as the sensations did not seem to have ended like they would have in my body. "Good" said Wendy "I need you to pull yourself together. I need you to be strong so I don't loose it. We only have to last for one day like this then they say that we will be put back as normal." "Oh" was my only reply. "Dave I have a confession to make its my fault they stuck us in these bodies this time" "How" I said "Well in the car Frank was going on about how much you seemed to be enjoying Socrates and how a fat pig like me showed you liked animals beforehand. So I hit him." "Good I hope it hurt him" I replied "Yes it did." She smiled "He was sitting next to me so I bit, scratched and hit him. After he managed stop me he said that both of us would have to be made so we couldn't cause any more trouble until we a released" "Don't worry," I said, "He was a sadistic bastard anyway, and he probably would have done something like this to me any way. I'm just sorry he got you too" Wendy giggled "Sorry why? I haven't looked like this for twenty-five years, its fun for a day. You're the one I am concerned with, it's been a hell of a couple of days" "Wendy I have a confession to make" I rolled out of her arms away from her I could not look at her for this. "When I was that horse I hated it at first just the fact of being an animal was bad enough. But when he let Socrates into the field that was awful I thought I was loosing my mind. Then it happened I enjoyed it I tried not to" again I was crying Wendy snuggled up behind me to hold me, as I did so often to her. I continued, "Just before they put me in the horse box I initiated it, I wanted him to take me" I broke down into unintelligible sobs and Wendy started whispering to me gently "Look Dave, in my job not in the Nursing Home but in Casualty I have seen a lot. When people are scared instincts take over. People fight and get violent for no reason, big strong men cry, and little kids sit quietly with horrendous injuries. The body and the instincts take over when the mind can't take it any more. You were in an impossible position, your instincts took over and these were the instincts of a mare in season so you wanted what a mare in season wants." The voice behind me giggled, "Any way, as a teenager when I first met you were always horny but I thought you would grow out of it. Did you? No you became a horny man and I can see you being a problem still in fifty years. Is it surprising you became a horny mare, or a horny little girl" at this she pinched my nipple. This sent tingles to my crotch and my other nipple responded. I rolled back to face her looking at the face of this girl possibly fifteen who spoke of the experiences of my Wendy she had long brown hair in no particular style and brown eyes, filled with concern for me. Looking down I could see her breasts firm cones of a young girl with oversized nipples. I glanced down at my chest to compare mine to hers. My breasts were a lot smaller not even a handful with my new smaller hands. I tweaked my nipple with my thumb and forefinger my breasts tightened both nipples crinkling and hardening and sensations being reawakened in my groin. I reached over and pinched one of her nipples the same reactions occurred in her nipples. "mmm" she moaned rubbing her thighs together, "no don't do that love please" "Why not?" I asked "you did it to me" "Yes" she said blushing furiously "but that was different. You wont have another chance to feel what it is like from this side after today and it made you feel better. I just can't relax and enjoy it. I do love you but how you look makes me feel somewhere between a lesbian and a child molester. I'm sorry Dave" I hugged her tight showing no hard feelings and enjoying the sensations. "Ok let's get up" announced Wendy after a few minutes and sat up and got out of bed. She was a beautiful kid old enough to be distinctly interesting with a curvy bum, the breasts not big enough to be affected by gravity yet and hair half way down her back. I felt guilty sat there enjoying the view. Looking around the drably decorated room I could see two doors one window with bars and a chair with some clothes on. Wendy tried one of the doors, locked she walked across to the other it opened. "We've got a bathroom," she said "Ok" I answered getting carefully out of bed the floor seemed further away than it should. Looking down I could see thin almost gangly legs, leading up to the crotch. It has just a darker touch of fur covering it but hiding nothing of the swollen slit. I bent over to see better and spread my legs slightly. Sliding my hand down my stomach I gently, touched the pubic hair and moved down between my legs my inner thighs was wet and sticky from my earlier activity, I could feel my nipples responded, I shuddered and quickly removed my hand. My skin was white no colour at all till reaching my small nipples on top of their small breasts, my hips were only just starting to spread with approaching womanhood I could feel hair on my back and reached to brig some into view, red hair. