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The Kingdom Of The Blind Another attempt at entertaining you with my depressing and disjointed ramblings. This one should not have as many grammatical error or spelling mistakes as The Oracle of New Delphi and for those of you who found that distracting I apologise, but typing until the sun rises causes some errors (So does leaving the proof reading to MS Word spellchecker but that is another matter). The Oracle was my first attempt at a story since I left school fifteen years ago and became an obsession with me, as I needed to carry on writing it to find out what was going to happen. I was not an author merely a witness to the events typing as fast as I could to keep up with the action. In this, we have a more sedate paced story that I hope you will enjoy. This story owes, as do all my ideas, everything to the people that have become known over the years as those most strange of creatures 'Science Fiction Authors'. There are few more obsessive cultures to break into, as a writer, than the Science Fiction Tribe we are hypercritical, obsessive, pedantic about details and let's be honest as a fan since the age of 7 down right weird. If you recognise any of the authors you have loved and admired in the past in this story then I cannot apologise they are all in my mind somewhere from Jules Verne to today's authors. I thank everyone who has commented on The Oracle and those who compared it with Heinlein, there can be no comparison he was the Master I am just a poor fool following blindly. But to paraphrase Heinlein (as I don't know which pile of books my copy of Time Enough For Love is) "There is nothing up with writing, as long as you do it in private, close the door and wash your hands afterwards" Tell me what you think of it and above all ENJOY. HYPATIA [email protected] "With a bit of a mind flip, you're into the time slip and nothing can ever be the same" Richard O'Brien, Rocky Horror Picture Show. Blest is the man who cheats the stormy sea And safely moors beside the sheltering quay; So, blest is he who triumphs over trail. One man, by various means, in wealth or strength Outdoes his neighbour; hope in a thousand hearts Colours a thousand different dreams; at length Some find a dear fulfilment, some denial But this I say, That he who is best Enjoys each passing day Is truly blest Euripides, The Bacchae 407 BC "Climb you bitch, climb." I muttered under my breath to the aircraft. "Target still inbound speed fifteen hundred knots altitude thirty three thousand and dropping, range to you one two seven miles" came the steady female voice of the operator back on Illustrious. "Red two" I called on the radio "time to intercept just under four minutes check your targets before you fire, we don't want any civilian incidents out here" "Roger that red leader" came Mike's voice from the second Harrier on my port wing. "Red leader two birds are in the air six minutes behind you, at the moment you have only one inbound contact but the size is still large it may be one big contact or more than one small one" The female voice said. "Thank you Illustrious I copy that," I said switching on the master armament selector switch. "Weapons are now live" "Orders are make a visual first if you are fired on you may return fire before visual is made" she informed me. The sea in the Persian Gulf was below me another one of those little conflicts that plague the area had sparked up and we had been called in, well it beats being bored I thought as I checked everything one last time. "Range thirty seven miles altitude now stable at twenty five thousand feet speed fifteen hundred, still not responding to attempts to communicate" Illustrious informed me. "Red two we get one chance at this visual id then we have to decide if we engage it, from the rear it will be pulling away one mile every four seconds" I told Mike things he knew but nothing up with making sure less chance of an incident. We had veered out to come in from the side to give a better look at the contact for the longest possible time. "Ten miles, you should have visual now," the controllers voice said to me. "Negative Illustrious, no visual, wait we have something it is not any configuration I know. It is not a civilian aircraft it is more like, well I don't know what it is like we have a large triangular craft grey in colour with what look like glowing engines underneath." I said as I got my first view of the strange craft it veered sharply. "Contact has taken avoiding action still heading towards you though," I radioed "Do you believe the contact has seen you and is still heading our way" came the male voice of the Commander Air back on HMS Illustrious "Yes Sir" I replied "Engage it then. Bring it down." came the order "Roger engaging enemy sir" I said and selected the Sidewinder air interception missiles. "I have tone, I have lock two away" I said as a line of fire jetted away from both sides of the Harrier causing a minor buffet as we headed towards the strange craft. "We have two impacts," I said as the missiles exploded filling the air near the craft with lethal metal fragments designed to rip an aircraft to shreds. "Target is still flying, negative damage repeat negative damage," I shouted as we flew behind the vehicle taking it close on my starboard side. I rolled the Harrier on its starboard wing as I approached it and pulled back on the stick as we passed it ready to follow and all hell let lose. It felt like I had hit a hole in the air suddenly I was tumbling end over end the caution panel lit up the altimeter indicated I was over sixty thousand feet the air speed indicator indicated zero. The engine cut and all cautions and warnings started shouting. "Mayday, Mayday, Mayday" I transmitted as an explosion caught my eye as Mike's Harrier exploded and a jet of flame left the cockpit "Red two is down, he has ejected my aircraft is going down enemy is still inbound" I started concentrating on my situation flight controls were doing bugger all to rectify the flying situation, I tried to relight the engine it wouldn't catch, the aircraft was still spinning in impossible ways and the altimeter and airspeed indicator were not working. I glanced at the sea on its next trip over my head still plenty of height I can do this I thought and suddenly I was thrust into my seat as the Harrier decelerated the airframe screamed. The altimeter started to work and as my hands and mind worked on automatic to try and get under control again the tortured airframe started to break up. I took one last look around me there was nothing else I could do. "Mayday. Mayday. Mayday. This is Red leader ejecting," I told Illustrious as I reached down between my legs and prayed to the gods of Martin Baker to get me the hell out of here and pulled. My brain not designed for the accelerations and treatment it received over the next few seconds switched off. "Itss isss awakess" came a voice through to my brain. The accent I couldn't place more ss sounds than it should have had, I couldn't place it anywhere. "You are awakess yess no?" a second voice asked. "Yeah I'm awake," I said as I opened my eyes to a blinding light I tried to sit up but I was restrained. "Good why you fight?" came the voice I must be the Iranian/Iraqi coalition forces I must have been captured I thought. "Lieutenant Commander Simon Williams D276554J" I recited. Name, rank and number is all that these bastards will get out of me. "Why you all fight," I was asked again "Lieutenant Commander Simon Williams D276554J" I said "See itss like the other one the larger one is it sentient or is this a programmed response to stress." The voice said. "Is Mike alive?" I asked "It is sentient it shows concern over the other" the first voice said, "that shows concern and compassion but why fight, what does internal conflict achieve?" "Listen you can stop the weird shit I won't crack just tell me if Mike is ok" I told them. "You wish to know about Lieutenant Michael Jennings D294663F. Why?" I was asked. "Because he's my mate that's why we have been together a hell of a long time," I shouted back. "It is loud that indicates injury we will treat it first then question it more. Your mate is well do not worry" and I was unconscious again. Time is irrelevant in the blackness of sleep but I think it was a long time before I opened my eyes again. Again the blinding light with nothing but blackness outside it, but I thought I could just see figures moving in the blackness. "We have repaired you so now you are well we do not understand how the genetic injury occurred but with time you and Lieutenant Michael Jennings D294663F will be both well. Now you shall answer questions." The voice sounded like the first voice but the English was better less accent. "Lieutenant Commander Simon Williams D276554J" I said. "No we do not want to know your designation, we want to know why your species seeks self destruction and conflict?" it asked. This stumped me I was expecting torture, humiliation and questions about forces and operations, but this was strange. