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Mission To Mars By Alessandra Lews Even with whole technological progress that the future had brought, the world had not still liberated of an old problem... unemployment. Eduardo was unemployed for several months. Somebody that had met success for several years faced collections, late bills and was ready to be spilled of his apartment. To complete the misfortune, his girlfriend had abandoned him. 'Better this way,' he thought. 'for she was only interested in my bank account. Everybody told me that a beautiful woman would be a problem. And as she was very beautiful...' That day he received a visit from one of his ex-workmates and friends. He had just resigned, he couldn't tolerate the pressure anymore, his work was suffering. "You're crazy! I'm here trying to get a job and you fire yourself?! Did you see how it is difficult to get a job nowadays?" "Calm down. I am not crazy... at least not about this." "So, why is that?" "I got a better job." "How much better?" "Well, I can tell you that I could retire the end of this year!" "Ah... If it is something illegal I don't want to know..." "No, not really. It is very honest work." "So, tell me." "Well... Did you hear about the people who are being hired to work on the construction of the first human colony on Mars?" "Yes. But that is for scientists and not us..." "Let me finish. The problem now is that they need temporary workers in several areas, then..." After the explanation, Eduardo was already quite interested in the work. The wage was excellent, and they guaranteed the workers' safety during the whole period. "Alright you convinced me. I want to enroll also, and..." "Oops. I think not..." "Why?" "The problem is that registration is already over. I tried to call to inform you before but..." "Yes my telephone was cut because of lack of payment. It's a shame." Suddenly his friend's expression changes... "Yes! I have an idea!" "What?" "I will arrange a registration for you!" "No! Don't think about giving me yours, that I could not accept. You are now in the same situation that I..." "It is not that. Actually my youngest sister was interested in this work. She made a registration and did the preliminary tests, and she was approved, but yesterday she told me that she changed her mind and doesn't want go anymore. I don't know if it is because of her boyfriend or she got afraid... THE important thing is that I am here with her card. I would have returned it to the company, but now I think we will make another use of it." "This isn't going to work. They will never let me go in her place. By the way, how I will enter with a feminine pass?" "No problem. See... it is just a card with identification crystal. I went there to ask some questions so I know how their security is. They won't ask for other documents or to check if you are or not the owner of the card." "Even then, I need to think before making a decision. How long is the mission?" "At least six months. But you can give up at any moment, only you won't receive the whole payment, but just a small part. The contract in this sense is very severe. Well, think about it tonight, because the presentation is tomorrow morning. If you will not there on time you are out." I thanked him and he left, leaving with me the card and the address of the company. The idea of staying on a distant planet for several months didn't please me a lot, but my situation here was not the most pleasant. At this time I remembered the histories my grandfather told me of when he went to work in Japan. According to him it was very difficult in the beginning, but later he got used to it and he ended even liking it. With the money that he got there he was capable to set up his business and to have a prosperous life." YES... WHY NOT? *** 8:00 AM and there was I. There were two guards in the door, which made me begin to sweat. If they discovered that the card was not mine, what would happen? I passed the card by the sensor and the glass door opened. It was a great relief. There inside was a great room with about a hundred people, mostly men. I think women are not interested in this type of adventure. It was strange that nobody was taking luggage, not even a simple small suitcase. And all looked at me in a strange way, because I had a very big one. At this time the big screen of video lit and a gentleman's image appeared: Dear friends. My congratulations. You were the chosen ones for this work season on Mars. There will be months of arduous work, but there will be plenty of compensation. Besides when you return you will be exactly as you are now and without any scratches, true? At that time everybody gave a laugh, and I was with fool's face - I didn't understand the joke... The presentation closed up, and we were directed for the transport canisters. An employee took charge of keeping my luggage and later I was instructed to remove my clothes, to put on some white and agglutinated clothes on my body. Soon after I had to lie down inside of a canister and to place MY card inside of a fitting. I could not ask questions so as not to be suspicious, but there must have been a previous training session where all those people had participated, less my friend. He had probably missed that training thinking would not be so important. But the right thing was that I was going. I would probably be going by a cryogenics process, and would pass the trip frozen, waking up only in my destiny. At least it would be a calm trip. When breathing a gas that flooded my canister I slowly fell asleep... When I