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THE NEW FANTASY 21
BY PAUL G JUTRAS
Paul Crow was the manager of a clothes store near the beach. Though it
mostly sold to women, it did have a small supply of men clothes. As a
cross dresser, Paul enjoyed some times trying on some of the clothes he
sold after hours. He was reading a book about a guy being changed into
a girl by magic when there was a knock on the door.
It was a few hours before closing one might when a package showed up at
the store by over night delivery. Paul signed for it and then locked
the door and took the package to the back room. He read the note
attached to it.
Dear Mr. Crow
The people we have who in development has created this special
nanite controlled body suit. The suit will turn any woman into
her ideal fantasy as well as having other applications. It is
finally ready for a field test and we would like you to hire a
young woman to wear and model it for us. If possible she can sell
orders for the suit to some of your shoppers.
Sincerely,
Mr. Edwards, C.E.O.
"Why hire someone to model it when I could use the help of a second pay
check and the suit to decide if I want to become a woman fully." Paul
said as she stripped out of his clothes, folded them and placed them in
a neat pile.
When Paul first put on the suit, it felt as tight as wearing a second
skin. Then the tightness had vanished as if the suit had replaced his
skin with its own. When he walked up to a changing room mirror, he was
shock at the beautiful woman that stood before her. Not an ounce of
maleness reflected back at him.
"I know just what I want to try on first." Paul though.
Before he had a chance to move, a tingling feel flowed over him. He
watched as a pink spaghetti strap dress with slits up the side form on
the outside of his body. He felt himself elevated as three inch pink
sandals formed on his bare feet.
"Wow! The outfit's machine dressed me. What's going on?" Paul asked
himself.
He felt confused as he began to move, but not under his own power. He
was like a puppet with someone else pulling the strings. He went
straight to the door and unlocked it and began dusting some of the
displays. It was something he often did in the store, he just wondered
who was suddenly in control of him and why.
When some shoppers came in they were in awe at Paul's appearance. Of
course they didn't know the woman they were staring at was Paul at all.
When they asked who she was, Paul found himself saying his name was
Janet. When they asked Janet how she got managed to look so good, she
told them that about the special body suit but not who he really was
inside the suit. Instead he told that he was a model hired by Paul to
try to sell the suit.
"So we can order a suit and look as good as you?" One of the shoppers
asked.
"That's what I'm told." Paul was unable to stop himself from saying in
his new high pitched fem voice.
As he moved about, the dress changed colors. It first turned into an
ice blue number with a slit up the side and then into a green full
length tunic style with a slit up the side.
"The body suit can not only change the clothes I'm wearing, but my make
up and even the color of my eyes if I want to. If you buy the suit the
next period you have is the last one you'll feel. You'll never get
pregnant unless you wish too."
Since Paul didn't know what his control had in store for him, he felt
some relief when he heard himself say that last statement. He just
hoped as the shoppers signed an order form to have some shipped to them
that they didn't end up under some mysterious control like he was.
"Finally, if you have trouble keeping up with your kids at home," Paul
said as he found the room getting bigger. He was soon an eight year old
girl with brown page boy hair, a green tropical dress and white
sandals. "You can enjoy the better half a second childhood."
After he showed off for a few more shoppers that came in during the
final hour and made a few more order sales, Paul counted the drawer and
put the money in the safe. He left the store and locked up for the
night. As he got into his car; however, he had a feeling he wasn't
heading home.
He was right. He went to a local night club and waltz in with all male
eyes on him and hard-ons in their pants.
"No, please." Paul thought to himself as he approached the bar and
ordered a gin and tonic.
"Here you go," The bartender said. When Paul went into his purse to
pay, the bartender stopped him. "It's paid for. The guy at the end of
the end of the bar got it."
"There are so many perks to being female." Paul thought as he found
himself uncrossing his legs and sauntering over to the guy.
After some pleasant conversation, she followed him back to his place
and was soon naked in bed with the guy.
"I don't like the idea of acting like a whorish bimbo."