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Is your species genetically programmed to self destruction or is it a conditioned response to upbringing?" the voice asked me. "How should I know?" I demanded. "This will have to be solved before we can go any further with your planets integration so you and your mate Lieutenant Michael Jennings D294663F will solve this for us. How long does it take to raise an infant to maturity?" I was asked. "Eighteen years" was my answer; they hadn't prepared us for any interrogation on these lines in training. "It is good it is such a short time you and your mate shall be provided for and shall comply in all ways or you shall receive pain," I was told. This was more like what I was expecting threats of torture. "Lieutenant Commander Simon Williams D276554J" I said. "They are a strange species are we sure the sea creatures are not the dominant species or the large apes?" one voice said. "Yes these are the ones that are about to embark into interstellar space and if they do it could be the end of us all." A second voice answered. The bed or what ever I was lying on moved I could feel it move and then I was lying on grass looking up at clouds and the sun. I was naked and I could feel the sun on my body. What the fuck was going on? I sat up I was sitting in the garden of a large country cottage two stories, thatched roof and a well groomed garden with carefully tended roses. I looked around we appeared to be in a forest trees all around us I could hear birds singing I could smell the scents of the forest. I stood up and banged on the cottage door. "Hello can anyone hear me let me in please" I covered myself as much as I could with my hands wondering how I would explain why I was naked when Mike answered the door dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. "What the fuck are you doing here? This is my nightmare," I told him. "I don't think it's a nightmare Simon I think its worse than that" he said "come on in" I walked into the cottage to find a large living room decorated in pastel colours ornaments decorated an open fireplace with a fire laid ready, with paper coal and wood, to light. There was a television on in the corner with BBC news on, a stereo was in a wall unit full of books and a thick carpet lay on the floor. I looked around in shock I just couldn't understand what the hell was going on. "Let me grab you some clothes they will be a bit big on you but you will feel less exposed" Mike said and disappeared out the door. I looked at the television and saw a caption "Crisis in the Gulf" I found the remote controls and turned up the sound to hear that the eighteen survivors of HMS Illustrious were now being treated and would be shipped home in the next few days. "Mike they got Lusty she's gone" I shouted. "Yes I know I've been watching the news for the last two days about it" said Mike returning with a handful of clothes. "We were the first shot down then the Persian Confederacy attacked from the south the only survivors were on a rescue helicopter sent to pick us up with a news crew on board and a few in the water" I struggled to understand what he was saying as I took the clothes off him. I looked at the clothes jeans, belt, T Shirt and underpants. I saw a label on the underpants still new, good I didn't fancy putting my tackle where another mans had been. I started to put on the underpants when a voice came from everywhere around us. "Those garments are not acceptable. Lieutenant Commander Simon Williams D276554J the purpose of this experiment will not be enhanced by them." The voice said. "Who the fuck said that" I shouted. "That language is also unacceptable for this experiment further infractions on points you have been informed about will result in induction" the voice said firmly. "I don't give a fuck I am getting dressed" I shouted and fell to the floor as every nerve in my body erupted in pain. I am sure my bladder would have cut loose except for the fact I couldn't control any muscles in my body even to scream. I just lay there feeling like all of me was on fire and someone was using a file on my bones and teeth. I stopped and I was left gasping for breath in a heap on the floor. "Come on Simon lets get you up stairs I have had that three times it really mucks you up. They don't seem to like bad language or expressions of temper I even received one for sleeping on the incorrect side of the bed" Mike said and guided me up stairs into a bedroom with a large double bed. "The clothes in the right hand receptacles are for Lieutenant Commander Simon Williams D276554J, as the genetic anomaly has now been corrected a new designation must be found before the correct form is achieved" said the voice that had caused my pain. I looked at the right hand side of the bed there was a bedside light, chest of draws built into a dressing table with mirror and stool and a large wardrobe. I opened the wardrobe and looked in dresses, skirts, tops and lots of shoes all women's. "What the fuck ar?." I started and hit the floor again; Mike helped me up off the floor. "Look Simon they know?" he was interrupted. "That designation is not conducive to the success of this experiment another must be chosen to allow a correct gender identification now the genetic anomaly has been corrected." The voice said. "I do not understand what you mean," I said. "Lieutenant Commander Simon Williams D276554J designation is masculine now that the anomaly has been corrected in your mate a feminine designation is required. If one cannot be found we can designate one for her," the voice said. "Did you understand any of that?" I asked Mike. "No but I think were dealing with things outside our understanding, things that do not understand humans properly" Mike said. "What little green men give me a break. This is all some sort of Psychological torture." I said to him and then I shouted, "Go on do what you want we won't break" "Very well Lieutenant Commander Simon Williams D276554J designation shall now be Sarah Elizabeth Jennings, Mrs Michael Jennings or any combination of these will be acceptable. The appropriate metal bands may be found in a small pot on the flat surface two point seven meters in front of you they shall be placed on the appropriate digit by Lieutenant Michael Jennings D294663F as is the custom all appropriate customs shall be followed from now on." The voice said. In the glass pot was a wedding band in plain gold and an engagement ring with a diamond and two sapphires. I looked at them as Mike did and the voice repeated he took them and started to place them on my finger. "This is not the appropriate custom. This should be done with the male on a bent knee then embracing and the meeting of the facial orifice with the