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Whats it like on the other side
The Final Part
by B.Pink
Before reading this it is essential that you read the other
parts, otherwise this will make no sense at all. Even then, it
may well seem confusing, as the story I have attempted to write
of two people in one body I have found extremely difficult to
put into words. Your comments and thoughts on this would be
appreciated.
Wednesday nights at the club, girls free before 9.30pm. We walked in,
my face smiling at the hunky bouncer on the door. Lucy made a rude
comment about the bulge in his trousers, giggling emitted from my
mouth in tandem with her. My mind was trying to will Sarah not to
go and sit in the kennel, but she did and sat waiting for Lucy to
return from the bar with the drinks.
As Sarah looked around I tried to see if the old man was about. He
wasn't and neither was my body. I was fretting, what if they didn?t
come here tonight?
Remaining in Sarah?s body was not doing me any good. I could feel
it taking me over. In just one week it seemed that I had learnt
all of her life story, its detail filtering into me, my own past
becoming blurred as it was over written. I was confident that once
back in my own body I would be able to laugh about this, but at
the moment it seemed that James Burton was someone else, not me.
Sarahs personality was overpowering me, the male that had been
ghosted into her body last week was fading away from me. I was
scared. My mouth was talking to Lucy. When this had first happened
to me I was a passenger, now I was almost thinking the girly responses
to her chatter naturally. It was as if in some ways I was becoming
Sarah.
The night wore on, the music played, alcohol was drunk, not in excess
as I didn?t have much money in my purse. Not much money in my purse -- it
wasn?t my purse it was Sarah?s. Please let the old man arrive soon, let
me get back to my own body. I wanted to be James, what was my surname?
Simpson? No that was Sarah?s surname... Oh God, help me.
As she looked around through Sarahs eyes I saw myself. Standing at
the bar with Mike, Paul and good old Malcolm, I was laughing as I
chatted to my mates. How I wanted to be really there with them. I
wondered who was in my body, who was controlling my being.
The old man... He was there! He stood near my old body. They were
alone together, they started to talk but I could see that their lips
never moved. I could hear them, I could hear their thoughts as if
they were speaking right next to me.
"So Sarah, how have you found it living as a male this week?"
"Oh Dad, it has been wonderful, I wish this could go on for ever."
My face was facing Lucy but I could still hear this, could still hear
it and continue the conversation with her as if nothing was happening.
Sarah?s father was dead, he had died years ago in a car crash... What
was going on?
"Well Sarah, you can remain if you want, stay like this, live the rest
of your life as James Burton."
"What about Mum, what about the twins? I can?t leave them, who will
look after them?"
The man smiled and said, "Do you think that I would let any harm come
to them, they will be ok, they won?t miss you if you are still there."
My head turned and for the last time I looked through someone else's
eyes. It was as if Sarah lifted from me and started to walk away
towards my body. I stared as I saw a shadow of James Burton leave the
body that was rightfully his and walk towards me. At the same instant
the ghostly figures reached their destinations and moulded into their
new bodies. I looked back to Lucy she was still talking, she had seen
none of this, nor had anyone else. It was the secret of Sarah, her father
and me.
I was now Sarah, an unbreakable bond had been sealed, making me into
her and her into me. Although in the back of my mind I knew that I
was really someone else, my life would now be lived as a female, I
was a female, genetically, mentally, the body and nature of Sarah now
mine. She would live as James Burton, I as her, my true life and identity
stolen.
Still taking to Lucy as if nothing had happened my inner being had
accepted its fate. The girl that I had seen last week and fancied but
had been to ashamed to admit it, was now me. The old man, the man that
had now been my father came into my line of vision. Again he spoke to
me, his lips didn?t move but I heard him.
"My daughter wanted to be a male for as long as I can remember, after
I died I could see it even more clearly. You abused your rights as a
male, now you will live the life that had been destined for her, it
will not be easy for you, but Sarah it is your duty to look after
your mother and sisters."
As he said this the last remaining part of me that would be able to
resist this enforced change evaporated. He turned and walked away, I
was never to see him again.
"That guy up there is giving me the eye," Lucy told me while trying
to hide her obvious delight. I turned and saw James Burton, he was
smiling at her. I heard her gasp as he walked towards her.
"Will you dance with me?" he asked her. She nodded and he led her to
the dance floor. I watched as they held onto each other as they danced,
continuing on through song after song.
"Wanna dance darlin??" I heard through the noise of the music. Before
I turned towards him I knew that it was the guy from last week. I smiled
and nodded and followed him to the disco floor.
He held me tight, pushing against me, rubbing against my breasts, his
hands caressing my bottom. He kissed, I opened my mouth and felt his
tounge enter and explore. I could feel a wet feeling between my legs, a
nice feeling, a feeling that I remembered from last week.
"Are you gonna give me a lift home?" I questioned, wanting to be in
the back of his car, wanting to feel his hands me, wanting to feel
the delights that his penis would bring me.
He led from me from the dance floor, I collected my coat and we left
the building, walking to his car the feeling in my female sex growing
by the second.
He opened the car, we got in the back. We kissed again, his hands
explored my clothing, finding the openings, one hand down my tights
his fingers rubbing me, the wetness increasing.
I undid his trousers and released his erect cock, gasping as I felt
the size and power of it. He undressed me, I got on my hands and knees
and he entered me. My face was pushed against the side window as he
thrust in and out, I heard myself groaning in delight and pleasure
as he made me orgasm over and over again. He came, we sat panting in
the steamed up car. He gave me a cigarette, the first one I had ever
had. I loved it.
We kissed more and then he made love to me again.
"I?ve got to be up early in the morning for work," I said to him. He nodded.
We got dressed and he drove me home, dropping me at the end of the street
as he had done the week before.
I quietly entered the house, the house that last week I came into as a
lodger within the body of a girl. I was now that girl. I undressed and
fell into bed. Satisfied sleep came quickly, my life now alone in this
body, the thoughts in my head all mine, the responsibilities all mine.
In the next room were the twin girls, my sisters, that I would care for
and look after should our dear Mum die prematurely.
Somewere inside me there was someone else looking out through my eyes.
He was an ignorant male, I would have to make sure that he became all
girl.
The end
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