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Winter's Dreams to Summer's Daze: Virgin
By JDG
Jason wasn't a bad sort. He was better than average for a
teenager these days, at least by his reckoning. He got
better than average grades in a school system that failed
to meet the academic needs of it's students more with each
politically correct day that passed. He didn't swear...
much. He was athletically gifted. He worked at a part time
job and was well liked by his co-worker's, and he was even
still a...
A soft popping sound from the end of the alley ahead of
Jason disturbed him from the listing of his perceived
virtues. As he stared he thought he saw two women
appearing, rather like a movie fade in. One was about 5'6",
with a beautiful ageless sort of face. She had long inky
black hair that hung in whorls and ringlets about her
slender shoulders. Her eyes were aquamarine and seemed to
be perpetually opened wide in surprise. Her figure was
staggeringly good. Better in fact than most of the girls
Jason had looked up on the porn sites his parents never
suspected he visited.
She seemed to be wearing a flowing diaphanous gown of blue
silk. It swirled about her like a cloud, as if disturbed by
a breeze that wasn't there. Jason was sure there was no
breeze. He was sweating profusely in the 99 degree
temperature and was sure he would have noticed a cooling
breeze.
Beside the vision was a beautiful girl with flaming hair
and a winsome figure. Not as exaggeratedly endowed as the
raven haired beauty, but far more than a handful. Since
Jason had never even gotten to experience a handful he felt
a longing to grab the four beautiful protuberances in front
of him. Oh if he could just get his hands on something like
that!
The brunette spoke in a voice like the musical babbling of
a brook, or at least what Jason presumed a babbling brook
sounded like. He had never been out in the country where he
might hear a brook after all. Around this town all you
heard was arteries hardening, and the sluggish wash of
fetid water in canals dug into swamps to reclaim land.
"Jennifer! Are you sure this is the right portal?" The
taller woman looked at the scarlet tressed one with a look
of annoyance.
"Oh yes Princess! This is the very portal that the original
Celine used to exchange with you." At this Jennifer slapped
her hands on her mouth, as if by this action she could
reclaim the forbidden words.
"Don't sweat it Kiddo." The raven haired woman smiled.
"Who's going to hear you here? It's not like Daddums or
Mamair are anywhere about."
Breathing a sigh of relief Jennifer stepped out of the
mouth of the alley and stared, pointedly at Jason.
"Princess, I think I've found one already."
Then Jason found himself standing face to face with Celine,
Royal Princess of the House of Oberon, and his half father.
Of course he didn't realize all this then. He was
enraptured in the glow of her preternaturally beautiful
flesh. Awash in the perfumed honey of her breath and the
head spinning flush of pheromones that stimulated his
teenage hormones beyond reason.
"Duh." Jason said.
"Nice to meet you Kid. I'm Celine and this is my handmaid
Jennifer. You're David and Linda's kid aren't you?"
The mention of his parent's names snapped Jason out of his
fugue. "You... gulp... you know Mom and Dad? Gosh lady I
didn't mean to stare at your... err that is... oh heck."
Here the boy seemed to sag in defeat.
Celine smiled, thinking of the effect such superb cleavage
would have had on her when she was a man, much less when
she was a teenage boy. She opened her mouth to reassure him
that all was well when a grating voice interrupted her.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here boys? Couple of
porno actresses looks like to me, and scoutin' themselves
some chicken too, by the looks of it!" The speaker was a
sallow faced man of small stature with a heavily scarred
face. Acne had not been his friend when he was a teenager.
With him were two black men who were somewhat larger,
though no more bright judging from their dull looks.
"Now if you two 'ladies' are lookin' for a good time then I
think that my buddies and I can take care of you just
fine." Here he reached forward, as if to squeeze one of
Celine's overlarge breasts.
Celine prepared to turn the three men into the small
scuttling animals they truly were when fate played a hand.
Jason slapped the offending hand away before it could make
contact.
"Back off slime ball!" His words were bold, and not without
reason. He was a fourth degree black belt in Aikido, and an
all conference wrestler in the heavyweight division.
Unfortunately neither made him bulletproof, as he found out
when crater face shot him in the abdomen with the little
.22 he had hidden in his other hand. Jason crumpled like a
sack of soggy laundry.
The pain was sharp and burned rather than really hurt.