flexible oral organs encountering each others" the voice said. "No" I started to say and had another jolt of pain. I stood up again as Mike got down on one knee and took my left hand and placed a wedding band and engagement ring on my finger he then stood up to embrace me our height difference suddenly becoming apparent to me. Mike had just got in under the height limit I had just slipped over the lower limit for flying naval jets. He placed his arms around me and his mouth met mine, I refused to open my mouth and received a quick blast of pain. I complied and standing there naked I placed my arms around him and opened my mouth to kiss him back his tongue sought mine and we encountered each other for a moment. We broke the kiss and I started to look through the clothes in the drawers, panties, slips, bras, stockings and tights even a few bikinis graced the drawers. Mike left me to it I was lost I didn't know what to do with these things. "Is Sarah in need of instruction on the use of these items? Is it because Sarah was an airborne warrior?" the voice asked. "Yes" I said keeping calm not wanting to get another jolt. "The Sarah human shall only need to ask and assistance will be given. The first action is to bathe and remove the superfluous body hair by use of a metal cutting device dragged over the epidermis this body hair will be omitted with the genetic repairs" I went into the bathroom and decided to shower I washed my hair which was a lot longer than I have ever had it down to the back of my neck then after being reminded again I shaved my body sort of. "The inability of Sarah to remove the hair shall now be corrected" the voice said and all of a sudden there was a blinding light in the bathroom and a smell of ozone and burning. I looked down to find myself covered in a fine white ash I rinsed under the shower and I found except my head and eyebrows I had no hair on my body at all my penis and balls looked very strange without hair also the thicker dryer skin on my body at my elbows, knees, hands, and feet washed off. After drying I was then instructed to use talc, which I did then, to return to the bedroom on the bed were a blue summer dress, pale blue bra and panties and a pair of tights in a pale colour. "The artificial facial embellishments are not required for today though tomorrow they shall be adornments shall be worn on the body as supplied and the coloration of the fibrous tissue at the end of the upper and lower digits is required." My tormentor informed me. I looked around and found some jewellery on the dressing table also some red nail polish I translated the instructions to meant that these were required make up wasn't. I painted my finger and toe nails with a few prompts from the unseen observer at times what it said seemed to have come straight out of a women's magazine or TV program, then it would, after talking about how stunning red nails never go out of fashion, inform me to colour the fibrous tissue. I got them done though for some reason they seemed long I was suspecting that we had been here longer than we thought. I then started to put on the jewellery a gold charm bracelet, a woman's watch a gold chain around my neck and dangly earrings in gold with four small balls increasing in size to about a centimetre across dangling about four centimetres long. I looked carefully in the mirror and saw I had pierced ears I slipped them through and attached the back the lower parts of the earring brushing my shoulders if I tilted my head, my hair also looked lighter no longer the mousy nondescript brown I was use to now longer and thicker was it shaped. I brushed it and it seemed to curl under at the ends someone has been playing silly bastards I thought. I turned to the clothes after being told it was now time to dress and picked up the panties, not built for modesty or comfort. I slipped them up my smooth legs the rear slipped into the crack of my bum and my penis was barely covered at the front, half an erection and I would be out I thought. The lacy front irritated and hid nothing and the absorbent thicker bit between my legs felt strange. The bra was a matching bra again all lace but with wires at the bottom of the cups I got it fastened eventually with a lot of twisting and fiddling but it felt very uncomfortable. I opened the tights balled them up and pulled them on as I had seen my girlfriends do in the past, my legs felt super sensitive as they were snugly enclosed in the sheer material I was arranging them correctly when Mike walked in. "I am sorry for disturbing you Sarah and I am sorry for any thing I might do, but I have just spent the last ten minutes arguing about this and being punished?" he dropped to the floor I helped him up onto the bed my embarrassment forgotten with my concern for my friend. "Come here you beautiful woman," he said his eyes saying otherwise; he grabbed my hand to pull me to him. "Appropriate behaviour Sarah" a voice reminded me and I let him pull me onto his knee. One hand caressed my bum through the tights while another stroked my leg making me tingle and feel nauseous as it moved over my knee and up my thigh to stop halfway up my thigh. He rolled us both onto the bed and started kissing me over my face while his hand explored my encased legs avoiding my crotch and to my absolute horror I was starting to become erect from this perverse situation. "Mike" I said, "not at the moment I want to get dressed and have some food" I said he paused for a second no voice could be heard. "Certainly Sarah" he said the relief obvious on his face we sat up and I picked up the dress and slipped it over my head, Mike fastened it for me at the back and I put on some shoes all straps with a heel about three inches high. Mike had to help me down the stairs and even walking was stumble from one foot to the other in a controlled fall. "One of you will arrange food this is not the time for the main meal the other shall remain here," our invisible guard said. I volunteered to sort out the food and walked into a large well-equipped kitchen. Searching around I found some bread butter and sliced meat that looked like pork. As I made sandwiches I looked out onto the rear garden again leading into this forest the rear garden looked more practical and less ornamental than the front with tomatoes, fruit trees and a vegetable patch. I was starting to wonder if we were in the southern hemisphere possibly somewhere in Indonesia as it was winter in England when we had been shot down a bad one at that this was a pleasant summer afternoon. I made two cups of coffee to go with the plate of sandwiches and I was wondering how to get them through to the living room when Mike appeared. "I have just been having a chat and it was suggested I help you with the things" he said wincing in expectation of the pain. "Do you mind carrying everything in I'm not use to these shoes." I asked. "Not at all" and he took the sandwiches and the coffee through. I made a show of washing my hands and then emptied the bowl in the sink watching to see which way the water turned on the way out.. It didn't no spin at all. We must be right on the equator I thought. I dried my hands adjusted the straps over my shoulders, bra and stupid dress and walked through into the living room. Mike was sat on the two-seater sofa with the sandwiches and the coffee cups. "Come and sit here Sarah, the coffee table was out ready" he said his eyes again saying other than his voice. I sat next to him my skirt bunching up under me, I stood again and arranged it before I sat down next to him eating and watching the television. A lot of it was about Illustrious and the situation out there in the gulf, my concerns grew what if they thought we were already dead. I finished my drink and an arm slid around my shoulders I flinched and started to pull away until I remembered so I let him pull me close to him. His hand was on my bare upper