opened my eyes, I felt as if the light burned. At that time I heard a person say. "Take care with your eyes, let them get used to it slowly. Remember they were never used!" Could this be the effect of the cryogenics, I didn't understand the part about never been used... I began to feel my body little by little, and it was a very odd sensation. I began to recover each sense, and for me it was as if I was finding a strange body. I began little by little to recover my senses. I noticed some white and fair clothes pressing my body. Strangely it seemed to press some areas more than others. At this time a person, probably a doctor, approached my canister and said, "Be calm, you will find it strange for a little, but soon you will adapt. Open your eyes very slowly." He then placed a hand flashlight in my face and examined me. In the middle of the exam he had to remove my hair, which was on one of my eyes. Oh, my hair had grown a lot during the trip, and it is clearer. Perhaps the cold left it like this. My hair that was black, now it was maroon. Finishing he said that everything was okay and to wait some more minutes before I try to get up. Soon after he turned to another man, which should be the supervisor, saying. "She is very well, soon it can go to the lodging." "Perfect." The other man answered. So, it seems that everything is okay... wait... why did he say SHE... He could be referring to the other person... Yes, it only can be that. I began feeling stronger, and I was already in condition to sit up. Again the hair fell on my face, and I had to remove it. It was long and very soft, and it fell on my shoulders. When I removed the hair of my face and begin to lift, I noticed that my body seemed very light, in spite of my general sensation of fatigue. As I lifted, I felt a movement totally unknown in my chest. It was as if a weight was moving if in agreement with gravity... two weights to be more exact. When I looked down I had a great fright. There was a volume underneath of the white clothes, in my chest. I lifted one of my hands and I touched it, feeling that it was not part of the clothes, but my own skin... It's B... BREASTS!! I removed the hand that was on them and I examined IT closely. It was a small hand, with fine and delicate fingers. The fingernails were long. "My God... what is happening?!" This can be only a hallucination... or a nightmare! It MUST be this, I am still sleeping on the way to Mars. But everything seemed too real. I passed my hands down the body and I felt the curves that it now possessed. I touched my face and the skin was very fine and soft. Suddenly I felt that I should verify something that could drive me crazy. Slowly I placed my hand between my legs... I touched it and I pressed it, and this only confirmed what I feared... there was nothing there. Nothing in addition I can classify as pubic hairs, and in the middle of the legs a cut, a cut with the soft and delicate borders like I had already known through my girlfriends... it was a vagina!! At this time I screamed... and this came out much sharper than I wanted. I panicked, and soon the doctor appeared and applied something to me, that in some seconds left me dizzy. "Nurse, according to the record she has a brother here. Bring him immediately!" Some minutes later a boy appeared. Dressed in the same clothes as me, but he was very tall and strong. "Are you the brother?" Asked the doctor "Yes." "Great, she is a little disoriented. Take her to the room and let her rest." "Alright doctor. Thank you." He approached and helped me to lift. He was very strong, for I could notice, as my body was much lighter than normal. He almost threw me into the air. "W... who are you?" I whispered. "Calm down Edu. I am Erik." "No it can be. You don't look like him..." "Yes I know. And you look like even less like Eduardo. When we arrive in your room I will explain to you." When we arrived at the room he placed me seated on the bed, and turned on the lights. The room was pleasant, but very feminine. There were printed curtains, plush bugs decorating the bed, and some albums of pictures. The pictures must have belonged to Erik's sister it they showed her parents and some with Erik. He then sat down in the bed and began explaining to me what had happened. Since he had wakened up hours before, he updated and discovered what had happened, and now would tell me. The cost of a physical trip to Mars was very high, besides being very risky. The solution that the company had found was to use a tele-transport technology. Unhappily this technology doesn't allow the sending of alive organisms, but a scientist discovered that was possible to transport a conscience from a point to another. Some people call this soul. For the transport to be possible, it is necessary that there is another vessel waiting for it's destiny, or... how I say... another body. To solve this aspect, genetic engineering was used. They created bodies in laboratory ready to receive the consciences. "So, in my case there was a body especially done to receive a woman's conscience, awaiting your sister." "That's right." "Your idiot. Look what you did to me!! I'll kill you!" I tried to attack him in vain. His body was stronger than his original, and mine on the other hand was weaker than before. He simply held my fine arms and left me without any action. "Calm down Edu. This is just temporary." "So, I want to leave NOW!" "Wait. Think well... within six months you can go back to your original body, and to be the same guy again, and be full of money. Or you can return now and to continue