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Working the car's gas and break pedals proved to be a tricky
proposition in high heels. It took me more than a little effort to get
the hang of tipping my right foot back on that spindly 5-inch shaft,
and applying pressure with the pointed toes. After a bit, I began to
get the hang of maneuvering the little patent nightmares.
"You said you live alone Bob, I thought you had a wife and kids?"
Randal asked.
Distracted by everything that I was experiencing, it took me a moment
before I answered. "My wife and I are separated now. I have two boys,
Steve's away at college and Mitch lives with his mother." The problems
of family seemed very small in comparison to my current concerns.
"That's too bad. Why did you guys split up?"
My ire rising again I snapped, "I'm not going to get into my personal
life with you Randal; those are my concerns and none of your damn
business!"
With lightning speed, Randal reached over and seized my left arm.
Manhandling me yet again, he squeezed on what had formally been
Shannon's forearm. I had no ability to resist, my lack of strength and
the pain conspired to render me helpless.
"You'll discuss anything I damn well want Bobby boy or you'll pay the
price."
Heart racing, I quickly acquiesced. "A-all right, all right! I'll tell
you what ever you want!" I stammered.
After he let go of my throbbing little arm, I gave Randal the lowdown.
"My wife and I had been married a long time and we grew apart. Nothing
more, nothing less. It was just one of those things."
Chuckling just below his breath Randal said, "Oh really? That's
interesting Bob. I think I see a different scenario. I think you got
tired of the same lady for all of these years, and decided that you
wanted to get out and experience others. In fact, I think the young
lady who you now wear from the neck down played a role in that
decision!"
I was shocked. I couldn't respond in any coherent manner. Randal had
somehow known my deepest thoughts. I had indeed felt that Ann and I had
changed too much. Worse, I had been influenced by my growing attraction
to Shannon. I remained silent and kept driving. Randal's powers clearly
gave him a window into my mind.
"Nothing to say Bob? I guess I struck a nerve."
The silence that my lack of response created was broken as I pulled the
car onto my drive way and into the garage. Turning it off I looked over
at Randal.
"What now?" I asked.
"Let's go inside and make ourselves comfortable." he said.
Climbing out of the car, my heels clicked on the concrete floor as we
headed from the garage into my kitchen.
"Nice house Bob, principals must make more money than I thought!" he
whistled appreciatively.
Taking my hand and leading me into the living room, Randal unfastened
the belt of my overcoat and pulled it off of my small shoulders,
tossing it over onto the couch. Randal then walked over and sat in my
recliner, leaving me standing there, waiting for his next whims.
"Bob, be a dear and come over here and sit in my lap. I'm going to fill
you in on everything we have to do."
My face contorted in disgust. Letting out a long exhalation, I gave in
to resignation and slunk over to Randal. Turning my new body, I sat
Shannon's cute little rump down on Randal's lap. I was so short, that
only the toes of my high-heels touched the ground. Randal eased me back
slightly to his left, wrapping his left arm around my small waist to
steady me. His right hand reached over and came to rest on my thigh,
beginning to stroke the nylon clad member softly. I was sickened beyond
belief. The worst sensation was the feeling of Randal's rapidly
expanding member, pushing through the fabric of his trousers into my
new tight little ass.
"At midnight tonight, I'll be able to open the doorway into a very
special place. I don't really know what's inside of it. All I do know
is that you'll be able to go inside. Once you're in, you'll need to
find a large skeleton key. I need it for my benefactor." he said,
continuing to caress my feminine thigh.
I had no idea what was in store. All I knew for sure is that Randal had
supposedly done this to me and Sharon because only someone in our
"unique situation" could enter the realm where the key was.
"Since we have several hours until I'm able to send you in, I want to
have a little fun." He flashed me an evil grin as he finished speaking.
The naked lust in his eyes sent shivers through me; I shifted
uncomfortably in his lap, restrained by his hands. "R-randal, please,
don't do anythi..."