arm I could feel his leg against mine. "Do you fancy a walk?" I said trying to think of a way out of this. "I don't know if it's allowed" Mike replied. "Are we allowed to go for a walk?" I asked the thin air "If appropriate behaviour is occurring then there are few if any restrictions on any actions you wish to do." The disembodied voice said, "Eventually we will only speak when called upon". "What do you mean appropriate behaviour?" I asked. "You are mates therefore you will act like mates until we can observe how infants are raised to maturity so we know if your species is flawed through your society, through upbringing or genetics" I was told. "What we are mates, friends and I am a man" I said there was silence for a while. "In your language is there the possibility of one word meaning two separate items as in nail on a finger of a hand, not a clock, and nail as in a metal spike for attaching two pieces of wood?" we were asked. "Yes" I replied to be left in silence for a long time. "Errors have occurred but the experiment shall proceed" I was told and then left in silence. I stood up rather confused about what errors had been made and started towards the door. "Upon leaving the house for recreational exercise it is required that one limb is around the torso of the other as seen in many visual electromagnetic signals received from your planet" the voice told me. As we walked out of the gate onto a path Mike came up to me and put an arm around me I slipped an arm around his waist and we walked away from the house as fast as we could. The path was dead straight and we walked along it after about ten minutes my feet were hurting but I carried on, after another ten minutes according to my watch we saw a clearing in front of us. We walked into the clearing to see a house and a garden with a vegetable patch. We rushed around the front in the door and found our plates and coffee cups waiting on the little table. We sat down and watched the news for a while again sat next to each other thinking about what had just happened but unwilling to speak of it with the threat of pain. "Sarah while this bonding process is taking place household tasks such as meals will be prepared for you, then at a later date you will be running the house between you" the voice said. "What do you think of that?" I asked Mike. "Think of what?" he said. "The fact they are cooking for us while we bond" I replied. "What are you talking about?" he said. Mike hadn't heard any thing and talking between the two of us we found that not all communications could be heard by the two of us most were just heard by one or the other. Mike decided it must be some form of telepathy and he said this could also account for the pain, direct stimulation of the pain receptors in the brain causing pain worse than anything man could do, I listened to him and eventually agreed with him his story made as much sense as any other explanation. I was prompted that dinner was ready by my personal voice and I told Mike we walked through together to the dining room. We sat down at a small round table three courses where sat on a small table on wheels by the side of it the room was dark and candles were the only illumination I walked to my chair. "Wait" the voice said. I stopped just before I sat and Mike pulled out my chair for me I sat as he pushed it under me. Mike served us a pate starter followed by a roast dinner and strawberries after and we sat there talking and drinking wine remembering old times despite the situation we were in. "Move your foot forward" I was instructed, I did and my foot came in contact with Mike's I started to move away. "No hold your foot against his," I was told firmly I did, he could see the confusion on my face. "Don't worry Sarah I understand as I am sure you do too" he said reaching across to hold my hand looking at the red nails his thumb rubbing the back of my hand so smooth now. His foot started toying with mine, his jean-covered calf brushing my nylon encased calf sending tingles and guilt through me. Music started in the living room and I was guided through to the living room, I obeyed the voices in my head and held him close and tilted my head up to kiss him. We danced for a long time me being guided around by my large friend and as our bodies pressed together I could feel his hardness pressing into me. "I'm sorry they keep flooding my brain with sensations and old memories" he said in my ear as one hand groped my bottom, I was reacting as well. I was led up stairs to the bedroom where a little white nightdress lay on the bed for me, and nothing for him. Mike undid the back of my dress and it slipped off me leaving me stood in front of him wearing bra, panties, tights and high heeled sandals. "You are beautiful my dear wife" Mike said shocking me. "Thank your husband" I was prompted. "Thank you my beloved husband," I said blushing at the words. He guided me back and sat me on the bed then lay me down. He removed my shoes and began rubbing my sore feet, that felt so good I glanced down my body to see my small feet in his large hands my red toes visible through the reinforced toe of the tights. His hands worked their way up my calves and to my knees as they reached my thighs I started to panic. "Stay still, do not fight," I was ordered and as I continued to start to struggle I was given a quick bolt of pain. His hands moved up to my inner thighs stroking through the nylon was giving me the hardon of all hardons but looking down I could barely see it through the panties and tights, his fingers traced the edge of the v of my panties then moving up my hips slid into the waistband of the tights and started pulling them down. I raised my hips to assist him and the cooler air hit my legs, he pulled them off and discarded them on the floor. "Slip into your nighty Sarah while I get undressed" Mike said I stood and started struggling to undo the bra he undid it for me kissing my shoulder as he did so. I slipped it off my arms and scratched at the red marks left by its presence then turning my back to him dropped the panties and screamed. My raging erection was all of three inches long I was expecting seven inches pushing eight. "Don't worry about it Sarah its not important now" my invisible companion said "get your nightdress on and slip into bed". I did so the white satin material was only just enough to reach mid thigh with the last two inches lace. I slipped under the cool cotton covers not looking at Mike, I felt the bed sag as he climbed in and I rolled away from him facing my wardrobe. "Move or pull away and you will know how bad pain can be," I was told. Mike's hand was on my exposed arm caressing the smooth and sensitive skin, it moved up and stroked my face teasing the earrings I hadn't removed, he moved closer I could feel his breath on the back of my neck and even though the only contact was his hand on my hip rubbing it through the satin. "I am sorry about," he stated and then tensed up as the pain caught him "I love you Sarah" he continued. He moved up close behind me kissing my hair as his body made contact with mine then kissing my neck as his arm slid around me. I could feel his hairy legs against my smooth ones, a large erection was pressing into my buttock through the thin satin. His hand was making circles on my stomach my nightdress was rising and he slid his hand under it to caress my bare thigh and move up over my nude groin avoiding my penis. It slid higher pulling the nightdress further up as his hand moved up to my chest toying with my nipples also causing the back of my nightdress to rise his hard cock touched my bare skin and I pulled away slightly. His hand found my hip and pulled me back the damp tip finding the crack of my bum. He forced between the cheeks moving slowly backward and forwards he felt hot and huge his arm was holding me tight and he was kissing my neck. The movement continued I was trembling