with that miserable life of yours. What do you prefer?" No matter how much I didn't want to admit, these words did make sense. After all it was only a temporary situation, as if it was a disguise. Perhaps I should wait a while to see what happens. "Okay." I said with my feminine voice. "... but if I get pissed off, I get out here!" "Alright, that is what I want to hear Jessica!" "Jessica?" "It is my sister's name... and your name while you are here." "Aaa... certainly." "Well, now I need to go and you need to rest. Good night" "Good night." For the first time I was totally alone... me and this feminine body. In the corner of the room, there was an enormous mirror attached to the wall, and when I approached there the lights turned on automatically. The image that appeared was not to be confused with a man, it was a girl and she was at the most twenty years old. The hair was maroon and long, passing the shoulders and arriving to the middle of the back. Her eyes were almond- shaped, the nose was small and delicate, and the lips... those lips... these were well drawn and fleshy. I opened my mouth and I could see teeth white and perfectly aligned, without any sign that some day they might decay. I examined my neck, and of course, there was no sign of any Adam's apple in that neck. The shoulders were narrow and the arms slender. I bent the right arm and I made a fist, but the muscle that appeared was very discreet. A normal arm for a woman. Underneath of the white and agglutinated clothes, I could see what now I took in as my chest. It was a pair of big and very defined breasts. Even with the clothes I could notice the nipples marking the fabric, maybe the cold or something similar... My stomach now was straight, similar to the one of these girls on a commercial for gymnastics apparel. The waist was narrow, and looking again at the mirror I realized that this body was full of curves, because the fine waist contrasted with the wide and round hips. The legs were long and well shaped, and in their middle, it was that characteristic format that we see in the girls with fair pants. After I examined myself superficially, I decided to go deeper. I began to undress. When removing those clothes, I saw that was still stuff more fascinating than it seemed. I discovered that the clothes didn't sustain the breasts. They seemed not to feel gravity, so firm and beautiful. I practically didn't have hair along the body, except for my main areas. The skin was white and very soft, and in my examination I didn't find any imperfections, not even acne. I looked at myself at several angles, and in all of them that body was beautiful. "Oh My God! I could be on a men's magazine cover." I thought. It was like to have a babe totally under your control. I began then to pose for the mirror. I blinked and flirted with myself, that was entertaining. I began then to use the body. I placed me in sensual positions, imitating the pictures of models that remembered. It seemed that in each pose I was sexier and beautiful. I didn't realize in the beginning, but with that game I was getting excited. I began to feel a heat and chills on my body. But unlike the one that I was accustomed to, there was not any member being erect. I could feel the heat and the moistness increasing between my legs, invading the rest of my body. I put the finger between my legs and I could feel the hot and wetness. I took the finger and brought it to my nose. I recognized the characteristic smell that had I already experienced before. It was the smell of a feminine vagina. I began playing with me again, and I could feel the whole format and contours of my new equipment. It was sensitive and delicate, and the touch gave me different and delicious sensations. But when touched in a certain point, I noticed that it was the most sensitive place of all. I had touched MY clitoris. I laid down on the bed, opened the legs and began to massage it daintily. Every second the pleasure increased. Instinctively I started to caress all of my body, and to press my breasts with the other hand. The sensation was different from masculine masturbation. It was as if the pleasure was spreading up over all my body, not only between my legs. I scrubbed, moved myself in the bed and moaned more and more loudly. It seemed that my masculine mind still got excited more from hearing my own feminine voice. It was then that I reached the longest and deepest orgasm of my life. It seemed that the pleasure would not end, and it was as if I would explode from happiness. The climax was so big that I laid there, lying immobile in the bed, with the body all relaxed a long time. Now I know what the men are losing... After some time resting from the "exercise ", I got up of the bed and when doing this I felt that needed urgently to do a thing... I needed to pee!! I went to the bathroom, and upright I looked at the toilet, imagining if there would be another option. That was not too much humiliation for a man. As I didn't have another way, I lowered the seat of the toilet and I sat down, wanting for it to end soon. I don't know if was because I was nervous, or if it was for the fact of that body was new, but nothing happened for several minutes. I began to be really concerned. Suddenly I decided to take a deep breath and relax. Therefore soon after I started to hear that characteristic noise, which began in a low trickle and it went to increasing volume. In spite of the humiliation, it was an enormous relief for me. When finishing, I got up to give the discharge. At this time I felt that lacked to do