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A Techno-Change Part 3 free porn video
Author?s note:
Part 2 of this story was finished in relatively quick time
during a break from work, so I thought that I would try to
finish Part 3 quickly too, so long as the quality didn?t
suffer. But other commitments beat me and it has taken a
while to get here and finish Part 3, so I hope it was worth
waiting for.
Anyway, here is Part 3, where the Techno-Change program
provides the way back, but not the way Ken and Anna expected.
Anna had to change too, but she was a willing partner to the
process? maybe too willing.
A TECHNO-CHANGE
Part 3 ? The Way Back:
After an unforgettable night of intense sexual pleasure as a
woman, I awoke late in the morning when Anna came into the
bedroom with coffee and toast. She placed the breakfast tray
on the small side-table and sat on the edge of our bed. She
seemed to be in a quiet and wistful mood, and was silent at
first. Then she broke the silence with a bit of a "situation
report" and an offer as to how we might proceed.
"The children are all off to school and I phoned your work to
say that you are still not well enough to go in, I let them
know you would be off for another couple of days" she said
quietly. "I know you are not in any hurry to change back, so
we can take all the time you need to get it done, OK"
I knew she was just trying to make this easier for me, and I
loved her for it, but I had to do it now or I may not do it at
all.
"Better get it over with quickly, before we change our minds"
I said with a faint sadness in my voice.
I got out of bed and slipped on an old, unflattering dressing
-gown of mine to hide my nubile nakedness, from my own eyes as
much as Anna?s. I picked up a cup of coffee and a slice of
toast off the breakfast tray, looked at Anna with a sigh, then
headed for the study and our computer.
I sat down and switched on the computer and waited for it to
boot up while Anna pulled up a chair and sat next to me, for
moral support I guess. As soon as the usual desktop was open
to me I clicked on the Techno-Change icon and once again started
the Change Wizard, but this time I reversed the photos. The
image of my raven-haired Asian beauty, how I looked now, went
into the "Before" box then the image of the old me went into the
"After" box. With a quick look at Anna, and a resigned sigh, I
turned back to the computer and pressed the OK button on the
program.
Instead of a morphing video clip, or a blinding white light, an
error message box popped up in the centre of the screen and
announced "This combination has already been used and cannot be
re-used! Please choose another combination!"
Well you could have heard a pin drop in the room at that exact
moment. I turned and looked at Anna just as she turned to look
at me, though we were both speechless. We turned back to the
computer screen and continued the long silence.
My mind was reeling with the reality that this unexpected message
held for me. I could not change back and my emotions were doing
somersaults at the prospect of staying a teenage Asian beauty,
but my logical side was struggling with the numerous problems
that the situation presented. What could I do?
After a very long pause, which may have only been a couple of
minutes, I turned to Anna again and asked "What do you think
this means?"
Now my wife is not a computer literate person by any means, with
very little experience, except for the odd card game that she
likes to play on those rare occasions when the children or I were
not using our computer. But she does have a sort of logic that
suggests that she would be far more expert with computers if she
applied herself a bit.
She just looked back at me, quietly for a moment, then asked "Is
there some sort of alternate combination, or combinations, that
could get you back to 'your old self' in a round about way?"
Once again I was floored by Anna?s innate feminine logic and
simplistic view of the problem, which could lead us to a
satisfactory result. So I set about planning the path to my old
self via another Asian beauty, or two if necessary.
After a few hours and three more changes, I was still a teenage
Asian beauty, albeit a different one to the "Kimmie" persona I
had been earlier that morning. And in between each successful
change I had tried to return to my old self, only to be met by
another program message, saying "AFTER image error! Please
choose another combination!"
By now I was exhausted on many levels; physically, mentally,
emotionally, and I actually felt like my very essence ached
from all of the changes my body (or bodies) had endured in such
a short time. But there I was, another ravishing Asian teenager
with a killer body and a sexual appetite to match? although Anna
was not "in the mood", only into the problem at hand and focused
on trying to find a solution.
Anna was pensive for a while, then she turned to me with wide
eyes and a smile to match saying "What if we used your old male
image on someone else first, then back to you after they changed
to someone they wanted to be?"