with fear he pulled back for a moment his hand left me and he rolled away from me he fumbled around for a while and then rolled back one of his arms slid under the pillow my head was resting on, his other hand found my hip again his cock now slippery returned to my crack. "Bring your knees up for him," I was told and I didn't until the pain forced me to. My knees curled up allowed him greater access to my buttocks and he took advantage of it till the head of his slippery shaft located my arsehole. He nuzzled my hair and whispered he would be gentle, and then with his hand on my hip preventing me escaping he started moving backwards and forwards gaining a little ground with each movement. From my point of view it started feeling like I was having a crap then the pain started as more and more of the flared head forced its way into me. A harder push and the pain made me feel I was being split in two as the head of this intruder passed through my sphincter. Having made his entry he started making stronger movements in and out and within half a dozen strokes I could feel his pubic hair against my buttocks and it felt like a red hot telegraph pole was somewhere past my belly button. He was making sucking kisses on my neck and back his hand was exploring my body, he made a long slow withdrawal from me then a long thrust back in. "Ughh" I started "ooooh" I finished my voice raising an octave as the pain hit as he reached his maximum depth his pubic bone pressing against my buttocks. "Accept, relax and enjoy" my invisible friend said to me His thrusts were starting to pick up pace now the pain easing and a warmth starting to build in me my erection was returning despite the situation. His hand was pulling my hips towards him each time he thrust towards me. I tried not to move but his strength made it impossible not to and tears ran down face as I started to move for him, meeting his thrust assisting in my own violation. The movements speeded up he was slapping against me the pleasure was building in my own groin his hand cupped my groin pressing my little erection into my nude pubic area his fingers between my legs forcing me back harder into his thrust. The pleasure was building for me and between kisses nips and moans Mike was telling me he loved me. His hand pulled out from under my head and the pillow, he was thrusting hard into me now I was meeting his thrusts hard and moaning. He grasped my shoulders one in each hand giving himself some more leverage and forcing my body onto him harder he seemed to be getting larger inside me. As he thrust into me hard I started to cum spurting over the sheet myself and my nightdress my muscles clamped down on his cock and he shouted. "Oh yes, Oh my god yes" he shouted his hands clamping on my shoulders almost to the point of pain. He started twitching and firing jet after jet of hot liquid deep into my bowels. "Oh thank you Sarah," he whispered in my ear. He moved up close behind me his prick still in me though softening, his hairy legs against the backs of my legs, his chest against my back and his hot breath on the back of my neck. He held me tight against him, his breath dropping into the regular pattern that indicates sleep and his prick slipping from me to rest limp and wet against my buttock. I lay there trembling and sore yet empty from him leaving my body with his seed leaking out of me and my seed wetting the sheet which I lay on and my nightdress which now covered my upper thighs. I sobbed quietly not wanting to wake him up for a repeat performance until I fell asleep. I woke to light streaming into the room and a hard slickness between my buttocks. Oh my god, please not again. He slid into me without preparation and the tears filled my eyes as the pain hit me. "Oh please" I whimpered meaning please stop but my voice sounded strange and I stopped as I felt his pubic hair. He started long hard thrusts into me taking me and only thinking of his pleasure, harder and harder faster and faster and just as my pleasure started to build he groaned loud and I again felt him jerk inside me as his hot fluid could be felt filling me. I lay there until he slipped out of me then got out of the bed to go to the bathroom I could feel his sperm trickling down my leg and I stumbled catching myself on the wall. "Wait Sarah I'm to come with you they say you'll need me" Mike said following me. "Piss off your all done aren't you," I said as I reached the bathroom. My voice was high pitch going scratchy with my shouting. I turned around to ask him what was going on and found that I only came up to his chest. I looked up at his face and it was a face of shock. I looked down I appeared to have mounds under my nightdress it now came down to my knees, my arms were thinner delicate and freckled as was my hand. Something tickled my bum I reached back and found my hair reached to the tops of my buttocks and my bum felt larger as did my hips. I dragged the nightdress over my head my long hair getting tangled in it an eventually I let it drop to the floor. Red hair, Orphan Annie red hair blocked my vision and I brushed it back.. I glanced down and found two obviously immature breasts with large nipples my skin was pale and my waist tapered in before heading out to my wide hips, which my wrists brushed against as I stood there. At the junction between my legs my best friend for at least sixteen of my twenty-seven years was gone and a red pubic hair occupied the area where he used to live. I stumbled back and sat down on the toilet the cold seat greeting my arse and I spread my legs to look. I was damn near smooth between my legs a sort of Barbie doll look except for a little lump the size of a pea, a small one at that and a hole a small one further down. "Noooo" I screamed my high pitch scream breaking the silence. Mike rushed forwards to comfort me his hands pulling me up to crush me against his hairy chest. "We'll be ok Sarah don't worry we'll survive this" he said his hands rubbing up and down my back. My nipples erected but I couldn't pull away, then I felt his penis poking at my stomach and I did. I glanced down at the stiffening organ and feeling sick I sat back down. It was at eyelevel after I sat and I ignored it as sperm dripped from my buttocks into the toilet. "Do you want to go now?" I asked him. "No we are supposed to have a shower together now," He said. "At least let me pee in peace," I said and the ghost in my mind jumped in "There is no modesty between you and you husband Sarah" it told me. Wonderful I thought now I can't pee in peace. I squeezed as much of his sperm out of my bowels as I could it dripped into the bowl making splashing sounds. Then I tried to figure out how to use my bladder. I felt my muscles release and a high pitch hiss as I emptied into the bowl when I finished I was wet between the legs I wadded up some toilet paper and wiped, the little pea sized object was too sensitive to touch for long though wiping it made me think that every erotic sensation on my body had been confined here. I stood up and flushed. Mike stood in front of the toilet with his now flaccid cock in his hand, even flaccid it was six inches and I couldn't take my eyes off it as he started to pee the stream going straight into the water in the bowl. Mike turned on the shower and held my hand while I stepped into the bath. He followed. "How tall am I now do you think?" I asked him while looking at his chest. "Five foot exactly" he replied quickly "That was quick how do you know?" I asked my voice sounding sweet and pleasant with only the slightest tremble. "Because Sarah you are turning into my fantasy woman a short but well curved red head who freckles in the sun, gorgeous legs and breasts that hang like teardrop shaped mounds of flesh from your chest with large nipples and aureoles that almost cover the whole tip of the breast." He said erecting again before me. "That's enough for now