The man penetrated his new vagina and she rode him like he had done it
half his life. He turned around and let him suck on his vagina juices
while he gave the man a blow job while making him feeling both erotic
and sick at the same time.
As the night went by, Paul made love in every position and way he had
imaged a woman to do and some ways he didn't think was physically
possible. He found it the most erotic experience. He lost track of the
number of times that he let the stranger play with Janet's tits and
finger Janet's vagina until he organismed repeatedly. The more times he
had orgasms, the more his memories of who he really was blurred with
that of the woman he had become.
When first rays of sunshine came into his apartment, Paul found himself
going to the bathroom and showering off the sticky juices of both his
own and the man he was with. He watched his naked form change into a
black top that left the left shoulder bare, a tropical skirt and white
shoes with a five inch heel. He then pecked a kiss on the man's cheek
before leaving and going to open the shop and start his day as manager.
Paul was starting to wonder if he would ever get control on his own
body again. As he thought back to the love making of the night before,
he wondered if he would want to go back to his old life if given the
chance. As he thought back to all the stuff they did together in bed,
he felt himself getting wet all over again. He was unable to do
anything about it.
When he got into the store he walked over and stood before one of the
changing room mirrors. "I look like a living Barbie doll." Paul thought
to himself as he stared at the size of his breasts, the narrowness of a
waist that was more than any corset could give and feet arched to be
comfortable in the high heels he had stuck on his feet.
"Look at these beach balls on my chest and this wasp waist." Paul
admired himself as he wondered if his body would snap in half if he
bent over to touch his toes. He was sure the nanites had total control
to keep him in one piece. Though he was also sure some organ
rearrangement had to be done to make his body look so hot.
Without any volition on her part, she started to run the store again.
She was a passenger in her body as she took care of the costumers. Like
the day before he performed his duties as both manager and model. When
someone needed to talk to Paul Crow rather than Janet, he went into the
back room and his face and body would morph into its old self. Except
for the fact that Janet's vagina remained. When the store closed like
the night before, he found himself going to the local club then to the
home of some guy who was interesting in some hot sex.
"This is unbelievable." Paul thought as he woke up and checked his make
up with his pocket mirror. He brushed his long hair out of his face and
admired his appearance. "Am I ever going to be in control of my own
body again?"
It went on like that for a while. Sometimes he was a man with a vagina
managing the store and sometimes he was Janet the model, selling more
body suits to women and wondering what happens to them when they put
them on. It wasn't until the weekends that he returned to his apartment
as Paul Crow. He only remained Paul for the front desk to see him. Once
he was inside his apartment, he was Janet again. He'd orgasm himself
until he would pass out. His feet sore from dancing, his entry holes
raw from the number of times he was fucked by a man, his stomach full
from the meals he got some man to pay for him.
One weekend when he drove on his apartment he was surprised that he
didn't go straight up to his room. Instead he went to talk to the
manager of the apartment building about signing over the lease to
Janet. He told the manager that Janet was in the lobby rest room and
would sign what she need and then do the arrangement of having his
personal stuff shipped.
"Guess this is it," Paul thought to himself. "I'll never look in the
mirror and see my old face again.
As he walked near the bathroom, he felt himself walking at a tilt. He
knew his feet had morphed into heels as he moved behind cover of potted
plants. He was then walking off to the desk in a white dress with
valentine theme to it. He signed the papers and then walked up to his
apartment.
"At least the shoes don't really give me any discomfort." Paul thought
as he lay on the bed with one hand playing with his breasts and the
other passing through the crotch of the hose he appeared to be wearing
and caused him to rock his hips. The heels had vanished from his feet.
"My legs do look beautiful," He thought as he looked at his feet.
The suit could make him look like he was bare leg or had hose on. While
it had the appearance of hose the fused toe appearance of the mesh
seemed appropriate for the puppet body he felt like he had.
He thought he was going to pass out from making love to himself when
there was a knock at the door. Paul found himself force out of the bed
and walked over to the door. On the other side was one of the first
single women he sold a suit to.