something. I caught a toilet paper piece then and I dried myself there below. Not being used to it I had to repeat the operation ? that must be why women spend so much paper - I thought. After the discharge and washing the hands, I decided to put on some clothes and go sleep. After one day like this, I was quite tired. Since I didn't want to sleep without clothes, I went to see what was in the closets of the room. Opening them I discovered that they had really had diverse taste in clothes. There was all types of feminine clothes there: dresses, skirts, blouses, tops and etc. - Well, we will begin with underwear - I thought. I began to open the drawers, and the one that I found was highly sensual, dozens of pants, bras, bodices and some that I had never seen and didn't know how to dress in. I ended up finding panties that, in spite of being decorated, seemed the most comfortable, because it was not so "tight" as the other ones. I put on the panties over my legs up to my hips. It was an exact fit in my new body, being very comfortable. It was of the precise size, and all the other clothes of that room would probably serve the same way. I then made my choice of a bra. I picked one that seemed to be me belonged with the panties ? How did women do this? A little confused, I put the arms in the loops, and viewing my back using a mirror got to fasten it after some frustrated attempts. When looking in the mirror I discovered that the body was extremely sensual thanks to the lingerie, it was as if it highlighted more it's attributes. To complete my task, I now needed clothes to sleep. I searched a lot in those closets for pajamas, but it was in vain. The simplest clothes than I found it was a semi- transparent nightgown, that resembled that during my stay in Mars I would have to sleep wearing a nightgown as a bride on her wedding night. I went to the bed. The following day would be probably be quite complicated. - Good night girl... ? I said looking at my reflex in the mirror beside the bed. I closed my eyes and quickly fell asleep. *** I woke up that morning, and for some instants I forgot about had happened with me. Still with closed eyes I began remembering little by little... the trip... breasts... vagina... It was a long and quite convincing dream. But when opening my eyes I didn't recognize the room, and looking down I realized that it was not a dream. I was in another planet... in another room... in another body. A feminine body. I got up, I looked at the mirror and I thought for some minutes. After this I was taken by an enormous motivation: - I am bigger than this problem. I will overcome this and win. This is temporary and I should make the best of this situation!! - I went to the bathroom, and prepared a bath. It would be my first bath. I entered in the bath and closed my eyes, I felt the water being slippery. In that soft and sensitive body the sensations were much more intense. I began soaping me, and when I went to wash between my legs I had to resist, making this as quickly as possible, or else I would arrive at a point that I could not resist, I would finish by masturbating again. I left the tub, and as usual I wound the towel around my waist. When passing in front of the mirror, I noticed that something was wrong in the image. I removed the towel from my waist, and I placed it around the thorax, passing underneath my arms and covering the breasts and the hips. For I remembered, was that way that women used towels. I went until the closet to choose what to dress. I didn't want to call the attention, or to use very feminine clothes, I think this was a demand of mine from an already in rags "masculine" ego. On the other hand, I needed to be convincing. I had to get dressed and to act as an eighteen year-old girl would do. The solution would be a compromise. I began putting away the lingerie. I replaced the panties and soon after the bra. This time I placed the bra on reversed, I joined the bolt in my chest, later I rotated the piece around my body and ready! It was very easy. This was the second time that I dressed in a bra and I had already goy the way. Now the most difficult part. Skirts, dresses... no... anything but that. I was not still ready for so much. Suddenly I found a piece: jeans pants! Yes, pants and a blouse will serve perfectly, and I won't find it so strange... much... it was what I thought. I put on the jeans, and they fit perfectly as expected. The problem was it was made of a soft and elastic fabric. I placed on a white blouse then and I went to the front of the mirror. I was not using make-up, my hair was wet and I was using the simplest clothes that I had found, and even so... I was gorgeous! I leave my room and I went to the place where instructions would be passed on the tasks that would be done. The instructions contained in a letter, I was sent to one of the agricultural areas. I discovered that in Mars, the colony produced its own food. My task was to take care and to collect data about a new potato variety, genetically developed by our scientists. The work was quite interesting, and besides I made friends with several girls. At intervals, all of us talked about everything. The subject mostly discussed was obviously MEN. To not give them any suspicions I invented a series of former-lovers, some of them inspired by myself. I heard the funniest and sometimes most tragic histories. For the first time I was hearing that other perspective, and sometimes I caught saying - The men don't give! - I found myself feeling sorry for some things that I had done with former - girlfriends, and I felt bad with those memories. But in general I found it all amusing. They told me that at the end of the month there would be a great party, the inauguration of the first disco of the colony. Everybody would be there. "I don't know if I go..." I said with a concerned glance. "What? Stop being so reserved, it will be very cool!" One of them said. The idea of going for a place with music, drinks, people flirting and "dressing up" as a woman, felt chilling. One day when finishing my working day and going to my apartment, I crossed with the boys coming back from work. I leaned on the wall and waited until the group passed. I don't need to mention the glances that they gave to me. Suddenly I recognized one of them in the group... it was Erik (in his new body of course). "Ed... or Jessica? Is Everything okay?" "Yes. I'm... surviving..." "Go later to my apartment so we can talk." After faking for so many days, it would be good to speak to somebody that did know the truth. Besides, Erik was always a nice guy. Later I went to his room and we began to talk. He told me that the boys were working hard (I think was for that reason that the bodies had been produced so big and strong), his appearance was of somebody very tired. "So, I had a little luck by coming as woman!" "Yes it's truth. Oh! My back hurts..." "Let me see it..." Instinctively I went to the back of his armchair and I began to do a massage his shoulders. "God, you are very tense!" "AAAHH... that is pleasant..." he said, while my small hands pressed his aching muscles... very well shaped muscles. I liked to add. When I finished he thanked me, and began undressing himself. I was paralyzed. "I will take a shower. Wait here, later we continue the chat, okay?" He was saying that and removing his clothes in an innocent way. After all, in spite of my appearance, we were just two boys... what harm would there be in that? "Okay." I said. But with me the things were different. I felt so small and fragile, and I knew what would happen in the head of a man who glanced at me. On the other hand, I had not seen any masculine body until now. In a certain way I was curious and wanted to look. That was a perfect body, strong and muscular in the right measure. While he undressed I took in each detail. My heart was accelerated. When he entered in the shower, my mind was confused. He had left the door opened, strange thoughts passed, I imagined opening up the door and entering the shower with him... - Damn what's going on with me? I left there running hopelessly, escaping from the situation. I ran to my apartment and I locked myself there until the following day. The time went by and little by little I was getting used to my condition. I discovered after a time that, the more I entered in my head that I was a girl, the more I would have fun and faster the time would pass. After all, soon I would be back the Earth, and in a much better financial condition than before. I began to wear different clothes. I began trying some discreet dresses, skirts, blouses, etc. Then, feeling safer, I tried much more daring clothes as mini skirts, tops, shorts and cut off dresses. Of course some of these clothes needed shoes with heels, but after a certain time training in the apartment I walked with them in total naturalness. Besides, they left me with a sheer cling and the most beautiful legs. The whole climate inside of the colony was controlled, but sometimes I felt as if I was in Rio in the middle of the summer. The problem is that that body was very healthy, and it possessed a lot of energy. This associated to a large discharge of hormones circulating in my blood, gaving me certain alterations in my excitement level, in other words... I was VERY AROUSED! This situation softened with frequent cold baths, and regular sessions of masturbation... which wasn't a reason for complaints. On that week the inauguration of the nightclub would happen. My friends didn't speak of anything else. I agreed to go, after all what could happen? I admit that after I lost the fear of using feminine clothes and exposing myself, I began to feel pleasure in dressing in provocative clothes and to see other people's reactions, men and women. I crossed my legs carelessly, and the guys dribbled. I leaned forward with a beautiful neckline and they almost jumped inside of my blouse. Everything with a very innocent face, as if I didn't want the reaction that it was causing. Finally the day of the inauguration had arrived. I was quite animated with the preparations. I had a depilation (fortunately nowadays this it doesn't hurt!), one of the girls helped me to prepare my hair and make-up. It is incredible what the make-up can do, therefore it got me still more beautiful. "If I would be a man I would fall in love when seeing me!" "With certainty. You are a babe." said the friend that helped me. I began getting dressed. I placed a beautiful red dress that left my back on display. According to the girls, with that dress I could neither use a bra nor panties, because both would be seen and it would be very strange. For the first time since this had begun, I would leave without using panties and bra. I placed on the dress then, I put on a pair of shoes with stiletto heels, I used a delicious feminine perfume, some jewels and...I was ready. Looking at me in the mirror, seeing that feminine figure full of curves, with an angelical face and with an air of fatal woman at the same time I said - Babe, you are stunning! (I sent a kiss to myself). When arriving at the event, there were already a lot of