Mike" I said "I'm a bit sore from your attentions earlier" "Whatever my beloved wife says shall be so" he said and proceeded to wash me everywhere. My small breasts enjoyed the attention but I did not like it as the soap stimulated the nipple. Between my buttocks was sore as the soap rubbed between them and between my legs was just too sensitive and ticklish it brought squeals from me. He didn't make me wash him merely washed himself as I washed my long hair, taking an enormous amount of shampoo. After rinsing he turned off the water and I wrapped a towel around my chest and bundled up my hair in another towel. As I dried I examined my body my muscle tone that I had was now gone leaving delicate limbs my hands and feet appeared smaller though my rings still fitted as did the charm bracelet which I now removed. The watch was loose on my wrist and it fitted well three holes tighter. I removed the earrings, which were catching on the towel and fumbled with the necklace. I tried to think of my previous girlfriends in the shower and couldn't remember if they wore any jewellery I didn't think so but jewellery wasn't what I was interested in at that time. I looked at the clothes laid on the bed for me by our invisible helpers bra, panties and tights again and this time a pale green dress with no sleeves and a v at the front and back. I slipped on the pink satin underwear less lace this time and more coverage on my buttocks and then the tights, the bra was even more strange than yesterday now it actually had something to put in it but with assistance from Mike I got it fastened. There was a trick to this. I knew if I could just remember for tomorrow, I thought as Mike's hands molested my bum through the tights and panties. "You put it on backwards and spin it around" my voice in my head said and I had a flash of Jenny a girlfriend from about five years ago doing the same thing. "You can read minds," I thought back at it. "Not read minds unless the thoughts are strong or directed at me" the voice said, I was sure I could actually hear it but Mike hadn't taken his hands off me. "That's enough for now Mike rustle up some coffee and something for breakfast," I said pushing him away. He departed and I pulled the very pale green dress over my head then pulled my long hair through and glanced down to see it had a slit running up the front of my right thigh and the dress finished a few inches above the knee. I sat down on the bed feeling my weight distribute on my larger bottom as if I was sitting on a cushion. "Right now" I thought at my invisible companion "Who are you?" "Names in our language mean something unique about a person and involve body motions with parts of the body that you do not have, the easiest translation would be one who seeks or Seeker" it said. "And your companion?" I thought. "It is one who judges, the arbiter, the decider, the judge and the executioner" Seeker replied in my mind. "What do you mean executioner?" I asked. "Life in this galaxy is rare. Many millions of years ago our people found a young race chillingly like your own this race had space flight and with our blessing we helped them get ready to take their place within our lager society. They came they joined and they learned. Less than a millennia after they had joined, they decided that they should dominate all for some strange reason. We later found was a genetic flaw. They started the Great War several species including some of the greatest and oldest were exterminated totally, trillions died and it became our task as the ones who first found them to stop them. This was a minor thing in terms of effort to wipe out a race on one hundred and thirty six planets, but the psychological effects of this on my people was terrible. We withdrew to our own planets for two thousand of your years over eighty percent of our population, committed suicide from the grief. When we emerged from our self imposed exile we decided that such a situation could not be allowed to happen again." Seeker explained with flashes of pictures being fed into my brain at the same time, of dead bodies, people lying down to die with their families and ships attacking planets. "Wait a second please Seeker I see the pictures in my mind but they are strange I see film and television images, Jonestown, the Second World War and Star Wars rather than what you are saying" I thought back. "You are sensitive, more sensitive than I thought" Seeker said "but your mind having not seen these things is interpreting it into things it knows. You have not and probably will never see one of our race so your mind places humans in the place of our people do you understand?" Seeker asked. "Yes I do," I thought back. "Well to continue, I am a Seeker one who searches for the young races, as youth brings new ideas and a freshness of thought to life. If you are too young to join us I bring in a Watcher who will guide your race quietly in the right directions, a flash of inspiration for a scientist may be more than his own ideas fermenting. If I am concerned that you are a hazardous race I must bring in one who Judges if your people are declared too dangerous with no redeeming features and no chance of rehabilitation then it will be erased to allow the next species to develop. On your planet some of the other mammals other than the primates are very promising though I think the great apes other than the chimpanzee might prove eminently suitable. The Judge prefers your water based mammals but these are just personal bias on both our parts" Seeker flashed images of dolphins and whales. "Wait a second how would a dolphin evolve underwater the basic concept of fire, the wheel and building are not possible underwater," I thought back hard. "Don't shout, it is your own prejudices that make these concepts of civilisation hard to understand. The space flight issue is about if the race is a threat to our culture, races have been admitted that have no technology as you understand it due to the quality of their thought." Seeker was getting irritated with me. "Never mind for the moment," I thought not fancying another burst of pain. "Sarah the pain is necessary only with non-compliance in this experiment which shall decide the future of you race, freedom to think is always allowed. The quality of your thoughts is good in you personally and your race as a whole which is why this experiment started." Seeker said in an apologetic tone. "Well why are you doing this to me then?" I said. "At first we were using verbal communication with you and your verbal communication is an imprecise item we believed that the two of you were a pair, mates. So this experiment to find if the aggression was genetic or social was arranged by The Judge. If it fails, your race will be as if it never existed if it succeeds then you will have admittance within a few generations. But the fact of you not being a couple was a failure of the experiment and it took all my pleading to allow this to continue. The fact that we are talking such a short time less than twenty years is the only reason The Judge hasn't passed sentence on your race." Seeker explained chilling me to the bone with its words. "Well how would you like to suddenly change into a woman?" I replied. "The concept you speak about is alien to me I get flashes from you that you equate it to changing into an animal or something. We do not have sexes as such but the normal situation for reproduction is the mixing of genetic material from at least five people. It is possible with less but the thought of only two individuals involved is repulsive to me. You would equate it as a perversion like wanting to marry your own mother." Seeker said giving me flashes of my mother while of me making love. "Yes, I understand you can stop the movies" I said rather disturbed by this. "Lets talk again later I need to get ready and Mike will be wondering where I am." I came out of my long