"I went by the store earlier and the person that was running said you
moved in here," said the woman. "I just wanted to tell you that I loved
the suit. It made me so sexy that I've had no problem getting dates
with both the men and the women I want. I just thought I'd give you a
special thank you."
"What kind of thank you," Paul wondered as she took him to the bedroom.
He also had to wonder if she was under the control of the suit like he
was. He only wished he could ask her. As she leaned him on his back, he
watched as he climbed on top of her and her body morphed into a dildo.
She quickly entered Paul's vagina.
"Oh my..."
The rest of the night, Paul enjoyed being pleasured by the living dido
inside of him. He watched as his hand moved on its own to slide the
dido in and out of his pussy.
As he pleasured himself he wondered if the woman inside of him had any
awareness of anything. He wondered himself what it would be like to be
dido making pleasure to some woman. After some lubrication, he used her
some more even after dawn had far past come.
Finally Paul took the woman out of her and set her on the bed beside
him. As the dido morph back into a human, there were soon two naked
females on the bed instead of one.
"That was the greatest experience of my life." The woman smiled. She
collapsed on her back and turned to look at the woman known as Janet.
"I could see myself being pushed past your labia and deep inside of you
and felt you inside rubbing against every inch of my form. I was so
glad I decided to look you up and thank you in such a way."
"I guess she is herself." Paul thought, but wasn't completely sure.
"She doesn't seem like she's being controlled by the body suit she has
on."
"How about some 69, love the old fashioned way?" The woman asked as she
played with Paul's tits and made him moan loudly. He inwardly wanted to
protest as he couldn't take any more repeated orgasms. She was soon on
top of Paul with her pussy in his face and began licking Paul's own.
"This is so wonderful." Paul said as he found his own body forming into
a dildo and sliding into the woman's pussy.
"So you wanted to try it yourself." The woman said before she could
climax and almost crushed Paul with the walls of her pussy. "The suit
is not only great for making one look terrific but it the ultimate sex
toy as well."
"This is wonderful." Paul though as inner walls touching every inch
make her feel like she had multi breasts being played with all at once.
He only wished that he could talk and tell the lover.
When noon ran by, Paul slid out of the woman and returned to human form
himself. The two of them went to the shower and washed their body
juices off each other while trying to resist the feeling of touching
each other once again.
"Thanks again for the wonderful time." The woman said as her body
morphed a white pants suits and five inch heels.
She kissed Paul goodbye and left for her own home or business. No
sooner than she left than Paul saw his own self start to morph. He
began an eight year girl in a spaghetti strap purple dress and brown
slides. He went off to the park near his home and played for the rest
of the afternoon with the other neighborhood kids.
Paul remembered the first time he had changed into a little girl the
first night he had put on the body suit. He was scared at how large
everyone and everything seemed at this height and age. This time he
felt carefree and without any responsibilities in the world.
"I told the women who I sold the suit to that they could play with
their kids as kids but not have the problems of dealing with the school
systems again as kids." He thought to himself. "I think it would be
nice to go to school again."
The next day Paul had interviews for an assistant to help him run the
shop. He had no idea who directed the woman he slept with to his
apartment the other night, but he knew that he hadn't hired him. He was
just surprised to be using Paul Crow's face once again. Once he hired a
petite young woman named Jane in her black pants suit and court shoes,
Paul left and headed to the school nearest to where he lived.
Meeting with the principal of the school as Janet in a green skirt suit
with taupe hose and three inch heels, he convinced the principal to let
him attend the school as sixteen year old Susan Powers. He had
convinced her that as put of the body suits' test, he wanted to see if
an undercover cop could use the suit to poise as a teenager or kid to
hand any drug or other crimes that could go done in any number of
schools. Only the faculty would know that Susan was really Janet.
With all the classes signed up and taken care of on line, Paul felt him
self start to morph. Things got larger, but no where near as when he
was an eight year old. His hair was now red and in a ponytail while his
body was wearing an orange fringe bottom dress and sandals. He said his
goodbyes and headed out.