people there. God, I didn't know that there were so many people in the Colony! I joined my group of friends, and we began to drink and to talk. I was having fun. Suddenly a group of boys approached of our table. Among them I recognized Erik. At this time I felt a chill in my stomach. I tried to avoid him since the day that I saw him without clothes. They greeted us and they asked if they could join us. Of course the girls agreed. Erik sat down on my side in the table after some chatting and some jokes, I felt more comfortable and relaxed. I think the drink also helped... At a certain moment, the DJ placed the techno sound very high so that all went to the track. It was difficult to hear what the others said. So that we could continue the chat, Erik was forced to speak in my ear. When he did this I stared into his eyes. God, when I felt his breath I felt chills over my whole body. For my salvation, one of the girls screamed, "We will dance!" I smile and I get up at the time, and we went all to the track. Everything was under control. We were dancing for a long time, and I thought for awhile we were in the track dancing techno, everything would going well. It was there that I made a mistake... At this time at the request of some people, the DJ decided to give a rest for the people, passing for a softer style. He began to play romantic music ...not that! I looked at Erik with a half smile, and with my hands upward as saying that - It doesn't have to end. We will have to dance. I approached of him, and he passed his arm by my body and caught my hand. At the beginning we were a certain distance from each other, but after some moments I felt that he held me closer to his body. I felt defenseless, and at the same time safe. With his mouth in my ear he said. "It looks like you are adjusting very well." "How?" I asked. "You are a wonderful woman!" "...thanks..." The dance and those words left me a little dizzy. I asked for us to go back to the table. Back at the table he sat down again to my side, and we drank again some more drinks. In the middle of the chat, he placed a hand on my thigh underneath the table. I faked didn't notice, and I continued talking as if nothing was happening. But something happened inside of me... Some people began leaving. It was already almost morning. I decided that I would leave too, and Erik kindly offered to accompany me. When leaving I could hear some laughter at the table. They believed that something would happen between us, but of course this was impossible. We went walking together to my apartment. On the road we talked and laughed a lot. It is strange, as the alcohol makes any joke funny. I opened the door of the apartment, and looking at him I said, "Well, I think I'll see you tomorrow." "Wait! Can I ask you a favor?" "Yes?" "Is it that if I don't enter with you it will spread thereabout that I got a rejection, Do you understand?" "Ohh... I got it. This wouldn't be good for your reputation." "That's right. I could enter and stay here a little. But if that is a problem to you..." "No, everything is fine. Don't forget that in spite of this appearance I was man. I know how much that is important. C'mon, get in." "Thank you. I owe you one." "And you do owe. After all who will be get fame of being an easy woman is me..." We entered and I ordered him to sit down on the sofa and be my guest, while I went to the kitchen to make drinks. I gave to him his glass and I sat down at his side on the sofa. We began to talk. It was then that I decided to do a game. "Hey. At this time I think the neighbors should be hearing something?" "Something like what?" he asked. "Something like... YES! C'MON ... THAT, FUCK ME AAAII... LIKE THAT!" I surprised myself with my feminine voice, screaming and moaning as if I was in ecstasy. I didn't think about this at the time, but the effect of those little moans for him must have been devastating. When I stopped he was looking at me fixedly. Little embarrassed I laughed, just then he gave a laugh and said. "God, this was too much. I didn't know that I was that good, nor do I need to play with the girl, she already has an orgasm!" When we stopped laughing, he looked at me with a smile and said, "Stand up a little bit." I rose... "Now parade a little for the room." I understood the game. I went to the other corner of the room and I returned, as if I was a model on a catwalk. I gave some stops and it played with my hair exactly as the models do, while he, participating in the game, applauded. Suddenly, in one of my laps I lost my temper, probably my little experience with very high heels allied to the effect of the drink. When noticing what it happened, he quickly rose and caught me in his arms, avoiding my fall. For some instants I was there, suspended in his arms. We looked at each other in the eyes without saying a word. A strange sensation took care of me, and I believe that he was feeling the same. Suddenly, taken by the climate he pressed his lips fervently against mine. I was I lifted by a burning kiss... being kissed by a man. At this time I closed my small hand and I began uselessly to give some little punches in his shoulder. I made this in vain for some time, but the heat of that moment began restraining me totally. After some moments I ended surrendering, and my hands now instead of trying to expel him, now it made caresses in the nape of his neck and back. The sensation was very different than any other kiss that I had already gotten. The fibers of the mouth, the taste... everything was new for me... and very pleasurable. After a slow