At first I didn?t follow her idea, maybe because of my exhaustion,
but then I caught on. Use a second person and cycle enough
combinations until we were both back to ourselves. Again Anna
had applied a simplistic answer to the problem, that was, in fact,
probably pure genius.
"A great theory!" I said, "but who can we get?"
With a smile she said "Me of course! You don?t want anyone else
finding out about our little problem, do you?"
I contemplated the proposal, and agreed she was the only practical
option, but we had to think this through carefully. I had to admit
the idea was well worth a try, but what about the ramifications if
we could not get to the desired result we were planning.
We started discussing the possible problems and weighing up the
risks. The worse case scenario was probably that we could both
become completely different people, and that would mean having to
explain where Ken and Anna Grantham were, and possibly walking away
from everything we loved and owned.
What would happen to the children if this plan went bad? How would
we explain who we were and how we came into being? (If we were two
completely different people after the process).
Anna assured me that we would not have to cross that bridge, at
least not completely. She insisted that with every change "one
of us had to be one of us", in other words there always had to be
a Ken or Anna Grantham in the house, no matter which one of us was
who (or whom, in the absence of a more logical way to say it?). At
least I understood what she meant and agreed that it was a necessity.
So we planned out the sequence of changes that may, or may not,
answer our prayers and end this dilemma, although I was still not
sure it was a problem. After all, I was still female (and loving
it!). I asked Anna about one more lesbian love-making session
before we started "on the road back", and to my surprise she agreed
eagerly. I was always amazed at how easily my wife could turn her
libido on and off at will, although I never complained about it,
even when we were ourselves? something that seemed like eons ago.
Anna said, "It is still before midday, so we have time enough to
indulge ourselves a little".
Then she stood up, took me by the hand and led me into the bedroom
for what was to be another intense lesbian experience. Earlier I
was anxious to get the change over with quickly, but now I was a
slave to my desire, telling myself that just one more moment of
deep sexual satisfaction and I could give it up without
reservations. Or could I?
Once in the bedroom Anna took on the role of sexual predator,
again. She stripped me naked in seconds and started to kiss
and lick her way over almost every inch of this new teenage
body, a course of action that drew many moans of approval and
pleasure from deep within my soul. She laid me back on the bed
gently and began to concentrate on my most sensitive parts; my
breasts, my thigh and eventually my slick and quivering vagina.
Again Anna seemed to surpass herself with an intensity that made
my head and emotions reel with pleasure. I initially experienced
two mind-blowing orgasms, but when Anna brought out the strap-on
dildo again, my pleasure reached new peaks of passion, and this
continued for what could have been hours but was in fact much less
time. It all seemed like too much until I climaxed one more time
and rode down the velvet slide of ecstasy to a sweaty and exhausted
state of reality.
Through my heavy breathing I kissed Anna passionately and started
to return the favour, after all "fairs fair". I devoured Anna?s
body like a woman possessed (or a girl possessed at least). I
paid attention to her pleasure as lovingly as she had to me, and
was rewarded with the flow of love juices as Anna convulsed over
and over again with multiple orgasms.
Exhausted, we fell back on the bed and wrapped ourselves in each
other?s arms. We kissed deeply and passionately and re-affirmed
our undying love for each other. If nothing else, this whole
experience had reminded us of our love and why we could not live
without each other.
Once again we dragged ourselves from the bed and headed for the
computer to put an end to this fantastic voyage of pleasure and
discovery. Once again we sat in front of the screen and opened
the Techno-Change program and prepared for our inevitable return
to normalcy.
Anna went first entering a recent photo of herself, on holiday
and in a bikini (a personal favourite of mine) into the "Before"
box of the Change Wizard, and a new photo of me in the "After"
box. Anna chose a photo of me from the same holiday, when I was
a few pounds lighter, but still over-weight. She said it was a
better image to aim for.
As with my original change, the program produced a small morphing
video with Anna?s image changing from my beautiful wife to a less
than "stud-ley" version of me and we repeated the vision a couple
of times. Then we saved the video and a message box appeared
asking "Do you accept the change?".