He thought he'd be heading straight for class, but took a detour into
the ladies room. One girl name Robin was letting her friend Ann borrow
a tampon. Ann had forgotten her period was about due and forgot to put
some in her purse when she had come to school. Paul was glad that was
one of the good things about his new body. He thought he was going to
curl up at die when he had his first period, but after that he suit
adjusted so he felt no discomfort what-so-ever. The person control her
made sure she kept track of her time of the month since she still
needed a tampon or pad herself.
"Hi there," Robin said. She and Ann stood in cheerleading uniforms
whose top half had a blue with a touch of red at the shoulders and a
red and white checkered skirted. "I'm Robin and this is Ann. You're new
here, aren't you?"
"Yes." Paul admitted.
"Are you flexible?" Robin asked.
"One of our squad members busted her leg and we're looking for a temp
replacement for her." Ann added.
"I always wanted to be a cheerleader." Paul thought at the same time as
he heard his Susan identity say. This was a dream come true on more
than one level for Paul. He still didn't know who was controlling him
or why, but he found that he seemed to care less and less as time went
by.
"Great," Robin said. "What's your first class?"
"Drama," Paul replied as he looked at his notes.
"Me and Ann too," Robin replied as she checked her watch. "We'd better
get going, I didn't realize the time."
"Just let me check my make up." Paul said as he turned to the mirror.
"Would you like some of my nail polish?" Ann asked.
"Thanks," Paul said as he took the bottle and pretended to put it on
while the suit turned his finger nails a nice shade of red.
In the Drama class they all perform a skit that was suppose to take
place in the 1960s. Paul loved the brown dress and three inch pumps
that he was given by the teacher to wear. He loved when he was sitting
on the couch reading his lines, how the suit made his nylon coated legs
feet again the dress and as they rubbed each other while his legs were
folded on the couch with his shoes off. The tingling sensation made him
reach the verge of an orgasm and glad he didn't. If he had, he would
have been able to concentrate on the script. The pleasure his body felt
with just the added dress fabric was already almost more than he could
take to his new bodies enhance pleasure centers.
The rest of the classes went by without any real problem. Paul loved
the way the uniform looked at him after school. It would have looked a
lot better if it was one of his body morphs, but whoever was
controlling him didn't want the kids to know about the suits abilities.
They were practicing on the football field when it started raining and
they can to escape to the equipment shed to escape getting soaked. The
wet grass had soaked through most of their shoes. Many choose to take
off their shoes, some their stockings as well. Robin found a radio and
played some rock music to dance to while they passed the time.
"All we need now is some boys." Ann giggled.
"A real make out scene here if we wanted," Robin agreed.
When the rain ended, Paul headed up. When he got near the apartment
building he ducked into an alley and morphed back into Janet. He didn't
know which he enjoyed more being a little girl, a teenage girl or an
adult woman. In a short time he had a lifetime of female memories in
his head.
His school routine continued until the summer reached. His assistant
had completely taken over his job and his paycheck as manager of the
store. He then was waiting in his room one night when a knock came at
the door. Paul had no idea who it was when he went to answer it. He was
surprise to see it was his old boss, Mr. Edwards on the other side.
"I see you like the suit, Janet." Mr. Edward said with a smile. "I knew
your secret and that you couldn't resist putting the suit on yourself.
Don't worry about the women you sold suits to. They didn't become
puppets like you did."
He then took out a remote and pressed a button. A tingling sensation
washed over Janet but this time he didn't morph.
"What... What happened?" Paul said as he realized with surprise that he
even had the ability to speak.
"You're free." Mr. Edwards said. "The test is over. During the test;
however, I fell in love with you. Instead of just being a model for the
suit, how about being my wife instead?"
"I... I'd love to." Janet, as Paul now thought of himself as said.
"After all the experiences you gave me. I knew I was always meant to be
a woman and now I look forward to experiencing being a wife and
hopefully mother."
"That's great." He said as they kissed.
THE END
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