kiss in the mouth, he lay me down on the rug and fervently he began to kiss my neck. I closed my eyes to ponder a little more that feeling. At this time I babbled: "... Erik... you know that I would not owe..." He then placed his hand on one of my breasts and began to press and to caress. That silenced me. Still wanting more, I opened the dress and I placed his hand inside, which intensified the sensation. I caressed his wide back and head. I went down with one of my hands to his waist and to the middle of his legs. When passing my hand over there, I could feel that there was something big and hard, seeming to want to burst his pants. I began to scrub it with will. I tried to place my hand inside his pants, but he impeded me, and at the same time he got up, lifted me in his arms and went in direction of my bed. I certainly knew what was to happen, but at this point I didn't possess more any will, besides the will to belong to him and to surrender, as every female surrenders to her male. He placed me in the bed, but before he lay down I impeded him. Seated in the bed, I removed his belt and unbuttoned his pants... I needed to see him and to feel him. My heart was accelerated. When removing his pants and briefs, I could see well in front of me the largest and more perfect member that could exist (not that I had already seen many, but...). I diffused in it with my hand, and I felt how it was strong and hard as if it was made of iron. I started to caress it and to masturbate him for some seconds, until he interrupted me. He removed my hands, and kindly drove my head in the direction of his penis. Automatically I opened my mouth and began to lick, and later I started to swallow that tool. My head went down and returned every time with more will. I was sucking as if it was the most delicious thing of the world... good, at that moment it really was. After some time sucking that delicious member, he made me stop. While I looked and licked my lips, he has just undressed. Erik arose in the bed and pulled my dress. If somebody spoke to me that one day I would be in a bed with a man, hoping he made love to me, I would probably say that it was madness, impossible of happening. But I was there, anxious to have him inside of me... really that was madness! He opened my legs and came on me. We were in the typical position dad-mom. Carefully he began to place his penis in my, more than wet, vagina. The sensation was indescribable. I closed the eyes and I played my head back, surrendering to that sensation. He went slowly, entering and leaving more and more... penetrating me. I felt more and more of him inside me, contorting with pleasure. After some time, I felt his love bone leaning in mine. I had gotten to swallow that enormous member with my vagina. He now was there inside. I opened my eyes and I looked down. I could see the penis of Erik entering and leaving my body. I had just become a complete woman. While he went and came, I had pleasure bursts, more and more intense. I didn't get to imagine what would be the limit, because the sensations surprised me to every moment. I made a gesture so that he stopped, and I changed position. I placed myself on all fours, leaning on my elbows. He quickly held me strong in my hips and began again penetrating me. I felt him pulling me with force while his body gave small slaps on my buttock, as he placed everything inside. At this time I looked to the side of the bed, and I could see a beautiful couple loving each other... we were contemplated in the mirror. I had the sensation of being making the right thing, as the nature it had defined... at least for those bodies. He began to do stronger and faster movements. It seemed that I would go mad of pleasure, so much that I didn't resist and I began to moan. He caught my hair and pulled as if they were the reins of a horse. This still gave me a sensation larger of being, thanks to him... he was my owner and I his slave. My pleasure sensations still increased and at this time my wailings turned to pleasure screams. Suddenly he also began to moan accompanying my screams. We were arriving to the climax and it seemed that I would explode! It was as if everything stopped and I was taken by a gigantic wave. The sensation was much larger than when I masturbated in that body. I was having a great, intense and deep feminine orgasm. After this came a peaceful sensation and intense happiness. Both of us slept, hugging until the following day. I woke up feeling wonderful. I looked to the side of the bed and I saw that he still slept to my side. I got up and I began to remember what had happened. I felt totally strange... in fact, suddenly I began referring to myself in the feminine... and I could not avoid it. It was as if I thought was best, I felt the woman inside. I looked again at the bed and there it was him, that that one day was my friend, now was my lover. More strange is that, if something like that happened with me in the past I would probably have killed myself, but now I was simply accepting things naturally. At the beginning of this trip I sometimes felt like a man that was dreaming that he was a woman. Now it seemed that I was a woman that one day dreamed she was a man. I went to the bathroom and I took a slow shower. Everything seemed more vibrant and beautiful on that morning. When leaving of the bath I discovered that he had left, and left a note on the bed: Jessica, I don't know how it will be with us after this night. Perhaps you never again speak to me. But I only wanted to say that was wonderful! A kiss, Erik. I sat