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The Box By M John Mathias "Man, I can't believe I lost that last match," Mike grumbled to himself for the umpteenth time since leaving the dojo. He was heading home from Karate class, where he was a brown belt in tae kwon do. "If only I was bigger and stronger," he said to himself, and picked up his pace. He always ran home from class, and today was no exception. He liked running along the railroad tracks, because they ran pretty much from the dojo to his house in a straight line. He was running through the last match in his head when all of a sudden he fell into a hole that wasn't there two days ago, the last time he made this run. Luckily for Mike, his reflexes kicked in, and he went into a shoulder roll, coming up on his feet on the other side, none the worse for wear. He walked back to the hole where he'd lost his gym bag, and picked it up. Underneath the bag was the corner of a metal box. Mike dropped his gym bag again and pulled out the box, surprised at how light it was. "What's this? I've never seen anything like this before. It's like one solid piece of metal, but it's way too light." Mike looked around, to see if there was anyone around who might own it. Seeing no one, he picked it up again, and decided to take it home. He picked up his Gym bag, and headed for home, all thoughts of the last match forgotten. *** "I'm home..." Mike yelled, dropping his bag by the front door, and then closing the door with his foot. He yelled the same thing every day, and no one ever answered. His mom worked evenings, and his sister had a part time job after school, and on the days she didn't work at the restaurant by the mall, she was busy shopping AT the mall, so he practically always had evenings to himself. He made his way back to his bedroom quickly, because he wanted to get a better look at the box. If his mom or sister saw it, they'd want him to try to find the owner, and he wasn't ready to do that until he figured out what it was. Closing his door, he kicked off his shoes, and sat on his bed with the box in his lap. He noticed that there were no seams on the box at all, and only some symbols on the top, in a language he couldn't read. He shook the box, but didn't hear anything. He ran his hand across the top of the box, and all of a sudden the box began to grow. He jumped up, the box falling off of his lap, onto the floor. It continued to grow, until it was about the size of a phone booth. Mike's first thought was that it could be a time machine like on Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure, but it didn't seem to have any controls at all. Both sides were just blank metal sides. He slid it around, and the last side he looked at, had a control panel of some sort, with letters flashing on it, in apparently the same language that the top of the box had. He watched the writing scroll by, not able to read a thing, and then the scrolling stopped, and the screen had a flashing square at the bottom. He reached out and touched the screen, and the writing disappeared. "Oh wow, it has a touch screen monitor, whatever it is! This is too cool!" Mike reached out and touched the box with one hand and reached on the other side with his other hand to close his door. The last thing he needed was for his sister to come home, and see. He pushed the door closed, and looked back on the screen to see a perfect representation of his sister on the screen. He pulled his hand away, and the image stayed there. "How in the world did this box have a picture of my sister?" Mike wondered to himself, as he touched the screen again to see if he could figure out how to work it. "I wonder if it has a picture of me?" With that, the image shifted into a perfectly detailed picture of himself, in every detail. "Does this thing read my mind," Mike wondered aloud, and decided to make a test. He imagined himself as himself, but taller, with large muscles, looking like Kurt Angle, his favorite wrestler from WWF. The image shifted until it was a picture of himself, but tall, and muscular, with Kurt Angle's wrestling uniform. "Wow, that's really cool, I wonder if I can print this picture out." He looked around the control panel, but all he could see other than the screen was a purple button. He pressed it to see what would happen, and when he did, a section of the box disappeared. It didn't open, it just vanished, like a piece of the box disintegrated with just a slight humming sound. Mike looked inside the box, and saw an exact duplicate of the purple button. He stepped inside, and looked at the button, and on impulse pushed it. The door shut, and he had just a moment of panic, when this red light came on, and the box began to shrink. He screamed, afraid the box was gonna shrink back to it's original size and crush him, when the red light went off, and the door reappeared. He jumped out, and looked at the box again. It hadn't shrunk, everything else had. He was suddenly over six feet tall, and at least 250 pounds. He looked at himself in the closet door mirror, and was amazed at what he saw. It was clearly still him, but what an idealized version of himself. He couldn't believe how strong he felt. He wanted to know how much he weighed, so he took off the wrestling uniform the machine had made for him, opened his door, and looked out to see if anyone else was home yet. No one was, so he walked out naked, and got on the bathroom scale. It read back 235 pounds. "Wow, I'm a total hunk," Mike said, and ran downstairs to the cellar where his weights were. He went over to his bench press where he had his barbell with 175 pounds on it, and picked up the bar with one hand. "Outstanding! I can't believe what that box did to me. It can make me into anything I put on that screen." Mike walked back up to his room, and closed the door. He immediately had some interesting ideas he wanted to try out. Touching the screen again, he quickly imagined his next door neighbor Laurie, who was a total hottie. The image came up on the screen almost immediately, totally nude. "It's a shame you're as stuck up as they come, Laurie," Mike said and sighed. She was the head of the snobbiest clique in school, and looked down on everyone. They used to be friends when they were kids, but now... Mike touched the purple button, and the door reappeared just like last time. He stepped in, and touched the inside purple button, and just like before, the door disappeared, and then the light came on. He began to shrink, and then the light went off, and the door reappeared. She stepped out and looked at herself in the mirror again. "Wow, Laurie, you're a total hottie!" Mike got the idea to go get her digital camcorder, and set it up on her dresser aimed at her bed. She then turned it on, and lay on the bed, and began playing with herself. It didn't take long before she had totally forgotten about the camera, or anything else, because it suddenly felt SO incredibly good. She was massaging her boobs with one hand, and alternately rubbing her clit and penetrating herself with the other when she had her first orgasm as a girl. She rode it out for the longest time, amazed at the intensity. She kept rubbing for at least another 10 minutes, and had three more earth shattering orgasms, each stronger than the last, until she couldn't take it anymore. She laid there trying to catch her breath, and then got up, smiled and waved at the camera, giving a real good full body and head shot, got up, and turned the camera off. She hooked the camera up to the computer and uploaded it. Next to the computer was a picture of himself, with his mom, and his sister Bridget in a pair of short shorts, and a crop top. Mike immediately got another idea, and while the camera uploaded the mpeg to her computer, she went to the box again, and called up a picture of her sister