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up into Wendy's face, she had a good six inches on me. "Come on lets get sorted," she said as she placed an arm around my shoulders and led me to the bathroom. In the bathroom were a sink, toilet and shower. On a shelf were a few bottles of shampoo and deodorant and the like towels where on a rack. A small mirror gave me my first view of my face. A freckled red headed girl looking sad looked back at me as I brushed my hair out of my face so did she, I was a beautiful little girl possibly a young thirteen or fourteen year old. "Do you need to pee?" asked Wendy I nodded "Well sit down" I sat down knees tight together and Wendy said " Relax and spread your legs a bit other wise you will be covered in pee" I sat there with the cold seat under me my feet barely touching the floor a sticky damp feeling between my slightly larger buttocks making me uncomfortably aware of my resent excitement. "Just relax and let it happen" said Wendy I did and it did splattering me a bit as the trickle started and finished. Very strange I thought, I couldn't figure exactly were it came from except it was some where from my crotch. At the start and the finish it seemed to come from the back at peak flow from the front leaving me wet all along my crotch. "Now wipe" Wendy ordered so I did "into the shower with you" "Nurse Wendy was in charge again so I did what I was told. The water hitting my small breasts caused tingles as I washed this body "Shampoo" said Wendy passing it through the shower curtain I grabbed it and preceded to wash my long red hair, a lot more of a job than my old hair. "Have you washed yourself properly?" Came Wendy's voice. "What do you mean I've been washing myself for thirty years" I snapped back "No. Down there love you have to keep it clean" So I took the soap and washed my new equipment moving the soap over the plump outer lips, with my fingers I spread the lips feeling the inner structure. I felt a small bump oh god my hips jerked I stopped for a second. Well thirty- seven years old and eighteen of marriage I now know for certain where a clitoris is. I returned to washing avoiding my clitoris, which was almost too sensitive to touch and felt the inner lips open to allow my small finger some entrance into my body. It felt good and I thought not at the moment. Reaching further back I came to the intensely ticklish stretch that ran from my vagina to my anus remembering that this area was sticky with my secretions I reached around my buttocks with the soap and ran the soap between my buttocks back down over my anus towards my vagina. This felt good as well I stopped and rinsed the soap off too much on this body-felt good I could get very carried away and as Wendy says, "Now is not the time" Turning the shower off I stepped out of the shower to find Wendy waiting with a large towel for me she wrapped me up in it as I have seen her do with our children and gave me a quick rub saying "Go and get dry while I get sorted" Even drying this body was different the towel irritated my nipples causing them to erect the skin was too sensitive to rub hard and I was only just finishing as Wendy walked in with a towel around her head and another around her body just above her breasts. "You haven't dried your hair" she exclaimed and grabbed another towel to start working on my hair "We could do with a hair drier" she said as she continued to work on my hair. "Ok that will have to do for the moment lets get you dressed." She walked over to the clothes and had a route through "Ok it could be worse we have an outfit each. Put these on" Put a pile of clothes next to me as she took her clothes to the other side of the bed and started to dress. I have always enjoyed watching a woman get dressed almost as much as watching a woman undress. This young girl had my attention as she slipped on the pale blue panties a bit low on the hip and buttocks for Wendy's normal tastes, she always says she likes knickers that keep her belly button warm. The bra was next slipping her arms through the straps and reaching behind to fasten it, fingers under the straps to arrange them correctly on the shoulders. She picked up a pair of jeans sliding her legs into them she pulled them up over her bum they were tight. Fastening them she turned to me. "Come on you haven't even started" She walked around to me and picked up a pretty pair of white panties turning them around the right way she said "come on step into them" A teenage girl in tight jeans and only a bra on top was holding out a pair of girls panties for me to step into, I was having real problems with this. "Do I have to?" I whispered "Its either this or bare skin, I don't