Jason felt the world seem to swerve sideways right after he
heard the dull popping sound. The sidewalk then seemed to
jump up and slap him in the face. He could smell the grit
and feel the harsh texture against his cheek. Funny, he
couldn't remember his head hitting the sidewalk.
"I bet this never happens to Crocodile Dundee." Jason
thought as the world began to rush away from him on dark
wings. Vaguely, through the encroaching darkness, he could
hear the two women shriek. He felt terrible that he had
failed to save them. A small furry creature fan across his
face. "Rats." Jason thought as his consciousness faded
completely.
Jason wasn't sure how long he drifted on the wine dark
shores of unconsciousness, but when he came to he really
wished he was unconscious again. He seemed to be standing
in the alley mouth and looking down at his body.
"Well this is it." He thought to himself. "I'm dead."
The beautiful woman with the dark hair was squatting beside
his body and speaking to him. Odd, but she kept calling him
Jennifer.
"Don't worry Jennifer. With your spirit to work with the
enhanced abilities of this body you will heal perfectly,
though I'm not sure how we'll ever be able to get you back
into your own body."
What was even stranger, to Jason anyway, was that his body
then blinked open it's eyes and smiled at the gorgeous
woman. "I'll be fine my Princess. Don't worry about it. It
is an honor to sacrifice my body to save one of your
children... even if he is not aware of his relationship to
you. If I must be a man for the rest of my... mortal ...
life then this is a fine body to be one in." Her voice
faltered just slightly on the word mortal. It was clear
that while she had willingly made the exchange, she was
daunted by the prospect of living in the mortal world, as a
man, nonetheless.
Jason looked down, expecting to see a transparent version
of his body beneath him. Instead he saw the well endowed
body of the red haired woman. Complete with the tight
sheath of a dress she had been wearing. Of the men who had
attacked them there was no sign.
"Oy vey!" Jason gulped.
The dark haired woman... what was her name-oh yes Celine,
looked up at him with a smile on her lips. "Hello
Jennifer." She said. "How about helping me with Jason.
After what he has been through he's bound to be a bit weak
and unsteady for a few moments."
Nodding numbly, and feeling the long red tresses slide
across her bare shoulders, Jason moved to help Celine with
his body. Silently Jason had already decided that it must
be a dream. Though a much more tactile dream than he had
ever experienced. She could smell the garbage rotting in
the alley, and feel the heat, though neither seemed to
particularly bother her.
By the time that 'Jason' was back on his feet and able to
stand unsupported, Jennifer had begun to suspect that this
wasn't all some delirium induced vision. Mostly because
when Jason's arm had brushed against the sensitive tips of
her breasts the electric shiver that shot from them to her
groin had been too real to ignore.
Swallowing Jennifer asked, "This isn't a dream... is it?"
The woman Celine smiled at her and shook her head. "No my
child it isn't. I have a lot to explain to you and not much
time. Let's all go grab a burger and a shake at McDonald's
shall we?"
'Stranger and stranger.' Jennifer thought as she walked,
arm in arm, between her former body and the woman Celine.
She was supremely aware of the sway of her hips and the
delicate bounce of her breasts with each step she took. Her
long red hair tickled at her ears and back, and she could
feel earrings hanging from the lobes. She wondered at the
skill with which she navigated in the heels the woman had
been wearing.
"Ummm." Jennifer started.
"Yes?" Celine asked.
"Don't you think we might stand out a bit in these outfits?
In McDonald's?"
Laughing Celine slapped the heel of her hand against her
forehead.
"Duhh me!" She waved her hands and muttered something under
her breath. Instantly Jennifer felt her dress flow into a
midriff top, hot pants, and clogs. Celine was now dressed
in slim line jeans, a peasant blouse, and sandals.
"Better?" Celine asked.
"Uh, yeah. I guess. Not that I'm not grateful for your
saving my life and all, but well, how come I'm a girl now,
and your friend Jennifer is me, and how come I'm not
completely freaked out by all this."
Celine smiled. "That my Dear is a very long story. It has
to do with an exchange that took place years ago, with
bloodlines, and with your being a virgin most of all.
Virgin's are magical in their own way you know. Their blood
is very powerful."
Jennifer felt her cheeks flame with her virginity being
announced by a woman who seemed at once a stranger, and yet
someone whom she should know. "Tell me." She asked with her
eyes beginning to brim with tears, but whether tears of
happiness or sorrow she could not tell.
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