totally nude. The box complied quickly, and she pressed the purple button, and the door appeared. Mike stepped in, totally unafraid, and pressed the purple button inside. The door vanished, and the light came on again. When the light went off, and the door reappeared she stepped out, and looked at herself in the mirror again. What she saw was a dead ringer for her sister Bridget. The camera finished uploading, and she thought about filming herself for possible future blackmail material, but just as she was considering it, the doorbell rang. She didn't have time to change back into Mike, so she grabbed Bridget's robe out of the bathroom, and put it on. Of course it was a perfect fit, and she walked to the front door to answer it. Hey, she belonged here. Mike opened the door to see Richard, Bridget's boyfriend standing there. She had told him that Richard was boring, and that she was gonna break up with him. Mike guessed she hadn't gotten around to it yet. Richard walked in, and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. Mike was surprised that she wasn't more freaked out about being kissed by a guy, but she guessed the machine had apparently made subtle changes to her psyche as well as major changes to her body, because she found that she liked it. Richard sat down on the couch, and patted it, inviting Mike to sit down next to him. Mike walked over, not even realizing she was swaying her hips as she did it. She sat down, unconsciously holding the robe to be able to sit ladylike. "Bridget, I know you don't like wrestling much, but would you mind going with me to the WWF Pay Per View Event this Sunday? I've got tickets, and I'd really like you to go. I was supposed to go with Jeff, but mom grounded him, so I've got a ticket, and the only one I'd really want to go with is you, so... what do you say?" Mike beamed. She'd wanted to go to the PPV event, but her mom had dismissed it as too expensive, and said no. Here was her chance, and she jumped at it. She'd figure out how to work the details later when she had more time. "I'd love to go. In fact, I'm really looking forward to it" Mike hugged Richard, and impulsively kissed him again on the lips, this time lingering just a bit longer. "Great. I didn't think you'd want to, so thanks for being so willing, even if you're not really that excited. Now, with that settled..." Richard leaned in, and kissed Mike, holding the back of her head, and leaned forward. Mike's body knew just what to do, even if Mike didn't. She leaned back, keeping the kiss, all conscious thought lost in the moment. Richard pulled the chord holding the robe closed, and reached in, and began rubbing Mike's breasts. Mike just laid there, enjoying the stimulation, when Richard began moving one hand down. Mike could only whimper as Richard got his hand between her legs, and Mike's legs parted of their own volition, allowing complete access to Richard's probing hand. Richard expertly rubbed Mike's clit, and Mike was shocked at how good it felt. It didn't even feel this good when she had played with herself earlier. Richard stood up, and took Mike's hand, pulling her to her feet. He led her up the stairs to Bridget's room, where he closed the door, and pushed her robe off her shoulders. Mike was mesmerized by the moment, and sat on the bed. Richard took off his clothes, not exactly doing a striptease, but doing it in a way that Mike found very sexy. Richard was quickly naked, and kissing Mike again. Then Richard leaned forward, causing Mike to lean back. Suddenly Richard was on top, kissing, and rubbing, and the next thing Mike knew, she felt Richard pushing himself into her. That shocked her back to herself, but as he went in, it felt so good that Mike couldn't have stopped even if she had wanted to. Richard was like a piston, thrusting into Mike. She couldn't believe how good it felt. She couldn't control her own body, as it operated on pure instinct, wrapping her legs around Richard's back, pulling him deeper and deeper into her. When her first orgasm hit, she let out an involuntary scream from the intensity, and it kept hitting her in waves, each stronger, and more intense than the last. When she felt Richard finally release into her, she had her strongest orgasm yet, and passed out. Richard decided to let her sleep, since he had to get to work anyway. He kissed her gently on the forehead, and quietly snuck out. What had gotten into her he didn't know, but she had been more eager, and active than ever before. It was the best time they'd ever had together, and he realized he loved her more than ever. *** "What the...WHO THE HELL ARE YOU AND WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE ME?" Mike jumped up, seeing his sister in her doorway, he was momentarily confused, but then the afternoons events came back to him, and he realized his sister was looking at an exact duplicate. "Wait sis, I can explain," Mike said quickly, getting to her feet quickly, realizing that she was still wet from Richard's lovemaking. "Who are you, and why do you look like me. Tell me. TELL ME!" "I'm your brother Mike! Wait, and I'll show you, okay?" "You're not Mike, Mike's my brother, and you're obviously a woman, so who are you?" Bridget took a menacing step forward, and raised her hands. Mike noticed objectively that she did it just like she had taught her when she had tried to teach her some karate. Mike reached forward, got a hold of Bridget's arm, and put her in a wristlock, just like she always did when they fought. It was almost a tradition. "If you'll hold off a minute sis, I can prove it, okay? Come with me," Mike said, and passed her to the doorway, keeping her arm held until she was past her. Then she let her go, and headed to her room, and opened the door. Inside, the box was just as she left it, and she quickly touched the pad, and brought up her own image, with Bridget looking on. Then she pressed the purple button, and the door appeared. Bridget jumped back, more from the shock of the door just appearing, than anything else. "This box can turn me into anyone I think of, and put on this display. Watch me." Mike quickly stepped inside, and pressed the other purple button, and the door vanished. When Mike stepped back out as himself, Bridget practically fell onto the bed from complete shock. "Where did it come from," Bridget asked. "I found it while I was running home from karate class. I was experimenting when Richard came over. Oh... I have something to tell you. I um... slept with Richard while I was you." Bridget started to get mad, but Mike cut her off quickly. "It wasn't his fault, he thought I was you. I don't know what happened. I think the box made changes to my mind. When I made the image of you, I think it took all of my information to make it, including that you liked Richard. I don't really have another explanation, so it's all I can think of." "Doesn't it make you feel a little gay? I always remember you telling me you couldn't understand gay guys because the idea alone grossed you out." Mike turned to the box, and brought up an image of Bridget, but this time he made it a more idealized version of her. Larger bust, narrower waist, perfectly flaring hips, with flawless skin. He pressed the purple button, and the door appeared. Then he stepped in, and pushed the interior purple button. When she stepped back out, she was an idealized version of Bridget. She stood in front of the mirror, and Bridget stepped up next to her. Comparing the two was like comparing a girl next door type with a playboy centerfold. Bridget had to admit to herself that Mike's body was somehow arousing to her, even if it was another girl. Mike broke away, and touched the panel again, bringing up the idealized version of himself he had used earlier, but with a few strategic changes. She pushed the purple button, and