mind but you might" I slipped my feet into the panties and stood up as Wendy drew them up my legs they pulled up tightly to my groin I slipped my hand down the front adjusting them slightly at the back they pulled in to the crack of my bum. "Ok now this" Wendy said passing me a matching bra "Do I need this?" I asked "For support no, to stop your nipples driving you mad and showing through this T-shirt. Yes" Wendy said. I slipped my arms through the bra and reached back to try and fasten it I couldn't work out the clips, it was as bad as trying to undo your first bra as a teenager. "Turn around let me do it" said Wendy laughing at my struggles. The bra felt uncomfortable like wearing too tight underwear as a man and I found out why women slip their fingers underneath to arrange everything, when it was sorted it didn't feel quite as bad but I was acutely aware of wearing it. "Ok these now" as she passed me a pair of black tights. I glared at her. "Don't blame me," she said. I bundled the tights at my foot sliding one foot in then the other as I had seen Wendy do so many times before. The tights were thicker that what Wendy wears, still nylon, with thicker ribs running down the legs, it held my legs tightly as I tried to work it over my bum. Eventually I got the crotch sorted out somewhere near my crotch, rather than by my knees and a skirt was passed to me. It had to be a skirt why not jeans? This had to be Franks doing. I slipped the denim skirt on. The skirt was tight on my bum flaring out to finish above my knees. The T-shirt was the final straw pink with embroidered flowers no arms and thin cotton straps over my shoulders my bra could be seen through the holes my arms went through. Looking down, my breasts made little lumps that showed the pattern of the lace of the bra underneath the embroidered top. I Sat down glumly as I did my skirt rode up at the back. "Stand up again" said Wendy I did "now sit again but smooth your skirt underneath you first" I did feeling no happier. "Right now let's sort out that hair," she said reappearing wearing a white top and holding a hairbrush. She brushed my hair and tied it back in a pigtail with one of those elastic things that girls use, she had done the same with hers. She sat next to me "Cheer up, you look very pretty" she said "Just what I always wanted to hear" I snarled back with little control of my voice. "Its only for one day don't let them see they have beaten you" she slipped her arm around my shoulders as she sat next to me "Plus I can get my own back" her hand slipped down onto my knee and it started rubbing my nylon covered knee. It felt nice as she started to move her hand to my inner thigh I squeezed her hand with my legs and turned to kiss her she gave me a peck and removed her hand. The key in the door ruined the moment and Franks grinning face appeared as he came in to my new viewpoint he was enormous. "Well, well don't we look nice" he smiled as he said this. "Fuck You!" I answered "No my dear Fuck You as everybody will want to with how you look at the moment, except perhaps Socrates. Now there are shoes under the bed get them on. Your wanted now" he ordered. I looked under the bed and sure enough there were a pair of girls Nike trainers and a pair of black shoes. The shoes were rather like boys school shoes except for a chunky high heel. I put them on and tried to stand up, it felt strange but I could cope. "Ok this way ladies, and don't try anything or I might just have to spank you" He chuckled to himself over this last remark. He led us down some stairs into a large kitchen where Jane was sat at a large table. "Ah good morning Dave, Wendy, you must be hungry breakfast?" We both nodded and sat down Frank passed two bowls of Cornflakes and a jug of milk two glasses of orange juice were also brought. We sat there eating while Jane talked. "First let me apologise for your current bodies, You Dave I couldn't leave in Tia's body without risking her so you had to be moved we only had two available bodies on ice at the time so we had no option as to sex. You Wendy are thanks to my husbands wishes he reckoned that, as you were you were dangerous. So I had to move both of you the body choice and clothes were Franks idea, you have upset him Dave" "Me upset him," I spluttered "Look you want to know what's going on, keep quiet and Ill tell you" she continued "You have been part of our plans for a long time and you have been instrumental in this new world. Now I will have to go back a fair number of years to 2035 to start Frank and his research partner Harold developed a method of accelerated cloning through hormonal treatment a mature clone as in a clone with a mature formed brain could be grown in three years, four years for every one in treatment. Barry who is now in you body about ten years ago developed a method of recording all information in the brain th