While tightening his grip, Randal cut me off. "No back talk Bob! I want
to take a closer look at Shannon's body. I'm sorry you have to go along
for the ride, but if you ever want to get your body back you'll sit
there, shut up and let me enjoy myself." A cold determination in his
eyes was readily apparent.
Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and tensed up, dreading what was
surely to come. For the next half hour, Randal felt Shannon's supple
legs, massaged her breasts, felt her taught stomach through the fabric
of the tux's shirt, and generally felt up the female body I was now
helplessly attached too.
"God she's hot, no wonder she got you all excited Bob." he informed me.
Assaulted by the sensations his probing caused I trembled at his touch.
His cold hands sent shock through me as they felt the warm skin of my
new legs through their nylon sheaths. I'm ashamed to say that I began
to whimper, losing all sense of pride at the violations I was forced to
endure. I fought to keep tears from streaming down my face.
"Geez Bob, you sure are an emotional guy, aren't you?" Randal chuckled.
"Suck it up man, it's not your body. I think you should be happy, not
every man gets to feel what it's like to have such a sexy body."
Opening my eyes, tears slowly running down my cheeks and into my beard,
I begged Randal to stop. "Randal, please, I can't handle this. I'm a
man for God sakes!" beginning to fan the flame of anger through my
anguish I snapped, "What kind of sick deviant would..."
Again ending my rant, Randal laughed and said, "Bob, Bob, Bob. If you
don't understand a young man's desire to fondle a body like the one
you've got, you're hopeless." Closing his lips over his teeth with a
sneer he continued in a soft whisper into my ear, "Besides, I've
discovered something very exciting. Having you like this is really
turning me on."
I shuddered at his whispered confession.
"Ms. Armstrong's body is so damned sexy, God her legs are driving me
nuts!" he said, running his hand over them yet again. "But what's
really surprised me is that something about your melon on her neck is
arousing as well! The contrast is very exciting!"
I stifled the urge to vomit.
"It's too bad that I can't get into those little briefs of your's
Bobby." he said, I shifted around on his lap in disgust, his swollen
member even more in evidence under my new rump. "I'd let you feel what
sex is like for a woman." he said before tilting his head back in
laughter.
Suddenly getting a thought Randal announced, "I know! I've got just the
magic trick to make this more enjoyable for you! Stand up and get to
the center of the room Bob!"
Jumping at the chance to remove myself from his clutches, I leaped from
Randal's lap and walked on my heels over to the middle of the living
room. Getting back some of my masculine pride; I forced myself to stop
trembling. I was determined not to let the little bastard make me loose
control. Using my anger, I regained my composure as I turned my
attention back to Randal.
"Proud of yourself?" I practically spit the words out. My hatred for
Randal had grown immeasurably.
"Yes actually." he chuckled. "I must say, I have really impressed
myself. Now, what I have in mind is more a feat of mental-ism, as
opposed to a conventional magic trick. Although, I'm sure you'll agree
that no trick I perform is conventional!"
Randal pulled a deck of cars from his pocket and began to shuffle them.
When he finished, Randal shifted the cards to his left hand, and
snapped the fingers of his right. With that click, a cloud of purple
smoke rose up several feet in front of me. As it dissipated, the large
full length mirror Randal had earlier tormented me with re-appeared. I
looked away from the reflection, choosing to look at Randal rather than
gaze upon my bizarre form.
"Bob, I've just pulled a card from the deck. I used my mental powers to
link whatever is listed on that card with you."
Putting the card back in, Randal re-shuffled. Walking over too me, he
held the deck out.
"Pick a card Bob! Let's see what you're now going to have a mental
pipeline too!"
Not really knowing what any of this meant, I reached out with one of
Shannon's delicate little hands and took the card. Flipping it over I
found a photo of a man's penis. A little disgusted at Randal's juvenile
humor, I held the card at arm's length and looked at Randal.
"I'm surprised you aren't more enthused Bob! Look closely, that's your
own dick!" he chortled.