motioned for Bridget to step in. "I don't know about this Mike. I'm a little scared. What if something goes wrong?" "I've used it a bunch of times now, and it does whatever I tell it to just fine, and I can change back. You've seen it. Come on sis, give it a try. It's the only way you'll really believe me." "Okay, but you're gonna change me back right after, right?" "Right. Definitely." Bridget stepped in, and pushed the purple button like she had seem Mike do. The door disappeared, and she saw the light come on. Then the box started shrinking, and she had a moment of panic, until the light went off, and the door reappeared. Bridget stepped out, and looking at the mirror, gasped at what he saw. He was at least six feet tall, and built like a Greek god. "Oh, my god! I'm like gorgeous." Bridget looked at Mike, and he realized just how attractive Mike was in that body. Bridget's new body betrayed him, and he began to get an erection. Mike saw it, and began to get aroused herself. The box had increased their sex drives along with their looks, just as Mike had programmed. They stood next to each other, looking in the mirror, when Bridget reached over curiously, and touched Mike's breast. Mike gave an involuntary moan, and then they turned to each other, and kissed. It quickly devolved into a major make out session, and they wound up on Mike's bed, going at it for at least an hour and a half. Mike had also programmed Bridget's new body with one other enhancement. Multiple orgasms. They kept going, having orgasm after orgasm, until they were literally too tired to go any more. They eventually were just laying next to each other on Mike's bed. "You know what would be funny sis," Mike asked, a little apprehensive at her suggestion, but eager to try the ultimate test. "What if we went to school tomorrow as each other? I wonder who would do a better job of fooling our friends." "Oh, come on. You know I'd do a better job. All guys do is grunt, and joke around. How hard would that be?" "Wanna try it? You might learn something about how we really are." "You just want to get into the gir'ls locker room," Bridget said. "Well, I'm game. I have to admit I've always wanted to see the guy's locker room too." Mike got up, and touched the panel, designing a slightly enhanced version of Bridget. The box complied, and brought up the image as requested, but unknown even to Mike, it also implanted all of Bridget's memories as well, since it had previous access to them. Mike stepped in, and when she came out, she looked a lot like the original Bridget, but with slight improvements, like perfect skin, perkier breasts, and a thinner waist. She stepped up to the box, and performed the same process bringing up a slightly enhanced version of Mike. Bridget stepped in, much more relaxed than the last time, and when he came out, he looked just like the old Mike, except his arms chest and legs were more muscular, and his jaw was a little more chiseled. "Sis, you'd better stay here in my room tonight, just in case mom checks. I'll sleep in your room. I'll see you in the morning, I'm really tired." "Yeah, me too," Bridget said, and gave Mike a hug, almost crushing her ribs without thinking. "I'll see ya in the morning, 'sis'!" Bridget said with a surprisingly manly chuckle. Mike closed the door behind her, and went to Bridget's room, by way of the bathroom. It was her first time peeing as a girl, and she almost stood up, but there was nothing to grab. Turning around, she sat down, and then let it go. She was surprised at how fast it came out compared to being a guy. She was empty in seconds. She got up, and wiped herself. Then she went to Bridget's room, and closed her door. She realized that in the last change, the machine had erased Bridget's outfit. She wondered how she even knew which bra Bridget had been wearing, and realized she suddenly knew a lot about Bridget. She had all this information in her brain about her sister, but they were more like memories. What were they? Mike pulled down the covers, and got into bed. She reached up and turned off the light, and snuggled to her pillow, her hair creating almost a halo around her head. She was tired, but couldn't fall asleep, because she was thinking about the whole bizarre day. She thought about Richard, and was surprised to find herself getting aroused again. She rolled over on her back, and absently began to stroke her clit, realizing suddenly that she knew somehow that Bridget did this almost every night before going to sleep. It was so weird, and another memory came to her. She reached down, and pulled Bridget's vibrator from underneath her mattress where she kept it, and turned it on. Touching it to her clit sent immediate shocking feelings through her, and she rocked her hips up and back, stimulating her clit even more. She had a very satisfying but not earth-shattering orgasm pretty quickly. It was more of a warm, fuzzy kind of orgasm that went on and on without any strong peaks. She could ride the vibrator for hours she recalled, but she finally felt like she could go to sleep. She put the vibrator back, and did the tuck and roll, falling asleep immediately. *** The next morning, Mike woke up, and was momentarily disoriented. Then she realized she was in her sister's room, and Bridget was in hers. She got up, immediately heading for the toilet. She remembered to sit down right away this time, and went quickly. Then she got in the shower, and washed off, washing and conditioning her hair almost without thinking that she never conditioned her hair when she was a guy. She soaped up the scrungee with moisturizing soap, not even looking at her normal bar of Lever2000, and soaped herself from head to toe, enjoying how soft her skin was, and then rinsed the conditioner out of her hair, and washed the soap off, being careful to get every trace of soap away from her sensitive areas because if she didn't she somehow new she'd itch like crazy later. She stepped out of the shower, into the vanity area, to see Bridget standing there, a smile on his face. "Bridget, what are you doing in here when I'm taking a shower?" "You're kidding right? I've seen that body a lot more than you, so what's the big deal? I didn't realize another benefit to being a guy. While you were doing I don't know what in the shower, I've already shaved, brushed my teeth, gone to the bathroom, combed my hair, and I'm pretty much ready to go. Hey, any chance you could give me a lift to school?" "Are you kidding? The whole idea is to try to be each other. You NEVER give me a ride to school, so you get to ride the bus for a change. Oh, by the way, have you noticed anything funny about your memory? I've got all these memories of yours in my head somehow." "Yeah, I've noticed. I was gonna ask you what your locker combination and class schedule was, but I realized that somehow I already knew them. Oh, by the way, after you left last night, I took the opportunity to peruse your porn collection you've got hidden above your closet door. You've got quite an, um, collection. Don't worry, I put 'em back." "Uh, Thanks." Mike said, wrapping the towel around her breasts a little tighter unconsciously. "Is mom up yet? I think maybe it'd be best if we minimized contact with her. If anyone's gonna figure out something's weird, it's her." "No, I haven't heard her yet, and her door's still closed," Bridget said. "She was out late last night. I don't know who her flavor of the week is, but I hope he doesn't come around. The last guy made a play for me when she wasn't looking. HA! Wonder if he'd like me now. I'd karate chop the crap outta him." "Right, I tried teaching you, and you just couldn't get it. Just because you're big now, doesn't mean you can fight." "Beg differ 'sis'. Somehow, I know as much karate as you now. I seem to know everything about you. I guess