As Anna?s hand reached out to click on the "Yes" button I grabbed
her hand and asked "Are you sure about this?"
She simply said "Yes" then continued to press the button.
The now familiar white light engulfed Anna, and instantly I was
sitting next to myself, or at least my old self. Anna got up and
checked herself out, or should I say "checked me out". She slid
her hands all over her body (my male body) and made sure all of
the parts were in the right place, though I think her hands
lingered a bit longer than necessary down the front of her panties
(that my body was now wearing). She said she was just making sure
it was working, but I think she enjoyed the sensations more than
she was willing to admit.
Anna stood back and gestured towards the chair in front of the
computer, saying "Your turn my love!"
So I sat down and started the program again, this time the image
of my current self (another raven-haired teenage Asian beauty)
went into the "Before" box and the photo of Anna in the bikini
went into the "After" box and all of the processes seemed to work
properly. The morphing video clip worked properly and the message
boxes came up as expected, so I had not hesitation in pressing
the button to accept the change.
More blinding white light and in an instant I was sitting in front
of the computer in my wife?s body.
Anna and I turned and looked at each other with a sense of pride
and satisfaction. Phase one of our plan had worked perfectly!
At least Ken and Anna Grantham were back in our home, even though
we were in each other?s bodies? a problem that would be corrected
with the next phase of our plan.
As I set up the program with the next change Anna stopped me,
saying "Let?s wait. After all, you couldn?t change back on the
same day, so let?s leave it until tomorrow, or the weekend, just
to be sure".
I agreed that this was another logical suggestion by Anna and we
set the weekend as the final stage of our journey back to our real
lives.
So here we are almost a year later, and our lives have changed
dramatically since that last day of changes!
Anna is still walking around in my male body, and I am quite used
to calling her Ken now, something that I do find kind of weird,
but it?s becoming more and more natural. I, of course, am still
in Anna?s female body and blissfully happy with that outcome.
You see, we never did get the Techno-Change program to reverse
us and get our old bodies back, a problem I will never understand,
but one I am eternally thankful for.
And how did our lives turn out now that we permanently inhabit
each other?s bodies? Well, even that had a very positive result,
for both of us!
Ken (Anna) convinced the Civil Service Medical Officer that he had
experienced partial memory loss from a very heavy concussion, after
a fall down the stairs at home. So, with some re-training he
returned to his (my) old job and within 9 months had secured a
promotion as a section manager, two grades above my old level.
I always knew that my wife was ambitious, and now as me she was
making her mark in the world. And the increased pay has been a
blessing as well.
Ken also embarked on a lifestyle change with a healthy diet and
regular exercise to lose lots of weight and now he (she) looks
trim, taut and terrific. I never in my wildest dreams thought
I would fancy a man, physically or sexually? but knowing who is
really in that body, and who I am, it does feel sort of right
somehow.
As for me, I found it very easy to fit into my wife?s former life,
with a few small changes. I now do some part-time research and
data analysis work from home, on our computer, and email my
results to the contracting firm that hired me. One of the
growing numbers of "tele-commuters" that the technological age
is spawning. This leaves less time for Anna?s charity work, but
I still squeeze in some good deeds from time to time, to maintain
Anna?s (my) reputation in the local community.
The children accepted our little lapses of memory, and the need
to explain things to each other more often, as just quirks of old
age, though at times I am not sure we are getting away with it as
well as we think we are.
I have also discovered a new closeness to the children that only
a mother can experience, which confirms what I had always
suspected about not having the same bond as a father that I now
have as their mother.
And speaking about motherly bonds, I am now six months pregnant
and very nervous about the pending "blessed event", though it
wasn?t too surprising that we got into this condition.
As soon as Anna took over my body she became the sexual predator
that most males are seen as. Sex with the new Ken Grantham was
frequent, intense but at the same time tender and very loving.
It was an ideal mix of a man that knew exactly what a woman wants
in bed.
So here I am, technically less than one year old as a woman, but
I have squeezed a lifetime?s worth of experiences into that time?
especially the sexual experiences.
The End
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