conversation to hear Mike walking down stairs; the whole exchange had taken seconds if that. "Ok what do you want me to do now?" I asked. "Do you have any idea about hair and makeup?" Seeker asked. "No none at all" I admitted. "I will do it for you but you have to let me take control I can't take over your actions I have to be allowed in. Sit on the stool and relax your mind" Seeker said. I sat there relaxing and concentrating on my breathing to calm myself; this was ruined at one point by my own reflection my face had gone. The ugly face that I shaved every morning, had been replaced by a young woman, twenty at the very most. She had a small nose and blue eyes she was lightly freckled over her face. The chin was small and the lips were fuller than my old ones, all in all at a bar I would have been all over her but possibly worried about her age. The most striking feature though was her long hair red very red and very long. I started to relax again and as my mind and my body went limp I felt a presence in my mind pushing me to one side my hands started moving on their own and started sorting my hair out with a brush and hairdryer that I hadn't seen before. I couldn't look away because I didn't control my eyes. My panic built up and up as makeup was applied by my own hands. I could feel the lipstick in my fingers and on my lips but I didn't control the lips that were contorting to allow it or the hand applying it. Face, lips and eyes were worked on and then my hands started working through a jewellery box pulling out earrings and a necklace. "GET OUT OF MY MIND" I screamed as the panic took over and I flung the presence from my mind instantly re-establishing control over my body. "Sarah, Sarah calm yourself I am out" Seeker said. "I'm sorry I'm sorry," I thought back at it. "Child, do not be sorry. It is your mind I invaded and this was your first time. I was surprised at the length of time you were able to restrain yourself and by the power of your eviction, so don't be sorry. But please no shouting for a while I'm a little tender after that. I need to discuss this mornings events if you have need of me please call but don't shout." Seeker said did I detect humour in his/her/ its voice. I decided yes I did and I also decided to refer to it as her not because she was female but because she didn't feel male. I put in the stud earrings and placed the fine gold chain around my neck, slipped on the shoes and carefully negotiated the stairs and walked into the kitchen. "My god you are beautiful Sarah" Mike said. "Oh thank you very much," I said sarcastically waiting for the pain, none came. "I have coffee and toast ready" Mike replied ignoring the sarcasm. "Good lets sit and eat I need to talk to you" I told him. As I picked at a round of toast and drank the coffee I explained my conversation with Seeker at one point when I explained about the linguistic misunderstanding he laughed. "What the hell are you laughing about it could have been you sat here like this now, a situation I don't consider funny" I tried to make my voice roar as I used to when shouting orders as a man it just got shrill. He apologised and I continued with my explanations his face going grim as my story progressed through the possible fate of our race. "What do we do?" he asked me. I just shrugged my shoulders and we sat there in silence. I eventually wandered through to the kitchen to wash up, not through any sense that it was my job but from the fact that he had made breakfast. "You are lucky Sarah" Mike said behind me. "What do you mean lucky" I demanded. "I have just had a conversation sort of with my voice The Judge as you referred to him. He feels that except for essential conversation he should not interact with us on a personal level as his dislike of us as a race might make his decision less impartial. In other words he is there for orders and pain and that's all." He said. "Oh Seeker seemed pleasant and eager to talk, to interact with me" I replied. "Just my luck. Years of reading about aliens we finally make contact and mine wont talk," he said. "Well I will swap with you any time if you can dig up away to swap bodies you can talk for hours" I offered. "No I don't think so, you're the flight leader so I will let you negotiate. Anyway I know your taste in women and if you think I'm going to have tits like you like, you've got another thing coming." he joked. It didn't impress me at all. "Sarah" Speaker said, "He does not know how to cope with this situation. His dear friend, who he would have died for, has changed to the object of his deepest desires. He is also being forced to assume the role of a husband to his superior, if his mouth says the words they are not what he means." I felt movement behind me hands slipped around my waist and met across my lower stomach just below the waistband of my tights, he kissed the top of my head and I tingled. "Seeker are you playing with my mind at the moment?" I asked. "Yes Sarah but?" she said. "YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY FEELINGS EMOTIONS AND SENSATIONS DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?" I bellowed. "Yes I do" Seeker answered voice devoid of emotion "I will not control any emotions, sensations or reactions of your mind unless you invite me to. You will still have to obey or pain will be applied." "Fine" I said. Suddenly, the calmness and the acceptance of the situation that I had had that morning, dissolved. Was a man in a dress perched on high heels with a close friend behind me rubbing his crotch against my now feminine rear while kissing my head. I wanted to run and scream and punch. I didn't, I breathed I contained my fear and revulsion and tried to calm down. "I said I'm sorry I wasn't thinking" Mike said. "That's good Sarah. You have more control than I would have thought. Turn and kiss him placing your arms around his neck." Seeker said. I paused "SARAH" she warned. I turned around my hips brushing a cupboard door and his crotch, I was now aware of everything.. My legs inside there nylons coverings brushed against my dress and each other causing a whispering sound, my feet in their unnatural position with the heels, the bra cupping my small mounds and the panties cupping my groin reminding me of my loss there. I turned to face Mike his chest met my view I looked up at him and placed my thin bare arms around his neck and tilted my head. His hands found my rear caressing it through the skirt and tights then pulling me hard against him so I could feel his erection pressing into my stomach. He kissed my lips his tongue forced its way into my mouth he hadn't shaved and his face was rough on mine. I was aware of my skirt being raised and his hands under it on my bottom and upper thighs his fingers rubbing between my legs from the rear. "More passion in your kiss Sarah" Seeker told me. I responded with faked passion my tongue toying with his as his hands found the waistband of my tights and slipped under my tights and knickers to cup my bare buttocks. "Unzip his trousers and slide your hand in" I was ordered then warned as I didn't respond. I slid a small hand down to the front of his jeans tenting out from his passion, I pulled on the zip which was difficult at first then virtually opening itself as he sprang free. I felt the hard organ through the underpants, Christ it was big, and I slid my fingers up the shaft till I came to the waist band and my hand found the hot flesh emerging over the top of it I grasped it my small hand barely able to wrap around it. "Lead him through to the living room by his penis" I was told and I did one of his hands slid out of my panties but the other didn't and we walked through. The room had changed slightly all the furniture had moved back and the fire was lit. In front of the fire was a sheepskin rug and scattered cushions. "What the hell is all this shit?" I thought. "This is one of his fantasies Sarah