it's the machine. Anyway, it's pretty cool. I think it'll make it a lot easier for me to pass as you, and you to pass as me." "Well, 'bro', you'd better hurry if you're gonna catch the bus. I gotta finish getting ready." "You're really not gonna give me a ride?" "Well, you certainly got some of my intelligence. Don't forget your gym bag with your gi and pads, you've got karate class after school." "Okay, that's fine, play your little games. Just remember, when we change back, it's still gonna be ME with the Mustang, 'sis'." Bridget hurried out of the bathroom, and Mike towel dried her hair one last time, and went into Bridget's room. She picked out a nice outfit that she had seen on Bridget many times, and put it on, and then put on makeup being careful not to get anything on her royal blue blouse that so nicely highlighted her pale blue eyes. "Knock 'em dead, kiddo," Mike said, and winked at the mirror as she got up. She realized that Bridget did that every morning as a ritual, and she wondered briefly just how much the machine had made her like her sister. Mike grabbed Bridget's purse, and got out the keys, as she picked up her backpack. Tossing the backpack in the back seat, she slid smoothly into the driver seat, and backed out. Driving down the road, with the top down, and the wind blowing through her hair, she didn't realize just how 'right' it all felt. The drive to school only took about five minutes. Mike parked the car, just as Richard walked up. "Hey Baby," Richard said, kissed her, and held her gently at arms length, looking at her. "You know, you look especially pretty today, do you know that?" Mike blushed, and then said, "Of course I know sweetie, and you ALWAYS look especially buff to me." Richard smiled at the complement. "I was really surprised yesterday by how eager you were to go to see wrestling with me. Thanks for being so understanding. I know it's not really your thing. You're sure you want to go?" "Are you kidding? Wrestlemania? The Rock against Hulk Hogan? Triple H against Jericho for the undisputed championship? I'd be crazy not to want to go. Besides, I'm thrilled with the company I'll be with," Mike said, winked, and playfully punched Richard on the arm, flirting with him. "Bridget," Richard said looking seriously into her eyes. "You're the best, you know that?" "Well, duh, of course I do," Mike said jokingly, and giggled just like Bridget always did. She didn't even notice, as she and Richard entered the building. *** Bridget was on the bus, not noticing that several people were looking at him. He was about 30 pounds heavier than Mike was yesterday, and people were wondering why they hadn't noticed now muscular Mike was getting. The bus finally got to the school, and Bridget got off, unconsciously jumping onto the curb like Mike always does. This time however, he crashed into someone, and they both fell to the ground in a heap. "Sorry, I didn't see you." Bridget and the girl said together as they picked themselves up. Bridget realized it was Sarah, a girl in her gym class, who she thought was so cute, and actually made her wonder if maybe she could be bi. She had long curly light brown hair, what could only be described as doe eyes, and a Slightly upturned pug nose. The overall effect was stunning. She also had one of those annoying bodies that let her eat as much as she wanted, without gaining an ounce of fat. Bridget found himself tongue tied, as Sarah looked at him. Sarah broke the awkward silence, saying, "It's my fault. I should have given the door more room." Sarah and Bridget both bent down to pick up their backpacks, and bumped heads. "Ow," Bridget said and they both started laughing again. "We gotta stop accidentally bumping into each other." "Yeah, especially since you're so much bigger than I am. I didn't realize how much until now. How come you're not on the football team? You look really strong." "Well, for one, I'm obviously clumsy," Bridget said, and they both laughed again. "Seriously, would you like to go to the movies or something with me? I'm not really very good at asking girls out, so..." "I'd love to," Sarah said, cutting Bridget off. There was something genuine about him, that she really liked. He wasn't at all jocky like most of the big guys in school. Besides, he was really cute. She took out a pen, and wrote her number on his arm. She always wanted to do that to a guy, and it was as fun as it seemed when someone did it on TV. She walked towards the school, and turned her head to look back at him, her skirt swishing back and forth innocently. Bridget watched her walk all the way into the building, and then looked at his arm, and smiled, amazed. He was right. Being a guy was soooo much easier. *** Mike kissed Richard goodbye outside her homeroom door, noticing that there was no gross factor. She assumed that the machine had adjusted her attitudes to that of her sister as well. She was glad because she really wanted to be able to pass as her sister. She sat down in Bridget's homeroom seat, amazed at how much about her sister she knew now. For instance, she hadn't even paid attention as she dialed the combination to her sister's locker, but somehow knew what the combination was. It was freaky. The bell rang, and woke Mike up out of her daydream. She headed out to her first period class, math. It was one of Bridget's worst subjects, but one of Mike's best. She sat down, just as the bell rang, and the teacher Mr. Barnhart, or 'Barn door', as the kids called him (as in wide as...) closed the door, and promptly announced a pop quiz. Mike recalled what Bridget was studying in class, and realized it was a topic she'd already covered last semester. She breezed through the pop quiz, and turned in her paper first to a surprised 'Barn door'. Mike then quietly filed her nails while the rest of the class finished. When the bell rang, Mr. 'Barn door' called Mike up to his desk. Mike walked up, wondering what was up, but Mr. 'Barn door' just wanted to say how glad he was that Bridget finally decided to study for a change, and that her work was her best yet. Mike blushed, and said thanks, and left feeling really good about herself. Being a girl was soooo much easier. *** The rest of the morning went by pretty uneventfully. It seemed that both Mike and Bridget benefited from having combined memories, and found that their worst subjects had become easier for them. Mike was able to do well in Bridget's honors English class, while Bridget was actually able to follow in Mike's Trigonometry class. At lunch, they sat at a table together, comparing notes, and discussing how the morning went. "Hey sis," Mike said over the salad she was surprised she wanted, "You had a pop quiz in Mr. 