Looking at the card closely, I was surprised to discover that yes, it
was indeed a photograph of my own missing member, right there on the
face of the card.
"What does this mean Randal?" I asked, curious despite my apprehension.
"You're now back in contact with it Bob. I've given you back the
sensations of "little bob."
Confused I looked over at the mirror. God it was horrible. My own
distinguished, bearded, male head was sitting squarely on the neck and
shoulders of my secretary's petite, womanly body. Stuck in the
revealing tuxedo outfit that flattered Shannon's features quite nicely.
I began to sense something at the end of my perception. I had the
phantom sensation of my now missing penis. I could feel it, as I had
before! I could feel the sensation of its position. Looking over my new
lower body, that sensation began to grow. It felt like I was beginning
to grow erect! Looking over Shannon's sexy form, I began to drink in
the sight of her wonderfully pert breasts, the shape of her hips, and
the shapely legs firmly set in tall patent heels. I was disturbed by
the action of growing aroused by a body I was now attached too, but
began to loose myself in the wonderfully familiar sensations of my
missing male member. Beginning to breathe a little heavily, I used
Shannon's slender hands to feel the glorious contours of her body. I
began to caress and massage her breasts, thighs, and hips. I even began
to rub the slightly camel-toed front surface of her crouch, tracing the
outline of Shannon's mound.
Despite the protests of my conscious mind, my body began to give in to
the desire to feel all of it. Panting, I looked over at Randal, who was
smiling broadly. He was obviously quite excited by the show. Fighting
through the flood of sensation enough to speak I tried to get him to
stop the phenomenon that was now assaulting me.
"P-p-please...Randal...stop...this...oohhhhhhhhhh!" I began to loose
myself in the sheer madness of it all.
"But you look like you're having such fun together Bob? Lord knows I'm
enjoying the show." Looking at his watch Randal suddenly announced,
"Ahhh, but we are just about out of time for now. It's getting close to
midnight."
Randal clapped three times, stopping the feelings I was being
overwhelmed by instantly. For a moment I stood there, out of breath and
sweating, with Alicia's hands frozen in the positions I had been using
them to probe. Overcome with shock and guilt I took them up and hugged
myself, bringing my knees together as I began to lower. I sat there,
giving in to the urge to sob. I cried in anger, humiliation, shame, and
guilt.
Looking up and over at Randal, I was greeted by his usual predatory
grin. "That was great Bob. Now rest up, we've got work to do!" I
continued to cry.
Anger exploding within me, I leaped up and rushed Randal, moving so
quickly that I caught him by surprise. Off balance from the unexpected
speed and ferocity of my attack, Randal fell to the ground with me
landing on top of him. Straddling his torso with my new legs, I locked
Shannon's tiny hands around his throat and squeezed.
"You little bastard! I'm not your toy! I won't be made to feel like
this! I'm a man God damn it!"
Randal struggled to regain some leverage, struggling to speak as I was
strangling him, "Bob, think about what you're doing... if you do
anything to me, you're stuck on Shannon forever!"
As his words slowly sunk in, sapping me of my will to throttle him, I
slowly loosened my grip. He was right, I didn't hold any cards. If I
killed the punk I'd be stuck with this twenty four year old woman's
body forever. With my grip weakening, Randal forced my hands off of his
throat, pushing me off of him and onto my shapely little butt. I stewed
in anger and frustration.
"Geez Bob, calm yourself!" Randal said, rubbing his neck. "I never
would have pegged you as such an emotional guy!"
I didn't have any desire to talk to him; I just sat there with no idea
what to say.
"Awwwww, don't pout Bob!" Randal stood up and walked over to where I
sat on the floor, crouching down before me before continuing. "Look,
we'll go ahead and get that object I need you to fetch. That'll get you
that much closer to getting back to your old boring self. Now lose that
petulant little attitude, get up on those dynamite legs, and let's get
going!"
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