that's all" Seeker said. "So why the hell am I playing to his fantasies then?" I threw back at her. "Listen Michael is in a fragile state he is having problems equating his feelings for you know with his memories and feelings for you as his friend Simon. This could cause the premature end of this experiment as with how bruised his ego is and how confused he is he could end up with a psychological sexual dysfunction. This would result in him being unable to perform his biological function and the end of the experiment according to The Judge." Seeker said I had flashes of Star Wars death star and limp dicks "are you sure you don't want me to make things easier for you?" Seekers voice was full of concern. "No my mind and my feelings are my own every other aspect of my existence has been stolen. I know what I have to do and no one will make me enjoy it, it is just some thing that must be endured." I told her. "Very well if you change your mind just ask" Seeker said. I stood there in front of the fire, nine inches of cock in my hand and I had no choice I had been willing to risk my life to be able to fly for my country now I had to submit to this and make Mike happy for my species. He unbuttoned the dress I was wearing letting it fall to the floor at my feet and I stepped out of the circle it made at my feet he looked at me long and hard I couldn't face looking at him with his passion for me sticking out of his trousers. I tilted my head down looking at my bra encased breasts not enough to talk about, my tights crossing my white belly, the panties cupping my groin and my little feet in their high heeled and nylon prison but with my red toes still visible. It was no wonder he had an erection like he had, I would have had one if I still had my prick. His arms encircled me holding me tight against him his hands roamed up my back as my face crushed into his chest, he smelt clean and masculine, his hands found their target and my bra was loose. He stepped back taking the bra with him pulling it off my arms exposing my small breasts, he guided me down onto the sheepskin rug making me lie back with my head on a cushion. He removed my shoes then ran his hands up my legs he hooked my tights and knickers with his fingers and in one swift movement I was naked. His hands were fumbling with his belt and his trousers joined my clothes on the floor he pulled his t-shirt over his head and was left just wearing socks. I know from my own experiences as a man there is absolutely no way to suavely remove a pair of socks and to leave them on is even worse, Mike chose the stand on one foot technique and pull a sock off and fell on his arse with a bump. Oh god how was I supposed to pretend passion with Mike on his arse, prick deflated and wearing only one sock. "I can help" Seeker offered. "PISS OFF THIS IS MY PROBLEM CAUSED BY YOU AND YOUR FUCKING RACE I DO NOT WANT YOU OR YOUR PEOPLE MESSING IN MY MIND" I threw back at her. She didn't reply but I got a quick flash of disgust and pain. "Are you ok" I asked he nodded "Then come over here and hold me tight I'm scared." I said, if that didn't get him back on track nothing would. He lay beside me I rolled towards him my little boobs swayed and bounced as I did, shit these things are going to be a lot bigger soon how will I cope then. I must admit I did cheat a little I referred to my own memories and used the kind of tricks that use to get me going. I kissed him passionately with a cool clinical detachment in my mind, the same sort of detachment I use in an emergency in the air I carefully planned and made every move. I ran my dainty little foot up the outside of his leg running my red toes up past his knee, then I let my foot slip behind his leg pulling his leg between mine with my heel then rocking my hips to force my flat groin onto his leg. "Oh Mike" I said in husky voice, I thrust harder "Oh Mike" I said again trying not to laugh. I could feel his prick pressing into my upper thigh it was starting to stiffen again. I tilted back and grabbed one of his hands and placed it on my boob, I placed my hands on his shoulders and used the leverage it gave me to hump his leg in earnest. I have to admit the combination of the friction of his leg and the teasing of my boobs didn't feel bad not the intense sexual pleasure I use to know but it might be fun. I increased my tempo and increased my moans of fake pleasure; I slid my hand down between us and grasped his prick in my little hand. "I want you and I need you NOW Mike" I told him squeezing his prick. He rolled me onto my back and slipped a hand under the cushion my head was on and pulled out a tube of KY gel. "Wonderful" I thought at Seeker "You think of everything don't you. But why do I have to take him in my arse why not wait until you finish turning me into a woman" "We can't have him having time to think what he is doing at the moment. This is as repulsive to him as it is to you but his passion should keep him from thinking till the change is done. By then when he eventually starts thinking with his mind rather than his hormones he is going to be apologetic, feeling sorry for himself and in love with you" Seeker said. "And how long is this change going to take?" I asked of her. "Everything visible will be done by tomorrow morning just a couple of days playing with the internal organs and endocrine system and you will be finished" Seeker said happily. "Oh thank you that will be nice," I thought back sarcastically. "Why do your thoughts mean two things this is confusing?" Seeker said. "Now you know some of how I feel, I'll explain sarcasm later I am a bit busy at the moment" I told Seeker. I turned my attention back to Mike; he was squeezing a blob of the clear jelly onto his prick. I reached up and spread it over him with my fingertips he twitched as my fingers coated him with the lubricant. He moved down my body with his hands down my slightly rounded stomach and into my silky pubic hair his fingers teased the little button that was left of my cock massaging around it never touching, I twitched my hips a few times to encourage him. This was going to be a cold calculated operation on my part without my mind being clouded by Seeker. I grasped his cock in my hand wrapping my fingers around it as much as I could, I moved my hand backwards and forward the slickness of the lubricant allowing me to put pressure on it and still move smoothly. "That's enough Sarah" he said and moved down my body taking his prick out of my grasp, removing the last chance of stopping this. "Lift your bum up a second" I was asked and a cushion was shoved under my padded rear. He moved my legs apart and positioned himself between them I felt his hot organ sliding between my buttocks again. He couldn't get the angle to enter me I placed my small feet on the floor either side of him and pressed down to give me some leverage to tilt my pelvis up for him and with a rush of breath from both of us he slipped into me. The pain was almost as bad as the punishment pain that had been inflicted on us. "Sarah why do you endure this pain it is not necessary" Seeker said in a concerned voice. "Because this thing I do goes against my very nature, I know I must do it to save all I love but I will not enjoy it because it repulses me." I said back. "Do you hate him for this Sarah?" Seeker asked. "Of course not. I don't like what he is doing but in the same position with the threats to us and our planet I would be doing the same." I replied sharply. "Do you hate us?" Seeker asked. "I don't know you well enough to decide," I answered honestly. Mike had started to move in and out of me now building up speed, the pain was receding to be replaced by a general warmth. The thing I noticed most was my boobs bouncing up and down on my chest, which was slightly painful. I wiped the last of the KY gel on Mikes back with the pretence of hugging him then dropped my hands down to cup my