'Barn doors' class today." "Yeah?" Bridget said over the roast beef lunch he had felt like eating today, "How'd I do?" "Oh, you aced it, of course. I just hope you don't leave me too far behind in MY class." Bridget rolled his eyes at Mike. "Actually it was really easy, which surprised me. Anyway, I've got the homework assignment if you want to look at it." "I'll look at it when we get home." "Lunch is over," Bridget said, looking at the wall clock. "You'd better freshen up your makeup before it's time for you to go to my history class." "Yeah, whatever. " *** Mike got up, and threw away the rest of her salad. Bridget watched her go, noticing how sexily she walked. Did he walk like that all the time when he was a girl? No wonder guys always stared. She was hot. He looked back down at his food, and cut another piece of roast beef, and put it in his mouth. Just then he felt a tap on his shoulder, which startled him. He turned around to see who it was. It was Sarah. "Hi Mike. Can I sit with you?" Bridget motioned to the chair next to him, and Sarah sat down. "Um, Mike, can I ask you a question?" "Sure, anything." "Who was that girl you were talking to? I mean, if she's your girlfriend or something I don't want to get between you two, okay?" Sarah looked in his eyes for some sort of a reaction. Bridget smiled, at her, and laughed good naturedly. "Well, I hope you don't think it's too uncool to eat lunch with my older sister do you?" "Your sister? Oh, if I'd known that, I would have come over sooner. I just thought..." "You just thought you might cause a scene. Well, I haven't had many girlfriends," Bridget laughed inwardly thinking about how true that was. "I would never cheat on someone I liked with anyone else. It's just the kind of guy I am." "I kinda got that feeling when I talked to you this morning." "Well, talking about this morning, do you want to maybe see a movie tomorrow night? I know it's short notice, but if I could I'd even ask you for tonight, but I don't want to be too pushy. Besides I've got karate after school." "I'd love to, It's a date." "Great!" "Are you good?" Mike choked on the sip of milk he had just taken. "I'm sorry, what?" "In karate, are you good?" "Ohhhh. Umm, you know, honestly I'm not really sure." Sarah laughed, and put her hand on his arm as she stood up. "I bet you're great. Don't forget to call me, okay? You DO still have my number don't you?" "Right here," Bridget said, and showed Sarah his arm. "I might just get it tattooed there." Sarah laughed, and sauntered off without saying another word. Bridget noticed that she had the same cute sway Mike had leaving the table. Bridget wondered briefly if he looked that good from behind in his normal body, and realized that he normally looked JUST as good as Mike did leaving the table. *** Mike headed to the bathroom, to check up on her makeup. Walking in, she immediately noticed that Laurie was there, "holding court" with her friends Janet and Stacy. Mike went to the mirror closest to the door, and farthest away from Laurie, and began to fix her lipstick. Laurie got up off of the heater she was sitting on, and sauntered over to where Mike was just finishing, and he quickly put his lipstick away. "Hey, Bridget, how's Richard. I hear he's a great fuck. Care to comment?" Laurie's two flunkies started laughing, and a couple of the other girls in the bathroom began to make hasty retreats, hoping to avoid having the three turn on them too. Mike watched the other girls leave, and turned to face Laurie. He noticed that although he was much taller than Laurie when he was Mike, he was shorter than her now by about 2 inches. "Well Laurie, there are some things you just shouldn't ask, but since you'll never find out yourself, I guess it's the only way you've got to find out." "You know what? If I wanted to, I could steal Richard away from you any time I want." Laurie said, snapping her fingers for emphasis. "I mean look at me." Laurie looked at her two friends, "Am I NOT the hottest girl in this school? Come on, look at you, you look like shit next to me." Laurie's two friends nodded eagerly. "I mean, really." Laurie continued, "Ask your loser brother Mike. He would kill for a chance with me." Mike had had enough. Laurie was just the biggest bitch she'd ever met. She couldn't imagine that her and Bridget used to be best friends in elementary school. "Well, actually, I don't think either Richard or Mike are fans of silicone. In fact, I think Mike might be allergic." Laurie's two friends laughed, but quickly stopped when Laurie turned and glared at them. Laurie turned back to Mike, and swung at her. Mike had kind of expected it, her karate training taking over. Mike came up with a forearm block, then grabbed her wrist and elbow, and drove her face first into the wall next to the mirror. Mike then gave her three quick kidney punches while holding her arm in a wristlock. Laurie collapsed to the ground whimpering and crying, gasping for air. Mike stepped back, noticing that Laurie's friends hadn't even moved a muscle to help their 'leader'. "Next time you take a swing at me bitch, I'll mess up that face so bad you'll need plastic surgery to pass for human again. Don't fuck with me." Mike turned on the faucet, and stuck her hand under the nozzle, redirecting the spray onto Laurie, adding insult to injury. Mike walked out of the bathroom laughing, while Laurie began wailing behind her like a baby. *** Mike spent the rest of the day expecting to be called into the office for beating up Laurie, but the call never came. She guessed that maybe Laurie didn't want anyone to know what happened, and if she had told, it would have gotten around. Mike didn't say anything about it either. The real Bridget would NEVER have done that. When the final bell rang, Mike went to her car. While waiting for Richard, she saw Bridget get on the bus heading for karate class, gym bag in hand. "Don't make too big a fool of me, sis," Mike mumbled to herself as the bus pulled away. "What did you say, cutie?" Mike turned around to see Richard standing beside her. "Oh, nothing. I just wanted to see you before I went home to change for work." Mike was unsurprised to realize that somehow she knew Bridget worked tonight. Richard kissed her, slow and tenderly on the lips. "Get going, you're pushing it the way it is. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon, okay?" "Okay," Mike said, and gave Richard one last quick kiss before getting in and starting the mustang. As she drove away she was surprised at how easy being a girl was. *** Mike pulled into the driveway at 10:15 pm, after a long day as a hostess at O'Charlies. God being a girl is hard. It seemed like every guy that walked in the restaurant tonight was checking her out, and most of them simply talked to her breasts. Was she that bad when she was a guy? She hoped not. She walked up to her old room, and knocked. Bridget opened the door, wearing nothing but a pair of briefs, and motioned for her to come inside quickly. Mike had a moment of panic when she couldn't see the box, but Bridget pointed on the shelf, and Mike saw the collapsed unit sitting there next to some books. "Mike, I found a way to collapse the box, so it doesn't take so much space. All you have to do is push the buttons on the top, and it collapses, and if you push them again, it grows." Bridget said, while taking the box off the shelf. He placed it on the floor, and pushed the buttons. The box began to grow, just like it had done yesterday for him. "That's too cool. Oh, by the way, how was karate class? Hope you didn't get beat up too bad." "Actually, I won every match tonight. Your sensei said I was making great progress. Who would have thought I would be able to fight better than you?" "Yeah, with all of my training, skills, and experience in your head to help you." "Well, there is that. Hey, 'sis', by the way, speaking of fighting, I heard this rumor that you got into a fight today at school. Is it true? Did you really kick Laurie's ass in the bathroom? Laurie and her friends are denying it, but other people said you went into the bathroom, and she came out with a big bump on her head, dripping like she had just gone swimming." "Well, we may have wrestled a little bit," Mike said with a smile that Bridget knew all too well, even on a different face. "Speaking of wrestling, did you know that you've got a date with Richard for wrestling Sunday night. I accepted without even thinking, cause I'd love to go. Any chance that I could go to it as you?" "Mike, you know I don't like wrestling, so if you want to, be my guest, but on one condition." "Name it." "I sort of made a date, and I'd really like to keep it, so if you let me be you Saturday night, I'll let you be me Sunday night. Is it a deal?" "Deal. Who is it?" "Sarah Barkeley." "Sarah? That's cool, I think she's really hot. I've never had the guts to try to talk to her." Mike and Bridget shook hands, sealing the deal. They