down in the bed with the coiled towel on my body and a smile while read the note. Will it be that, I was loving? Erik and I passed next months as lovers. I tried all the pleasure possibilities that a feminine body could provide. I discovered that there were several types and intensities of orgasms. It was a wonderful period... until... "Jessica?" "Yes?" "Well, our time here is almost ending... and I think we better give it a break." "How?" "The problem is that in some weeks we will go back to Earth, and our original bodies." "I understand. You are right. We won't be able to be together, won't we?" "Yes. There won't be more Jessica and 'this' Erik. I think it is better we stop now, the shock will be smaller. Don't you think?" "I agree. Well, I wanted to say this was very... interesting this trip." "For me too..." We finished the chat, and he gave me a long farewell kiss. We decided then that we would not see each other anymore on Mars, but we would meet someday on the Earth for us to talk. I felt that I would not have courage to meet him, not after what it had happened. Some months passed, and Erik never again had news of Eduardo, until that one day received an unexpected e-mail of his old friend. In the e-mail Eduardo said that had tried to contact him before, but the telephone had changed, and that he had found this e-mail address of Erik in an old calendar. The message was an invitation to meet in a restaurant for a chat between friends. Erik thought about not appearing, but at the last moment he thought would feel bad if he didn't go. There he was, sitting in front of the door, drinking a beer and waiting for the friend that, no matter how incredible it went now, had been his girlfriend and lover for several months. He looked at some movement, trying to recognize the people that enter in the restaurant. Suddenly he sees a person that seemed familiar. "The same hair, glasses, will be him with that beard... it can be." Erik thought. But when approaching the boy passed directly by him. No, it was not Edu. When standing back the bearded boy left, allowing Erik to see the door again. There, stopping in the entrance of the restaurant was a beautiful girl, in jeans pants and a red top. She was perfect, had a goddess's body who seemed to parade while she enters and went in his direction... "Hello!" she said, removing great dark glasses and opening a beautiful smile. At this moment Erik lost his breath for some moments. It was him, or better HER!! "Are you not recognizing me? Tell me some thing?" She at this time pulled the chair in front of him and sat down. "E... Edu... or can I say JESSICA!?" "In the flesh. God, you look like someone who saw a ghost." "But this is not possible. Our minds came out of there, not our bodies. There was no physical transport. How is this possible? "Well, after we separated I thought for a time, and I discovered that with everything that had happened to me I could not return back. I could not live again as man. Then I began to investigate to try to find a solution... but before continuing, why don't you use your chivalry and get a beer here for this girl?" "Yes, sure... WAITER!!" Erik asks for a beer, and the waiter writes down and it will look for it, but before he go he gives an indiscreet glance down the full neckline of Jessica. Faking not to notice, she continues her history. "After a time I discovered that the Earth frequently received a great amount of ores coming from Mars. Therefore it should have a transport..." "I was knew about this, but it is prohibited, to transport people expressly in these ships. The norms were very severe, and if a pilot infringed, he would never again drive not even a cab on the Earth." "You are totally correct. It was for this reason that I was forced to use my recently acquired feminine charm with one of the pilots." "I don't believe that you got that, he took a risk of this way." "I got it yes. Only that as part of the agreement I had to pass the whole trip doing him some 'tasks'." "I already understand..." "God, what a girl is forced to do to get what she wants ...but at least he was cute. It was not that bad." They passed hours talking and knowing what each one had done since their departure of Mars. "But and now... What do you intend to do?" Erik asked. "I don't know. I haven't decided. It's difficult to choose what to do being a girl so young, beautiful and rich, do you know?" She gave a roguish laughter. "What if we left on Saturday?" "Thank you for the invitation, but I can't go." "But why not?" "I am already going on a trip to the Caribbean. I will pass some months there, deciding what to do and bronzing this small body. I need to go." "Do you travel today?" "No, tomorrow. But today I need to do some purchasing. It seems that the pleasure in doing purchases is part of the feminine sex. Well, it was great to see you Erik. When I return who knows maybe we can leave together." "It would be great." he said. "Thank you for the beer." She rises and says goodbye to him with a kiss on his face. Erik observes Jessica leaving the restaurant. The parking attendant brings a beautiful convertible sport car. She enters, retouches the lipstick using the car's mirror, and when finishing she sends a kiss to herself. After this she turns on the radio. It is playing a rock and she increases the volume and leaves making noise with the tires of the car, only to call more attention to herself. She goes out on the streets with her hair flying to the wind. It was a new beginning, the beginning of a new life full of new emotions for Jessica. THE END