just stood there, motionless for about ten seconds, looking into each other's eyes, when Bridget pulled Mike in, and kissed her firmly. Mike had a momentary shock, but Bridget kissed so well, Mike found herself kissing him back, and that led quickly to another full makeout session. Bridget had Mike's blouse and bra off with obvious expertise, and was kissing Mike's breasts, when Mike stopped him. "Hey Bridget, hold up. I've got a great idea. I was thinking about this at school, and I'd love to try it, if you're feeling kind of daring. What do you say?" "I don't know, what's your idea?" "Trust me," Mike said, getting up, and touching the display on the box. She blocked it intentionally, so Bridget couldn't see what she was doing, and when she pushed the purple button, the door opened up. Mike stripped the rest of the way, and then stepped inside. "Close your eyes, and keep them closed until after I change you too, okay?" "What are you up to Mike?" "You'll see, and trust me, I think you'll really like it." Bridget nodded, and put his hands over his eyes. "No peeking Bridget. Remember, you promised," Mike said, and stepped into the box. She looked at Bridget one more time to make sure he wasn't peeking, and then pushed the inside purple button. The machine did it's thing, and in no time Mike stepped back out. Pushing the outside purple button again, Mike made her way over to the bed where Bridget was still sitting with his hands over his eyes. Mike helped Bridget up, and led Bridget inside the box. Mike walked out of view, and then said, "Okay, Bridget, push the purple button." Bridget took his hands away from his eyes, and then pushed the purple button. He could tell immediately that major changes were taking place. He was regrowing his boobs, even bigger than before, but what was really amazing was that he was forming two penises, and two vaginas in a square pattern, with the two penises on opposite corners. Stepping out, Bridget looked at herself, and then she saw Mike. He was an exact duplicate of her. "Well, sis, what do you think? We'll fit together perfectly now." Mike stepped up to Bridget, and rubbed her breasts against Bridget's. They were super sensitive, and Bridget felt her two pussies immediately begin to get wet, and her two penises to get hard. Mike was having the same reaction. Mike pulled Bridget over to the bed, and pulled Bridget on top of her. It took a bit of doing, but they got the four penises in the four vaginas, and Bridget began moving up and down, amazed at the intensity of the feelings. It was four times better than one, and it was almost sensory overload. She had trouble keeping her movements steady because of all the shocking feeling she was having. Mike was apparently feeling just as good, and it wasn't long before they began cumming into each other, and as one would finish, the next one would come, so they both had constant orgasms for the better part of an hour, before Mike finally wrapped her arms and legs around Bridget to stop her from moving. They were both sweaty, and breathing hard, and it took another ten minutes before Bridget could push herself off of Mike, and roll over onto her back. They just laid there for a few minutes before Bridget got up, and went to the control panel. She brought up her own image, and stepped in. When she stepped out, she looked just like Mike had all day. She picked up the work clothes Mike was wearing when she walked in, blew Mike a kiss, and left, closing the door. Mike picked himself up, and staggered to the machine, and changed back into himself. Then he collapsed the box, put it on his shelf, and practically collapsed onto his bed. *** Mike woke up the next morning to his regular alarm, and realized he'd forgotten to turn it off. Well, it didn't really matter, since he had to get to the karate dojo anyway. He sat up, and rubbed his chin, feeling the stubble. He got up, and got dressed in record time, and was out the door, heading for karate class. Bridget had been listening for Mike to leave. She wanted to experiment with the box some more, and figured that while Mike was at his Saturday morning karate class was a great time to do it. She put on a robe, and headed downstairs to get something to eat first. That's when she found the note and money from her mom. The note read, "Hey guys, I hope you don't mind, but Steve and I are going away for the long weekend. Behave while I'm gone, okay? Here's fifty dollars for food, and I'll be back late Monday night. Mom." "Who's Steve?" Bridget asked herself. She took the fifty dollars, crumpled up the note, and threw it away. This was so typical of her mom. She couldn't wait to go off to college. She was pretty sure her grades, and SAT scores would get her at least a partial scholarship somewhere, and with what she'd saved so far, she should be able to afford most of it. Plus, she'd work, and get student loans to pay the rest. She grabbed a pop tart, and headed back upstairs, walking right into Mike's room. She looked out the window and saw Laurie washing her car. She then looked at the box for a minute, and then got a strange idea. Taking it off the shelf, she expanded it. Then she decided to try something a little weird. What if the box could give her powers, like make her be able to control another person's thoughts and emotions? Would the box be able to figure out how to do that? She programmed Mike's form, and concentrated on giving him the ability to control another person's thoughts and emotions. Then she stepped in, and came out as the idealized version of Mike, but with an additional power. Bridget put on a pair of shorts, and walked out the front door. Laurie was out front in a bikini top, and short shorts, washing her car. Bridget looked close, and could still see the bump Mike had given her, even though Laurie had used concealer to cover it, and had done a really good job. Bridget walked up to her, and leaned against a tree. Bridget some how knew how to work the new power he had, and was emanating waves to Laurie that would make her attracted to him, as well as making her aroused. Laurie started to look flushed, stopped washing, looked at Bridget, and tossed the sponge in the bucket of soap. "Hey Mike, you're looking pretty good. Have you been working out?" "Yeah," Bridget said, and smiled. "Hey, can I give you a hand washing your car?" "Sure, here, take the sponge. I'll rinse where you wash." Bridget started washing the car, and Laurie almost immediately started rubbing up against him, seemingly innocent at first, but quickly becoming obvious. Bridget finished up, and Laurie rinsed off the car, while Bridget wrapped his arms around her from behind. Bridget whispered in Laurie's ear that his house was empty, and he wanted her to come over with him, while implanting the suggestion in her mind that she would do anything he suggested. She turned off the hose, and obediently followed him back to his house, where they began making out on the couch. Bridget stopped her, and told her to go get her German shepherd Spike. Laurie did just as he asked. Bridget quickly went into Mike's room, and got his digital camcorder. He made sure it was ready, and when Laurie came back, leading Spike, Bridget started recording, and told her to strip. Laurie did, Spike obediently watching her. When she was naked, Bridget told her to get down on all fours, and start playing with Spike's penis. Laurie called Spike over, and started playing with him. It didn't take too long for Spike's penis to start to appear from it's sheath, and when Bridget implanted a thought in Spike that Laurie was his bitch, and in heat, Spike quickly became fully aroused, and started humping at Laurie's hand. Spike moved behind Laurie. With Bridget recording, the dog mounted Laurie, and proceeded to begin pounding rapidly. Laurie began to orgasm immediately. She'd never had anything this big, this powerful, this strong before. She tried to move away, because the feelings were too strong too fast, but when she tried to move, she discovered she was tied to her dog. The knot was stretching her inside, and it was beginning to hurt, but it also felt so good, she couldn't keep from having orgasm after orgasm. She didn't even know she was multi-orgasmic before. None of her boyfriends had even been able to give her one orgasm on a regular basis, and here was her dog, driving her crazy. Finally, after at least fifteen minutes of merciless thrusting, and near constant orgasms, she felt Spike bury himself even deeper, and the hot cum splashing around in her insides. She was amazed how much, and how long he came. Spike tried to move away, but he was still stuck. He turned around, and his butt was up against Laurie's. Spike began to walk around, making Laurie crawl backwards toward him to keep it from pulling and tearing her. Finally after another 20 minutes, Bridget recording the whole thing, Spike finally pulled out, spilling a mixture of cum and fluid on the floor. Laurie curled up in a ball, suddenly ashamed at what she'd done. Bridget implanted another suggestion in her mind, though, that from now on, she would get aroused at the thought of having sex with dogs. Then Bridget told Laurie to get dressed, take Spike home, take a shower, and douche, and then come back. Laurie immediately got dressed, and took Spike home. Bridget took the opportunity to clean up where Laurie had spilled on the hardwood floor, and download the video onto Mike's computer. He put it with the other file with Laurie on it. He seemed to know where Mike had downloaded the earlier file, so he put the new one in the same folder. Then he used the box, and called up an image of Laurie, but added about 20 pounds, and pressed the purple button. When Laurie came back, Bridget led her right into the machine, and told her to step inside and push the purple button. When she came out, she was definitely pudgier, and Bridget implanted the thought in Laurie's mind that she loved sweets, and couldn't resist them. Bridget knew that soon, Laurie wasn't going to be the thin person she was right now. Laurie had made everyone's life at school hell, so now it was her turn. He wasn't totally cruel, he had already decided that once Laurie learned her lesson, he (or the real Mike) would just simply take away the sweets addiction, and change her back to normal. Bridget then took Laurie and the camera back out to the living room, and set the camera up. Then he told Laurie to strip, get on all fours, and stay there. Laurie did just that as Bridget used the box to become a very large black male mastiff. When Bridget came back into the living room, Laurie took one look, and began to get uncontrollably aroused. Bridget could immediately smell her arousal. His sense of smell was so much better. Bridget got behind Laurie, and took a tentative lick at her pussy. He had never done that before, but it didn't taste bad. Bridget got Laurie good and wet, taking special care to make sure the camera got the best angles, by moving Laurie around the way he wanted her. Then he mounted her, and started pushing into Laurie. She was so tight, Bridget was a little afraid that Laurie might tear, but then she realized that if a baby could come out, then he should be able to go in. He took special care, and moved slowly until he was most of the way in. He started to get this urge to push deeper, and when he did, he could feel what felt like swelling at the base of his penis. He realized that it was the knot, and he tried to pull it back out, because he didn't want to get locked with Laurie, but when he tried to pull out, he couldn't. It had already swelled to the point where Laurie cried out in pain when he tried. Bridget gave up trying, and began thrusting. He could tell that after a few minutes, Laurie began to orgasm, because he could feel her bearing down on him, trying to squeeze him. He just started thrusting faster and harder, and Laurie's screams almost hurt his sensitive ears. He just kept thrusting away, the camera going the whole time, until he felt this incredible feeling, and then he could feel himself pouring what felt like a gallon into Laurie's overused pussy. Laurie was whimpering, and Bridget tried to pull out, but at Laurie's sharp cry, he relented, and just stayed there for a few minutes until his knot went down enough that he could pull it out. When he did, a mixture of cum, and blood poured out onto the wood floor. Laurie just laid there, holding herself, and crying, not believing she did this twice in the same day. Laurie looked around, and then used her panties to clean up as much as she could, and then got dressed and started to leave silently. Bridget just watched her go, noticing how bowlegged she was walking. Before Laurie got to the door, though, Bridget implanted another command, that she remember what she did, but to be too ashamed to tell anyone about it. Laurie left, and Bridget used the box to change back into the idealized image of Mike, complete with the mental powers, and then stopped, and uploaded the video to the computer next to the others. Mike would definitely want to watch these. *** When Mike came home, he was greeted with the site of himself, sitting on the couch. It was a little freaky to see yourself, and he got a better idea of what it must have been like for his sister yesterday. He walked in, and tossed his bag on the floor. "Hey sis, what's up?" "Well, I've had a very interesting morning, how about you?" "Well, I had a really good day at class. I'm a little beat though, so I think I'm gonna take a shower. So what'd you do that was so interesting?" "Come on, I've got something to show you, and I'll tell you on the way." Bridget walked up the stairs, and went into Mike's room. Mike followed him. Bridget showed Mike the video he had taken of Laurie, and Mike's jaw was on the floor. When Bridget told Mike how he had given himself the ability to control other people's thoughts, Mike didn't believe him, and laughingly said, "You expect me to believe you can control peoples minds? I doubt the box can do something like that." "Oh yeah," Bridget said, deciding to show him. Bridget made Mike step into the machine, and then Bridget changed him into an exact duplicate of Janet, Laurie's friend. She had really large breasts, Bridget recalled from gym. Then Bridget told her to lay on the edge of the bed face down with her legs hanging off, and stay there. Then Bridget set up the camera again, and changed himself into the mastiff. When Bridget came out, he started licking Mike's pussy, implanting arousing thoughts into Mike's mind. It didn't take too long before Mike had her first orgasm, and once the juices started flowing, Bridget mounted her, and began thrusting hard and deep. Mike started squealing out her orgasms, and Bridget could tell when his knot caught inside Mike's pussy. Mike started screaming even more, as the knot stretched her, causing almost constant orgasms, as the knot massaged her G-spot. Mike was reduced to a quivering orgasmic mass before Bridget finally was able to orgasm himself, and he pumped a huge load into her. Mike calmed down enough to try to crawl away, but found herself locked to Bridget. Mike started panicking, and Bridget had to put a paw on her back to hold her still. Eventually, Bridget's knot shrank enough for him to pull out, with a wet sucking sound, and cum mixed with blood poured all over Mike's bedspread. Bridget jumped up, used the box to change back into the enhanced Mike form, and turned off the camera. He then helped Mike clean herself up, and he pulled the bedspread off the bed before it soaked through. Mike just laid there while Bridget dumped the bedspread down the laundry chute. When Bridget came back in, Mike was sitting up. "Sis, did you really just do that to me?" "Yeah. I figured it was the easiest way to prove it, while getting another embarrassing video in the process." "Well, do me a favor, and don't mess with my mind again, okay?" "Okay, I just wanted you to see what the box could do. Now, about Laurie and her friends. What do you want to do with these videos? We could blackmail her with them." "Well, I was thinking. As long as she's head of that clique at school, she's gonna keep everyone against you. What we need to do is knock her off her little pedestal. I was thinking about starting a new web site, and we can put the videos on it. Then all we have to do is send out an anonymous email message from the club to a few 'friends', and let word of mouth take it from there." "You know Mike, you're diabolical, you know that?" "Thanks, and yeah, I know." Bridget and Mike spent the next three hours setting up the "Laurie & Friends Love Dogs" site on yahoo, uploaded the videos, and decided they needed some pictures to go along with it. Mike posed, while Bridget took a bunch of pictures with Mike's Sony Mavica. They wound up taking about 150 pictures of Mike as Laurie, Janet, and Stacy in various poses, with various phallic symbols, including cucumbers, Bridget's vibrator, carrots, the banister rail, and even a bottle of champagne. Bridget even took pictures of Mike working on the web site as each girl, with the main screen clearly visible. Once the pictures were all uploaded, and the site was done, they sent out a club email inviting a bunch of kids from school whose email they knew to check it out. Bridget got up out of the chair in front of Mike's desk, and stretched his back. "Well, Mike, it's time you changed into me, so I can go on my date with Sarah." "Okay", Mike said, "You know, we still need to get Stacy and a dog on video too. They were both in on it when Laurie picked that fight with me. I owe them both too." "Okay", Bridget said, "But not right now. I'm pushing it the way it is." "Yeah, no problem." Mike got up, and went to the box. He brought up the idealized Bridget image, and gave her the same ability to control minds that Bridget had. She also made her immune to the mind control ability, just to make sure Bridget kept her word. Mike and Bridget got dressed, and Mike just sat on the couch watching TV, while Bridget called Sarah, to get directions. Sarah gave him directions, and as it turned out, she only lived a couple of miles away. Bridget knew just where the subdivision was. He said bye, and then plopped down on the couch next to Mike. "So, do you have any plans for this evening?" "Not that I know of. I may actually just take a bath and turn in early. I haven't been getting enough rest lately. I do know one thing I'm gonna do, though. Clean the floor. You left a mess over there where you finished with Laurie." Bridget looked over to where he and Laurie had had sex when he was the mastiff. There was a small puddle of blood and cum, but it was mostly dried now. "Oops, Sorry. I should have cleaned that up, but I totally forgot about it. I'll get it up now." "No, you've got a date. Don't worry, I'll do it, but remember... you owe me." Bridget got up off the couch. "Thanks 'sis'. I'll see ya later, okay?" "Okay 'bro', have a good time." "Thanks, bye", Bridget said, as he grabbed the keys to the Mustang, and bolted out the door. *** Mike got up, cleaned and mopped the floor, and then made herself a sandwich. Just as she sat down, the phone rang. She picked it up, and it was Richard. He said that he'd be over in about an hour, and it took a few seconds for Mike to remember that Richard had said something about coming over today before she had left school on Friday. Mike didn't have anything planned, so she said okay, she'd be waiting. Mike went upstairs quickly to take a bath. She got the water warm, and stepped in while the tub was filling and sat down. She reached up to get the scrungee, and her butt slipped and she slid down until her butt hit the end of the tub. The water was at just the right position that it was pouring down right on her exposed clit. Mike was shocked at how good it felt. She remembered that Bridget did this sometimes too. She laid there, totally forgetting about the scrungee, as she let the water bring her to orgasm. It just kept on, never becoming too strong to take, and when she managed to glance at the clock, she realized that fifteen minutes had passed, and she had just been laying there, orgasming the whole time. Mike forced herself to stop, and wash herself with the scrungie and scented bath soap. She came out smelling just like raspberry. She was just finished blow drying her hair, when the doorbell rang. Mike looked out of the window, and saw Richard standing there. Mike was surprised to feel herself begin to get wet again, by now recognizing the feeling. She decided to surprise him by answering the door wearing nothing but one of Bridget's ankle bracelets that she saw on the counter. She quickly put it on, and ran to the door. When she opened it, Richard just stood there, with his mouth open, shocked at her boldness. He recovered quickly, and stepped in, putting a hand on each hip, holding her to him. "Wow, Bridget. What's going on? I mean, I like it, I really do, but lately, you've been acting different." Mike just smiled a mischievous smile. "Let's just say, lately I've been feeling a little different. Besides, we've got the whole house to ourselves for the whole evening." Mike led Richard over to the couch, undressed him one article of clothing at a time, and then pushed him down gently on one end of the couch. Then she sat down in the middle, and swung around so her head was resting on Richard's lap. Mike just lay there for a few minutes, with Richard tenderly caressing her breasts. The thought came to her that this might be a good opportunity to test the mental powers she had given herself, as well as being able to get back at Stacy. Using her powers, she got Richard to go upstairs. Mike stopped and grabbed the towels she had just used for her shower, and they both went into her old room. Mike had Richard step into the box, while she programmed it to make Richard look just like Stacy. Then she had Richard press the button, and out she came as an exact duplicate of Stacy. Mike quickly implanted the thought that she should spread out the towels on the bed, climb on, and stay there on her hands and knees and wait for a dog to mount her. Mike set up the camera, and started it filming the bed while Richard spread out the towels, and climbed on the bed. Mike programmed the box to change her into the same male mastiff Bridget had used earlier, and stepped in. Mike exited the box as the mastiff, and immediately began licking Richard, who quickly got wet. He mounted her, and she screamed as Mike pushed it in all the way in one stroke. He held himself there, intentionally tying with her, and she started screaming again as his knot grew, and started stretching her from the inside. Mike started thrusting, and because she was so stretched, her clit was getting direct stimulation at the same time. She started bucking back into him, trying to drive him in even deeper. Mike could feel himself bumping up against her cervix, and she was grunting from the effort. He felt her clench down as the first orgasm ripped through her, and she threw her head back and actually howled. Mike kept on thrusting. He was really close, and when he came, it felt like he was pumping gallons into her. She screamed, and tried to pull away, but his knot held her fast. She couldn't move without ripping herself open, so she stayed where she was. Mike just stood there, panting like he had just run a marathon, staring right into the camera. The angle was perfect to get the whole scene.